This afternoon, Zhuo Yi was depressed in the office.

He received a morning of complaint calls, all from "enthusiastic citizens", and the main complaint was about the 60th Middle School. Many enthusiastic citizens expressed their incomprehension of the behavior of the 60th Middle School not having a holiday today and continuing to attend classes.

Although there is no movement in the Demon Hunter's revenge plan yet, it is a group of cunning gangsters! God knows what kind of perverted things they're going to do to kids...... These days, there are a lot of injuries caused by those psychologically dark perverts!

For example, a while ago, there was a scum who should have been hit by five thunders from the sky, and he stabbed two children who were still in elementary school on the way to school! Such a person should be delayed, and he should go to hell! The soul cannot be reborn forever! What are you doing to a child...... If you have the ability, you will rush to order the real person to come!

At that time, Zhuo Yi saw this news, which made him angry.

So in fact, Zhuo Yi is not incomprehensible to these problems, but many times the suspension of classes is not something that he can decide by himself...... Sometimes when you are in a high position, you have more restraints, and you have to be cautious in everything you do.

This time, there was no suspension of classes in Sixty Middle School, which was considered by a combination of many factors, although Zhuo Yi did not know what factors Principal Chen and Shangfeng considered before making this decision. However, as the principal, Principal Chen has never made a mistake in every decision in the 60s...... And in fact, it is true, the revenge announcement launched by the returnee elite of the Demon Hunting Society was in the morning, but it is now in the afternoon, and there is not even a shadow to be seen.

"Brother Zhuo, it doesn't seem to be moving now?" The office of the General Administration and the office of the Deputy General Administration are in the same room, Zhong Lang glanced at the time, poked his head out and asked Zhuo Yi.

Zhuo Yi shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "Hen, ......"

He didn't know what was going on......

And I don't know why, now Zhuo Yi has a good premonition, he feels that a huge shadow is slowly enveloping him on his head, and finally turns into a pot and buckles directly on his head.

And just as Zhuo Yi was thinking wildly, his mobile phone suddenly vibrate......

Zhuo Yi glanced at the caller ID.

This is a call from Secretary Dakang......

"It can't be so mysterious, right?" Zhuo Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, and then picked up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, the old secretary's unsparing praise came directly: "Little Zhuozi! You've done a great job! ”

Zhuo Yi: "......"

He...... What did he do again?

Secretary Dakang: "We found the corpse of the elite returnees of the Demon Hunting Society in a mountain forest. Including this organizational plan, Elder Ji Xing! Now this Elder Ji Xing is left alive alone! The elite group of returnees of the Demon Hunting Club has been wiped out! You tell me honestly, did the old man behind you shoot again? ”

Zhuo Yi: "I ...... the old secretary"

"Don't you, yours, I know it's all arranged!"

Secretary Dakang: "That senior master, if you are willing to come out to meet at any time, I am always welcome." He's been a great help! ”

Zhuo Yi: "Then ...... now"

Secretary Dakang: "What are you doing now?" Hurry up and hold a press conference, this time the elite group of returnees of the demon hunting meeting was served in a pot, and I want to see what else the people in the AN group have to say on the Internet. ”

Zhuo Yi: "......"

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The Demon Hunters' grand plan to organize overseas elites to attack the Sixty Middle School ended at the cost of almost all of them killed, but there were still two people who did not die...... One is Elder Ji Xing, who is struggling, and the other is Elder Yaren, who is in the resurrection stage of the ghost animal and has been taken into custody.

Both of them were the first and second ranked top players in the elite of the returnees this time, but even so, both of them had completely lost their combat capabilities, and it was completely impossible to participate in the battle in a short period of time.

The noon in the middle of the sixty was still quiet, and Qiu Ye's pancake and fruit stall was ready to close at noon, and just when Qiu Ye was about to push the cart away, suddenly another guest with a black umbrella and a snow-white face came. This man's breath was very cold, and when he got closer, it seemed that even the temperature of the stove on the pancake cart had dropped by several points.

A small black umbrella covered half of the visitor's face, making it impossible to see the whole picture.

Qiu Ye raised his eyebrows, and then sighed silently in his heart: "This gentleman...... I don't have enough batter here, so I'll have to make the last one, do you want to add shortbread or fritters? The ingredients of my pancake fruit are a little less fresh by noon, if you still want it, you can be cheaper......"

The person under the black umbrella silently spoke: "Fritters." ”

Be concise and to the point, not more than half a word.

"Okay." Qiu Ye nodded and began to make pancakes.

When the egg was beaten, Qiu Ye couldn't help but sigh: "It's really peaceful today." ”

The people under the black umbrella heard the words and were silent.

"This person, just like this pancake fruit, whether to add sweet sauce or hot sauce, you have to make a careful choice in the end. Some places can be provoked, and some places cannot be provoked......" Speaking of this, one of Qiu Ye's pancake fruits had already been made, and then he wrapped it in oiled paper very familiarly: "Come, young man, your pancake fruit." ”

The guest with a black umbrella stared at the pancakes and did not move for a long time, he watched Qiu Ye push the cart away from the end of the road......

Under the black umbrella, President Bai was stunned.

He had just stood still for a long time, not in thought, but in place by a powerful aura...... So that his whole body can't move half a step at all!

Could these sixty really be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

Even an old man selling pancakes and fruits at the door is so terrifying?

Chairman Bai squinted deeply and began to weigh the stakes.

Then he lowered his head and nibbled on the pancake fruit in his hand......

Kindness......

Fried......

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On the other side, at the position of the window of the third class of high school, Wang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his pupils reunited from a dilated state. The Great Spiritualization Technique just now is a method for attaching one's soul to other people's bodies, and he went to Qiu Ye's body to remind this Bai President, although he is not sure if it has any effect, but it can be said that this time it is the "ultimatum" of the king's order.

Wang's mother taught him to be a polite child since he was a child, and he had to bow first and then soldier in everything! Wang Ling felt that the reminder he had just given should be said to be ...... Quite polite too!

But whether or not President Bai understood what he meant was another matter......