The Night Watchman is nominally under the management of the Ministry of Defense of the central government of Xiangyuan, but in fact, just like the National Defense Forces in various parts of Luyang in the past, they belong to the local forces established by the local financial burden to serve the local security.

It is the treasure of the local government, such as the night watch army in a metropolis like Xiangbei, and the welfare is quite good, as long as the snacks and drinks on duty are not too excessive, they are all reimbursed.

So as soon as he heard Zhang Jiao propose to drink a cup of cold, Sasha immediately nodded and said, "Okay, okay, I want red grapefruit iced lemon tea, I'm sorry for you." ”

"No hassle. Zhang Jiao smiled, asked the other teammates what they wanted to drink, and strolled into the chain of ice drink shops more than 10 meters away.

Originally, 9 o'clock in the morning was supposed to be the most depressed time of the day in the ice drink shop, but it was full of customers.

Looking at the immature but high-spirited faces, they should all be college students in Nanyang famous schools.

Some were crowded on the booths, some were wandering around, obviously drinking cold drinks, but they still couldn't suppress the anger in their hearts, and they discussed enthusiastically: "The Black Day Great Witch who heard Taoism killed more than 10 billion of our compatriots in Nanyang more than 20 years ago and used it to sacrifice blood pills.

How can we form an alliance with those cult elements in Jiang Chu, if the government does this, it will be a collective madness.

We, as the hope of the future of Nanyang, must not allow such a thing to happen!"

"More than 20 years ago, there was only a total population in the entire Nanyang, and the Great Witch of the Black Day killed more than 10 billion, and also refined the blood pill, you can also believe such rumors, I think my head is really blocked by stool.

There is also the morality of only interests between countries, what is wrong with Taoism, we don't believe it ourselves, and we don't care what others do.

As long as it is in the interests of Nanyang to form an alliance with Jiang Chu, I don't think there is anything wrong with it. ”

"I agree with this statement, anyway, Shanjin and Xiqin are not good things.

20 years ago, when the supernatural catastrophe first happened, in the face of the dual threat of the Golden Water Beast and the evil god pollution, how many times did the government at that time ask them for help.

But in the end, Shanjin and Xiqin did not even accept a single refugee, but Jiang Chu carved out a large area in Shennongjia to settle Nanyang refugees.

I look at the story of the Black Day Great Witch killing people, maybe it is a rumor that the Shanjin and the Western Qin people sow discord and create. ”

'Black Day' is Zhang Jiao's mother, Zhang Yirong, who was the honorific name in the total road back then.

And this strong woman who can do whatever it takes to achieve her goals, almost crazy, 20 years ago, in order to 'help' Zhang Jiao develop a fantasy realm, in order to take advantage of the chaos in the South Seas, she really took advantage of the chaos in Nanyang to seal 200 million ordinary people in a frenzy.

Now it seems that this matter has been exposed, but because of the erosion of time and the chaotic situation in Nanyang, or Zhang Yirong's tricks of mixing up the food and audio-visual, it has become confusing.

And those young college students who went to the city saw Zhang Jiao, the night watchman, appear, and continued to talk about what they thought was national affairs without any scruples.

After all, they are at this time the most bloody and pretentious age in their lives, and they are also the most likely to give birth to the idea that the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, and dare to come forward.

And Zhang Jiao has been waking up since 20 years later, because of Liu Tong's death, he has been deliberately avoiding subconsciously asking about the news of the old people he knows.

Anyway, after such a long time, I don't know how much the world has changed, and what should have happened is irreparable, so why bother yourself.

It's better to follow everything with fate, and wait until you have the power to sweep through the six and eight wildernesses, and then it's not too late to settle grievances.

But he didn't expect that the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop, and he had just been dormant in Xiangbei City for two months, and the honorific name of 'Black Day' broke into his ears again.

"Listening to what these students mean, Shanjin, Xiqin and Jiang Chu seem to be striving for an alliance with Nanyang," a bad premonition came to his heart, and Zhang Jiao secretly thought: "With the national strength of the three major countries of the Great Zhou, there is only one possibility to suddenly rush to form this stinky shit in Nanyang."

That is, a large-scale national war is imminent, and everyone is trying their best to tie people to their chariots, and stinky shit has become fragrant. ”

Absentmindedly, he moved his steps to the counter, lined up behind several students, and fell into deep thought, "Ma Dan, I have been in a coma for 20 years, and you don't fight or fight."

It's been less than three months since I woke up, and the wheels of history have begun to turn slowly again, which is really unlucky!"

At this moment, he suddenly felt the sound of wind behind his ears, and out of instinct, he shifted his shape as fast as a ghost, drew his sword and attacked, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his sword was actually on the neck of a girl with an unusually beautiful appearance.

And this person Zhang Jiao also knows, named Han Sango, it is said that he was born in a politician family, and he is the 'bad fate' formed by Shanshuo, a sullen man, when he was patrolling the upper district before.

The two have been hooking up for months, but they have been playing a game of push and pull, and neither of them has pierced the window paper.

It's just that Shanshuo did this because she was innocent and arrogant, but the girl was playing with the meaning of 'fishery management'.

Sometimes he will take the initiative to condescend to come to the Central District, and find Shanshuo to 'practice martial arts' in the kind martial arts hall, but sometimes he will not contact him for a few days.

A pseudo-cool brother like Shanshuo can't teach this method at all, and he has fallen deeper and deeper.

It can be seen that he is well-informed, although his appearance is not good, but with the 'quality' of Neixiu, Zhang Jiao, who has always been chased backwards in his life, has no good impression of this kind of green tea girl, and said expressionlessly: "Student Han, don't play this boring sneak attack game with a night watchman."

It's easy to get into trouble. ”

After that, he shook his sleeves and put away his sword, turned around in silence and re-lined up at the back of the line, and shouted dissatisfiedly to several college students who threw him a surprised look at the front of the line: "Student, what do you see, do I have flowers on my face?"

If you want to buy a drink, hurry up, there are still people in line at the back. ”

The students in line immediately looked away from Zhang Jiao's body in embarrassment when they heard this, but Han Sango, who had been standing behind him, had no intention of avoiding it.

Instead, he said with a smile: "Mr. Night Watchman, since you know who I am, you must be Xiaobai's teammate and friend, the white crow."

I'm sorry, I just saw your back very well, that's why I thought about making a joke.

But you reacted so quickly, and all of a sudden you flashed next to me and took out your sword. ”

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, not to mention that it was too impolite to pretend to be deaf and dumb after being pointed out, Zhang Jiao could only say dryly: "It's okay." ”

"Are you on patrol?" Han Shan asked again knowingly.

"Yes. Zhang Jiao replied casually, and then remembered Han Sango's family background, and couldn't help but ask a rhetorical question, "Are Shan Jin and Western Qin going to war with Jiang Chu?"

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