Cheng Mo was a little confused about whether to throw the laptop and kindle here to take a place. At this time, Fu Yuanzhuo and Chen Fang also went downstairs to get breakfast. Cheng Mo, who was not wearing Tai Chi Dragon uniform, stood there.

The middle of the restaurant was too eye-catching, so Fu Yuanzhuo saw Cheng Mo from a distance, walked to Cheng Mo in two steps, and took a photo of Cheng Mo.

"Why... what about senior sister?" Fu Yuanzhuo looked around and asked.

"She doesn't eat much breakfast," said Cheng Mo.

"That's not a good habit. Not eating breakfast is not easy to get stomach problems. You have to care more about your wife."

Cheng Mo couldn't explain that Xie Minyun is now a fairy who is not in the world, so she could only say: "It's not that I don't eat it. I eat less. One egg and one cup of milk is enough..."

Fu Yuanzhuo was completely distorted, shook his head and said, "Woman! He is really hardworking to maintain his figure, even the senior sister is no exception..." He paused and looked at Cheng Mofang.

On the laptop and kindle on the table, he looked at Cheng Mo's slender little body and asked, "Have you eaten? Don't tell me that you want to lose weight too!"

"not yet."

"Do I want you to get one?"

Cheng Mo looked towards the bar. Everyone received a white plastic bag in front of the bar. It was printed with the Tai Chi Dragon logo and the "No. 15 individual rations" logo. It was obvious that there was no need to heat it.

After opening a bag of ready-to-eat fast food, Cheng Mo turned to Fu Yuanzhuo and said, "Okay! You can help me get this, I'll go downstairs first."

"What are you doing in Building A? Don't girls live in Building B?"

"The instructor is asking me for something." Cheng Mo did not mention that the instructor, and told Fu Yuanzhuo that if he couldn't wait, he would help him bring the food and computer, take the kindle back to the room, and walk straight towards Building A, then

.

Although it is divided into building A and building b, they are actually built on the same podium, and the restaurant is the podium between building A and building B. The ancient building area is not very large.

Cheng Mo walked a few steps to the stairs of Building A. At this time, the red cherry wood stairs were flowing continuously. Although there were many people, they were in order. Those who went up walked on the right stairs, and those who came down walked on the left stairs, all wearing Tai Chi dragons.

The uniform is ready to pick up breakfast or the person who has already picked up breakfast.

Cheng Mo grabbed the handrail and followed the flow along the right side of the stairs. When the flow of the third floor became sparse, he was the only one left to continue walking upwards. When he reached the top loft, there were two standing at the entrance of the stairs.

It is a fully mechanized carrier like Iron Man, looking like it is blocked.

Cheng Mo was hesitating whether to call Bai Xiuxiu. One of the carriers glanced at the Tai Chi Long Taiqing badge he wore on his chest, and immediately a gentle and sweet female voice sounded in the air: "Tai Chi Long student Cheng Mo, was approved to go.

Operational Conference Room 1, approved for approval.”

Immediately, Iron Man, who was guarding the stairs from left to right, gave up his strong steel body. Cheng Mo squeezed through the two of them, and the badge on his chest suddenly emitted a beam of light at the intersection of the corridor.

A vertical arrow sounded again in the air: "Please follow the arrow forward."

Cheng Mo looked down at the badge on his chest, thinking while walking, Tai Chi Dragon's command system seemed to be a little more advanced than the Black Death mission system. Many commands of Tai Chi Dragon's mission system still need to be issued by the middle-level management, and there are no to-do items.

Route planning requires subjective initiative. However, Tai Chi Long's artificial intelligence Nuwa can not only plan the route, but also seem to be able to participate in decision-making.

The corridor of Building A is a zigzag structure. After passing the corner, I saw Bai Xiuxiu wearing a dark blue Tai Chi dragon uniform standing by the corridor. Today, she rarely wears pants and slim high heels, but dresses.

Pair of black square-rooted boots. Cheng Mo was very surprised that Tai Chi Dragon's women's uniform seemed to be a bit outrageous in Bai Xiuxiu. At least he wore four sets when he saw Bai Xiuxiu, while Xie Minyun seemed to have only two sets, one set of combat uniforms.

A set of student uniforms.

Bai Xiuxiu saw Cheng Mo staring at him, as if studying something. When Cheng Mo approached, she raised her hand in anger, bent her slender and even fingers, and tapped Cheng Mo's forehead with her knuckles, and whispered in a low voice.

He said: "I found that after getting married, you are becoming more and more unscrupulous? Why do you want to become a middle-aged greasy man?"

Cheng Mo touched the place where Bai Xiuxiu knocked, and whispered: "I'm just curious about how many uniforms you have in different styles..."

Bai Xiuxiu glanced at Cheng Mo and pretended to be angry and said, "Is this something you should be curious about?"

Cheng Mo's scalp was numb when Bai Xiuxiu stared at her. Although she knew that Bai Xiuxiu was not really angry, her heart tightened. She immediately corrected her attitude and whispered: "Next time... no... won't be there.

Time."

Bai Xiuxiu held the door handle and reminded: "Don't mess around when you go in. You can answer whatever you ask, and don't talk off topic."

Of course, Cheng Mo knew what Bai Xiuxiu meant not to mention what happened in Greece, nor to mention her own defense. He nodded with a serious expression: "Don't worry! Sister Bai, I will complain because of my grievance."

Seeing Cheng Mo's tone low, his face returned to a blank expression and emotional look. Bai Xiuxiu thought Cheng Mo still had resentment in his heart, so hesitated for a moment and explained lightly: "The white dress is a foreign affairs dress, which is more important.

I wore this for the occasion. This is a work uniform. I just wore a skirt today. The pants were broken a few days ago. There was no way..."

"Oh! No wonder the white dress looks better."

Bai Xiuxiu sneered: "When your wife is promoted to Xuanming level, she will have military dresses, you can watch it slowly."

Cheng Mo felt a pain in the instep and gasped. If Bai Xiuxiu hadn't been wearing square boots today and he had always been extremely determined, this unexpected kick would have made him scream. Cheng Mo was also

I don’t know where I messed with Bai Xiuxiu again, so I gritted my teeth and endured the pain in my feet and followed Bai Xiuxiu, who had already turned the door open, into the combat conference room.

The combat conference room is not big, with a long table made of tables in the middle, a white curtain hanging in front, a projector hanging on the roof, the curtains beside the windows are tightly drawn, and the entire meeting is shining by the fluorescent lights.

The room was full of smoke, and a group of people were sucking around the table. The ashtray on the table was filled with cigarette butts. It seemed that they had been in a meeting for a long time.

Bai Xiuxiu spoke up the moment she closed the heavy metal door in the conference room and said, "Cheng Mo is here."

A group of silent men immediately cast their eyes on Cheng Mo, and Cheng Mo also took the opportunity to glance. In addition to Xie Guangling, who had a broken face, he found that his cheap master Li Jiting was also present. Xie Guangling sat on the right side of the long table.

Li Jiting sat opposite him, and Xie Guanglingbi, who was sitting upright on his back. Li Jiting was like a second-generation ancestor who came to the company to inspect. He placed his feet on the table and leaned against the only sofa in the entire conference room.

He looks like a dumb and playboy.

Seeing Cheng Mo walking in with Bai Xiuxiu, Li Jiting jumped up from the sofa with a smile, waved his hand holding a cigar, and clapped vigorously while shouting: "Please give my apprentice some encouragement...

It was thanks to him once, otherwise how could he get Asgard's information and get two chosen ones in!" After pausing, Li Jiting looked at Xie Guangling and complained: "I'm saying thank you, I'm telling you, telling you the truth."

Yes, it’s fine if you don’t give me medals to my apprentice, but you’ll get him a 33-level Taiqing badge. Wouldn’t it be a waste of people?”

Xie Guangling, sitting opposite Li Jiting, was unmoved at all. He stuffed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray with a calm face and crushed it. He said in a deep voice: "A reward for merit and practice must be completed after the action is over. Now, there is still 40,000 to win the action.

Eight thousand miles away, far from the time of commendation…”

"Why are you so stingy?" Li Jiting knocked on the table, "Since that's the case, I'll arrange the two places to enter the Asgard ruins, and there's nothing you can do with Kanglong Group!"

"Li Jiting, this is not a joke. Please be serious. Do you know how many people we sacrificed in Kanglong Group this time! I am determined to win this action, otherwise how can I be worthy of the sacrificed brothers!" Xie Guangling also knocked on the table, like

The angry lion stared at Xie Guangling.

The Tai Chi dragon members around seemed to be familiar with such scenes. They all sat upright in their seats, staring at the swaying smoke in the void without looking sideways.

Facing Xie Guangling's anger, Li Jiting had no intention of giving in at all. He looked back at Xie Guangling and said lightly: "The dead are important, but the living are not important? No, I think living is more important..."

"you......"

"What are you? To be honest, if you weren't fair to my apprentice, I wouldn't have been lazy to attend this meeting!"

"The law is like a mountain, and I do everything according to the rules."

"Dare you say it wasn't because my apprentice had fucked your niece? Someone was willing to do it. You said that you wouldn't take good care of your elders, and you'd still interfere with it..."

"Don't think I am you. I never confuse official affairs and private affairs. I feel guilty about handling anything! If I have any selfish intentions, my team leader will resign..." Xie Guangling

The big-brimmed hat with the Tai Chi Dragon badge on his head was taken off and threw it onto the table.

In this case, only the only woman, Bai Xiuxiu, was inserted into her mouth. She said softly: "Two team leaders, don't fight first. The most urgent thing is to decide who to send to Asgard... Star Gate is now

We have contacted other Selected Organizations and are discussing the joint strategy of Asgard, and only isolated our Tai Chi Dragon... If we are not united within us, we have no chance of winning..."

Bai Xiuxiu's words cooled down the gradually warming atmosphere in the conference room. Xie Guangling leaned over and picked up his big-brimmed hat and put it on again. Li Jiting sat back on the sofa and lifted his legs to the table again.

Xie Guangling turned his head and looked at Cheng Mo, asking expressionlessly: "Since Napoleon VII is willing to help, why are the top five hundred chosen ones not allowed to enter?"

"Because when entering Asgard, the detection is grouped, and all ids will be entered. If we find out that we are mixed with the Chosen, we can easily track him down. If others promise to help, we can't harm others, right?

?”

"Even if Ou Yu wants to enter the id, can't the top 500 people be downgraded? This makes no sense! At worst, we promise not to use the level 33 skills..."

"The key is that the top 500 ids will attract special attention. If Ou Yu's people need to conduct a review, it will be more than worth the loss. Not only will the people he arranged are exposed, but we also have lost the arrangement of the chosen ones to enter Asgard.

A chance to be virtuous.”

Xie Guangling raised his hands and rubbed his temples, then turned his head to stare at Cheng Mo and said, "Ask Napoleon VII, what is the reward for helping him run a top 100-ranked God-Selected Person into it?"

"This...is probably difficult." Cheng Mo shrugged and continued, "At that time, he told me that if the risk was too high, he would rather not do this. After all, no matter how willing he is to be with us, he is too strong.

Long Jiao is not able to completely stand on the opposite side of Ou Yu..."

Xie Guangling frowned and looked around, as if he was studying whether there was a suitable candidate.

"Team leader! Send me there! I am currently the top ranked below 500!" Chen Shaohuateng stood up, and the chair rubbed against the floor and made an unpleasant sound.

"Team leader! Send me there! I am the most experienced in guiding the ruins!"

"Team leader!..."

A group of people from the Tai Chi Long Kanglong Group stood up and asked for their orders. Xie Guangling, who was sitting on the chair, looked at it and then hesitated.

Li Jiting, who was reading the information on his mobile phone, suddenly spoke: "Star Gate has reached an agreement with all other organizations, including Sun Clothing. All other organizations help Star Gate get the singer's horn. After the success of Star Gate

Allocate contribution points and a certain number of Uropolos to them... and Stern King of Star Gate also said... If you kill our Tai Chi Dragon once in the ruins, you will give an extra fifty

Points of contribution points..." Li Jiting put down his phone and sighed and said in a low voice, "This is not a danger of being demoted, but a danger of being promoted to the chosen one forever. Who else dares to go?"
Chapter completed!