Chapter 786: Be a good student for the agent

Lu Xiangyang wiped off the mist in the bathroom mirror, looked at the young man with first-class proportions in the mirror, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

He has grown up and truly become a man, no longer the impulsive hairy boy he was at the beginning, he can go and see the people he wants.

Thinking of this, he turned sideways slightly, looked at the flame as bright as the remnant sun in the position of his left shoulder blade, and touched it with his fingers.

It was a mission, like to rescue a professor of medical science, who covered the professor's evacuation, and only ended up with a shot himself, and the bullet was taken out, and there was a scar there.

In order not to be seen by his mother and Tang Yu in the future, he had a bright flame tattooed on it as soon as his mind moved, and now, the people who are blazing basically have a flame tattooed on it.

That girl won't notice the truth of this flame, will she?

Lu Xiangyang remembered Tang Yu's fried hair, his eyebrows and eyes were loosened, and his smile was like a spring breeze.

Put on his shirt, he hung the headphones on his ears, in fact, after several years of training, he can already control and play foreign sounds freely, even the professor at the base feels amazing, after all, he is still so young, and the training has not been long.

Only Lu Xiangyang knows that he can control his ability so quickly because of the reason why he practices ancient martial arts, Xue Shen said at the beginning that practicing ancient martial arts is not only his skills, but also his spiritual power will become stronger, and it is precisely because his spiritual power is strong that he can control it so quickly.

But this point, he knows it in his heart, and he doesn't have to tell anyone, after all, people keep a little hole card, and they can save their lives if necessary.

The headphones were given to him by Tang Yu, and he still habitually hung them on his ears, even if there was no sound coming out of the headphones at all.

Lu Xiangyang walked out of the bathroom, Xu Yong served a cup of tea, and his eyes were full of fanaticism.

"Your internal strength has also improved a lot, but your explosive ability is still poor, go back and practice more. Lu Xiangyang took his tea and said.

Xu Yong smiled and said, "Everyone is like the boss, you can still do a wheel war as if it's okay?"

Lu Xiangyang took a sip of tea and said, "I'm just a human being, not a god, where will I be fine, but I don't dare to show it." ”

He is a mortal of flesh and blood, and he will be tired, but he knows that he is the spiritual leader of the flames, and no matter how tired he is, he has to pretend that Tarzan has collapsed and his color remains unchanged.

is like a big guy like Qi Zhenlong.

Fortunately, he practiced ancient martial arts, and he used to eat good things, and he has been drinking merit tea for the past few years, and his physical function is also strong, and his recovery ability is naturally not bad.

As soon as Xu Yong was about to say something, the eldest brother on his waist rang, he picked it up, and there was a grunter in foreign language, so he covered the microphone and said, "Boss, it should be Lance from Country F." ”

Lu Xiangyang raised his eyebrows, Lance, he was rescued when he went on a mission to country F in the past, and the two have cooperated in the past two years, otherwise where will the expenses of the flame come from?

"Lance?"

On the other end of the phone, the blonde and blue-eyed Lance snorted: "Dear Lu, brother has a big deal here, open it in three or seven, what are you doing?"

"I'm seven, you're three?" Lu Xiangyang snorted.

Lance: "......"

"Open five-five, or don't do it. Also, if it involves my bottom line rules, I don't do it. Lu Xiangyang didn't give him time to think: "And it must be completed before September 15, whether it can be completed or not, I will leave." ”

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Lu Xiangyang's eyes drooped: "Naturally, I went to be a good student." ”

Lance: Nani?