【Ding.】 】

[The task has been completed, the combat power value is +100, the yin value is +10, the number of draws is +1, and the follow-up tasks are loading......]

As soon as the system prompt ended, Chen Pi felt a hot heat suddenly flow out of his body. This heat flowed from the mouth of the heart to the internal organs, and finally to the limbs, and even every muscle and cell was moisturized.

Originally, tangerine peel was a fat body, but the combat power of this moment alone seemed to have tamped those soft fat bodies.

Described in terms of feel.

Fat has become a real muscle.

Is it so fierce?

You don't need to cultivate at all, you can directly improve your combat effectiveness, and bow to the system boss.

Chen Pi likes this humanized design too much, as for the Yin virtue value? I don't know what it is for the time being, and the number of draws......

As soon as he silently read the word lottery, a roulette wheel dozens of feet high appeared in the system in his brain, and it began to spin with a bang.

Countless patterns flew in front of my eyes.

Ten seconds later, the hands of the roulette wheel freeze on an object resembling lipstick.

"What is this?"

Chen Pi was confused, went through all the hardships and dangers, and almost lost his life, so he smoked a lipstick?

Could it be that his bad luck is committed again?

Hit a trash?

In the artifact bar of the system, next to the [onion], which has become gray and unusable, there is an extra pattern out of thin air, and the word [lipstick] is clearly written on the pattern.

"It's really lipstick."

Just when Chen Pi sighed.

A shrill siren sounded from outside the cliff slope.

It didn't take long.

A group of uniformed police officers rushed to the cliff slope, and Zhao Zimin made the initial communication with the police on behalf of the eyewitnesses, then every student, and of course, the villagers who fainted from crying and did not cry on the cliff slope.

No matter how simple it used to be.

A crime is a crime.

Kidnapping should be punished as it deserves.

It was probably because Chen Pi's performance last night attracted the attention of the police, and soon, a middle-aged man in plain clothes walked towards him.

The others tossed for a night, and they couldn't stand anymore for a long time, but Chen Pi was different, he had just received the system's combat power buff bonus, and he had inexhaustible strength all over his body.

I want to find someone to fight.

It is this extremely exposed performance that directly makes the middle-aged man's eyes narrow, how to describe it, this man who came to Chen Pi's side is like a weasel, a thief, a, a cigarette in his mouth, and his clothes are crumpled.

"Fire is forbidden in the mountains, you will look very unqualified." I don't know why, Chen Pi wanted to scold the middle-aged man at this moment.

Covering the sight of others, the middle-aged man raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the cigarette in his mouth turned directly into a bubble.

There was a snap.

The bubble shattered into a splash and vanished.

Oops, hey.

This magic trick has become really level.

Chen Pi couldn't help but want to applaud the other party.

Then he saw a pure black document: "Get acquainted, Secret Investigation Bureau, three-star agent, thoughtful." You can call me Lao Zhou, or you can call me Brother Zhou, or Brother Quan. ”

Rubbing his fingers, he conjured up another cigarette, and handed it to Chen Pi very casually: "Little brother, what is the teacher?" There are so many unjust souls, it's okay, the face is not red and the heart is not beating, admire and admire. ”

It's embarrassing.

It turns out that people regard themselves as like-minded people.

In fact, you really can't blame Zhou Quan, on the one hand, the ghost spirit of this scene is too obvious, a real mysterious incident. On the other hand, from Zhao Zimin's confession, they unanimously identified that it was Chen Pi who fought with the unjust soul and desperately saved everyone. Moreover, Zhou Quan can clearly feel the mellow explosive power on the muscles from the body of the tangerine peel, not the kind of boxer, but the fierce power of the ancient method of body cultivation, which is very pure.

Thoughtfully guessed that Chen Pi's cultivation was either a golden bell jar or an iron cloth shirt.

"I'm sorry, my name is Chen Pi, a junior at Nanchuan Art Institute, majoring in radio and television editing and directing." Chen Pi told the truth that he really didn't have a teacher, he really didn't lie.

Inheriting the Doom System?

would be regarded as a big fool.

No matter how sincere Chen Pi is.

In Zhou Quan's eyes, this is a small slippery head in the city, and there are so many thieves in his heart, and he doesn't tell the truth. Kill the demons and eliminate the demons, and there is no shame, why hide it.

The on-site processing is very fast.

The process is also very standard, after making all the records, Chen Pi's group of students and Zhao Zimin were sent to the bus, driven by a police special agent, and directly turned around and returned to Nanchuan.

It is impossible to continue sketching, and the documentary director class can probably only be completed in the school classroom, and no one objected, and I was scared to death.

The only omission.

Everyone, including Chen Pi and Zhou Quan, didn't seem to notice that Su Rourou had taken a snow-white lynx with her when she left, which she hid in her backpack. And she herself, when sending those paper boats away, also had a moment of hesitation. At that time, the mountain ghosts on the cliff slope had finished shouting about the mountain, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the ancient temples and begonias blooming on both sides of the Yang River, and no one paid attention to Su Rourou beside the river......

The bus is returning to Nanchuan at 2 p.m.

Zhou Quan drove a modified version of the Jeep, went directly to the underground parking lot of a large supermarket in the city center, locked the car, and crashed into a strange black door. The black door was not pushed or pulled, and Zhou Quan was stunned and crashed into it, like a portal to the wizarding world.

A flash of black ink.

Directly is the other world.

Forty-nine dim oil-paper lamps, thirteen blooming peach trees, four red pavilions, a lotus pond full of goldfish, a steaming hot spring, half a green bamboo forest, and many antique wooden frames...... At the back are rows of wooden huts.

Zhou Quan took a handwritten report and walked straight towards the No. 1 hut, and twenty minutes later, he came out empty-handed, patted his trouser leg, and muttered to himself: "It's done, call it a day." ”

At this time.

A beautiful young lady wearing Hanfu happened to pass by.

"Sister Yun, are you free at night? I know that there is a Japanese restaurant on Evergreen Road, and the taste is very good, especially the tempura made by the proprietress herself, which is so fragrant that it deepens the tongue. Zhou Quan straightened his chest and leaned back to talk.

"Agent Zhou, please call me Han Yun, thank you." Miss Hanfu refused very coldly, and held up a file bag, "Don't disturb my work, the bureau is very busy, and no one has time to chat with you." ”

"The work can never be done, we are in contact with mysterious events every day, the psychological pressure must be very great, we must know how to combine work and rest, and we must be ......"

Slippery.

Because he was walking backwards, Zhou Quan didn't pay attention to the situation behind him at all, and if he didn't pay attention, he was directly slipped by a salted fish that overturned on the shore.

If someone hadn't chanted a spell in mid-air, they would definitely have to gnaw on the mud.

The two separated.

Han Yun walked directly into a wooden house with the file bag, and easily recorded the contents of the file into a translucent jade note, and then shared it directly with all the agents.

A whole stack of photographs, and thirty-four pages of transcripts.

The photos are full of corpses.

The corpse's hair had fallen off, and the shriveled skin wrapped around the skinny body, like a mummy stolen from a pyramid, or unpackaged.