Chapter 62 62: Do You Want to Share a Flat?

After Tang Yu and Xu Ruoqin left

Feng Yunyao and the others still stayed in the original restaurant.

"Cheng'an, have those people's memories been erased?"

"Hmm." Xue Chengan nodded.

"The president's vision is really not wrong, the goddess's body just now is too powerful, is this also an ability?" Zongzheng Satsuki asked.

"It could have speed." Beitangjing touched his jaw and said, "She's moving fast, it should be a speed ability." "Beitangjing's ability is speed, and he can run more than 100 meters in a second, so there is such a guess.

"But it's probably more than speed. Hand grip bullets, is this also speed? A trace of doubt flashed between Zongzheng Xiaoyue's eyebrows, and then asked, "Jing." Can you do that? ”

Beitangjing shook his head and said, "No." The speed of the bullet was too fast for me to do. How fast the bullet comes out of the chamber, my hand has to have the same speed and acceleration to catch it, this, it's almost impossible. ”

"Moreover, not only the speed, the goddess's movements are clean and decisive, and the scene of smashing the gun at the end is too handsome." Mo Fan echoed.

"If I'm not mistaken, she shouldn't be an alien, but an ancient martial arts master."

In the end, Feng Yunyao made a conclusion.

When she said the last few words, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in her eyes.

There was an uproar.

It turns out that this is the master of ancient martial arts.

Legend has it that flying flowers and picking leaves, the internal force can fight cattle across the mountain?

This was the first time they had met someone who cultivated ancient martial arts, and they were extremely curious.

Feng Yunyao moved her lips, and was about to say something, when she suddenly saw a petite figure walk in from outside the door.

Her jet-black pupils dilated infinitely, and in her pupils, not only the petite figure appeared, but also the ice sword roaring from the sky.

Feng Yunyao was taken aback by this scene, and when she came back to her senses, her entire back was wet.

"What's wrong with you, President?" Zong Zheng Xiaoyue said with concern.

"There's a new partner." Feng Yunyao smiled faintly, and her deep facial features revealed a Western beauty.

When everyone heard this, they followed Feng Yunyao's line of sight, and only saw a girl in a ponytail wearing an ordinary plaid shirt and black jeans.

When they saw her face clearly, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

This face... It's a pity!

...

"Auntie, what's going on here." Su Zhaohe held the courier in his hand, and just walked into the restaurant, and suddenly found that the restaurant was in a mess, and it looked like it had been artificially damaged.

"Hey!" The proprietress sighed, took the courier in Su Zhaohe's hand, hesitated for a while and said, "Xiaohe, stay until the end of this month, you can move out." ”

Su Zhaohe was stunned for a moment and said, "Auntie, why." I can pay the rent. I can give you as much as you want. ”

"Forget it. If you have money, you can find a better place to live, and living in our shabby place is also wronged you. ”

When the proprietress thought of the person who had just come to make trouble, her eyebrows ached, and she suppressed her compassion and said, "You will go upstairs to tidy up your things, there are still three days before the end of the month, go find the next house to live." ”

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the expressionless Su Zhaohe, and walked to the direction of the back kitchen with the courier.

Su Zhaohe pursed his lips and was about to walk out of the restaurant and go to the small building in the back alley to pack his luggage.

"Classmate, wait."

Su Zhaohe turned around, and a yin and yang face that was half angelic and half demonic magnified in front of Feng Yunyao's eyes.

"Do you want to share my spare room?"