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Chapter 3? Dead

Wang Zhanyong smiled dryly and waved his hand, saying awkwardly: "Biyun, what a coincidence."

"Hmph, fat man, don't think that this perverted new person can help you get confused. Why didn't you come yesterday? I promised to train together, so you dare to let me go!" Chen Biyun stared at him angrily.

"Abnormal Xin!" Chen Xin trembled when he heard this name, and his mind remembered the fat man's thoughts of keeping him for a year. He was afraid that there would have happened that he could not accept. If it really happened, he would have planned to commit suicide and be reborn. I wonder if there was a rebirth like this.

"Biyun, you know, I am just a F-level bloodline. I am not my specialty in combat. I am just a sandbag when I train you. Anyway, you don't lack sandbags, what's the use of finding me, right? I... My real talent is a business acumen, so I learn the knowledge of managing a family business at home and play my true value." Wang Zhanyong said with a serious expression.

"One of us manages business issues on our behalf. As the successor of the Wang family, I am my fiancé. As long as you learn to employ people, only strength is the only one now. No matter what bloodline you are, I will make you a strong man who stands alone. Follow me after school, double the training today, and make up for yesterday's." Chen Biyun shouted.

"No, this will die." Wang Zhanyong exclaimed, then looked at Chen Xin and showed a look of asking for help, and secretly took out a stack of money from under the desk.

This is already very clear, and Chen Xin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it. This shows that he was betraying his brain, not his body, which made him have been tangled in his mind just now.

Just as Chen Xin was about to say something, Chen Biyun immediately pointed at him and said, "Clog this person's mouth, I see if you have any other way to escape this time."

Two men in black at the door immediately walked over with murderous eyes. To these students, these men in black were all terrifying monsters and would eat them at any time.

Chen Xin immediately said: "I support Miss Chen to take Wang Zhanyong to train, and I also agree with Miss Chen's philosophy."

"Damn it! Perverted Xiaoxin, you dare to betray me!" Wang Zhanyong looked at Chen Biyun anxiously, and then looked at Chen Xin angrily.

Chen Biyun smiled proudly, raised her hand to stop the man in black, and then said, "Fatty, I'll wait for you at the school gate after school. Today I'm just choosing a civil and military subject, and I'll be out of school soon. You dare to escape again. The next time you meet is when your father and my father are in the interview."

Hearing this, Wang Zhanyong said weakly like a nasty eggplant: "I won't run away."

"Hmph, hope so." Chen Biyun snorted and turned to leave.

After she left, the classmates in the class continued to discuss the selection of civil and military subjects, and no one mentioned the matter just now.

Wang Zhan sat down bravely. He and Shen Xin were the same deskmates. He stared at Chen Xin and said, "I'm not having a good time, so you can't think of a good time."

Chen Xin said: "You must choose Wuke, right?"

"Nonsense, I dare to choose the liberal arts department, my dad is the first to destroy me." Wang Zhanyong snorted.

"That's simple. Since it's a martial arts subject, training is a must. This cannot be escaped no matter what. But you can always choose how you train." Chen Xin said.

"Tsk, choose? You have never seen how her family trained. When you fight with that female devil, I've been fighting, and I've started to doubt my life. I don't think about it. She has a level A bloodline, and I'm just a level F bloodline. Can this be compared?" Wang Zhanyong looked sad and thought of the miserable scene. He felt a sense of pain.

"Can't you bring a professional coach yourself? What she wants is that you become a strong man, not a lack of a sandbag. So you just need to find a powerful coach and develop a training method that she thinks is feasible. She will not beat you up again, and maybe support it strongly." Chen Xin said.

"This is really OK?" Wang Zhanyong said.

"It must be fine. If not, you can take the money back." Chen Xin pointed to the folding money under his desk and said.

"Okay, I'll give you this ten thousand. If it doesn't work, how bad I'm beaten. You promise to be even worse than me, and I'll get the money back." Wang Zhanyong said.

"I didn't ask about my body." Chen Xin smiled and took the stack of money. Now he understood why there were so many expensive figures and shy things in his room. Logically speaking, he could not have any spare money except for academic and daily necessities.

At this time, the head teacher came in and began to say everything about how bright the future is. I wish them better wait for some sensational words in the future, and then I sent a form to ask everyone to choose the civil and military subjects.

Two-thirds of the people in the class chose martial arts, and those who did not choose were basically those with lower bloodline talents than D level.

Wang Zhanyong chose Wuke without thinking. When he was about to hand in, he saw Chen Xin and chose Wuke and was surprised and said, "Didn't you say you chose liberal arts?"

"Is there any!" Chen Xin looked puzzled.

"It seems that your mind is very clamped by the door." Wang Zhanyong shook his head and walked over to hand in the form.

"It's a collision." Chen Xin corrected his mistake and handed over the form.

When the head teacher saw that he also chose Wuke, he said earnestly: "Chen Xin, you have to see the facts clearly. Only by choosing the right path for you can your future life be smoother."

"Thank you for reminding me that this is the path I chose after thinking for a long time." Chen Xin said.

"Hey!" The head teacher didn't say much. If others interfere in such a thing, they would blame themselves instead. As a teacher, he reminded him that he was already responsible.

After collecting the complete class form, the head teacher said: "Everyone can go back. Finally, I wish you can get into the high school you want."

After the class teacher finished speaking, he left with a stack of forms.

Many students will ask them to go out for a meal with good relationships, and some will leave silently, such as Chen Xin, who is one of them.

Wang Zhanyong is looking for someone to contact the best coach in the city to meet him, and he has no time to pay attention to others.

After leaving school, Chen Xin went to a nearby Internet cafe and began to search for all information about spiritual warriors. Since he chose this path, he must know the relevant knowledge.

It took two hours to see this, and only then did he truly have a comprehensive understanding of the Spirit Warrior.

However, there is almost no information about different spaces online, just saying that they are space wormholes. All wormholes are heavily guarded by the country where they are located to ensure the safety of the people.

This disappointed Chen Xin a little. His intuition told him that there must be secrets about spiritual warriors in the alien space. Maybe the alien space is a different world. For time travelers, this is already in the scope of natural circumstances.

When I returned to the community, I found several police cars parked here, and most of the entrances of the community were cordoned, leaving only a small door for people in the community to enter and exit.

Chen Xin walked to the entrance and immediately stopped him and asked, "Where are you living? Name?"

"Chen Xin, Room 402, Building 75." Chen Xin said, looking at the guard's guard's guard's guard's guard room. There were many people inside, and there were also forensic doctors in white coats. Only when the dead people came will they come.

After confirming his identity, the interrogated police opened the community door and said, "Okay, go in quickly, don't look around, don't walk around."

"Yes." Chen Xin walked into the community, and there were many old men and aunts in the community, all talking about the matter here.

Chen Xin didn't care about this and walked towards his building. However, when he passed by these old men and women, he still heard that the doorman Lao Song was killed.

Chen Xin immediately appeared in his mind this morning, reminding the doorman whose thing fell, as if everyone called him Lao Song.
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