"How did you know?" Hu Yifei was surprised, "But don't think too much. Xiao Lan just talks to me. These are all things I thought of."

Zhang Wei had no choice but to hold his forehead when he heard this.

(つД`)

He was sure that Hu Yifei had definitely crawled into the gutter this time and was used as a gun by her unfilial nephew with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The fact is indeed as Zhang Wei expected. In recent days, the newly promoted "Guardian Bao" Zhang Chulan has added several members of the health brigade who interacted with him in Zhang Wei's circle of friends with his ubiquitous skin and real-mouthed honey-sweetening techniques, and has collected a lot of information indirectly.

Afterwards, Zhang Chulan drew a series of mind maps based on the information he had at hand, and found that the heavyweight who was most likely to be "incited" by him was Hu Yifei, the current second-in-commander in the health brigade.

Then, our scheming boy spent a whole few days repeatedly polishing the script, and through casual chats, he successfully established the image of a sunny, candid and good young man in the heart of the female devil.

Finally, he guided through a series of silent words during the chat, and finally made Hu Yifei, who was unprepared for him, doubted about Meng's style of behavior.

The golden armored warrior who held his forehead and thought about it over and over again, thinking that his nephew was still young and would be transferred to the Demon City to go to school next semester. It was unwise to expose his tricks in front of the female devil, so he immediately changed the topic:

"Oh~ Yifei, I think you were a little hit because you heard that Teacher Zeng suddenly couldn't come back. How much benefit did Meng Lang give to everyone since he moved to the Love Apartment? Haven't we counted it yet?"

"My teacher told me that an excellent lawyer must learn to abandon his subjective assumptions and inherent prejudice, and to restore the essence of the case from the perspective of evidence."

"And the evidence we have now is that Meng Lang took out benefits and benefits that are far from worth a little money, but we were using his money to eat a Michelin restaurant while suspecting that he was going to cheat himself - isn't this quite unreasonable?"

"Is that true?" Hu Yifei felt inexplicably as if she had been forcibly surrendered to her university professor.

But after careful consideration, she felt that what Zhang Wei said was indeed reasonable, so she shook her head and opened the mobile web page, and continued to complain to the Labor and Social Security Department of the Magic City that a black-hearted TV station illegally postponed the retirement time of elderly employees...

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The camera jumped, and we turned our sight back to the Penglai Pian side.

When Zhuge Qing and the other two followed Du Jun into the Penglai School's mountain gate, this scene caught their eyes-

The quiet and peaceful Penglai School in the past has long since disappeared from its tidyness and beauty as before. Every brick and tile has a pattern, and the pungent smell of blood can be smelled from a distance, which made Xiao Zizai intoxicated and frowned.

Walk further in, and walk through the entrance path to the square outside the main hall. From a distance, I saw that the people here were divided into four groups.

Except for those all-sex disciples who met one another yesterday, who were standing in the middle of the venue with a arrogant look on their faces, the other Penglai Sect, Neon Sword Sect, and the southeast coastal sects occupied a corner from afar.

At the center of the square, there are two bloody human-shaped objects slowly squirming.

Chen Chong, wearing several wounds, stared at the opponent not far away, whose right eye was not completely blurred by blood, supported the ground with both hands, and struggled to get up.

Unexpectedly, this movement involved a abdominal wound, and the pain became extremely severe, which made him, who was already in a trance, almost fainted from the pain. He could only grit his teeth and use his willpower to force himself to prevent himself from falling back to the ground.

Not far away from him, Yagyu Heijiro also leaned over and knelt on the ground with blood, and tried to stand up again.

He barely opened his swollen eyelids, lowered his head and rubbed the gurgling blood from his forehead on his pants, and then raised his head tremblingly to look at his opponent's situation.

Seeing that Shen Chong seemed to get up faster than himself, Yanagi Heijiro couldn't help but feel despair in his heart.

He turned his eyes to Zhang San, who was watching the battle in mid-air, his eyes full of resentment and resentment.

Just now, he stopped hiding his own privately at a critical moment. He used the secret of no swords that had been hidden for many years, and instead seized the opponent's golden sword and slashed back.

But who would have thought that the golden armor leader wearing glasses on the opposite side was so weak that he had no spirit of a warrior. When he was about to penetrate his opponent's throat, he actually removed the magnetism, causing the golden sword in his hand to scatter into golden sands all over the sky.

This also made Yanyu Heijiro get a heavy punch from Shen Chong, which almost got hit on the spot and changed hands instantly.

But just as Shen Chong was about to stand up with a look of ecstasy expression on his face, his trampled body fell to the ground due to excessive blood loss.

Looking at the opponent who fell back to the ground, Yanagi Heijiro felt mixed feelings, but he slowly got up after adjusting his mood.

Then, he looked up at Zhang San, who was still smiling in the air, as if the words "Private victory, めオたがを股たげ股たげ股たげ股べきだ" were written on his face.

"Uh..." Although a certain scammer went out to the outside world could not understand the Japanese written on the neon face below, he could still guess the general meaning. So he kept his promise and told his younger brother, "Mr. Zhang did what he said. Since he lost the competition, then stop~"

After saying that, Zhang San fell back to the ground and took the hot towel that Dou Mei got from somewhere and cleaned her hands.

The younger brothers agreed, let go of the Neon people escorted in their hands, and took a step back together.

When a warrior saw that he had won the competition, he was also released as promised. He immediately raised his chin to the sky and looked back at his all-sex disciple who was still lying to him and said disdainfully:

"Weak people in the Central Plains, strong people are afraid of them!"

Just as the neon people were about to return to their camp, Zhang San gently put down the hot towel, turned his head to look at Dou Mei who was standing beside him and said in a relaxed tone:

"Sister Dou~ Our younger brothers in this class seem to be very good at brains! Are their lower cavernosal tumors pressing on their brain stem too much?"

Dou Mei:Σ(?Д?;)

After following Zhang San for many days, Dou Mei, who had already known this boss who had jumped from thinking, immediately understood it and turned around and shouted loudly to the disciples of all sex:

"A bunch of waste! Mr. Zhang San just said let go. Can you not kill people without using your hands?"

(?'?Д?')!!

Upon hearing this, the younger brothers suddenly realized, and then they all turned around and looked at the neon warriors who had not yet walked away, with a bold and ferocious smile on their faces...

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