"Get out!"

The swarthy headmaster snarled into the phone again.

"Okay."

The other side answered, and hung up the phone without hesitation.

For a moment, the principal was even more angry, and couldn't help but want to punch the wall, but in the end he held back and controlled himself.

"I'm Lingwu High School, when can I have a brain!"

"Again, what's the difference with the reserves!!

The conference room was filled with the headmaster's painful murmur.

……

The city was now in a strange atmosphere.

Obviously, the crowds are surging and lively.

However, the Mo Academy was silent, the school gate was closed, and in recent days, there was not a single student or teacher.

Even those hidden cults and evil people in the city seem to have disappeared.

Under the reports of many reporters, the atmosphere in Jiangcheng is ridiculously good.

There is a feeling that the road is not left behind, and the door is not closed at night.

in the hotel.

Zhao Zicheng browsed the news posts that reported him, and was amazed, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

"Look, look what they say!"

"A rising star."

"Under the handsome appearance, there is a cold heart."

"The cult that killed them fled in despair."

"In time, he will inevitably become the pride of the human race."

"That's a good point."

Zhao Zicheng was obviously intoxicated, fantasizing about the scene of his killing all sides one day.

Although his awakened object is a sandbag, it also has strange properties.

But as I continue to awaken...

What if?

In case all the rest of his skills are attack skills, a sandbag is like a giant mountain, ruthlessly suppressed and descended.

Destroy all demons in one blow.

How domineering!

Yu Sheng silently looked at Zhao Zicheng's intoxicated appearance, and muttered for two seconds: "Do you think there is a possibility that the cult will kill you Liwei." ”

"After all, everyone is praising you as the future pride and cult buster."

...

Zhao Zicheng's body stiffened.

It seems like... Makes sense.

If you are a cult, a post boasts so much about people, and they still use themselves as a pull, especially if they really dare to kill people...

Perhaps, kill Zhao Zicheng and let everyone know that the cult is still that cult, and the benefits are great.

By the way, you can also play a wave of advertising.

In the end, he jumped out and said to the media: "I am a cult, and I am willing to take responsibility for Zhao Zicheng's death." ”

The topic is full.

The effect is sensational.

"The hotter you are now, the faster it will cool."

Yu Sheng silently added.

Zhao Zicheng couldn't help swallowing and spitting, and strengthened his courage: "No, handsome is a lifelong thing!" ”

"I can also... Can you still let a mere cult scare you? ”

"What's more, I don't believe in cults and dare to kill people in the Ink Academy, and besides, I still have a boss to cover me."

As he spoke, Zhao Zicheng showed a flattering smile in the direction of the rest of his life.

Yu Sheng thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head: "According to the hotness of your topic now, if the cult has thoughts about you, the people who come... I can't stop it. ”

"Then I'll go to the Ink Academy!"

"It's a big deal, I can't get out of it for a year and a half!"

"Do they really dare to enter the school and kill people?"

Zhao Zicheng had a ruthless face and a firm tone, if he didn't listen to him, just looking at the momentum, there was a kind of appearance of killing one by one, and killing one by two.

"Come on."

Yu Sheng still held the demon crystal in his hand, looked at the city under his feet through the window, and said lightly.

……

"From today onwards, all the Divine Cultists in the entire Xinjiang City will be dispatched by me."

"Of course, some people don't have to worry about me getting in his way, at most half a year, I will be promoted to a priest and transferred to other provinces."

"If everyone cooperates, everything will be fine."

"But if anyone has other careful thoughts, don't blame me Zongren for killing so many of them first in the past six months in office, and standing up for power, understand?"

The Divine Servant of Bai Chun City wore a mask and stared at the people below with cold eyes.

In just a few days, his whole body has become a few laps fatter, and even a little shorter.

Several sect members below who were obviously of high status glanced at each other, made eye contact, and bowed at the same time: "We naturally follow the teachings of the sect gods. ”

Half...

If it's just gold-plated, it doesn't matter if it's enduring.

"Well, is there anything unusual in Xinjiang City lately?"

Looking at everyone's reactions, Zong Ren nodded with satisfaction, and because of obesity, he sat on the chair with some difficulty and asked.

"There are no other anomalies."

"Because it is the enrollment period of the Mo Academy, according to the unspoken rules of Xinjiang City, there can be no chaos at this time."

"Otherwise, no one can afford to attract the wrath of the Ink Academy."

One of the congregationists spoke.

Zong Ren nodded: "With the strength of the Ink Academy, it should be easy to sweep this frontier city, how did you manage to operate under the nose of the Ink Academy?" ”

Even he was curious about this.

The power of the cult branch on this side of Xinjiang City is not outstanding, and even he, the person in charge, is only a four-time awakener.

It is no exaggeration to say that a sweeping old man at the Mo Academy may be able to wipe them out if he is in a good mood and goes out for activities.

"This..."

Several people were obviously embarrassed: "Because we are useful." ”

"Huh?"

"You have disobeyed God's will?"

Zongren's tone became cold, and he looked at a few people silently, his eyes flickering.

Several people hurriedly shook their heads: "Absolutely not, we will always unswervingly follow the steps of God." ”

"It's just that Moge acquiesced in our existence."

"Because of the particularity of Xinjiang City, the population is relatively sparse, as long as we don't recklessly disturb the people, the Mo Academy will support us and give the students of the academy experience and use."

"Including some well-known villains in the city, there is a list within the Ink Academy."

"Give the students their assignments."

"For example, a few of our heads are worth it... Well... Twenty. ”

They said this very miserably, and they wanted to cry without tears.

Zongren's brows hidden under the mask furrowed deeply: "It's worth twenty yuan?" ”

"Not really."

"Twenty credits, converted into ink coins, 20,000."

"It's just that there are too few of them, and they don't like it, so they haven't bothered us."

"But if you meet a poor and crazy person one day, you can't say for sure."

"Our previous terms were all like this."

Several people recalled the past, and they couldn't help but be a little apprehensive.

Obviously, it was a not-so-wonderful past.