What was broadcast on the TV news was a series of brand-new policies introduced by the Huo Yun government after Huo Yun was promoted... The speaker was the mayor.

The live news broadcast has lasted for nearly two hours.

"Still watching."

Di Qinglong came over wiping his wet hair. After practicing all night, he looked refreshed... Thanks to having jumped to the super level, his physical condition had also undergone some changes.

Probably because he looks less old in appearance and more youthful.

Middle stage of sixth stage.

This is a height that Di Qinglong has never imagined.

He didn't know whether it was because he was a late bloomer or because he had some great luck last night - in short, no one would dislike him for his high cultivation, right?

If I didn't stop to take care of the original blue and white in the middle, would it be more than just the middle of the sixth level?

He actually didn't care about this problem.

At this time, Yuan Qinghua stared blankly at the mayor on the screen who seemed to be giving some advice. She didn't know what she was thinking... She seemed to have ignored the appearance of Di Qinglong.

He didn't intend to disturb her, but just sat down next to her silently, and just glanced at the back of the woman's neck... The degree of alienation seemed to have deepened.

However, his strength has greatly increased. If Yuan Qinghua finally loses control, he should be able to suppress it easily and cause more casualties, right?

——Why do you suddenly have such an idea?

——Humans... after all, it’s hard to let go of this defensive mentality, right?

Di Qinglong was deep in thought when he heard Yuan Qinghua suddenly say: "She looks so confident."

"She?" Di Qinglong was startled, and then suddenly came over, "You mean the mayor?"

Yuan Qinghua nodded lightly.

Di Qinglong waved his hand and said: "This is Huo Yun's strongest woman. She is not confident. I'm afraid there is no confident woman in Huo Yun."

"Do you like her too?"

"How is that possible?" Di Qinglong shook his head with a wry smile, "Let's not talk about whether there will be any intersection between the two... As far as I know, the mayor probably doesn't like me anyway.

A man’s right?”

"You are a bad man." Yuan Qinghua said seriously.

At some point, Di Qinglong would even suspect that Yuan Qinghua had really lost her memory... or had selectively forgotten some things - for example, her feeling was very accurate.

"Yes." He looked into her eyes and nodded: "I am indeed not a good man."

Yuan Qinghua smiled slightly. Under the illusion of an ordinary face, this ordinary face unexpectedly had a glimmer that touched Di Qinglong, "I'm hungry."

Di Qinglong said directly: "Then go out to eat. There is no food at home."

…

"Sister Hua, where exactly are you..."

In front of the traffic control light, the roof of the luxury supercar slowly opened... Di Qinglong was going to get some air, but he looked curiously at a young man riding a flying motorcycle who was also waiting for the signal.

He seems to be looking for someone... Di Qinglong thought to himself.

As if he felt the gaze from the supercar, the young man on the flying motorcycle frowned and glanced at Di Qinglong subconsciously... He didn't intend to cause trouble. After nodding lightly, he turned on the signal light.

The moment he drove away, he flew out.

"that person……"

"What's wrong?" Di Qinglong looked at Yuan Qinghua curiously, "Do you know me?"

"Not wearing a helmet." Yuan Qinghua said seriously.

Lao Di was stunned. He wanted to laugh but didn't. He just felt relaxed when he was suddenly hit like this.

He relaxed the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator - but suddenly stepped on the brake again.

In front of the road, like a mirage, stood a handsome monk wearing a white cassock, with a handsome face and hands clasped together - the handsome bald Master San Burial Master.

His lips parted slightly and his eyes were compassionate, as if he was saying something.

——[Wu Neng]

The people in the car leaned forward.

"What happened?" Yuan Qinghua seemed to be a little frightened.

"There is a guy..." Di Qinglong looked ahead again, but saw no one on the road, "It's nothing."

——What happened?

——What does a monk do...

——[Wuneng]......

Di Qinglong took a deep breath and started the car again... speeding up and riding the fastest, after all, it was a supercar given by a rich woman.

——If that bald monk appears again, just bump into him like this, right?

he thought.

But no monk appeared along the way. Di Qinglong felt a little calmer, but accidentally glanced in the rearview mirror, and saw that strange bald head sitting on the roof of the speed car behind him.

"Hold steady."

Di Qinglong whispered in an instant.

Before Yuan Qinghua could react, the supercar had already let out a huge roar, jumped directly into the sky... In the rearview mirror, no pursuing vehicles could be seen.

"If you're in trouble, go back."

"If taking you to a meal is just a hassle, then I shouldn't be here."

When we looked at each other, the clouds were gathering and dispersing.

"I'm...a little cold."

Di Qinglong silently closed the hood of the flying car... and the speed slowed down.

——[Wuneng]......

——This feeling again.

…

In fact, the restaurant he usually goes to is not open today... Di Qinglong stopped in front of the restaurant rather irritably.

"It seems that because of Huo Yun's promotion, there is a high probability that the entire city will not be able to wake up in the past few days."

The originally lively streets now seemed particularly deserted.

Yuan Qinghua looked at him calmly, waiting for him to make up his mind.

"Go to my store." Di Qinglong said abruptly.

"shop?"

"It's the habit of cooking in the store." Di Qinglong smiled and said, "The employees also need to eat, right? Anyway, they probably haven't come to work at this time."

"good."

——[Wu Neng...]

——……

…

…

——[Wu Neng...]

It kept lingering in my ears, and gradually became clearer, as if it was like an annoying fly, and I wanted to take out its intestines, tie it into a knot, and stuff it back in order to make people feel a little more happy.

This made Di Qinglong couldn't help but wonder if he had fallen victim to some evil trick... a curse or something like that by the monk who had caused the plague.

He had to cover his ears with both hands and immediately adjusted his breathing... This was a breathing method taught by the instructor when he was an espionage officer to focus on and eliminate interference. It was mainly used to torture the opponent when he was captured.

He has a heart as steel and is ruthless... He sees himself as a puppet, self-hypnotizing to the point of cutting off all physical senses.

——It seems to have stopped.

He sighed slowly and took the food out of the operating room.

Yuan Qinghua looked at it curiously, "This is..."

"Sorry, the employees are probably too lazy, so all we have left is these junk foods." Di Qinglong smiled bitterly, "But it should be edible."

Yuan Qinghua watched Di Qinglong's next operation with interest.

Pour out the first water for instant noodles after two minutes, then add hot water again, and add it again after one minute. After adding some sauce packets and mixing them evenly, I took out the ham and cut it into small slices - added

Fried eggs.

The omelette is cooked directly by Di Qinglong on the palm of his hand - half-cooked.

"Are you really a hairstylist?"
To be continued...