There was silence in Huangchi Villa, as if between heaven and earth, only the boy in the middle of the air remained.

The world's attention, only this one ear.

Lan Tingxu looked up, his gaze hitting the young man's eyes, sharp and sharp.

"Haha, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and Lan will take you a blow, so what!"

He smiled awe-inspiringly and waved his hands.

Endless rivers of handwriting flew around him, falling around him, like a protective dragon.

Lan Tingxu's eyesight is so brilliant, he naturally sees through at a glance that the other party is not an A-level powerhouse, but is floating in the air with the genetic talent of a special line.

Su Bei looked at the other party, put his hands behind his back, looked through the N95 mask, and said solemnly, "Director Lan, if you and I fight, we will inevitably suffer countless injuries." ”

"We're going to decide with one move!"

The sound was heard throughout the audience again.

Lan Tingxu can achieve the position of the person in charge of the three divisions of the Jiwu Bureau, how can it be a simple person.

He instantly understood that this junior was probably holding back some trick and wanted to win with one blow.

But as a B-level peak powerhouse, he is dozens of years older than the other party, even if he understands that this is a conspiracy, how can he be afraid and retreat.

At that moment, he laughed, "That's what I mean!"

Su Bei slowly closed his eyes, and then, stretched out his hand to wipe it in front of his eyes, and his eyes suddenly lit up with white light.

"Pick me up—Destroy the Light!"

He roared loudly, and a dazzling light rose all over his body, this was the C-level "Eternal Sun".

At the same time as this pretending.

Two blazing rays of light burst out in an instant!

Only a blazing white was left in the eyes, like the muzzle of a laser fired.

This time there is obviously no bonus of "bookworm".

However, the blue pavilion on the top of the building still had a change in complexion, and the power in these two rays of light was ...... Very strong!

But at this moment, he can't dodge, because in front of everyone's eyes, he said that he would decide the winner with one move!

The speed of the light was extremely fast, and in an instant, it was in front of it, and one after another square fonts poured out, blocking the front of the destruction of the magic light.

"Smack. ”

"Smack. ”

The sound of the continuous font breaking sounded wildly.

Lan Tingxu's heart was high, and he didn't let a single bit, and the entire handwriting turned into a dragon, along the destructive beam, and fought against it in reverse.

However, a grade A is a grade A after all.

The power of the Demonic Light of Destruction is almost unmatched!

Even if the handwriting of Lan Tingxu has been reversed by the "bookworm" and doubled its power, it is still not enough to resist the destructive power in the light!

"Smack. ”

"Smack. ”

The font shatters quickly.

The light is also gradually decreasing.

Finally, only the last eleven words remained, and the light of destruction was still as bright as a candle.

"Those who read it later will also be touched by Sven!"

The eleven words cracked in an instant.

The swaying white light, taking advantage of the void, instantly shattered the Blue Pavilion Order's body protection vitality, running through.

Su Bei's eyes froze.

Unexpectedly, this old man in Tang costume, until the end, still did not avoid it, straightened his waist, and suffered a blow from the "Destruction Demon Light".

It's better to take from the straight than from the song!

Lan Tingxu frowned slightly, slowly unfolded again, looked up at the young man in mid-air, and sighed

"Lan's "Lanting Preface", a total of 324 words, was defeated by you today. ”

"You...... Won. ”

After saying that, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his tone was abrupt, and he fell on his back on the roof of the building.

The person in charge of the Third Division of the Basic Military Bureau is really admirable and admirable.

"Director Lan, admit it!"

Su Bei arched his hand and said calmly, "He will come to apologize to Han Xiaoxing." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

A "healing light" flew out of his hand and landed on Lan Tingxu's body.

Although it could not completely heal the injuries caused by the "Destruction of Magic Light", it also gave the old man a certain ability to move.

Lan Tingxu took a deep look at him, stood up, and moved down the stairs step by step.

Su Bei waved his hand downward again, signaling the fighters of the 112th Division to continue their actions.

A group of soldiers who clenched their weapons immediately stood upright, raised their hands, and gave a military salute.

This is their respect for "Han Xiaoxing"!

Only then did they continue to sweep up the rebels in Huangchi Villa, and soon gained control.

Soon, a new helicopter arrived.

A platoon of soldiers escorted Chen Jin to board the plane, spiraled high, and left safely.

Su Bei glanced at it from a distance and saw that Lu Chongai did not follow the plane, so he relieved his heart and turned into a "shadow" and left the manor.

It's still early.

After leaving a certain distance, he simply walked into a subway station, bought a one-way ticket, and made a slow return journey to the Yuhai International Hotel.

This is slightly new to me.

After all, in Shuhe County, there is no such thing as a subway, so it is rare to come here, of course, you have to experience it.

In my memory, the last time I took the subway was when my parents took me to Nanling City for a trip when I was a child.

He descended the underground tunnel and stood at the entrance of the platform.

Flanked by sparse crowds.

The reason why there are not many people taking the subway is because it is now in the afternoon, not the rush hour for commuting.

Su Bei observed for a while, got on the subway train, and found a place to sit down.

This position is on the side, and there is a paper media display shelf with newspapers, magazines and other items on it.

"Hehe, this is an antique. ”

He smiled nostalgically in his heart, "It's the era of new media now, you can see videos and reports everywhere, and newspapers and magazines are really things from twenty or thirty years ago." ”

With that in mind, he picked up a newspaper in his hand.

The above report is as traditional and ancient as before, with the feel and taste of paper media.

However, Su Bei's gaze casually swept over and raised his head, but he suddenly looked at him.

I saw the name of the newspaper, and it was-

"Nanling Daily"!

The name of this newspaper, I have seen it, is the one that the fat man with Sichuan flavor found out from under the table when he bought a keyboard in an electronic repair shop!

That is, the newspaper that Zheng Peiyuan commissioned when he returned from Antarctica and arrived in Nanling City!

By the way, the editor-in-chief nineteen years ago mentioned it in the archaeological diary of the Huoyun Evil God, whose surname is Gao.

At that time, Zheng Peiyuan once sent archaeological data to this newspaper. ”

Su Bei's thoughts then fluttered.

"So this newspaper ...... Do they still exist, is it possible that they still have archaeological data from nineteen years ago?"

He flipped through the issue date of the newspaper in his hand, which was March 2039.

That is to say, Nanling Daily is still there.

Su Bei's thoughts were instantly clear, and it seemed that it was necessary for him to go to this newspaper to find out.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful woman's legs and feet falling into her eyelids and sitting down opposite.

The six senses operate naturally, instantly reflecting the other party's body shape and figure in their minds.

"Hey, no. ”

Su Bei was stunned for a moment, and was immediately attracted by this beauty, "Could it be that besides Wang Xiaoyu, there are other people of such a big scale?"