Chapter Seventy-Seven: If I Were a Dog, What About You?

After walking out of Hu Lisheng's office, Zhang Qingfeng first came to the room in the lounge, since Chen Xiang was devoured by the strange fragments in his body.

Zhang Qingfeng has always felt that in the god list, there are streams of spiritual power to temper his veins, making the veins expand and be able to accommodate more spiritual power.

It's just that he hasn't been able to find a chance to test it during this time.

After coming to the lounge, he took out the spiritual power tester and put it on his forehead to test it.

Ding.

Take off the spiritual power tester and Zhang Qingfeng took a look.

5230。

More than five thousand.

Zhang Qingfeng's Tong Kong shrank slightly, increasing his spiritual power by more than a thousand points.

If you look at it this way, you have already reached the strength level of a fifth-level investigator.

Zhang Qingfeng couldn't help but touch his nose, this is okay, it's really lucky.

But it only deepened his curiosity about the strange fragment in his chest.

It doesn't just look like it can absorb forbidden lands.

It seems that those who are strong can also absorb it.

But then, Zhang Qingfeng couldn't help but shake his head slightly, this thing is not the same as the forbidden land.

You must know that Chen Xiang is an old monster who has lived for more than 300 years, and his strength is not known how terrifying.

If it weren't for the fact that when he was weak, his soul took the initiative to burrow into his body and try to absorb him, it would have been almost impossible.

It's a completely coincidental thing.

Chen Xiang was such a powerful master that he had increased his spiritual power by a thousand.

If you absorb the soul of an ordinary master, I'm afraid the effect will not be good.

The most important thing is.

Such a master cannot be the opponent of the other party at all.

There is no hope that this road will go through.

Moreover, this kind of cultivation method that harms people's lives, not to mention that if the Demon Hunting Bureau knows, I am afraid that Zhang Qingfeng will be destroyed as an evil demon.

Zhang Qingfeng himself didn't want to use this kind of cultivation method that harmed people's lives.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingfeng put away his mind, put down the spiritual power tester, returned to his room, and meditated cross-legged to cultivate.

External forces are all vain, and only when you cultivate in a down-to-earth manner can you be serious.

……

Early the next morning, Yang Mu and the others should have received the news of Zhang Qingfeng's return from Hu Lisheng.

They all rushed to the Lisheng cleaning company.

Before Zhang Qingfeng woke up, he was woken up by Yang Mu.

"You stinky boy, where have you been these days, you haven't answered the phone, I checked it, and I was still taken away."

"I don't say hello either."

Zhang Qingfeng rubbed his eyes, looked at the bed, Yang Mu, and Wang Pengsong, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "Mr. Zhang Zhang sent someone to pick me up, and I went to help Mr. Zhang Li's errands......"

This is the rhetoric that Zhang Qingfeng thought of yesterday.

Moving out of Mr. Zhang Li, Yang Mu and the others will not continue to ask.

Sure enough, when Yang Mu heard this, he touched his chin, couldn't help laughing, and said, "You little bastard, you can say hello." ”

"Mr. Tension? Is it the big leader of the Monster Hunt headquarters? Wang Pengsong next to him asked Yang Mu curiously.

Yang Mu nodded and said in a deep voice, "Who else can there be." ”

Wang Pengsong's eyes lit up slightly, and he said: "Brother Zhang, what is the relationship between you and Mr. Zhang Li, why don't you go through the back door, I heard that it is a big leader, and I will be transferred to the headquarters to study and exercise." ”

Yang Mu kicked Wang Peng's buttocks: "What's wrong, do you feel that Lao Tzu is not as good as the group of instructors at the headquarters?" ”

"Hey, Brother Yang, that's not the case, I'm thinking, I'm a fool, dangling in front of you every day, doesn't it bother you."

"Isn't it like you want to go to the headquarters and bother those instructors?"

"That's pretty much it." Yang Mu smiled.

Zhang Qingfeng could see that Yang Mu and the others were probably really anxious in the past two days, otherwise it would not have been like this.

Zhang Qingfeng stretched his waist and asked, "Brother Yang, what time is it?" ”

"It's noon, get up, go, I'll have a treat, go to the next restaurant, just have two drinks."

Zhang Qingfeng walked out of the house and happened to see Chen Zhen sitting in the lounge, reading the newspaper.

Today should be Chen Zhen on duty.

Chen Zhen raised his head with a smile, looked at the few people at the door, and said, "Are you back?" Nothing. ”

"It's okay, Uncle Chen." Zhang Qingfeng asked, "Are we going out to eat, Uncle Chen, are you together?" ”

Chen Zhen pointed to the phone on the side: "I'm on duty, you guys eat by yourself, I'll order a takeout later." ”

Zhang Qingfeng and the three of them laughed and scolded each other along the way and walked downstairs.

Came to a nearby restaurant and sat down, Yang Mu didn't have to be on duty today, so he took two bottles of good wine.

Zhang Qingfeng had little interest in drinking, and Wang Pengsong was before joining the weird investigation team.

There is no interest in drinking.

He is now following Yang Mu, drinking every now and then, and he is also quite interested in drinking.

"Brother Yang, pour more, pour more." Wang Pengsong said with a smile.

"Fuck off, every time you kid drinks, it's like drinking water, and you waste as much you drink." Yang Mu gave him a blank look.

Wang Pengsong laughed and said: "Didn't I learn from you, as the old saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and I have never drunk before." ”

Yang Mu pointed at Zhang Qingfeng: "Zhang Qingfeng has been with me for a while, we haven't been infected with the stinky problem of drinking." ”

Wang Pengsong said seriously: "Brother Yang, I did it, you are free." ”

"Drink less."

Zhang Qingfeng looked at the two of them scolding and scolding, and ate the dishes by himself.

"That's right." As if thinking of something, Yang Mu whispered: "I heard that Boss Hu is about to be promoted." ”

"Really?" When Wang Pengsong heard this, his eyes lit up: "Then we can be regarded as Boss Hu's henchmen, this must not be a person to ascend, and a chicken dog to ascend to heaven." ”

Yang Mu said: "You are the dog." ”

Wang Pengsong smiled: "Okay, okay, even if I'm a dog, you're a **." ”

"You're special." Yang Mu kicked the bastard: "Anyway, it's also gossip, I haven't asked Boss Hu yet, when the time comes, it is estimated that one of the people in our group will be selected and promoted to the team leader." ”

"Either it's one or one in the air."

Wang Pengsong thought for a while: "Then let's let the people in our group be the team leader, they are all acquaintances." ”

"In terms of qualifications, it should be Lao Chen and me, but I haven't become a level 5 investigator yet, so I'm not competitive."

"Lao Chen's words, qualifications, and experience are enough, but he is a person, he is old, and he is used to being leisurely, so he may not be willing to take over."

"I'm afraid that a bastard with a bad personality will be parachuted in above."

Speaking of this, Yang Mu pouted.

Wang Pengsong said: "If you really want to parachute something unpleasant, Brother Yang, you see that if I don't do it, he will be done." ”

"You haven't even arrived yet, who do you want to do?" Yang Mu glared at this Wang Ba calf, and after a few sips of wine, he began to talk nonsense.

Zhang Qingfeng asked strangely: "What about Chu Wanning, counting it, her qualifications and strength should be enough, right?" ”