Chapter Ninety-Two: The strength assessment of the peripheral team of the Huaxia Official Night Bureau

"Ahhhhh

The next day, the weekend of the week.

woke up naturally at nine o'clock in the morning, and when he woke up, Fang Ran let out a sick moan as soon as he woke up.

"Are you a pig? It's past the morning, aren't you going to get out of bed yet? ”

Ling floated by Fang Ran's window and shouted at him.

"Please! I was in the game yesterday! A healthy and patriotic young man has been wrongfully put into the game, do you know what a blow this is to him! ”

Fang Ran turned into a colored snail form in a second, slapped the bed board angrily and said accusatory:

"And! Sister, do you remember that I was catching a cold! Bad cold! I had a big fight at night with my illness, and I ran and flew back...... Sneeze!! ”

Before he finished speaking, Fang Ran let out a big sneeze and sobbed.

Ling looked at him speechlessly.

I almost forgot that this was a cold-catching night fighter.

"Hey!! Brother, are you up!! ”

At this moment, Meng Lang pushed the door open and walked in while shouting.

I'll go, why did you come into my house and follow your own door! Bastard!

"Brother, what are you doing! Are you rubbing my brown wheat and sweet oranges again? ”

Fang Ran shrunk in the quilt and asked with only one head exposed.

"Brother, am I that kind of person?" Meng Lang rolled his eyes, and then skillfully took out the Xuanmai sweet orange and washed a bag for himself.

, you're not like that, so what are you doing now?

"Dude, it's time for us to go."

"Let's go!? Where to? ”

"The strength of the official team is assessed!"

Meng Lang said with a look of course.

"Give it up, this thing is now relying on his own cold, and it is estimated that he will not come out of his quilt today."

Ling floated to the side and said disdainfully.

"Uh...."

Meng Lang looked at it as if to confirm what Ling said was true, and stared vigilantly at his 'quilt snail'...

Then pondered for a second.

Smiling and patting 'snail ran' said:

"Brother, in addition to the strength assessment today, there is also the registration of personal information, what about this personal information..."

"There is a column in it that is the bank card number and personal authentication, if there is no this, the allowance of 5,000 yuan at the end of this month..."

"You get the idea."

Meng Lang smiled deeply and knowingly.

"Let's go! Let's go now! ”

Ling: "......"

Then she gritted her teeth and roared in her heart!

Feed! The one over there, you stick your face out! I'll show you something good!

......

......

"Uh,, brother, what are we doing in such a high-end hotel?"

Fang Ran followed Meng Lang and took a car to a high-end hotel in the city center.

As soon as he entered the hall, the luxurious atmosphere of the local tyrant slapped a poor young man who had never seen the world in the face.

"The official people live here."

"I'm going, they're so rich to live in? I smell the smell of corruption from the reimbursement of travel at public expense...."

Meng Lang rolled his eyes, please, brother, you have watched too much on the judicial channel, the eldest lady of the Hua family clearly has the intention of going out to play on a business trip, and she still uses it to reimburse?

The two stepped on the crimson floor and found the official location of the two in the presidential suite on the top floor.

Standing at the door, Fang Ran was a little nervous, there was no way, ordinary people would inevitably beat drums when they went to see powerful people, of course, more importantly....

If I'm not mistaken, the two of them seem to have been scolded by him a few days ago...

Especially the big sister with beautiful breasts and a big love mask, who was chased by him for three streets...

Uh, I'm so sorry.

Fang Ran silently repented in his heart, but Meng Lang thought that he was still a little uneasy, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously and comforted:

"Don't worry! Brother, with my brother here, we will definitely be able to get a good score! ”

"Poof! Brother, when you say that, I'm even more out of the picture. ”

Fang Ran looked at him like a dead fish, and then the two pushed the door and walked in.

"Huh? Here it comes? Just now the hotel guy told me you're here, and I'm still wondering how long you're going to talk at the door. ”

Seeing the two walk in, Su Qun stood up and walked over with a stack of papers.

"Are the side effects of dementia better?"

Then Su Qun looked at Fang Ran and asked calmly.

Dementia?

Fang Ran looked confused for a moment, and then felt that Meng Lang secretly slapped him, making a look, and the two entered eye contact mode like on the top of the building.

——

Dude! What is dementia?

Eh, man, I don't have to hide that you sent my sister home.

Depend on! So that's how you cover it up!?

Eh, hey, hey (cute... )

Bastard! I remembered!

- Eye contact mode turned off.

"Uh, alright, alright."

Fang Ran hurriedly replied, and Su Qun looked at him a few more times.

"It seems that the side effects of your abilities are not small, and the cold-like side effects have not subsided."

No, this 'magical girl' really catches a cold.

Ling sneered secretly in Fang Ran's hood.

"This is fast, fast, and it will be fine in a few days."

"Okay, let's fill out these two simple forms first, and I'll give you some basic information in the meantime."

Fang Ran and Meng Lang came to the coffee table and sat down, and began to fill in the form, the content of the form was extremely simple, as simple as fraud.

Name, gender, ability description, when to become a participant.

Nope.

Fang Ran was instantly shocked.

I'm rubbing, big brother, your category is too simple, right!? And fill in the bank card number that I said!

"Brother, you're lying to me again!"

Fang Ran lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said.

"No, brother, if you don't come, how can people confirm your information."

Meng Lang looked sincere.

"Then why is this watch so simple!?"

"Please, brother, people are state organs, as long as you know your name, won't other information be available in minutes?"

Meng Lang whispered:

"And ah, it's not impossible for the night battle participants to falsify information if they want to, so it's okay to fill it out at will, it's mainly a test for a while."

Ignoring the whispers of the two, Su Qun sat opposite the two of them and slowly began to explain very seriously.

"Because of their extraordinary abilities, the participants in the night battle are particularly important."

"Especially for the state."

Speaking of which, Su Qun looked very serious.

"So, a long time ago, there was an organization formed spontaneously by people, and it has survived until now, which is the predecessor of the state organ, the Night Bureau."

"Due to the existence of many reasons, I hope you can dedicate your strength to this land."

Su Qun was still talking, Fang Ran listened, and asked in a low voice:

"Brother, what's the reason for a lot?"

"Hey, what else can there be, the main thing is national strife, social stability, oh yes, there is also a backlash..."

The form has been filled, and the two handed it to Su Qun, who took it, nodded very seriously, and said to the two solemnly and seriously:

"On behalf of the state organ-China Night War Scene Supervision Bureau, I welcome you to join, Fang Ran, Meng Lang."

Fang Ran was a little flattered, he originally thought that this was a form of accepting a little brother, but he didn't expect the other party to attach so much importance to it, seriously, seriously, Su Qun's words of serving the country just now burned him.

If you have the strength to fight for your country...

"Eh, brother, I always feel that the other side attaches great importance to the meaning of the two of us."

Fang Ran slapped Meng Lang's lower back, and asked in a low voice while Su Qun was looking down at the form.

"Well, because it was said that a certain family in a high position played a score for the participants who just joined, and it ended up annoying others, causing that person to defect at night, so now, for the newcomer to join, it is very serious."

"Also, there is no this, this is normal, we are super rare night battle participants, we are superpowers, and we are not cabbages that can be seen everywhere."

Meng Lang glanced at Fang Ran strangely.

I've long felt a little strange, my brother's understanding of night battles is not very clear, and there are values, it seems that there are some deviations?

"Oh, that's right."

Fang Ran Khan, it turns out that this is the case.

However, at this moment, Su Qun, who was looking at the information form of the two, was stunned.

In his hand, the most important column of the ability description of the two tables reads:

'You can use a chocolate box to cast a magic'

'Unleash a magic beam by waving the pan in your hand'

Suqun: "......"

What kind of weird thing is this!??