The security department is using this presiding over the negotiations as an opportunity to further intervene in the Xiuzhen realm. From the previous simple supervision and punishment gradually penetrated. The first step was to formulate the rules of the fight this time, and slowly became the arbiter of the Xiuzhen realm.

The security department can't help it. Their strength was too thin, and the most powerful ones were only three Jindan stage cultivators. In order to discipline a person, sometimes it is necessary to resort to the Damen faction. Of course, they can also mobilize the power of the state. This can only be used as a means of deterrence, and cannot be used lightly.

Therefore, the leaders of the security department immediately agreed as soon as they heard the request of Han Guanyang and the others. And he looked at the three of them differently and felt that he had a great future for training.

Hua Hanzhou and these three people have no sense of future. They can't help it when they work in the security department. Their family or sect has no support in the secular world. He had no choice but to commit to the national security department. As the saying goes, they are the minions of the Six Doors. The three of them felt very disgraceful, and they all felt a head short in front of Wu Zhen and Li Mantun.

In the twenty-first, only Zhang Qiusheng's family was really good to them. What they are afraid of now is that Zhang Qiusheng does not cultivate the truth, in case he starts to cultivate the truth, will he still treat them like this?

Of the one million that sponsored the military region, Zhang Qiusheng alone contributed 500,000 yuan, and Wu Zhen and Li Mantun each contributed 250,000 yuan. Hua Hanzhou and the three of them are also going out. Zhang Qiusheng said in front of Wu Zhen and Li Mantun: "This fight was fought for me, but they caused the trouble." So it's fair that I give half and they give half out. It's enough for you to help fight it, so don't let the money out. ”

Wu Zhen and Li Mantun could only smile bitterly and nod in acknowledgement. In fact, it should be up to them to come out. Is it reasonable for your family to instigate others to beat Zhang Qiusheng? Do you want Zhang Qiusheng to pay for it himself? There is no way to make sense of this. It's just that everyone is a brother, so there is no need to say more about some things.

The Education Commission finally approved No. 21 Middle School as a pilot school for patriotic education. April 6, 1992, the fourth Monday of the third lunar month. The weather is sunny, with an average temperature of 17 degrees Celsius. At 6:40 a.m., more than 1,000 teachers and students from No. 21 Middle School marched with neat steps on Renmin Road, a street in the center of Qilin.

Special forces camouflage as training uniforms, standard and uniform pace. The 21st Central Military Band played a military march. The majestic military music and the majestic queue made the citizens who rushed to work and school in the early morning stop and watch.

At the front is Changle as the flag bearer, and behind is a military flag with a flag guard on each side. And then there were phalanxes one by one. In front of each phalanx is also a flag bearer, behind which is a red flag, with the name of each class in gold on it, and the flags on both sides.

There are no other tricks, just walking. Hard, out of the indomitable momentum, out of the majesty of others, out of the courage to defeat a qiē enemy and never retreat domineering.

When passing by the CPPCC auditorium, the front flag bearer often shouted loudly: "Salute - salute!" The white gloved right hand then swept over his chest with a standard military salute, and the phalanx that followed closely behind suddenly saluted the secretary of the municipal party committee, the mayor, and the commander of the military region on the steps of the auditorium.

Majestically stepping on the concrete floor, making a sound of "Peng, Peng, Peng", reflecting the dignified and upright military might.

This kind of pace and momentum made Commander Xia and the Standing Political Commissar also moved. The commander, political commissar, and all instructors of the military region gave military salutes. Li Huiyuan, Fang Jinzhong, officials of the municipal party committee and the municipal government saluted the team.

This is the case for every phalanx in the back that passes through the CPPCC auditorium. Except for the non-salute, the marching band is the same as an ordinary phalanx.

The drill training since the beginning of the school year has finally come to fruition. Zhang Qiusheng moved the military parade ceremony that would only come many years later in advance, purely for fun, but it did have a shocking effect. There are a lot of people on both sides of the road, enjoying this refreshing military parade.

Qi Minghan stood in the team of government officials, looking at the scene in front of him, and his heart was mixed. He admitted that the military region was completely correct in choosing the 21 st Middle School as a pilot project. All the schools in Qilin City combined are not eligible for this in the twenty-one.

The city's joint entrance examination, the provincial middle school student sports meeting, and the military parade in front of him, Qi Minghan could not help but recognize the results of the 21st Middle School. Ji Changhai's work ability is really speechless. Even if Yang Shancai has half of Ji Changhai's ability, it is much more worry-free. That's mud and can't stick to the wall!

As long as Ji Changhai gives him a few high-quality students, he can bring the entire school up. Yang Shancai concentrated the city's high-quality students, and did not make any significant Mingtang. Alas, you have to throw away the goods.

Ji Changhai is just too disobedient, too disobedient to the Education Committee, and too disobedient to me, the director. All the achievements he has achieved have nothing to do with the education committee, and nothing to do with me, the director.

"Peng, Peng, Peng" seemed to be the pace of shaking the earth, and it seemed to step on Qi Minghan's heart, making him breathless. My heart is beating faster, and my blood pressure seems to be rising.

"Hey, there are foreigners!" There was an exclamation from the crowd of onlookers. The Japanese and Korean students could not tell the difference, but the American students were white and black at a glance.

The crowd asked what kind of school it was. Twenty-one middle school, and Japanese and Korean students, you can't tell the difference.

Twenty-one? No, it's the worst school in the city.

What year are you looking at the yellow calendar? Twenty-one is not what it used to be. The top 20 in the city's joint entrance examination were rounded by them, do you know? Provincial Middle School Games, they won a big victory, and the gold and silver medals came back with a big bag, you know? Good years, golden years, and people's troubles, do you know?

The phalanx is a team of past, and finally the teacher phalanx. The front flag bearer and flag guard Qi Minghan know each other, and they are both original physical education teachers of No. 1 Middle School. Since the beginning of this semester, I have been noisy with him at the Education Committee. The phalanx of teachers is not as majestic as the students, but they are all full of energy.

Qi Minghan saw Ji Changhai. This old guy was wearing a camouflage uniform, with a straight waist and a ruddy complexion, and it seemed that there were many fewer wrinkles on his face. His legs can be raised so high when he kicks the right step, and his feet make such a loud sound when he steps on the ground.

The square team only saluted the party, government, and military leaders present, and ordinary officials only passed by. Ji Changhai didn't see Qi Minghan. Qi Minghan also avoided Ji Changhai's gaze intentionally or unintentionally, he was too lazy to look at this old guy.

Qi Minghan felt sad, he had not had many henchmen after running the Education Committee for so many years. So much so that such a large piece of fat in Twenty-One couldn't be eaten. If you find someone who is not very good and sits in the principal's position to embezzle, then it is better to let this old guy continue to work. Ji Changhai hates it in other ways, but he will never be corrupt, which Qi Minghan still believes very much.

Having said that, even if Ji Changhai embezzles others, he won't have too much gossip. Why? The money is earned by himself, as long as it is not too excessive, it is really hard to say anything about him. If someone is transferred to embezzlement, Qi Minghan will not be able to take the road himself.

Alas, Ji Changhai's heart is a little more active, so let you work for a few more years. You're about to retire anyway. However, the Education Commission will not report the invoice of 30,000 yuan or 20,000 yuan, you can't say too much, right? Do you still have the Education Committee in mind?

After the parade is over, no matter how entangled Qi Minghan is in his heart, let's go back to the twenty-first.

The security department invited five Yuan infant stage masters, including the head of the Kunlun faction, the head of the Xizhi sect, the head of the Wuchong sect of the Zhongnan faction, the head of the Yunyi sect of the Qiyun faction, and the head of the Jingyi sect of Dengyun Temple, to come to the 21st Middle School and arrange a shielding formation along the wall.

These five people are all a few masters of the Yuan Infant Stage who have not achieved much fruit in the cultivation realm, and Jing Yi is even closer to the Ascension Stage. The security department had to make sure that the cultivator war did not hurt ordinary people, and that they could not even be seen by ordinary people.

This time the movement was very big. The main reason is that the attackers come from all over the world, and there are too many cultivators of truth, demons, and evil sects, and the momentum is built up in this way.

There were already many cultivators in Bahe Lake, and there were too many people who came to watch the battle when they heard the news. When there are many people, it is inevitable that there will be chaos, and if there is chaos, it will be difficult to ensure that there will be no strange things.

The security services have stipulated that no one who is not a party to the war is allowed to enter or linger around the 21st Central School. There is no reason, the cultivation of real people cannot disturb the normal life of ordinary people, and they cannot affect the normal world view of ordinary people.

Non-cultivators who participated in the war, or those who practiced martial arts, were also approached by the security services. Tell them what to expect, and not to talk about anything they see.

The security department clearly told the martial arts practitioners that we are only the state security department. Whether you are fugitives or not, whatever crimes you have committed before, this is not our business. However, if you dare to tell the outside world about the process of this fight, you will taste whether the ordinary police are good or we are good.

In fact, for martial arts practitioners, the security department also makes a show. I can't even figure out who is coming, so how can I control them from talking nonsense? Fortunately, these martial artists who can mix with cultivators already have a little understanding of the cultivation realm, and some are even directly on the periphery of a certain cultivation sect, just like the Sun family is the periphery of the Liu family.

In the end, the security department said irresponsibly, "If you win the war, you can go in peace." We don't care. If we lose the battle and are sent to the police station by the students of No. 21 Middle School, we don't care.

As for the non-cultivators in the twenty-one, it is up to the cultivators among them to say that the security services believe them.

The Xiuzhen youth of the twenty-first middle school has been suffering from headaches by these ordinary martial arts students in the past few days. Although I have been prepared for a long time and know that these students will definitely participate, I still sincerely hope that it is better for these students to participate in military training. Too dangerous. They don't know if their own lives can be saved, how can they ensure that ordinary students are not harmed?

But Wang Changqing and Cao Zhongmin, who were in the first class of high school, had to participate in the quarrel. Together every day, they have already seen the problem from the clues of these great gods in the class. So it was like being beaten with chicken blood and eating tobacco bag oil.

Write a will and explain the so-called afterlife. Write a blood book and promise that no one will be responsible if you die. But whether it is chicken blood or pig blood is a question mark.