"Cheng Lin, are you here?"

Hearing this voice, Cheng Lin turned around, and then he blinked, and looked at Han Lun, who was limping in front of him, with a strange expression.

Not...... At the very least, it should be Han Lun.

The main thing is that the oncoming man was covered with a thick bandage, his face was still stained with gauze, and one hand was hung on his chest with a splint, if it was an exaggeration, it looked like the Egyptian pharaoh had crawled out of the pyramids.

"Han Lun? Why are you here...... It also became...... Such? Cheng Lin pretended to be surprised, asked, paused, and said with a suspicious look, "This is...... Fried? ”

"......" Han Lun was silent, as if he didn't know how to pick up the stubble, after all, he was indeed bombed, and the number of times the two met was really limited, the last time they met more formally was in Cheng Lin's dormitory, when Han Lun came to visit and made a white slip, it was a miserable appearance wrapped in bandages at that time, this time...... It's worse than last time.

"I ...... I came with the bureau, well, come and help. After struggling for a few seconds, Han Lun said slowly.

"Then you are ......"

"Ahem, in the projection, I met the president of the Black organization, a five-grade powerhouse, and I killed him...... with charms, so ...... I'm injured myself. Han Lun raised his left hand, which was still intact, coughed in disguise, and said.

Cheng Lin looked amused beside him, pretending to be suddenly enlightened, and said, "Ah...... I remembered, I heard the counselor tell me about this, the black president attacked the messengers, and then was beaten to death by the strong man of the elves, and on the way to escape, he collided with people and died...... It's you! ”

Han Lun's expression froze, he probably didn't expect Cheng Lin to have heard the details, he wanted to pretend to be forced, but he failed, and coughed again to cover up, and then saw Cheng Lin's expression of concern: "This is not a light injury, what about coughing?" ”

"It's fine, trauma."

Seeing Han Lun's awkward appearance, Cheng Lin smiled and stopped teasing him.

The heart said that his identity was not easy to disclose, otherwise, if Han Lun knew that he controlled the battle spirit in the projection to knock him out, he probably didn't know what his expression would be.

The two of them are also classmates, and they stood and exchanged a few words before Han Lun said what he meant: "I just saw the counselor come back, and I heard that you are here, so I came over to tell you that the contribution points owed to you still need to be accounted for later, and it will take about three or five days at the earliest, and the merits on my side can be redeemed, and then it will be credited to your account." ”

"Yes, yes." Cheng Lin was not polite to him.

After saying this, the two suddenly looked at each other and fell silent, not knowing what to say again, after hesitating, Han Lun said, "Then, if it's okay, I'll go back first, and I have to take medicine." ”

"Okay," Cheng Lin nodded, seeing Han Lun, who was wearing a bandage, staggering back and rubbing his body, he opened his mouth, stopped him, and said, "Although it may be more annoying to say so, but ...... I still think ...... This kind of thing is a rune, can you use it less or less in the future, it's just such a bombing method that ends up together, it's okay once or twice, and in the long run, I'm afraid that sooner or later your body will have to be ruined. ”

Han Lun's body had already turned around, and when he heard this, he was silent for two seconds before he said as if he was self-deprecating: "Not in the future, Fu Yin...... It's run out. ”

After speaking, he took a deep breath, endured the pain in his body and strode forward, gradually leaving Cheng Lin behind.

There were people coming and going, and everyone was very busy, so Han Lun walked towards his temporary resettlement house little by little against the flow of people.

probably finally paid off the debts on his body, and he was a lot more relaxed, but his handsome face under the gauze was still habitually tense.

"Pay back his sum, and then deduct the cost of the treatment medicine in the Thirteenth Division, and then have to exchange for some reserve medicines...... This time it consumed a lot and needed to be repaired, and the weapon was damaged and needed to be repaired...... But there is a lack of repairs...... Cheng Lin seems to know how to do alchemy? It should be possible to mend the weapon...... Forget it, let's think of something else...... Do you want to contact the Spirit Soldier Research Institute? But without a position in the first division, it probably won't work...... Even if I could, I wouldn't be able to get that many contribution points. ”

Walking with his head bored, Han Lun counted the accounts in his heart.

His record in this exploration is quite good, and he has already achieved a lot of merit by destroying a loose cultivation team.

Plus the last blow up of the Black president...... Although the big head has nothing to do with him, at least, he didn't eat meat, and he rubbed some soup.

If you put it on an ordinary small lapel, this time it is already a big profit.

Just after removing all kinds of losses and expenses, and paying off Cheng Lin's arrears, Han Lun found that he had almost nothing left on hand.

"Ugh." Sighing deeply, Han Lun shook his head and touched his shriveled pocket, revealing a strong aura of poverty on his body.

This made him very uncomfortable, and he missed his time in the first division infinitely...... At least, he never had to think about it there......

At this moment, suddenly, he heard the sound of a vehicle honking in front of him: "Di~Didi~"

The headlights of the two cars shone brightly.

The stabbing made him turn his head.

Subconsciously turned sideways to get out of the way, and then he raised his head to look at the car.

When he saw the Beijing license plate of the car, he was stunned, and then he was solemn.

The car did not move forward, but came to a roaring stop, and the driver got out of the car and waited aside, as if waiting for someone.

Han Lun looked over curiously, and saw a few people coming out of a barracks not far away.

The man at first was not tall, dressed in a tunic with a split head, a pair of old-fashioned glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, and a dazzling cap of a fountain pen pinned to his breast pocket.

Han Lun was immediately stunned, it was Shi Shengcun!

Shi Shengcun didn't seem to notice him, but just walked towards the car while talking to Xu Ji beside him.

Han Lun froze in place, and no one even cared about him.

It wasn't until Shi Shengcun approached that Han Lun seemed to be a robot who had pressed the start button, and his spirit was suddenly shocked, and his scarred body collapsed straight!

The legs "snapped" together, nailed to the ground like nails, and the still good hand was raised and saluted a military salute!

"Hello Principal Shi!"

His subconscious reaction immediately attracted the attention of the group, Shi Shengcun was about to get into the car, he turned his head to look at the sound of the sound, and a trace of surprise appeared on his ordinary face: "You are ......"

"Report! The second batch of students of the first division, Han Lun! Met the principal! ”

Shi Shengcun's eyes moved slightly, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Han Lun...... I remember you, I'm sorry, you look like this, I didn't recognize you just now. ”

After a pause, Wen Yan, the number one powerhouse in the Xia Kingdom, the director of the First Division, asked, "Hmm, I remember that you should have returned to the Ninth Division, right?" How's it going? ”

When Han Lun heard this, his high-spirited posture dissipated little by little, his face with gauze was lowered, and he didn't look at Shi Shengcun's eyes, if Fang Cai's actions belonged to a subconscious reaction, then it was only at this time that he realized that he had already been expelled from the first division.

"Thank you principal, I ...... OK. Lowering his head, Han Lun said bitterly.

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