Fang Hao and Luo Minjing quickly walked into the headquarters and came to the door of Song Yuanzheng's office.

The doors were wide open to both sides, and in the spacious and bright office, Song Yuanzheng was working at his desk.

"Report! Luo Minjing was ordered to bring Luo Hao to! Luo Minjing saluted and reported in front of the door.

Song Yuanzheng looked up and bowed slightly: "Luo Hao come in, you stand guard outside the door and close the door." ”

"Yes!" Luo Wenjing nodded to Fang Hao.

"Let's go inside."

Fang Hao stepped in, and the two black and bright doors closed behind him.

Luo Minjing turned her back to the door, trying to control herself from thinking too much.

Fang Hao and Song Yuanzheng talked separately, obviously talking about things that they didn't want others to know.

Including her.

This feeling is naturally not very pleasant.

Did Fang Hao really have amnesia?

She didn't know.

But she already had doubts.

Inside the office.

"Sit down." Song Yuanzheng put down the documents and pen and smiled.

Wang Fugen caught it and admitted that he did it. The spy behind it has also been captured and is on his way to be delivered. ”

"That's good." Fang Hao sat down at his desk and nodded with a smile.

So, what about my gold bars?

Song Yuanzheng didn't let him wait long, opened the drawer, took out a black cloth bag from it, and put it in front of him.

"This is a 10-kilogram gold bar scavenged from his house, and now it's yours, thank you for removing this great harm in the hot summer."

Fang Hao opened the black cloth bag, took out a gold bar and looked at it.

The blonde is shiny and mesmerizing.

"Your new identity is still a few days away." Song Yuanzheng said with a smile.

"When the time comes, I will open an account for you, get a bank card, and pay you a salary every month according to the treatment of an officer.

You're still young on the surface, so I can only give you the rank of second lieutenant.

In view of your special circumstances, I will not assign you a specific position. ”

It didn't matter which level it was, all Fang Hao wanted was that new identity, nodded and smiled: "Just have an identity." ”

He put the gold bar in his hand into the black cloth bag, and swiped his right hand into the air.

The space was like a rag, a crack had been cut, and inside was a dark and deep void.

This is naturally a [different dimensional pocket], which can be opened anytime and anywhere.

Fang Hao sent the black cloth bag into it and closed the bag again.

Nothing seemed to have happened except for the black cloth bag on the table.

Song Yuanzheng looked at this scene, calm on the surface, but shocked inexplicably in his heart.

He wasn't sure if it was an ability or a "divine power."

But he was very sure of another thing, that is, don't make enemies with Fang Hao, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

There are too many miraculous methods of this "man".

"Anything else?" Fang Hao smiled and asked, "If not, I won't disturb your office." ”

"Nothing else." Song Yuanzheng squeezed out a smile, "Where do you want to sleep tonight?" Do I need a private room for you? Your sister is quite big, with a small courtyard alone, and the room is enough, you can live there with her. ”

"She lives alone?" Fang Hao asked.

Song Yuanzheng smiled and nodded: "King-level, the accommodation conditions are definitely better than ordinary officers and soldiers." Now that you and her have become family, it is not illegal to live together. ”

"Okay." Fang Hao nodded, "I occasionally fall asleep, and it would be better to have a relative by my side to look at it." ”

"Sleepy?" Song Yuanzheng looked at Fang Hao with a smile and asked tentatively, "Is it that the consciousness has been transferred to other parts?" ”

"Hmm." Fang Hao nodded sincerely, "It's too far away, and controlling it at the same time will consume too much unnecessary energy." ”

Song Yuanzheng's smile froze.

He thought that Fang Hao would deny it, or find other reasons to cover it up.

I didn't expect Fang Hao to admit it so generously, and the reason was also impeccable.

I only transferred consciousness to save energy, don't you see that I am now all over the world looking for nuclear explosions?

How could I, who was so short of energy, waste my stored energy?

But if you're trying to do something about my unconscious clone, there's no need for me to conserve energy.

Song Yuanzheng decided not to test anything in the future.

Because even if he tries to find out something, he still can't do anything about the "person" in front of him.

On the contrary, there are too many temptations, which not only hurts feelings, but also destroys the trust between the two parties.

He called Luo Minjing in and asked her opinion.

"No problem." Coco Luo is self-assured.

She picked up the person, and now she has her surname, and it is easy to suddenly lose consciousness, and she really doesn't feel at ease when she puts it elsewhere.

After that, Song Yuanzheng arranged for the orderly soldiers to clean up the room and receive daily necessities.

After getting ready, Fang Hao and Luo Minjing went back to the independent courtyard together.

The residence of the king-level powerhouse is set up around the military camp, which is located in the outer and inner areas, forming a circle of protection, and dozens of meters away is the fort.

Luo Minjing has two orderlies.

However, she is not in the command department, she is not usually busy, and most of the time she does her own thing.

As a result, two orderlies were often seconded to do other things.

That is, she is the only one living in the small courtyard.

Now it's two.

The courtyard has two floors, each floor has two rooms, one on the first floor is used as a living room and one is a bedroom.

There are two rooms on the second floor, one is a study and the other is still empty.

Fang Hao lived in this empty room.

"If you want to take a hot shower, you have to go to the big bathhouse, and I usually take a shower in the bathroom."

The body of a king-level powerhouse will be fine if it is soaked in ice water, and it will be fine to wash it directly with the faucet if you want to save trouble.

Fang Hao's body was ten times that of an ordinary adult, and he was also a person who wanted to save trouble, so he took a shower in the pool of the small courtyard and went upstairs to sleep after taking a shower and changing his clothes.

Consciousness shifts back to the ontology of the home.

took out his mobile phone, and found the business card of Liu Hong, a thug of the Dragon Club, and dialed his number by number.

"Figured it out?"

"I want to see your boss."

"Now?"

"Now."

"Okay, I'll pick you up in the car."

Fang Hao hung up the phone, put the phone into the pocket of another dimension, took out the bag of gold, and took out the excess.

According to the gold price of 400 grams, 10 kilograms is 4 million, and 3 million is 7.5 kilograms.

One gold bar is a kilogram, and he decided to take out 8 gold bars to pay off the debt.

It's okay, I'll give you a look at the Dragon Club first, and it's still mine when I turn around.

Shanglian: Mine is still mine.

Downlink: What's yours is also mine.

Heng Pi: I'm going to .jpg them all

Sent the schoolbag and mobile phone into the other-dimensional pocket, and transferred consciousness to the second clone placed on the roof of the building.

The doppelganger jumped from the roof of the building and landed silently on the grass in the front yard.

He turned his head to look at Ai Xiaoya's house next door.

The lights were not turned on, and it seemed that the family was traveling again.

Pushing open the courtyard door, he glanced back at the window of the room where his parents had turned off the lights and rested.

I'm going to settle the debt problem tonight.

If you can't solve the problem, you can solve the person who created the problem.

Liu Hong soon drove a black off-road vehicle over and stopped on the road in front of the hospital.

Fang Hao opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.

Liu Hong said with a smile: "I thought you would survive until the end of the year, and if you figure it out half a year earlier, your parents will be able to pay less than 100,000 yuan in interest." ”

Fang Hao fastened his seat belt and looked calmly ahead.

"It's July 15th, right?"

Liu Hong stepped on the accelerator and said with a smile: "Yes, in the Midyear Festival, the ghost door is wide open, and the hundred ghosts travel at night." ”

Fang Hao squinted slightly.

I hope that the boss of the Dragon Club will get acquainted with each other, and don't drag so many people to the underworld together.