"Haha." Zhou Xianlong answered him with the classic two-syllable words.

"You haven't asked him what his inheritance is?" Even though Governor Gao didn't play LOL, he knew something was wrong on the scene, so he immediately turned his head and asked in a low voice. Then he saw Mayor Zhao holding back his smile, and his shoulders were trembling.

"Puchi..." An air-like sound came from his mouth. Suddenly, he heard the words of Governor Gao, and his face instantly changed. He coughed lightly: "Chief, I didn't expect it... I didn't know these things. Mr. Liu Qing was responsible at that time."

Liu Qing in the audience: "..."

He would never have thought of it!

He didn't even ask at that time. It would be better to deal with the inheritance of the underworld if it is not scary. God knows that there is such a weird thing!

While the home court was extremely awkward and there was a jubilation in front of the TV, a black suit hurried to the front desk and said to Zhou Xianlong with his ears: "Chief...If possible, please proceed first."

"After monitoring in the twelve pilots, the on-site response...is very good."

"How is that possible!" Zhou Xianlong turned his head and stared at the black suit, and said in a voice: "This should be the lineage of God. If you ask for God, your appearance will change slightly. What is he?"

"The chief... although it is very incredible, most of the reactions of all young people in the pilot program are applauding. And... I have to say that the atmosphere that was too serious before has been relieved too much..."

Zhou Xianlong took a few deep breaths and turned to look at the screen: "Everyone, this is just a little joke. OK, let's start reading order No. 2."

He turned around and glared at Qin Ye: Why don’t you go down quickly?

He asked Qin Ye to demonstrate on-site, and there was a deeper meaning, that is, the convening of the cultivation university and the recruitment of students also needed role models. The performance of peers' presentation was much better than that of their old men.

Who would have thought that the impression was indeed profound, but not the kind he wanted.

Qin Ye wanted to cover his face and walked down as if he was running away.

Shame of life!

Whenever I think back late at night, I feel like the shame of being covered in the quilt and screaming loudly!

"Alsace Minaihill! You'd better tell me what's going on!" Without taking his seat immediately, he ran to the bathroom not far away and asked at the Soul-Finding Ball with gritted teeth.

He actually called Prince Lordaeron's real name, which can be said to be quite angry.

"How do I know!" Arthas also looked puzzled: "According to the truth, as long as your conception and reality are not too different, it will definitely be converted into other forms! What did you just imagine?"

Qin Ye suddenly stopped talking and just glared at the Soul-Finding Ball.

What I just imagined was Sun Wukong.

Brave, wit, and move forward.

But what came out was Timo...

Scared, stayed up, secretly planted mushrooms and developed secretly, watched from a distance in the team battle...

Reality's slap in the face is always so unexpected...

"Don't worry... I won't wear this outfit in front of others even if I beat you to death!" A few seconds later, he grinded his teeth and said. After saying that, he added: "Until Imprison, I won't wear it until I'm beaten to death!"

After adjusting his expression for a few minutes, he returned to the venue. However, he found that the venue had dispersed.

To be precise, the boss on the main stage has not left yet. The entire central area of ​​the city is rebuilt, and millions of people need to be comforted and resettled. Many matters are accurate. Even if there has been a plan, it will take six or seven hours for Zhou Xianlong to make it clear.

It’s just that they don’t have to sit in the audience anymore.

However, just as he walked to the car, another person suddenly called him.

"Mr. Qin." The man who called him was a secretary-like man, in his early thirties, smiling politely: "I am the assistant to Deputy Prosecutor General Zhang Baoguo. If I have time, the chief asked if you would like to have lunch together?"

"I'm recovering from my injury." Qin Ye looked solemn: "Tell Mr. Zhang that I'll visit him when my injury is healed."

Where can I have the right to go everywhere now?

Walking on the road, I'm afraid there are people everywhere pointing fingers, "Look, that Timo!" "Oh, it's him, the one who is the god COS Timo. Want a signature?"

No matter how you think, you feel upset.

"...It's better for me to tell you good news?" Arthas spoke. For some reason, Qin Ye felt that her voice was extremely cheerful.

"……explain."

Arthas restrained his smile: "I thought about it for a long time. The yin energy before was not a living thing."

Qin Ye forced his thinking to turn from Timo, and now Timo was jumping in his head. He pondered: "I guess it's...but that sense of horror... is too real."

Thinking about it now, I feel my eyelids are still pounding. He whispered: "The pursuit of blood and flesh is endless. There are no living people in Bao'an City of this level."

"But what exactly is it? Bao'an City... have we missed something?"

Just then, a voice came from behind: "Mr. Qin."

It's Su Feng's voice.

"This is the arrangement of the First Practice University. A week later, pre-job training for teachers will be held for a month. In other words, we still have one week."

"What does it mean?" Qin Ye frowned, the other party's words came too suddenly.

Su Feng pushed his glasses and whispered: "Do you still remember... your abnormal reaction?"

Qin Ye's eyes flashed suddenly: "Now?"

"Come with me." Su Feng turned his head and said.

Without taking the arranged car, the two of them took a taxi and headed straight to a restaurant.

This is a very ordinary restaurant. The advantage is that the decoration is OK and there is a private room. The disadvantage is that the taste is not very good at first glance.

Su Feng announced the name of the private room. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a passionate voice: "Hi, Timo."

I fucked and just kicked!

Qin Ye was angry from his heart, and evil was jealous and gritted his teeth and said, "Look for trouble?"

There was an Eight Immortals Table in the room, with three people sitting, and a young man who was about 1.9 meters tall in the center, looked almost twenty-six or seven years old, and was exactly the type Qin Ye hated the most.

handsome.

Very handsome.

It's not the kind of butterfly boy, but like a predator cheetah, agile and toned, with sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes, camouflage, and military boots. And... the strength of the other party's true energy is not much worse than that of himself.

On the left side of the young man was a bald fat man, also wearing camouflage. A white mouse was lying on his shoulder. He was holding a cigarette and playing with his cell phone.

On the right, there was a short-haired woman, who was twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with sharp eyebrows and eyes. She was wearing a beige windbreaker, a white wool sweater, and a silver knife in her hand flew around like lightning. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Qin Ye.

"How dare you find fault with the bosses from nine predatory areas in one night?" The young man raised his eyebrows in a slut, pretending to be mysterious: "Brother just wants to ask..."

"What level is it?"

Qin Ye forced himself to kick the other party to death. Is this meme no longer possible?

Before the young man could finish his words, five silver daggers were nailed to the table. The woman raised her eyebrows: "Lin Han, are you fucking happy for me, right?"

"What? Do you have any opinions? Do you have any opinions and go out to practice? Whoever is afraid of calling him father?" The young man glanced at the woman and sneered.

Sand... The air suddenly tightened, and Qin Ye suddenly discovered that the five swords were ring-shaped hilts, and there was a thread on the hilt. At this moment, the short-haired woman looked motionless, and her fingers gently pulled, and the five swords seemed to fly up in the air, stabbing the young man's throat like a poisonous snake.

"I'm just talking about it! Are you as for it!" "Enough!"

The first sentence is Lin Han, and the next sentence is Su Feng.

The short-haired woman snorted, and five swords flew into her windbreaker. Then she looked at Qin Ye.

"Professor Qin..." the other party said meaningfully: "School is starting, please give me some advice."

"This is Li Runxue. That fat man is Zhuo Qinken. Don't pay attention to this lunatic woman." Su Feng greeted Qin Ye and sat down: "Before you came, she was the first S qualification in Huizhou Province, and it is inevitable that she feels unbalanced."

"There is no imbalance." Li Runxue looked at her excellent hands: "I just don't agree."

"I never believe what I haven't seen with my own eyes."

Qin Ye glanced at the other party calmly.

The whole room was full of soul-hiding!

After quieting, Su Feng coughed lightly and spoke first: "All the souls under 30 in Huizhou are here, and they are all qualified S. Mr. Qin, don't think that S qualifications... are really hard to come by. Let me introduce it formally, Su Feng, the Wireless Family."

Li Runxue's lips moved and said, "Li Runxue. No inheritance."

The fat man finally put down his phone: "Zhuo diligently has no inheritance. He was born in the Special Investigation Office. It is considered that his son inherited his father's business."

Lin Han smiled and said, "The executioner is considered a family tradition."

"Qin Ye, there is no inheritance." Qin Ye picked up the teacup and raised it, and smiled and said, "Mr. Su, I think only we know about us."

Su Feng replied with a smile: "Before officially joining the Special Investigation Office, there was a recruit training camp with qualifications for selection. We were in the same group at that time, and only our group qualified. They were all people who could definitely trust. Moreover, it would be difficult for me to rely on this matter alone."

"Talking about the serious business." Lin Han was a little impatient and interrupted the road.

Su Feng nodded and winked. Zhuo Qinfen immediately closed the window with knowledge. He then took a deep breath and took out a piece of paper solemnly.

"The four of us worked in different places, Lin Han and I were at the Supernatural Institute. And just a week ago, we received a drawing."

He did not immediately open the well-folded paper, but said in a deep voice: "That is the drawings of a building. All these drawings will be sent to us and will be reported after we have reviewed them. But... my boss deducted them."

"It just so happens that I am the other party's first assistant. I was lucky enough to take a few glances. According to convention, there are two reasons for the deducted drawings."

He raised his finger: "First: No matter what the rules are, the research is not passed, and it will be rejected."

"Second..." He glanced at the audience and whispered: "It's important and must be discussed again."

"This drawing is too weird, I drew it down. And then I realized... this was actually the drawing of the First School of Practice!"

He gently spread the paper. Qin Ye glanced at it, his eyes trembled.

"This...is the main building of the First School of Practice?"

It’s not that he couldn’t believe it, but... this building was made of bones!

The building is in the style of ancient Chinese. I don’t know what it is. It is extremely thick and has seven floors in total. It can’t be seen at all! The eaves picked up are extremely exquisite. But for some reason, just looking at it makes Qin Ye feel cold in his heart.

"This is..." At this moment, a subtle voice sounded: "Seven Star Soul-Suppressing Tower?"
Chapter completed!