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All the demon beasts immediately lined up, and even Taijiu woke up, got off the ground, and lined up with Chen Jing.

Liao Hua's face immediately stiffened. Lao Qiao took off his mask: Master! It's not that I'm stingy! You guys have to eat the fried dumplings you bought!

Liao Hua had no choice but to pay for it and asked Hu Yao: Is Miao San here?

Hu Yao didn't answer and looked up at the sky, then jumped out, everyone followed and hid elsewhere, and with a bang, the fat cat Miao San crawled out of the pit and lined up.

Everyone received a fried dumpling and went back to school happily.

Hei San greeted Liao Hua: Master Liao, why didn't you wear the uniform of our yamen. The man is pretty, dressed in soap, dressed in black and stylish!

Hei San did something with Huangpu yesterday, and issued a black suit to the people of the police department, which was the uniform of the action team. It is the uniform of the masters of the secret security bureau, which is very famous among the people. Woo everyone into the Security Bureau.

Lao Shao said to him: Hei San! You are now a member of the Imperial City Division, and you are not afraid of others saying that you eat inside and out!

Hei San was not convinced: I have been working in the Secret Security Bureau for half my life, and I have feelings, and people have to miss the old. Shangguan Laotu, I've known him for a long time, and he's not that kind of person.

Lao Shao didn't argue with him, and turned his head to Liao Hua: "Master Liao!" A few of us want to ask the old man Qiao for advice, but the old man doesn't give face, can you persuade him?

Qiaoshang: Master! The treasure book you gave is the secret method inside the door! My old bridge does not accept apprentices, and the art industry is passed on to big-eyed pigtails, you know this! These are Mr. Rhubarb's protectors, and a master like Rhubarb doesn't ask for it, come to me, isn't this nonsense!

Talk to the king: Master Rhubarb is not untaught, but we are all here for all ages. It's good to say that the iron hand has a foundation, but our three brothers have old arms and legs, and they really can't practice, so we can only learn Buddhism with them.

Iron Hand also said: To be honest, we have asked about rhubarb. Yesterday, the old gentleman had already taught the Fa, and Rhubarb demanded that we must get your consent before we can cultivate. The old man just didn't spit out, and Wang was still waiting to rush back to Beijing.

Liao Hua: Then the Great Elder, you agree!

Lao Qiao nodded: Thank you, Master!

The old bridge collected money, one person and a piece of the ocean as a worship ceremony, and accepted four people as registered disciples!

Liao Hua turned around and went to the station, put away the blanket halfway, Taijiu got into his pocket and continued to sleep.

Liao Hua continued to catch the commuter bus.

The old money who collected the money looked at him in an official uniform: Have you graduated?

Liao Hua is honest: No! But he has already been conferred an official.

Lao Qian asked: Which unit?

Liao Hua: For the time being, the salary will be paid by Jingxi University!

Lao Qian waved his hand: Come on! Inside the system, you can get on the car!

Liao Hua went up, and he went all the way.

Got off at the South Station and exited the station.

The janitor asked Lao Qian: What happened again? Why did the people from the Security Bureau follow the car?

Old Qian took a look: That's true! I looked familiar and thought it was a student.

No matter how they guessed, Liao Hua wore a blue-clothed uniform and a knife all the way over, making way for him everywhere. Outside the station, the idler thief saw him and immediately turned around and opened the way.

Liao Hua was very strange, and after walking a long way, he realized that everyone regarded himself as a patrol officer.

Either way, hurry up and go shopping in Dashilar.

At this time, south of the front gate, at No. 36 Tan'er Hutong, Director Zhang Ming of the Dashilan Police Station commanded his subordinate police officers to move things out.

A sentry from the periphery ran back: Report to the director, the old man of the director's family has entered the bathhouse and has just entered the water.

A few more security team members ran back: report to the leader, several police stations have arranged people along the way, and everything is normal at present.

Director Zhang Ming waved his hand: Let's go! It's over, I'll treat you to dinner!

Everyone flattered together: How can we be? We will give you a celebration banquet for the director!

Zhang Ming pretended to be serious: Don't talk nonsense! I am a policeman to do my best for the emperor and the safety of the people, not for personal prosperity!

The earth-shattering sound of everyone's sycophants: The leader is really high-spirited! It's so admirable, we learn for a lifetime, and we don't know if we can learn a little skin!

Zhang Ming smiled so much that he couldn't open his eyes: My old Zhang is a nostalgic person, and I will never forget everyone. In two days, the appointment will be announced. The old man's fritter pot stall is too unsafe in our place. For the position of the director of the bureau, those three subordinates can do everything. Put it in front of the old horse and survive the next few days. As long as I go up, I promise you to fulfill my promises.

Everyone's spirits are up, follow the leader!

When the car went out, all of a sudden, Lao Zhang's heart was cold!

A young policeman, carrying a knife and a burden under his feet, looked very playfully at the fried fritter pot stall that had just been launched.