"How do you know?" Hu Yifei was surprised, "But don't think too much, Xiaolan is just chatting with me, I came up with it myself." ”

Zhang Wei had no choice but to support his forehead when he heard this.

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He was sure that this time Hu Yifei definitely capsized in the gutter and was shot by his unfilial nephew with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

And the fact is indeed as Zhang Wei expected, in the past few days, the newly promoted "Uncle Protector" Zhang Chulan has added several members of the health brigade who have interacted with him in Zhang Wei's circle of friends with his pervasive face and true small mouth honey-level keywork, and has collected a lot of information by knocking on the side.

Subsequently, Zhang Chulan drew a series of mind maps based on the information at hand, and found that the heavyweight who was most likely to be "rebelled" by himself was Hu Yifei, the second-in-command of the current health brigade.

Then, our scheming boy spent several days repeatedly polishing the script, and successfully established an image of a sunny and frank young man in the heart of the female devil through small talk.

In the end, through a series of moisturizing and silent words during the chat, Hu Yifei, who was defenseless against him, finally doubted Meng Mouren's style of acting all along.

The brooding golden-armored warrior thought about it again and again, thinking that his nephew was still young, and he was going to school in the magic capital next semester, and it was unwise to expose his little trick in front of the female devil, so he immediately changed the topic and said:

"Oops~ Yifei, I think you were a little hit because you heard the news that Teacher Zeng suddenly couldn't come back, how many benefits has Meng Lang given to everyone since he moved to the love apartment, don't we have any points ourselves?"

"My teacher told me that a good lawyer must learn to abandon his own subjective assumptions and inherent biases, and start from the perspective of evidence in order to restore the essence of the case."

"And the evidence we have now is that Meng Lang has taken out benefits and benefits that are far from being worth a little money, but we are taking his money to eat Michelin restaurants while suspecting him that he wants to pit himself - is this quite unreasonable?"

"Really?" Hearing that Zhang Wei, a simple man, could actually pour chicken soup into himself, a university professor, Hu Yifei inexplicably felt that he had been forcibly demoted.

But after taking a closer look, she felt that what Zhang Wei said was really reasonable, so she also shook her head, opened the mobile phone website, and continued to complain to the labor and social security department of Modu about the illegal postponement of the retirement time of elderly employees by a black-hearted TV station......

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The camera jumped, and we turned our gaze back to the side of the Penglai faction.

When Zhuge Qing and the four of them followed Du Jun into the mountain gate of the Penglai faction, they saw such a scene-

The quiet and peaceful Penglai faction in the past has long since lost its former cleanliness and beauty, and the courtyard with a pattern of bricks and tiles is full of blood at this time, and the pungent smell of blood can be smelled from afar, which makes Xiao feel intoxicated and makes others frown.

Walking further in, through the entrance path, you came to the square outside the main hall, and you saw from afar that everyone here was divided into four groups.

Except for those all-sex disciples who had a relationship with each other yesterday who were standing in the middle of the venue with a group of neon people with arrogant faces, the rest of the Penglai faction, the neon sword faction, and the people from the southeast coastal faction all occupied a corner far away.

And in the very center of the square, two bloody humanoid objects were slowly squirming.

Shen Chong, who was dressed in several wounds, stared at the opponent not far away with his right eye, which was not completely blurred by blood, and struggled to get up with his hands on the ground.

Who knew that this movement involved an abdominal wound, and the pain became extremely intense, which made him, who was already in a trance, almost faint from the pain, and could only grit his teeth and use willpower to prevent himself from falling back to the ground.

On the opposite side not far from him, Yanagi Heijiro was also covered in blood and fell to his knees, trying to get back to his feet with his hands and feet.

I saw him barely open his swollen eyelids, lowered his head and wiped the blood from the corners of his forehead on his pants, and then raised his head tremblingly to look at his opponent's situation.

Seeing that Shen Chong seemed to get up faster than himself, Yanagi Heijiro couldn't help but feel a wave of despair in his heart.

He turned his eyes to Zhang San, who had been watching the battle in mid-air, his eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.

Just now, he no longer hid his personal interests at the critical moment, and used the swordless mystery that he had been hiding for many years, and snatched the opponent's golden sword to slash back.

But who would have thought that the bespectacled golden armor leader on the opposite side would be so lacking in the spirit of a warrior, and when he was about to pierce the opponent's throat with a sword, he actually withdrew the magnetic force, causing the golden sword in his hand to suddenly fly into the sky.

This also made Yanagi Heijiro take a solid punch from Shen Chong, and while he was almost blown up on the spot, it also made the victory change hands instantly.

But just as Shen Chong was about to stand up with a look of ecstasy, his scarred body fell to the ground due to excessive blood loss.

Looking at the opponent who fell to the ground again, Yanagi Heijiro had mixed feelings in his heart, but he still slowly got up after adjusting his mood.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Zhang San, who was still smiling in mid-air, and the words "私は勝った、あなたが約束を果たすべきだ" seemed to be written on his face.

"Uh......" Although a certain fanatic who went abroad couldn't read the Japanese written on the neon man's face below, he could still guess the general meaning, so he also kept his promise and instructed his younger brother, "Zhang does what he says, since he lost the competition, then stop~"

After that, Zhang Sanshi Shiran fell back to the ground, took the hot towel that Dou Mei got out of nowhere and cleaned his hands.

The younger brothers agreed, let go of the neon man in their hands, and took half a step back in unison.

When a samurai saw that his side had won the contest and that he had been released as promised, he was about to tilt his chin to the sky, looked back at the all-sex disciple who was still holding him just now, and said disdainfully:

"弱い中原人は、やはり強者を恐れることを知っているのだ!"

And just when the neon people were about to return to their camp, they saw Zhang San gently put down the hot towel, turned his head to look at Dou Mei, who was standing beside him, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Sister Dou~ Our little brother this year doesn't seem to have a lot of brains! Are they a cavernous tumor in the lower body that is too large to compress the brainstem? ”

Dou Mei: Σ(?? Д??; )

After following Zhang San for more than a day, Dou Mei, who already knew a lot about this out-of-the-box boss, immediately understood, turned around and shouted loudly to the group of all-sex disciples:

"A bunch of rubbish! Mr. Zhang San just said let go, don't you kill people if you don't use your hands? ”

(?? ｀?? Д????)!!

Hearing this, the younger brothers suddenly realized, and then they all turned to look at the group of neon warriors who had not gone far in unison, and a presumptuous and hideous smile gradually appeared on their faces......

PS: Today's first update, ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets, and pay off debts on the weekend the day after tomorrow.

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