Feng Yao's eyes lit up when he saw Qin Mo, and he casually threw Yang Tianming aside.

"I thought you were wearing Sakusa Tim, but what's wrong with your outfit?"

"The Wang Baquan suit is the same thing as your kung fu suit."

Qin Mo touched the maternity clothes stuffed with sponges, and straightened the hood that was stuffed with sponges.

Get rid of a Garfield.

Originally, I wanted to find two halves of salted eggs and a red rooster comb, but Huaguo's logistics have not yet reached the level of arriving at the speed of light.

"Bang!"

Feng Yao punched the pillar of the ring, and the pillar broke in response.

"Curious, come on, come on!"

Qin Mo swallowed his saliva, walked to the ring step by step at the pace of the execution ground, and whispered to him to find a steel plate when he passed Yang Tianming.

Before he could stand firmly, Feng Yao's impatient iron fist flew over.

Everything slowed down again.

Seems to be a little slower.

wrote a little song, sighed about life, and by the way, after thinking about what should be written in the next two million words, his fist sank into Qin Mo's sponge hood.

This time it only flew for three weeks, and the landing posture was not so embarrassing.

"Come again!" Qin Mo was full of confidence.

He understood that although the physical body could not keep up with the speed of consciousness, it did not mean that this Zero Realm State was meaningless.

As long as he enters the zero realm, intuition and reflexes are no longer important, and he can spend a year thinking about how to come up with the most perfect evasion move in the next half second.

If this continues, the future is limitless.

What we need to do now is to make half a second turn into a second, and a second into two seconds through constant beatings.

Let evasion turn into counterattacks, and counterattacks into one-hit kills.

The practice block has become full of meaning again.

Of course, that is for the future, and now the task is to be beaten.

Feng Yao was completely furious, with the face of a double-stick turkey in "God of Food", while Qin Mo was a hand-beaten beef ball in front of him, with an average of 26,800 hits per piece of beef.

"Come again!"

"Come back!"

"Come on!"

The pain in his heart did not wear down Qin Mo's fighting spirit at all, I hope it is really a strange thing, when a person knows that the end of the road is the west longitude, no matter how many demons and monsters there are on the road, he can hide behind the monkey's ass and finish the road.

"Whoosh!"

For the first time, Qin Mo dodged Feng Yao's right hook!

Then he was knocked away by a second punch.

Because he got carried away, he didn't enter the zero realm state this time, Qin Mo turned in the air for seventeen and a half weeks, and only stopped after knocking over two treadmills and three bicycles.

Fortunately, my whole body was covered in a sponge, but it still hurt to death.

Now it's really not going to work.

Feng Yao sat on the ground in a dejected manner, and then, he cried.

Qin Mo suddenly had a ridiculous feeling that he had taken advantage of Feng Yao, and hurriedly climbed back into the ring, squatting down and comforting: "Don't! Brother Feng! I've been beaten like this, why are you still crying? ”

went too far, was beaten into a pig's head, and had to comfort the abuser in turn.

Feng Yao's eyes showed deep remorse, and Qin Mo could see that he felt that he had failed someone's expectations of him.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Haosheng applauded, and he came to the bottom of the ring at some point.

Feng Yao cried more like a girl.

Haosheng vigorously flipped into the ring and sat down cross-legged opposite Feng Yao.

"I know what you're thinking, a lean and weak chicken can dodge your fists, Haosheng will definitely be disappointed."

Feng Yao nodded with tears.

"It's not your problem, it's that the performance of this lean chicken is really unexpected, this is the second time he has impressed me, and besides, you didn't do your best, otherwise it would not be the body of the lean chicken that is spinning, but his neck."

The lean chicken squatted aside, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Haosheng said softly: "It's okay, Feng Yao's fist will always be the strongest on the surface in my heart, but if you don't quickly stand up and clean yourself up, I will really be disappointed." ”

After hearing this, Feng Yao stood up as if he had been electrified, and the grievances on his face were swept away.

Damn, no wonder these teenagers are all dead set on Haosheng, comparing their hearts to their hearts, what a clever imperial technique this is.

It's so clever that it looks like it's real.

"That's right."

Haosheng lit two cigars, one for Feng Yao and the other for the lean chicken.

"Qin Mo, come, follow me to the rooftop, I have an old friend who wants to see you."

Are there any old friends that Haosheng needs to take to meet?

With this confusion, Qin Mo walked along the stairs with Haosheng to the rooftop.

"There are still five floors to walk, so why don't I take this time to tell you about the organizational structure of the Masonic Society."

"What, I'm not interested." Qin Mo said while smoking a cigar.

Haosheng didn't seem to hear Qin Mo's words, and said to himself.

"There are five branches of the Freemasons, Asia, America, Africa, Europe, and Oceania, and each of the five branches has its own armament, resources, and talents, and many of the functions are duplicated, but there is a clear division of labor among the five branches in dealing with future crises.

The Asian branch was responsible for spying on Qin Mo and training the organization's elite through the Ink Boy Project, and I was a director of this branch until a few of you Qin Mo were assassinated.

The Americas Division is responsible for the development and production of high-tech weapons and equipment, as well as the coordination of the world's militaries. Please forgive me for being too blunt and an idiot.

The European Division is responsible for peaceful engagement with Earth II, and Director Eiffel and I have a good relationship, well, and the Enlightenment space shuttle is under her control.

The Africa Division is responsible for the operation and management of the Moyi, because because of them, the earth under our feet has not been destroyed.

The Oceania Division is responsible for guiding global public opinion, because of them, the world has not fallen into chaos. ”

Haosheng paused, seeing that Qin Mo didn't want to express any opinions, so he continued: "Strictly speaking, the work of the five branches is very important and indispensable, but in terms of resource control and core values, the importance of the five branches from high to low is Asia, America, Europe, Africa, and Oceania. ”

Qin Mo finally couldn't help but ask, "Why are you telling me this?" I just want to study well and then work hard. ”

Haosheng said with a smile: "Because of this month, you will always show some confusing flashes, so that I occasionally feel that I have seen the wrong person, or that I have bet on the wrong person, whether it is remedy, or taking precautions, I think I should pour some knowledge into you." ”

"And what is the purpose of imbuing me with this knowledge?"

"So that you don't look like a complete fool when you talk to the guy on the rooftop."

"Who's that man?"

"Let's go up and see for yourself." Haosheng stopped, "I won't participate in your conversation with him, I'm just a guide." ”

Qin Mo smiled bitterly and asked, "The rooftop is so empty, aren't you afraid that I will be assassinated?" ”

"Don't worry, even if I don't have a cloth person, the guy on the rooftop will put down the golden bell jar, and the safety of both of you is fine."

Qin Mo looked at the iron gate leading to the rooftop, and intuitively felt that the closer he got there, the farther away the monotonous campus life would be from him.

"Can I not go?"

"Yes, as long as you can beat your curiosity."

Haosheng no longer paid attention to Qin Mo and walked down.

Qin Mo weighed it in his heart, and soon found that his curiosity had won, so he walked to the rooftop door and pushed the door open.

A discordant-looking figure leaned against the fence of the rooftop, flanked by a pair of crutches.