Tsing Yi Street is very close to the Tongju Yamen, and the straight-line distance is only 1 kilometer.

Lu Li came here by car, parked on the side of the road and waited patiently.

At the same time, Xiaocha and Chen Zhizhong also came to the "meeting hall" early.

The noisy and noisy gathering here was full of people, and the patrol and arrest bureaus, the traffic department, the national art association, as well as the armed guards, and the yamen related to public security all sent people to make friends and make contacts.

Of course, Xiaocha was treated by the stars again.

Everyone is especially concerned about her life's events, and the girl is miserable.

Fortunately, several high-ranking officials and leaders came one after another, and everyone hurriedly stood up, not daring to say anything more.

Xiao Cha stared at the rostrum a little nervously.

I saw that Zhang Tongju sat first on the right hand, and Xia Weijing and Jiang Haiyan did the second and third respectively.

Fan Shouyi was the last to arrive and walked unhurriedly towards the "burst chair".

Xiaocha reached into her pants pocket and tightened her grip on the remote control.

At the same time, lower your head, observe the movement of the target with your peripheral vision, and be ready to detonate at any time.

But seeing that Fan Shouyi was about to sit down, Zhang Tongju suddenly got up to greet him, and the two chatted casually.

"Lord Fan, I can't get through the Yang Ming Sutra, what is the problem?"

"Also, this hand Taiyin Lung Sutra is also a little unpleasant......"

Zhang Tongju asked two questions in succession, and Xia Weiyun looked disdainful next to him.

[This person really likes to take advantage as rumored, and wants to prostitute the inner vision of the god master for nothing]

Jiang Haiyan also saw this, and showed a trace of impatience on his face:

"Let's have a meeting first, if Zhang Tongju has any questions, I will talk to Master Fan alone after the meeting."

"What Miss Jiang said is, then let's have a meeting."

Zhang Tongpai's face was respectful, but he was slandering in his heart:

[Born with a golden soup spoon, how can you understand our hardships, it's easy to see a master of refining gods]

But at this moment, Fan Shouyi took the initiative to say: "Zhang Tong has judged that there is Yaxing, and I will visit after the meeting."

Hearing this, Zhang Tongju showed a touch of playfulness, and said meaningfully: "That...... The official will greet you. ”

Fan Shouyi also looked at each other deeply, and the two of them looked like they were in a posture where everything was silent.

Xia Weiyun's expression was cold: [They want to talk about promoting Bing Spirit! 】

[The surname Zhang has a famous appetite, Fan Shouyi took the initiative to find the door, it seems that he is in a hurry]

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A group of high-ranking officials and leaders pushed the cups on the stage, but they didn't sit down, but they made Xiaocha anxious.

Chen Zhizhong grimaced his face beside him, and beat the drum wildly in his heart:

[What the hell does this girl want to do? 】

Yesterday, he only answered all of Xiaocha's questions, but he didn't ask about specific plans, after all, the less you know about this kind of thing, the better.

Just when the two were anxious and apprehensive, the bigwigs on the rostrum finally finished communicating.

Fan Shouyi finally returned to his seat and sat down.

I saw him shake his official robe and sit neatly on the "burst cylinder chair", his posture was not chic.

But I was still thinking about things:

[Zhang He is in charge of the criminal name and is a very suitable candidate. But this old dog is insatiable, and he is afraid that he will make the lion open his mouth......]

At this moment, Fan Shouyi suddenly had a thrill!

"Not good! It's a [Spiritual Sense] warning!

！ ”

The keen senses of the martial artist, combined with the ultra-fast thinking brought by refining the gods, will give people a mysterious and mysterious "spiritual sense".

To put it bluntly - guess very accurately, and have a premonition of danger!

At this moment, Fan Shouyi immediately felt that something was not good, and he wanted to jump away.

But he was distracted before, and his reaction was so slow to react, and at this time, the fire had already rushed out of his buttocks!

Seeing this, Xiao Cha immediately pressed the button twice in a row to detonate the "anti-tank mine".

I saw a dazzling pillar of flame qi gushing out from under Fan Shouyi's buttocks.

Although this person didn't have time to escape, a layer of ...... immediately appeared on his body A "hive shield" composed of countless regular hexagons.

This is something that often appears in science fiction works, which is Fan Shouyi's body protection spell condensed with his mind, and it is also the last hope.

It's a pity that in the face of directional blasting that can paralyze tanks, it is really not enough.

The translucent "honeycomb shield", like a layer of toilet paper, is easily pierced, and then dissipates as a fluorescent.

With a terrible scream, Fan Shouyi was engulfed by a violent wave of flames.

Then came a violent explosion that shook the ground, and a large hole was made in the roof, and the rubble and rubble fell with a clatter.

Everyone shouted in surprise and dodged, and the three high-ranking officials stood in a safe place in a flash.

Xia Weiyun just saw the fluorescence dissipated by the "Hive Shield", and his expression froze:

"The Six-Colored Sky of the Void was easily penetrated...... This is no ordinary explosion! ”

And Jiang Haiyan's focus was not here, she roared loudly:

"Lord Fan! Let's see if there's anything wrong with Master Fan! ”

The sound rolled out, suppressing a little panic at the scene.

Everyone looked around, and soon found Fan Shouyi in the ruins.

I saw that he looked sluggish, but he didn't see any injuries. Except for the dirty body, it seems that there is no big problem?

Jiang Haiyan stepped forward and said anxiously: "Lord Fan, are you okay?" ”

Fan Shouyi said: "Fart, butt hurts......"

Jiang Haiyan looked at his buttocks, and his expression changed drastically - Fan Shouyi's part below the navel was gone!

All the internal organs were exposed, and it was all thanks to the strong vitality of the marrow washing realm that he didn't breathe.

But this kind of injury, even if you have to die in the innate realm, it is nothing more than a matter of time.

Jiang Haiyan trembled, and said in a trembling voice: "Thief! Culprits! What a guts! Blatantly assassinate the imperial court officials! ”

During the New Year's Festival, Lu Li gave her a big gift, and it is estimated that this year is not to be thought about.

At this time, Fan Shouyi was still whispering that his butt hurt.

Xia Weiyun thought about this person's usual face, so he teased:

"Lord Fan, you don't have an ass, it shouldn't hurt~"

As soon as these words came out, Fan Shouyi's originally sluggish expression suddenly froze, and his eyes also glared, blooming with brilliant stars!

In the next moment, but when I heard a loud roar, the "Peach Wood Sword" shot out, and the target was the cheap-mouthed Xia Weiyun!

"I didn't do it! Don't come at me! ”

Xia Weiyun flashed sideways, and the peachwood sword swept dangerously past his arm.

After half a second, blood suddenly spurted from his arm, and there was already a big gap!

And the peachwood sword couldn't hit it with a blow, and the bird-like dexterity turned around, and the sword body exploded into a circle of sonic boom shockwaves, and it exploded!

With a speed of about 400 m/s and a weight of 500 grams, this thing not only contains terrifying kinetic energy, but also magical sharpness.

Xia Weiyun didn't dare to make a hard connection, so he could only dodge again and again, but he couldn't dodge all of them, and in the blink of an eye, he was cut three bloody gaps on his body.

The body of the blood-swapping warrior immune to rifle bullets is as fragile as a potato!

The others were afraid of being injured by mistake, so they retreated again and again and did not dare to approach.

Xiao Cha secretly rejoiced that this thing was powerful and intelligent, but fortunately there was no conflict head-on.

Fortunately, it was back to the light, and after hitting 3 blows, the peachwood sword lost its momentum, and it was skewed.

Fan Shouyi barely pinched a handprint, causing the peachwood sword to fly backwards, piercing his forehead and stirring at the same time.

Is it a self-defeating one, or is it a dead end!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tongjuan was full of regret: "The soul of the fetal breath realm can do a lot of things, it's a waste." ”