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Chapter 52: Yan Ling Jingtong's superior Yan Ling?

After Mo Qiuran gave the officer the matter of the drug that might have been the cause of this incident, thoroughly investigated the illegal mixed-race arena boss, and found and took care of the woman in the photo, and the officer stood attentively and saluted again, leading the team directly to the mountain, preparing to deal with the subsequent matters.

Although the battle traces have been destroyed by Tang Zi, half of Deadpool's body is still there and we must not leave it alone.

The captain also received an order from his superior at the same time, saying that the problem had been solved, and their next task was to revoke the defensive position and send Mo Qiuran and Tang Zi back to the military base.

So... it really solved?

One man and one woman, the youngest major general who has seen so far, and the man is still his own student. He went in naked and fisted, and a few muffled thunder sounds were heard, and then the monster-like thing was solved?

The captain still felt a little incredible, so did the team lead the team this time, and did it really only play a leading role in the whole process?

"Instructor, feast!" Mo Qiuran's shouting brought the captain back to his senses.

"Feast?" asked the captain.

"Yes, a big meal! I have agreed before, and I have longed for the food in the army for a long time!" Mo Qiuran's expectant eyes were not concealed at all, and she seemed to really want to eat it.

Tang Zi, who was beside her, narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she understood something.

Of course, there is food to eat, and it is delicious and rich. The food and benefits of the army have increased year by year, and the strength of the country is reflected in every little thing.

For example, Korean soldiers were teased and provoked by North Korean soldiers... You can imagine what kind of procedure the army's food was poor? Maybe every meal may bring some broth at most?

Such a country even boasts that the universe is the best, that's just a joke!

Mo Qiuran showed a terrifying appetite, and the special forces were shocked.

They have never seen such a way to eat it, as if... they were hungry for more than ten days!

So much so that they fell into deep thought about their daily meals. Could it be that they were in a blessing and did not know how to be blessed?

"Goodbye to instructor!" Mo Qiuran boarded the helicopter and waved goodbye to the captain, "I'll see you again if you're destined to be!"

The captain smiled on his face and waved his hand to say goodbye to Mo Qiuran, but there was a hint of stiffness in his smile, because... goodbye?

Is this the case again?

For some reason, a trace of ominous premonition suddenly surged in the captain's heart, which corresponded to the future that seemed not very distant.

...

After some trouble, at night, the two finally returned to the starting point, which was Tang Zi’s barber shop.

To be precise, this building belongs to Tang Zi, but I just used it to open a barber shop on the first floor.

"How many abilities do you have?" Tang Zi finally asked when she was about to separate.

"To be precise, there is only one kind of thing," Mo Qiuran thought for a while, "I can copy the abilities of the people I met. At present... I don't seem to find the upper limit of this ability."

"But it will consume a lot of physical strength?" Tang Zi asked, "It was the same before, this time, after the battle, you replenished a lot of energy, but you were not as sleepy as last time, because the last battle was more intense?"

"Sister Tang is very clear!" Mo Qiuran gave a thumbs up.

"Your ability sounds a bit like the Sword Spirit and Mirror Pupil. According to records, this Sword Spirit can quickly deconstruct the structure of a machine or alchemy mechanism device, and quickly obtain the assembly and use method of the device. Currently, there are speculations that you can copy other people's knowledge or other people's speech spirits." Tang Zi said after thinking for a while.

"So my spirit is the mirror pupil?" Mo Qiuran said in accordance with Tang Zi's words.

"Of course not! Although the mirror pupil can be copied, it is also limited. It is absolutely impossible to copy the body-enhanced Yan Ling!" Tang Zi shook her head, "Unless your Yan Ling is the upper Yan Ling of the Jing Tong..."

"What is the upper spirit of the mirror pupil?" Mo Qiuran asked curiously.

"I don't know, the mirror pupil does not have a corresponding word spirit serial number, because it has not yet been found where it should be in the periodic table of the word spirit. Even if it is found, it is useless. Its superior word spirit has not been discovered yet. Besides, no matter how it is, it is impossible for the eyes to be blue..." Tang Zi said.

"Is there a possibility that I am not actually a mixed race?" Mo Qiuran decided to give a little tip.

"..." Tang Zi fell into silence, looking at him, her eyes as if she was looking at a lunatic.

"When I didn't say it." Mo Qiuran understood. It seemed that this was another thing that no one believed it to the truth.

"Anyway, be careful and remember what I said before." Tang Zi said.

"I understand! As long as I have the chance, I will definitely hold my thighs!" Mo Qiuran immediately made a statement.

"It's to let you be careful not to reveal the stuff!" Tang Zi kicked Mo Qiuran hard with her long legs that she had been greedy for a long time but had never been able to get it.

...

Mo Qiuran returned home humming a song and paused when he opened the door.

It was already night, the lights were turned on in the house, and the door was not locked, so it opened as soon as it was twisted.

"It's not a good habit to enter without telling me." Mo Qiuran said while changing his shoes when entering the door.

"The eldest young master went on a trip with the United States, so we hard-working workers have to work overtime until now~" A female voice that sounded a little "resentful" came from the sofa.

"You said this and I almost forgot that we were still fighting to death yesterday." Mo Qiuran poured himself a glass of boiled water and looked at the woman sitting on the sofa. Her tight clothes outlined the perfect curves and also had a charming face. Just a glance reminded people of Su Daji in ancient times, which was Jiude Mai.

"So am I here to send compensation?" Mai Jiude picked up the computer bag beside her, took out a heavy laptop from it, and opened it, "There are all the information in it, and the intelligence network you want."

"Not bad, very refreshing," Mo Qiuran glanced a few times, and looked at Jiude Mai, "I just didn't expect you to send it here by yourself... I'm really afraid that I would tear the ticket if I get the goods?"

"The potato chip girl said you are not that kind of person, so I have to come." Jude Mai spread her hands helplessly and said.

"Interesting, I want to meet her more and more." Mo Qiuran smiled.

"She is very fat! She eats potato chips every day! She has double chin and a belly!" said Mai Jiude viciously.

"It's a miracle that you can live to this day." Mo Qiuran sighed.

"Thank you for the compliment. Anyway, everything is already here, and my mission is over," Mai Jiude stood up and stretched, then suddenly laughed, showing her charm. "It's not impossible to stay someone!"
Chapter completed!
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