"Is he scolding us?"

"It seems to be scolding."

"Ya old thing, get him!"

"If I want to get you, I can't beat it."

"Then get his grandson!"

"He has no grandchildren, and he has no sons..."

“...”

“...”

The two elderly people just looked at each other in the air, and finally fell into silence, speechless for a while.

"Forget it, get down to business first!"

Yuan Qingshan decisively changed the topic, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the interrogation room.

Qi Changshan quickly followed.

In the interrogation room, the black angel shrank in the corner, covered in blood, and the turtle was squatting in the corner, holding his head in his hands, and his body was constantly trembling.

Yuan Qingshan walked over and patted him gently.

The frightened black angel kept shouting: "Don't come, please don't come." ”

"Hey, what did the old ghost do to him?"

Yuan Qingshan looked at this scene with some embarrassment, and started a new round of gentle healing work with Qi Changshan on the black angel.

Two hours passed.

The two walked out of the interrogation room with solemn expressions and came to Sun Yingying's office.

Turn off the computer, the network.

The energy formed a barrier, found a place with his back to the surveillance, and whispered.

Long.

The energy dissipates.

The three of them looked at each other and nodded slightly, and dispersed.

No one knew what they were discussing, even if Luo Qing had been co-opted, they were still isolated to avoid any accidents.

In the afternoon of the same day.

Moge officials finally gave an explanation.

An explanation of the fighting situation in the past few days, including how many cultists have been arrested, and some thieves' dens have been killed with ease.

The evil forces of the people have been cleaned up from beginning to end.

Inside the hotel.

Sun Wen collapsed on the sofa exhausted, and his voice was already hoarse.

A big war is finally over.

For a few days, he sat on this sofa, observing the movements in the three directions, analyzing the data, sorting out the data, arranging tactics, and formulating the route.

The harvest has been remarkable.

On his record list, the Ink Academy is far ahead, firmly in the first place.

Indisputable.

Among them, the Gold Ingot Group has played a huge role, and it has really made Sun Wen understand a truth, it turns out that there is money... Anything is true.

Zhao Zicheng and Lin Xiaoxiao were the first to come back.

Da Bai has lost weight all over, and he doesn't look like he had the same elegant posture as before.

Like a dead dog, he was dragged by Lin Xiaoxiao and slid from the ground to the hotel.

Reluctantly back to his own kennel, his pupils glazed.

Even Lin Xiaoxiao was not interested in the dog food in front of him.

Zhao Zicheng was honorably wounded again.

There are several places on his body wrapped in gauze, which looks a little miserable.

But he had a smug smile on his face and a medal hanging from his chest.

Two lines.

After that, it was Mu Yu and Ah Tai who came back.

Atay carried the tombstone in his right hand, put a plaster on his left hand, and his upper body was bare, and his back was a long knife wound, but it had already scabbed.

But if the action is a little bigger, there will still be blood spilling.

"Atay blocked it for me..."

Mu Yu looked at Atai's back with a somewhat complicated expression, and said softly.

As Atai said before, as long as he is there, he will not let the others standing behind him be injured.

Because of the reason that the rest of his life started too fast, there were many places to run, the farthest road, and the last one to come back.

There was still a slight smell of blood on his body.

Out of thin air, there was a little more evil.

But his expression was as calm as ever, and he sat back in his familiar corner and continued to concentrate.

This kind of high-intensity work seems to him to be inconsequential and habitual.

Even, just looking at him, he couldn't imagine that this was a man who had just slaughtered several cities and hundreds of cultists.

Even those evil qi that diffused gradually dissipated in a short period of time, disappearing and becoming invisible.

"It's finally over."

"Back to the academy this time, old... Lao Tzu wants to sleep with him for three days and three nights. ”

Sun Wen said with a hoarse voice.

His eyes were full of longing for freedom.

"Sleep a fart."

"Lao Tzu is the one who should sleep the most."

Xu Yuanqing pushed the door and floated in...

Yes, it can be described by the word floating, the feet dragging the ground, driving the body, as if there were no bones.

People are like pandas.

The two eyes were terrible black.

"Sun Wen, there's something..."

Looking at Sun Wen, Xu Yuanqing just spoke, and the next second he fell straight to the ground and fell asleep.

The cry shook the sky.

Everyone looked at Xu Yuanqing and was speechless for a while.

Although this teacher usually looks improper, and even a little shameless, shameless, dirty, hooligan, and scoundrel, at least at the critical moment... It's pretty reliable.

Always do the right thing at the right time.

At least... is a qualified teacher.

Several of them didn't even have the strength to eat, so they went back to their bedrooms and went to sleep.

The rest of my life sat by the window, a little distracted.

After his hard work in the past few days, the bottle in the picture scroll finally became clearer, and only a shallow layer of mist remained.

Work hard, work overtime, maybe...

It's almost unlocked.

I just don't know if after this bottle is unlocked, it will be a direct three awakenings, or a new cultivation from one awakening.

With a touch of tiredness in his eyes, he leaned back in his chair and fell asleep for the rest of his life.

It wasn't until it was getting dark, accompanied by a slight noise in the living room, that I quietly opened my eyes.

Xu Yuanqing woke up with a yawn, opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of soda, dragged himself to sit on the sofa, took a sip, and barely came back to life.

"Little bunnies, get up!"

A little weakly shouted, and after finding that there was no movement in these bedrooms, he muttered in a whisper: "The little vigilance I learned in the academy was all swallowed back." ”

"For the rest of your life, you still have no grenades, give me one."

Yu Sheng opened his backpack and rummaged through it, and took out two round balls: "There are two left, which one to blow up?" ”

...

Xu Yuanqing's body stiffened, and he said quietly: "I'm actually joking with you." ”

Yu Sheng looked at him a little blankly: "Me too." ”

"Forget it, I won't give them a lesson today."

"Go back to sleep."

"I'm sleepy too..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yuanqing fell asleep again.

Yu Sheng sat by the window, holding the two small balls in his hands, thoughtfully: "Could it be that I behaved... Isn't it like a joke? ”

……

"Who is the winner this time?"

In the office, Sun Yingying sorted out the documents on the desktop, looked at the middle-aged secretary opposite and asked.

The middle-aged secretary was expressionless and didn't say a word.

Just look at him.

"Oh, it's the Ink Academy?"

"Tomorrow at noon... Well, let's start practicing at noon. ”

"Let them come and gather at the bottom of the ink attic, and I'll take them myself."

Sun Yingying's expression was calm, there was no embarrassment at all, and he asked and answered himself.

"Okay."

The secretary nodded, turned and left.

Since he discovered Sun Yingying's habit of peeping at the screen, his work efficiency has improved a lot.

Inside an empty office.

Sun Yingying frowned slightly, his expression was serious and thoughtful.

"When I wasn't there during the day, this guy actually saw the seventh episode?"

"Missed an episode."

He shook his head with some regret.

"Hey, is this a new anime?"

"The style of painting is good."

Sun Yingying's eyes suddenly lit up, and his expression became focused, staring at the white wall in front of him, as if there was some gorgeous picture on it.