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Chapter 183 The Summoning of Members

Chapter 183 Summoning of the Members

Author: Kitten wants to become an immortal

Chapter 183 Summoning of the Members

Chen Bofu repeatedly confirmed that Chen Jing was not having any problems and that his physical condition was as normal as before he left, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The teleportation ritual has been arranged." Chen Bofu sat beside the bed and pointed to the floor under his feet. "When it is necessary to teleport away, as long as the person is in the community, he can pass in an instant."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jing nodded and his expression relaxed a little.

Although I don’t know what the [Moonlight Secretariat] people are planning, it is always right to find the retreat in advance.

In Chen Jing's opinion, it is not embarrassing to run away at all, and it is embarrassing to be killed for no reason.

"Xuye contacted me before." Chen Bofu whispered, "Mr. Randolph wants to see us."

"We?" Chen Jing was stunned.

"Yes, you and me." Chen Bofu couldn't help frowning when he talked about this, because he always felt that there would be no good for Randolph, the old guy who came to him.

A dying person.

Did you suddenly look for him just to chat?

"When will I go?" Chen Jing asked.

"In another two hours." Chen Bofu took out his cell phone and looked at the time, and said without raising his head, "The council is driving to pick us up."

"Just like this big fanfare..." Chen Jing glanced at the old man thoughtfully and suddenly laughed, "It seems that the Council wants to use us to give eye drops to those monks."

Chen Jing knows how difficult the current situation is, especially for the [Roundtable Parliament] that is about to lose the last member of the parliament. The pressure they face is far greater than that of Chen Jing and the others.

The reason is very simple.

Chen Jing and the others seem to be a small group, but compared to the parliament, they are no different from being alone...and what about the parliament?

It was an organization with hundreds of thousands of grassroots personnel alone.

Once the [Moonlight Sentimental Society] overturned the table and chose to launch a religious war in the city, without the protection of the great parliamentary members, the tragic price that the parliament had to pay... no one could bear it.

So Chen Jing knows what they want to do without guessing.

Do your best to win over the old man.

There is only one way to go.

Otherwise, what else can be done?

Is it good to rebuild the old with [Moonlight Secretary Society]?

Or should I just roll the bedding and run away with hundreds of thousands of people?

"I'll go to the rest, and the people from the council will call me when they come." Chen Bofu stood up while yawning, rubbed his stiff neck, and made a cracking sound, "I have never rested since I came back from the wasteland, I'm so exhausted..."

"Okay, I'll call you when they come."

Seeing the old man go back to the house to rest, Wei Nan was no longer under pressure. She climbed onto the bed like a monkey, lifted Chen Jing's clothes and studied it carefully.

It's bare and nothing.

"It's so strange...how did that thing get in..."

Wei Nan muttered, poking Chen Jing's stomach with his hand. He felt that the QQ was bounced, but he was afraid that Chen Jing would be angry, so he looked up carefully and looked at him.

"See what I do..."

"I'm afraid you're angry. This guy is so stingy. I've made the old man's bullets crash before..."

"That's not what I let it go."

Chen Jing wanted to explain, but when he looked at the cute and stupid face in front of him, he thought about it but said nothing. He raised his hand and gently touched her head.

"I won't be angry with you anymore."

"real?!"

Wei Nan originally wanted to slap Chen Jing's hand, after all, Yan Que's mortal enemy was still watching, and she didn't want to be treated as a child by Chen Jing in front of Yan Que!

But when I heard Chen Jing's words...

"You are not angry about anything I do?"

"Um."

"Then can you let me bounce that brain back?"

"……OK."

Chen Jing lowered his head slightly and signaled that Wei Nan would bounce back.

"Go... I'm not such a stingy person!" Wei Nan snorted, raised his hand and rubbed Chen Jing's already messy hair for a few times, "This will be even!"

"Yan Bird."

"ah?"

Suddenly, he heard Chen Jing call him, Yan Que, who was standing aside in a daze, suddenly came to his senses and looked at him blankly.

"You go with us later..." Chen Jing became more cautious than before, with a warning to the medieval society between the lines, "You, Wei Nan, and Lane, follow us to the parliament."

"Are you afraid that those monks will come to you?" Yan Que asked in a low voice.

"The situation has changed now, and some things have to be guarded against." Chen Jing nodded.

Although this kind of family-to-family approach feels a little timid, it is better to show timid than to have an accident... especially after experiencing that damn nightmare.

right.

That's just a dream.

Chen Jing firmly believed in this and kept comforting himself.

But no matter what.

Whenever Chen Jing thinks about the contents of the nightmare, an irresistible fear will spread rapidly in his body and even consciousness like a bone-attached gangrene.

He knew what he was afraid of.

For someone like him who is accustomed to living alone.

Loneliness is the norm.

But once he is no longer lonely, has relatives and friends, and has more and more concerns... he is destined to be unable to face separation.

If these concerns really have to be forced to be peeled off from him, it would probably be a pain in the bone marrow. It would be better to kill him directly.

That's just a dream.

Chen Jing kept telling himself this.

But what if that dream... is an ominous sign?

so.

Chen Jing's mentality has changed unknowingly.

If he was careful enough in the past, then now he is even more powerful... He would rather be embarrassed and be timid and timid than have any accidents around him.

"Is it necessary to be so careful?" Wei Nan squatted on the bed next to Chen Jing, with a puzzled expression, "Who monks have such courage?"

"I hope they don't..." Chen Jing smiled, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

Wei Nan and Yan Que were chatting with each other, and two hours passed quickly.

The old man was not woken up by Chen Jing, but was woken up by a phone call.

"You guys are so urging me! I won't go any further!" Chen Bofu cursed and pushed open the bedroom door, gave Chen Jing a look, and signaled him to change his clothes and prepare to set off.

Hang up the phone.

The old man yawned, his expression was very impatient, as if he had not yet calmed down when he woke up.

"Who will pick us up?" Chen Jing asked casually when he got out of bed.

"Selection Night."

Chen Bofu turned his head and turned his eyes out the window. His turbid old eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was observing something in the distance to the city.

"I heard from that girl that the monks recalled all the monks to the diocese's residence, as if they were preparing to do something big..."

When Chen Jing heard the old man's words, he was a little stunned.

event?

In addition to destroying the thorns in the eyes, what else can be considered a big deal.

"If they really want to do something today..." Chen Bofu slowly raised his gaze and looked at Gehero in the sky.

“No.”

Chen Jing said softly, his tone very affirmative.

"Even if those monks are really ready to turn over the table, they will definitely come to see you first before they fight completely."

"See me?" Chen Bofu sneered.

"Yes." Chen Jingshun picked up the coat on the corner of the bed and said confidently, "After all, in their eyes, the parliament is the number one enemy. If we can comfort us first in a gentle way, let us not get involved..."

Speaking of this, Chen Jing smiled.

"If I were the Pope, I would definitely do that."

The second guaranteed update~【There is another update later, it may be a little later, everyone can wait~】

(End of this chapter)
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