Zhang Yan couldn't beat Yan Zhuo because he had learned all the fighting techniques of "Dragon".

And Zheng Ziye's hard training has always been an ice-based ability, and his physical training has long been lost, so he is not Zhang Yan's opponent at all.

Zheng Ziye resisted for a while, and then began to lose the wind, and Zhang Yan quickly knocked Zheng Ziye to the ground.

After beating him violently for ten minutes, Zhang Yan finally stopped.

And Zheng Ziye's beaten nose and swollen face were sitting on the ground looking at Zhang Yan expressionlessly.

Yan Zhuo was not there, and no one treated her, so she was still a little measured, her hand was relatively gentle, and she didn't use the knife.

After adjusting her breathing, Zhang Yan looked at Zheng Ziye coldly and asked him:

"What is my mother's birthday?"

Zheng Ziye got up expressionlessly, walked to the coffee table, and wiped his nosebleed with a few pieces of paper before answering:

"June 15."

Zhang Yan continued to ask:

"What was my mother's favorite snack before she got married?"

Zheng Ziye's eyes were a little softer:

"Boiled ramen, I will order an extra sausage every time."

"What's my mom's favorite spice?"

"There are two things she hates the most, basil and shiso."

Zhang Yan asked more than a dozen unpopular questions about Luo Qiuyu in a row, but Zheng Ziye was able to answer them all.

When the two asked questions and answers, Luo Qiuyu on the side had a complicated expression, both happy and a little apprehensive.

After a series of tortures, Zhang Yan finally determined: These two have been hooking up for a long time, and it is not Zheng Ziye who went crazy and used Luo Qiuyu as a pastime.

Since the two didn't mess around with brain fever for a while, she was a little more comfortable.

"One last question." Zhang Yan's attitude calmed down a lot, "When did it start?" ”

Zheng Ziye and Luo Qiuyu glanced at each other, with tenderness in their eyes:

"It's been since we first met, right?"

Luo Qiuyu also showed a somewhat shy expression, and bowed his head silently.

In front of Zhang Yan's father, Luo Qiuyu has never shown such a little woman's expression!

Zhang Yan felt devastated.

It turns out that she is not only unresponsive to her own peach blossoms, but also to the peach blossoms of the people around her!

She felt that her head was useless in this regard, and her mind was completely unsuitable for pretending to be those blushing and heart-pounding plots.

"Zheng Ziye, you cleaned up this house for me, I'm upset."

Zhang Yan threw the aftermath to Zheng Ziye, and climbed to the second floor with a dead face to change the dirty clothes on her body.

Just a few steps away, Zheng Ziye suddenly stopped her-

"Hey! Yeon-yeon! ”

Zhang Yan turned around and glared at Zheng Ziye coldly:

"Don't call me Yeon-yeon."

Zheng Ziye nodded solemnly:

"Okay, if you don't like it, don't call it. Zhang Yan, on the question of salutation...... If you don't want to call me uncle, you can call me brother. ”

"Roll the calves!"

Zhang Yan picked up the slippers on her feet, rounded her arms and threw them out, and pasted the soles of the shoes on Zheng Ziye's face.

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Since discovering that Zheng Ziye and Luo Qiuyu began to fall in love, Zhang Yan felt that living at home was particularly troublesome.

The points of good and evil are still far ahead, and Zhang Yan focuses on cooperating with the official publicity.

As the person in charge of Zhang Yan, Zhang Wuzhou intimately found a female assistant for her, who was responsible for taking care of her daily life and following up all her activities, while Zhang Wuzhou may have been worried about the embarrassment of meeting and never met Zhang Yan again.

Among Zhang Yan, Yan Zhuo, and Zheng Ziye, Yan Zhuo's workload is the largest, and Zhang Yan hardly has time to meet him.

Because Yan Zhuo is good-looking, has a good figure, and his appearance in a military uniform adds a bit of special charm, he has now become an Internet celebrity, and there are tens of thousands of comments and retweets on any work photo posted on the official Weibo.

Most of the attention of the media and the public was attracted by Yan Zhuo, but Zhang Yan was happy and quiet.

For the next eight days, she participated in one event every day, including various charity activities, public welfare activities, memorials, and speeches...... The manuscript was prepared in advance, and she only needed to memorize it by heart.

Each time she finishes participating in an event, Zhang Yan will earn 20-30 points for good and evil.

After the eight-day campaign, Zhang Yan's good and evil points have accumulated 612.5.

And that competitor, Zheng Yi, has also changed his points.

It's no longer a thunderous "5", now his points have become "9".

Well, her opponent has at least improved somewhat.

After the tepid publicity show ended, finally, Zhang Yan and the three waited for the highlight of this heroic drama.

Zhang Yan and the three of them need to do three things in the last three days-

On the first day, they were to publicize Jiang Zheng's evil deeds.

The next day, announce that you have lost your abilities.

On the third day, there will be a final scene of the "assassination".

After everything is over, Zhang Yan and the three of them will end their mission and return to the lives of ordinary people.

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Zhang Yan's villa has been extremely well protected, and Zhang Yan and the three "heroes" are also very careful every time they enter and leave here, and ordinary people don't know where they live at all.

Jiang Zheng's evil deeds will be announced tomorrow, and Zhang Yan and the three of them all gathered together, carrying the manuscripts needed tomorrow in advance.

After memorizing the manuscript, the three of them began to try to rehearse.

In this regard, Yan Zhuo is the most powerful.

He has good acting skills, even when he is memorizing those rigid press releases, he can be extremely emotional.

All the emotions followed him with a smile, a trill, a look, and a small movement...... It is presented naturally, without pretentiousness, without being cold and boring, making it difficult to take your eyes off him.

Zhang Yan and Zheng Ziye are below the level, they don't seek no merit but no fault, as long as they make no more than ten typos and forget words when memorizing the manuscript.

Are there any feelings? Not at all important.

The "emotion" thing is too abstract for these two ice cube faces, as long as they can not show impatience in their faces, they are already emotional.

I rehearsed it twice, and there was nothing wrong with all three of them, so I could easily cope with it tomorrow.

At this time, it was already past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was time for them to rest.

Under Zhang Yan's hostile eyes, Zheng Ziye entered Luo Qiuyu's bedroom.

What would Zheng Ziye and Luo Qiuyu do when they lived in the same room...... Zhang Yan felt uncomfortable.

Seeing Zhang Yan's expression, Yan Zhuo couldn't help but smile:

"Haven't you gotten used to it?"

Zhang Yan frowned and walked upstairs:

"I can't get used to it."

In fact, Zhang Yan has been relieved a lot.

At the very least, she has been able to resist the urge to stop pasting Zheng Ziye's face with the soles of her shoes.

There was a large washstand at the end of the corridor on the second floor, and Zhang Yan and Yan Zhuo stood side by side and began to wash.

When brushing her teeth in the mirror, Zhang Yan remembered something and asked vaguely:

"What's the use of that new little guy you've received?"

Their schedule has been too full, too busy, and they haven't had a few opportunities to speak, so Zhang Yan has forgotten to ask about this stubble.

Yan Zhuo rinsed his mouth, and said while washing his face:

"His ability is copy. None of it was useful until level three, but from level four onwards, his abilities become especially useful. I've only seen one of these abilities in my previous life, and this kind of ability is too difficult to survive, so it's very rare, but as long as you have the patience to raise his ability to level four, it can bring you surprises. ”

Zhang Yan is very interested:

"Can you really replicate a living person?"

Yan Zhuo wiped the water droplets on his face with a towel and smiled indifferently:

"Yes. Copying a living person is about level six, but it can only copy ordinary people, and copying a person with an ability is level seven. The replicant has exactly the same memories and abilities as the original owner, so it's very useful. Level 7 is too far away, and I'm counting on raising him to level 4, and at level 4 he will be able to replicate other people's abilities. While the copied ability only works 50% of the time, it works well. ”

Copy ability......

Zhang Yan nodded, understanding why Yan Zhuo was so enthusiastic about wooing Jiang Zhongzhou.

When fighting, if you lack any ability, let Jiang Zhongzhou copy something, so that Jiang Zhongzhou can be an absolutely perfect support comrade.

What's more, he will be able to replicate the Adeptus later.

Zhang Yan didn't have any other questions for the time being, she washed her face and turned around to go back to her room to sleep.

But just as she was about to leave, her arm was grabbed by Yan Zhuo.

Yan Zhuo's smile was a little mysterious:

"Come to my room, I have something to say."

Zhang Yan followed Yan Zhuo into his room with a blank face.

Yan Zhuo opened a cardboard box next to the bed, took out a small black box from it, and handed it to Zhang Yan-

"Zhang Wuzhou's incident, I didn't do it very kindly, this is my apology."

Opening the box, Zhang Yan saw a palm-sized black claw knife lying in the box.

This is a hand-polished claw knife, even the nylon rope tied on the gauntlet is woven with a special technique, the shape of the handmade knife is naturally not as smooth as the machine tool knife, but it has a unique beauty.

There is also a note in the knife box, a few lines of words are written in English on the note, Zhang Yan is in average English, and can only understand a general meaning, which is probably a gift from XX to XX, and added a few greetings.

Zhang Yan recognized the name of the knife giver at a glance-

“Stevetarani！”

Zhang Yan's eyes lit up.

Stevetarani was a master of claw knives, and he rarely made his own knives, and even his apprentices' handmade knives were hard to come by.

Zhang Yan would ask someone to buy it at every knife exhibition, but her luck was not good, and the person who helped the purchase went to the knife exhibition three times and failed to meet Stevetarani or his apprentice, so in the end Zhang Yan had to give up and buy a few factory knives that he participated in the design to play casually.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhuo could get it!

Zhang Yan hadn't actually seen the original, she wasn't sure if Yan Zhuo got the real thing, but she was still very happy:

"Thank you."

Whether it is genuine or an imitation, the quality of this knife is excellent, and it is enough to prove Yan Zhuo's sincerity.

Zhang Yan put away the knife, thought about it, and took out a bulletproof jumpsuit from the space ring as a return gift.

This bulletproof jumpsuit was knitted when she was bored in the tower, and the material used is her own ability cobweb, which is bulletproof, blocking sharp weapons, explosion-proof and shock-absorbing, and is very light, not only to protect the torso, but also to protect the limbs, which is much more advanced than what the military is equipped with.

Yan Zhuo smiled and accepted Zhang Yan's return gift:

"By the way, the 'assassination' two days later, you'd better wear one of these body armors, although the 'assassination' is fake, but it is also dangerous, so be prepared."

"Okay."

Zhang Yan returned to her room, planning to get a good night's sleep and prepare for tomorrow's events.

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