"Fatty, there is a job for you to do, and you are willing to do it. Dongfang Rujing mysteriously pushed open the door of an office, and inside was a young man with gold-rimmed glasses who looked polite.

This young man is a fat man.

When the fat man saw that it was Dongfang Rujing, his face was full of panic, and he subconsciously took a step back, "Don't, I'm very busy tonight, I still have to study, Sister Rujing, you better find someone else." The fat man swallowed a mouthful of water when he saw Dongfang Rujing's wolf-like gaze, and looked at Jiang Yiwei behind Dongfang Rujing with a plea for help.

"Just you, still studying? I think you are learning the glory of the king or the peace elite every day, believe me, no matter how much you study, you will not be able to become the king. ”

“why?” A foreign text came out of the fat man's mouth, and he looked at Dongfang like a mirror in disbelief.

"Let me tell you, as long as you are willing to participate in this mission, it is completed perfectly, I will ask Xiao Liu to take you C, Xiao Liu in the archives knows, professional wild king, that strength is not said. Dongfang Rujing drew a cake for the fat man, and waited for Fang Tang to see if the fat man in front of him could be tempted to eat this cake.

"I'm not interested, why should I have a sweet split with a big man, isn't it nice for me to be with a girl? The fat man shook his head, like a rattle.

"This is ... The fat man aimed his gaze at Fang Tang, his eyes slightly jealous.

That's right

The ideal type in his heart is an ascetic male god like Fang Tang.

The fat man looked down at the layer of flesh on his stomach, and wanted to cry without tears.

I really want to ask God to borrow it for another 500 years, oh no.

I'm willing to exchange my fat for me to become an ascetic male god overnight.

"This is the Jinyi Guard's personnel, Fang Tang. The commissioner in charge of investigating the Hanwu plague this time. Jiang Yiwei briefly introduced Fang Tang to the fat man.

"Don't get away from the topic, I'll just ask if you can participate in the assistance of the Han Wu plague this time?" I don't know when a fork appeared in Dongfang Rujing's hand, and under everyone's gaze, three fingers broke a fork.

Bend alive.

"Since ancient times, no one has died, and he has to die early and late. Sister Rujing, I won't go, I'm willing to die in your hands. "Dongfang Rujing is a flower of the Jiangcheng Local War Bureau, and the people who chase her can line up from the door to the Han River.

The fat man was afraid that he would be inexplicably strangled in the cradle by those light enemies when he went out.

Maybe one day he will be super double on his grocery shopping, and he will be pointed at when he plays chess.

The Han River is in the northern part of Gangseong, connecting the imperial city.

Their local combat bureau units are in the west.

"Nonsense, believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth apart?" Dongfang Rujing was about to stick the fork on the fat man's body, and turned to a pot of succulents in front of the windowsill not far from the fat man.

"No, can't I promise it?" the fat man couldn't watch the succulents in the window have an accident, as if the "dark forces" had compromised.

No way

People are under the eaves. Had to bow his head

"Like a mirror, I said that you have to talk about civilization, and it's not good to smash these flowers and plants. Jiang Yiwei saw that the fat man finally compromised, and immediately opened his mouth to say that the East is like a mirror.

Dongfang Rujing put away his face and looked at the fat man with a smile, like a lone wolf who just broke into the flock and feasted.

"Tell me what you want me to do. The fat man sighed, helpless,

Dongfang Rujing, this stinky woman, is so fierce, she shows the existence of force value MAX at every turn, who can withstand it.

Others can stand up to my.

Anyway, Lao Tzu can't stand it.

"It's very simple, go play Zhang Baogen, 'die again'. After Jiang Yiwei put the photo of Director Zhang on the fat man's table, he said with a smile, "Originally, it was okay that Dongfang Rujing didn't come, but as soon as I came, I thought that all the people in the Jiangcheng Local War Bureau had a fight with Zhang Baogen in terms of your size, and both of them were fat." ”

"Why, who is that, eh, isn't Wang Tiedan in our bureau also a fat man?" The fat man still thought about resisting stubbornly, and regretted it before he died.

"Have you just connected to the Internet in the village? People have lost weight, they have become muscular and beautiful men, and many beautiful little sisters in the bureau have a crush on him, don't fix these useless things, I asked you in the early morning, a manly man, you said that you participated in this mission. Dongfang Rujing paused, suddenly thought of something, and added: "The person who regrets it is not a little jJ"

"Dongfang is like a mirror, you old lady is ruthless, if I don't beat you, I won't be called Zheng Hongjun, I, Zheng Hongjun, am your grandson. Zheng Hongjun's face showed an angry look, and he glared at Dongfang Rujing. "Don't push me, there's a limit to my patience. ”

"Come on, you beat me, as long as you have that ability. "Dongfang is like a mirror, with her hands on her waist, like a fierce woman.

"There is a limit to my patience!"

"This little fat man has a lot of backbone. Not humble or arrogant, not bad. Fang Tang nodded approvingly at Zheng Hongjun, the character of this little fat man is indeed rare.

"You may not know that this Zheng Hongjun was bullied by a girl surnamed Hu a while ago, and he scolded the person surnamed Hu who wanted to wash the entire combat bureau with blood, so he went to the cafeteria to help the cooking aunt wash all the carrots fiercely. Jiang Yiwei looked at the two people who were arguing like repeaters, silently approached Fang Tang, and whispered.

"..........Isn't this a slut?,Why is it such a younger brother's behavior.。 Fang Tang glanced at Zheng Hongjun, who was reasoning with Dongfang Rujing.

truly

Enough for my brother,

Actually tried to reason with a woman.

His nickname is indeed Slut Zheng, and every day he puts the sentence that a good man is me and I am Zheng Hongjun on his lips, and my ears are almost calloused. Jiang Yiwei looked at the two people who were still arguing with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh at the moment.

It's nice to be young.

"Okay, okay, don't make any noise. "Fang Tang stood up and did this peacemaker. "If there is anything to talk about later, it is impossible for the bureau to give up this Hanwu operation because of the quarrel between the two of you. Taking the common people of the world as our own responsibility is the right way, as local combatants, we want to benefit one party, and now that such a big thing has happened, you are still arguing here? I am very disappointed in your Jiangcheng Local Operations Bureau, so let's do it, I will report to the commander-in-chief of Jinyiwei, Master Zhang, in a while, and let him decide whether your Jiangcheng Combat Bureau should be retained. ”

"Brother Tang, oh no, my lord, we know that we are wrong, I am willing to cooperate with this mission, and I hope that my lord will raise his noble hand, and do not disband or remove the Jiangcheng Combat Bureau. Zheng Hongjun got up, bent down and apologized to Fang Tang, and stood in front of Jiang Yiwei.

Fang Tang moved his gaze to Dongfang Rujing's body.

Dongfang is like a mirror, but it's very stubborn, don't go overboard.

Fang Tang shook his head helplessly, then turned to leave.

"The task this time is very simple, Zhang Baogen is dead, what we want you to do is for you to play the resurrected Zhang Baogen again", let us release the news later, threatening that Zhang Baogen is not dead, since the murderer does not seek wealth or sex, there must be some deep hatred between the two, and then we will ambush around you as soon as we do it, and we will kill this murderer. Jiang Yiwei briefly introduced his task to Zheng Hongjun in front of him.

Zheng Hongjun nodded, as long as Fang Tang would not remove the plaque of the Jiangcheng Local Operations Bureau, it was easy to say.

"Understood, if you understand, go and prepare, find an autopsy to help you put on makeup, and follow Zhang Baogen's appearance and clothes as it is. Got it?"

"Understood, Director, do you want me to bring a mask, otherwise the plague in Hanwu Town is too serious, I'm afraid that I won't be able to come back if I pass, and I still have an old mother at home to respect." Zheng Hongjun flashed with tears, and looked at Jiang Yiwei with red eyes.

"Get out. Jiang Yiwei naturally knew that this Zheng Hongjun was an orphan, an orphan who grew up in the bureau since he was a child, where was there an old mother.

"Okay. ”