Tang Jiancai wanted to observe Luo Su through Li Sanxiang.

Suddenly, I saw that the prestige potential in my mind increased by 300 points.

He immediately realized something.

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"Tang Jian, you killed the F-class warrior and Sequence 8 psychic Luo Su on April 2, 2331 A.D. in the Canaan calendar, and you gained 300 reputation potential points. ”

"This ...... Luo Su is really dead. ”

Tang Jian was a little stunned, and suddenly he didn't know what kind of mood he was in now, what to say.

Of course, this is not because he killed a beautiful woman, he will be soft-hearted and regret it.

Such a powerful and evil Sequence 8 psychic was killed by him, and he still felt a little emotional and proud in his heart.

At the same time, he was even more relieved.

Relieved both for the maids who were still alive in the branch library, and for himself.

"It seems that Suqier's shuriken has played a role, otherwise since Luo Su, the female devil, can survive for so long, she should be able to continue to hold on if there is no problem.

But she died.

Luo Su killed so many maids, and killed the bald boss without blinking an eye, I killed Luo Xu, and I can be regarded as avenging the innocent boss. ”

Tang Jian praised himself.

Immediately enter God's perspective.

It was found that within a radius of 100 miles, there was already only one white dot and one green dot.

The white dot should be Li Sanxiang.

Tang Jian quickly locked on, and his consciousness was immersed in the past.

The environment was blurry in my mind.

Tang Jian found that he was already in a room.

Several figures appeared in his field of vision.

One of them, who exuded a white glow, was Li Sanxiang.

There were also two doctors in white coats and two nurses.

Looking at the blurry scene, it should be in the hospital room, but Luo Xu's body is not seen.

At this moment, Li Sanxiang's voice sounded.

"You should know who she is, although she is dead, but the body is not something that your hospital can move. Remember to keep it until someone from our main building arrives. ”

The two doctors both nodded, and one of the middle-aged female doctors said, "Pavilion Master Li, don't worry, we know how to protect the body of a character like Lord Luo." ”

"Hmm. Not only her corpse, but also the corpse of another man, well preserved. ”

Li Sanxiang didn't seem to be in a good mood, and said in a deep voice, "That's it, I'll go back first." ”

After repeated reassurance from two doctors.

Li Sanxiang turned around and left tiredly, carrying two urn-like things in his hands.

Tang Jian's heart moved, "Could it be that the extraordinary characteristics of Luo Su and He Yinyue are in these two urns?"

In the records left by Su Qier, Tang Jian knew that after the death of psychics and bloodline people, the corpses would turn into some strange things.

Most of these things are psychic materials or special bloodlines that they used in their lifetimes, and they are called extraordinary properties.

For example, as soon as a psychic dies, their sequence psychic will also die, and the corpse will be transformed into the form of psychic material.

After others use this psychic material to successfully channel, a new psychic object will be born.

But the new psychic will definitely not have the memory consciousness of the previous psychic object, but a new state.

Tang Jian looked at the two boxes in Li Sanxiang's hands that were suspected of containing extraordinary characteristics, and his heart was also itching.

But after thinking about it for a moment, he still dispelled a certain thought.

"If these are really extraordinary characteristics, Pavilion Master Li must be ready to wait for the people from the main hall to receive them.

Luo Su is dead, and he definitely doesn't dare to take these things.

I don't know what masters will be sent down, and I dare to fight these extraordinary characteristics at this time, and it will be troublesome for the masters of the main hall to come down and investigate.

The main thing is that I don't know what kind of psychic or bloodline the master of the main hall will be, and if there is any special tracking method, it is asking for trouble. ”

Once bitten by a snake for ten years, I was afraid of the well rope.

Tang Jian is also much more cautious now, he doesn't want to get into trouble, he just wants to wait to go to the level 4 city headquarters after being discharged from the hospital.

Looking at the prestige potential value again, Tang Jian found that the prestige potential value had increased by 20 points.

He was stunned for a moment, and clicked on the details to check.

"Tang Jian, you are in the Canaan calendar...... Harvesting the fear of F-rank warrior Li Sanxiang, you gain 20 reputation potential. ”

"Li Sanxiang is actually afraid of me? It seems that he is also afraid, but I have already disguised my identity and put on a righteous hood before, and he must not know my identity. ”

Tang Jian knew the origin of this prestige potential value as soon as he thought about it.

It looks like it has become a reputation potential of 326 points.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl with a smile.

With so much prestige potential, it was enough to raise his agility to the level of an E-class warrior.

"Li Sanxiang is afraid of me now, if Hu Xiangrong knows that his two major killers are missing, I'm afraid he will also start to be suspicious, and maybe contribute to my prestige potential. ”

Tang Jian comfortably put his hands behind his head, rang the call bell of the hospital bed, and took the initiative to remind the nurse Chen Ke to change the dressing.

"Now, I can be a patient who is in peace. ”

...

You can't pretend to be a dull time, and it's fleeting.

Three days later.

Tang Jian was greeted by the turtle and the grasshopper and went through the discharge procedures.

In the middle of this, Li Bei'er called to inquire about it, but no one asked about him again.

Luo Xu's death made Li Sanxiang feel very bad, and even the middle and high-level cadres with the entire branch library were also panicked, speculating whether the main library would be angry after the people came down, and no one noticed Tang Jian at all.

Tang Jian was so happy that after being discharged from the hospital, he invited Chen Ke to have a meal with him, and began to live a leisurely life from a patient to a behind-the-scenes boss.

By this day, the killer leader Hu Xiangrong had finally contributed another 25 reputation potential points.

The other party appeared shocked and suspicious, as if they had discovered the disappearance of two of their men.

This also alleviates Tang Jian's prestige dilemma after consuming 285 reputation potential points to increase his agility to E-level level.

Another three days passed.

In the residential training room of the branch library.

Tang Jian worked hard to hone his mastery of his body's strength and speed.

He stepped on the earth, according to the power condensation method in the "Basic Dao Fist", his body was like holding a pill, and the strength of his body was gathered in his hands.

Every time he shook his fist and high-fived, he was wrapped in vigor and fiercely bombarded the iron sand bag on the opposite side.

The old cowhide was wrapped in an iron sand bag wrapped in a nylon burlap bag, which was deformed and broken with his punch and kick.

"Drink ——!"

At a certain moment, Tang Jian's arms and muscles bulged, and the long tendons of black and blue jumped straight and looked quite terrifying, and he suddenly punched like a storm.

In an instant, the piercing fist wind reverberate.

A terrifying aura of terror rolled up throughout the room.

A series of eight fist shadows are like crabs dancing claws, and they are like eight dragons playing with pearls, and they bombard the iron sand bag in an instant.

Bang ——

Eight blows in a dense manner, almost one.

The iron sand bag is like a broken watermelon that has been bombed, breaking open eight gaps in the loud noise, and the iron sand that has been squeezed and exploded is flying all over the sky, dripping to the ground.

Tang Jian's figure walked out of the iron sand in the sky, with a wolf's back and a bee's waist, covered in layers of blocks, with a blue-black head, and stepping on the iron sand with bare feet, full of a sense of brutal muscular male power impact.

"Brother Jian. ”

The call of a turtle was heard outside the training room.

"Someone from the main hall is here. ”

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