"Zhao Jiuzhou..." Just half a minute ago, I passed a simple cross-unit transfer application, and then the copy that was printed out without any secrets still had the temperature given by the printing machine.

Liu Ziqing held Zhao Jiuzhou's thin personal information in his hand. It was so thin that it couldn't even fill two pages of official paper. He read Zhao Jiuzhou's name curiously, then raised his eyes and glanced at the person sitting opposite him.

juvenile.

Opposite him, Zhao Jiuzhou, who was sitting in the office of the Director of the Night Shift Department of the Black Tiger Ridge Branch City Defense Department, had been washed twice, and there still seemed to be some smell lingering on his body. His neck suddenly stiffened, and he felt very uneasy.

Then he said: "That's right, it's me."

But when he spoke, his eyes were directed at the woman who had been following Liu Ziqing.

Liu Yahong, deputy director of the night shift department.

It’s a horse-drawn coin!

It's you! It's you! It's you!

Originally, I should have passed the exams smoothly, then went to an academic college to study for three or four years. After graduation, I was admitted to the exams, and then I found an office to sit down in an office. Then I could be promoted and make a fortune smoothly, or I could just hang around and wait for death for the rest of my life.

That's okay, but in short, you should live your whole life very comfortably, not like this!

I smell like shit, and I feel like I was given alms by you, and I was dragged to a place like this in the middle of the night!

Mr. Draft! I will let you ruin my whole life!

No matter how he thinks about some things, Zhao Jiuzhou will only get angrier and angrier.

However, Liu Yahong didn't seem to care about his anger at all.

"Ha!" She snorted confidently, showing a mocking look.

Anyway, she felt she was right.

The end-of-exam bell rang, and Zhao Jiuzhou was still writing. If that wasn’t a violation, what was it?

And don't talk about two seconds or three seconds, Zhao Jiuzhou is just talking nonsense.

He wrote for at least five or six seconds before stopping!

Isn’t that contempt for examination room discipline?

Isn't this contempt for her as the invigilator?

Is she, the invigilator, dead?

"Who do you think you are? What do you think you were doing at that time? Where do you think you were sitting at that time? That was the entrance exam room... Who do you think you are when it comes to major events in the league?" Liu Yahong endured it for a few seconds.

, but in the end, he still couldn't hold it back and asked in displeasure, "I want the entire examination room to wait for you for half a minute longer? Who do you think you are?"

"I'm drafting uncle!"

When Zhao Jiuzhou heard this, he immediately exploded. He slapped the table and shouted, "Fuck you for half a minute! Two or three seconds at most!"

Liu Yahong raised her eyebrows and her voice became sharp, tit for tat: "Two or three seconds won't be considered a violation!?"

"Damn it! I didn't cheat! Why the hell are you tearing up my paper? In which exam did no one write a few more strokes?"

Zhao Jiuzhou shouted louder and louder.

Liu Yahong's face showed a mocking expression, and her tone became extremely harsh: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, unruly people, don't even have a basic sense of rules... People like you, do you think you

What qualifications do you have to join the sect? What happens to others is other people's business. Others kill people and set fires. What, you think you can do it too? Ah? If you write more, I will see it. Can't I care about you? I

I just have the power to tear up your paper!"

As Liu Yahong spoke, her two beautiful eyes stared unconsciously. Her originally good-looking face looked a bit ferocious and domineering under the light: "Am I unreasonable? I am quite reasonable! But you,

It's unreasonable to make a fuss! I want to send people like you to the academy, that would be dereliction of duty!" Liu Yahong gradually became more and more angry, and her voice could not help but rise a few points.

And her obvious mood swings finally made Liu Ziqing, who was looking over and over Zhao Jiuzhou's files, come to his senses slightly and said, "Forget it, Yahong, let's not talk about this for now. Zhao Jiuzhou, let me ask

you……"

Liu Ziqing stopped the boring exchange between the two.

Now that the scores are out, even the grandson of the alliance leader can't even think about changing it. You, an apprentice and a temporary worker, are still talking about nothing?

Deacon Liu has no way of empathizing with Zhao Jiuzhou at all. He only cares about the job he is currently doing.

Night Owl, this is no simple matter.

That was a third-level phantom body. If it climbed higher, it would be commonly known as an "evil spirit". During Sheji City's hosting of the Global Demon Hunting World Cup, something like this suddenly appeared in the city. If the city was to be closed down due to the commotion, what would happen?

Come on?

No need to sell World Cup tickets?

Is the hotel business no longer available?

There are so many restaurants and entertainment venues. Everyone has been waiting for this feast for more than ten years, just to make such a fortune?

Various thoughts flashed through Liu Ziqing's mind, and he didn't care about the despicable temperament of a little guy like Zhao Jiuzhou. He just asked in a completely business-like manner: "Are you sure that the two monsters you killed, one was a feces lime, and the other was a shithead?"

Night Owl, right? Night Owl, do you know? Humanoid, with the head of a bird, long wings, very big claws, the kind that can crush your head with one claw..."

Zhao Jiuzhou seemed to have lost his memory when listening to Liu Ziqing's words.

The death of the two monsters tonight was so strange that after a brief period of fear, he suddenly died.

Monsters die too quickly.

He obviously just punched subconsciously and instinctively, and then the monster was gone.

And in comparison, after killing the first shit lime, when he killed the second so-called night owl, his inner fluctuations were smaller.

The fright that fecal lime gave him was actually much greater than that of the night owl.

"It seems so..." Zhao Jiuzhou, who had not seen Ye Xiao's full face at all, could only answer like this.

Liu Ziqing was unhappy and frowned: "What do you mean it seems like? If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not!"

"I didn't see it clearly..." Zhao Jiuzhou was confused, "I punched it and it was gone!"

"A fist?"

Liu Ziqing was suddenly confused, and his expression looked unbelievable, "You mean... bare hands? Bare hands? Hand blades?"

"Hmm... um!" Zhao Jiuzhou nodded with an honest face.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Liu Yahong couldn't help but interrupt again, "What kind of psychic weapon did you use? A psychic grenade?"

"What the hell bomb..."

Zhao Jiuzhou felt sick when he heard Liu Yahong speak. He wanted to slap her just by hearing her voice. He said impatiently, "I'm a temporary worker, so they sent me a whistle! That's it!" He took it from his pocket.

He walked out of the guard post and slapped it on the table.

Liu Yahong glanced at it, then turned to look at Liu Ziqing.

Liu Ziqing put down the information in his hand, reached for Zhao Jiuzhou's whistle, and looked at it carefully.

It seems that he hopes to see a big killer weapon from this whistle.

"That's no reason. Even if Shilime dies at the first touch, you still have to have some weapons in your hands..."

Liu Ziqing muttered, "Don't tell me that you are a Xuan..."

As soon as the first word came out, he immediately shut his mouth.

Zhao Jiuzhou didn't care so much, and suddenly said in surprise: "Am I a magician?"

"Ha!" Liu Yahong smiled coldly, "What are you daydreaming about?"

"Damn, you know how stupid! Have you ever read a book?"

Zhao Jiuzhou became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, "If you kill monsters with your bare hands, wouldn't that be called a mystical magician? I just used my fists tonight to fight, so wouldn't that be called a mystical magician? When you entered school, you were in the general studies department.

Did you hire someone to take the exam on your behalf?"

"Fart!" Liu Yahong said angrily, slapping the table as if her tail had been stepped on, "Try saying something again!"

"Just try it! What the hell are you..."

"Shut up!" Liu Ziqing raised his hand and waved.

Zhao Jiuzhou instantly felt the same as before, a whip was swung through the air.

The difference was that this time, the whip hit him in the face.

pain.

Burning pain.

Zhao Jiuzhou turned to look at Liu Ziqing, with a fierce look in his eyes, "Why the hell are you going to slap me in the face?"

But Liu Ziqing's face also darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Keep your mouth clean for me. Don't think that the alliance can save your life, but I can't move you. Let you get out of the helm, I just have to move

Just use your mouth. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Zhao Jiuzhou stared at Liu Ziqing angrily.

After being angry for two seconds, the anger in his eyes suddenly dissipated like an ebbing tide.
To be continued...