Yunzhou Entertainment Co., Ltd., President's Office.
"How is Aya?"
The rich male voice exudes awe-inspiring majesty.
The man rested his hands on the desk, crossed his fingers on his chin, and looked at the subordinates in front of him. He was about forty years old, his skin was well maintained, his black hair was combed meticulously, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses. He had an elegant temperament, like someone in school.
professor.
Zhao Yuan, the president of Yunzhou Entertainment, is also Zhao Ya's uncle. What happened this time scared him half to death.
The doctor in charge quickly reported: "The arm has been repaired and all features have returned to normal. It will take half a month of rest to recover. However, Miss Aya was frightened and suffered psychological trauma. It is best to arrange for counseling from a psychologist."
Zhao Yuan nodded: "Go ahead and find the best doctor."
"yes."
Zhao Yuan turned his face, and then ordered to the company's security director: "The brothers who died this time will be given double the usual pension. If any family has difficulties, you can find a way to solve it. If you can't solve it, report it to me. Give it to Yunzhou
Work hard and don’t let everyone have worries."
The security supervisor said quickly: "My subordinates will take care of it immediately."
Zhao Yuan said calmly: "Go."
The subordinate shut up and quickly left the office.
There was only a short-haired man left in the office, sitting on the sofa indifferently. The man was tall and tall, with a scar from the corner of his eye extending to his temple. His bulging muscles held up his shirt, and his sleeves were half-rolled, revealing his thick and muscular arms.
Zhao Yuan leaned back in his chair and said casually: "It was found out that it was the [Crime Group] who did it. The person behind it has no clue yet."
The short-haired man said: "The crime group, I heard that it has developed quite wildly in the past two years."
"The leader of the team was Liu E, but he has been killed." Zhao Yuan pressed the remote control, and the wall projection in front of him was Liu E's body: "The other party ambushed in the storage room, and Liu E caught Aya's body.
It was launched at the right time, with a fatal blow. Liu E grabbed Aya, and the opponent's arm penetrated Aya's shoulder, grabbed Liu E's neck, and crushed his neck to pieces like a chicken."
The lazily short-haired man on the sofa stood up and stood in front of the projection, looking at it with a solemn expression.
Zhao Yuan continued: "It's a pity that the other party didn't touch Liu E's things, including the [Cold Hammer], otherwise we could have followed up and investigated. The other party was very cautious and did not leave any clues. Fengren said that it was not theirs.
people."
The short-haired man said nothing.
The holographic image changed and was replaced by Zhao Ya's pierced shoulder: "This is Aya's wound. Can you find anything?"
The short-haired man stared at the holographic image, spoke for the first time, and said in a deep voice: "A veteran, very strong, and smells like a killer."
Zhao Yuan was greatly surprised: "Killer? Did Liu E offend someone?"
The short-haired man didn't look away from the scars on the holographic image, and continued: "It's just a bit similar. The other party is very strong, very powerful, and very good at using his body. Even if there is a head-on confrontation, Liu E has no chance of winning."
Zhao Yuan asked curiously: "What if it were you? What are the chances of winning?"
The short-haired man pondered: "It's hard to say."
When Zhao Yuan heard this, his expression changed slightly and he said in surprise: "You're not sure either? Are you so powerful?"
"Don't mess with him." The short-haired man glanced at him with a hint of warning: "He didn't kill Zhao Ya, which means the target is not you. If your target is him, I refuse."
Zhao Yuan frowned: "This is different from your promise, Tangtang [Thunder Sword], don't your words count?"
The short-haired man said calmly: "A promise is a promise, I don't want to cause trouble for myself."
Although Zhao Yuan was a little annoyed at the other party's inconsistency, he also knew that there was nothing he could do against the other party. He said in a deep voice: "What about the [Crime Group]?"
The short-haired man looked calm: "If you want me to destroy the criminal gang, then I don't have the ability. If I kill a few of their backbones, there will be no problem."
"several?"
"3."
Zhao Yuan stared at each other: "Five! I want their five lives!"
The short-haired man was about to refuse, but Zhao Yuan continued: "Don't refuse in a hurry, I will add another kilogram of Aurora Titanium."
When the short-haired man heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, his aura surged, and he said decisively: "I'll give him his head in a week."
After that, he stopped staying and turned around to leave.
Zhao Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his back was completely soaked. As expected, he was Mo Wenchuan, the [Thunder Knife], and his aura was not ordinary strong. He was also a person who had been in a high position for a long time, and when facing Mo Wenchuan, he still felt powerful
pressure.
Thinking of the mysterious person Mo Wenchuan mentioned just now, Zhao Yuan decided not to provoke him.
The criminal gang is his main target.
There were a total of twelve backbone members of the crime group, and Liu E was dead at the end, leaving eleven people. Mo Wenchuan killed five people, and more than half of the crime group was destroyed, and their vitality was severely damaged.
And this was just the beginning. Zhao Yuan knew his brother too well. He would not be his brother if he didn't bring the crime group to a climax. He rubbed his forehead. He didn't take good care of Aya this time, and he would inevitably be scolded by his brother.
.
Zhao Yuan could vaguely guess the person behind Liu E, but he hasn't found any evidence yet. But for this kind of thing, it doesn't matter whether there is evidence or not.
He didn't take any action and waited for his brother to make a decision.
Zhao Ya's injury did not turn into a big news. The Zhao family spent a lot of resources to suppress the incident. After all, there were too many people at the scene.
Fenren Guangjia College was calm, as if it was not affected by this incident at all. However, the equipment center was closed two days in advance and was no longer open to the public. All subsequent activities were cancelled. The school also sent relevant reminder messages to remind students of this incident.
Pay attention to safety for a few days, and students who have arrived at school should try not to leave the school.
This news aroused everyone's ridicule. Is it safer inside the school than outside the school? The school doesn't know where it comes from.
The release of another piece of news immediately caused an uproar among students.
Long Cheng stayed at home, hiding in his turtle shell base, addicted to training and unable to extricate himself.
Compared with Tiegengwang, the controllability of Yan Falcon can be described as silky smooth. For the masters, this is an irresistible temptation.
Dragon City's base lacks a light armor training ground. In addition to a large enough area, the light armor training ground also needs supporting training facilities, which are expensive. Dragon City only has 10,000 yuan left on it, and this little money is just for the money.
Digging the ground is not enough.
Without a training ground, Longcheng can only do some small training.
For example, controlling Yan Falcon to peel an apple with the will-o'-the-wisp sword is a great test of the master's mental control. The will-o'-the-wisp sword is a heavy sword, weighing 12 tons. With such an astonishing weight, if you accidentally touch an apple,
, the apple will be crushed to pieces. The same is true for Yan Falcon's palm. It is very difficult to control an apple without crushing it.
For Dragon City back then, completion was not a problem, the problem was that there was no Apple.
Now that his skills have declined and he crushed three apples in a row, Longcheng was so distressed that he switched to chipping stones.
Stones are good, free of charge, and cannot be eaten.
After cutting the stone, it's time for pace training. In a 3x3 meter space, high-speed switching of 6 basic paces is completed. The light armor cannot touch the boundary line.
After the pace training, there is the sword swing training. Swing the sword ten thousand times and become familiar with the will-o'-the-wisp sword. Each weapon has different characteristics, such as the center of gravity, the length of the blade, the width of the blade, the arc of the blade, etc. This is a constant process
Only if you are familiar enough with the familiar process can you unleash the true power of the weapon.
There's no way to make a fool of yourself.
Then there is breathing training, which can effectively restore the body's fatigue.
And then……
Dragon City arranges all its time fully. It is not easy to get back the two-year gap period, but a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
Long Cheng, who was quietly training, didn't notice a message sent by the school.
In Nie Xiaoru's dormitory, the restless heavy metal melody played one after another, making the air ignite. Nie Xiaoru was lying on the soft leather sofa, looking at the gorgeous crystal chandelier, and suddenly she shouted: "Anu, I want to eat loquats."
"
Ah Nu, who was training, replied angrily: "Place the order yourself."
Yesterday I was criticized by Uncle Liu for a whole hour. Uncle Liu is the person A Nu respects the most. He did not dare to refute and listened honestly, but he was holding back his anger. The young lady insisted on rushing to a crowded place. He had
any solution?
So the two of them were grounded and not allowed to go out before school started.
"Anu, how do you think Zhao Ya is doing? Why is there no news?"
"Anu, please stop, let's talk for a while."
"Ah Nu, it's so boring! What kind of shabby school is this? A place where birds don't shit!"
…
Ah Nu felt like he was going crazy. This was the first time he followed the young lady to protect her safety. Only now did he understand that the other brothers looked at him at that time, which was "asking for happiness"!
So annoying!
He wished he could find a tape to seal the girl's mouth, a rope to tie her up, and a knife...
Forget it, forget it, the master is very kind to me.
calm down!
At this moment, a message suddenly popped up in his field of vision.
"This school year, in order to better adapt to the development of the times, the school will restart the Ethics and Discipline Office. Longcheng will serve as the first inspector of the School's Ethics and Discipline Office, responsible for rectification and discipline, and patrolling the campus. We hope that all students in the school will actively cooperate and contribute to jointly building a beautiful campus.
Make your own contribution."
The message is not long.
Anu was stunned for a moment, Longcheng? Isn't he the Iron Plow King? The first inspector of the Discipline Department? Just him?
Nie Xiaoru, who was bored, sat up and said: "Hey, Dragon City, the Department of Ethics! Now it's fun, we can deal with him openly!"
Nie Jihu occupies an important position, and Nie Xiaoru has been exposed to it since childhood, and is much more sensitive than ordinary people. Longcheng was obviously pushed out by the school to be the scapegoat, and he stood on the opposite side of all his classmates.
Can Long Cheng's thin body withstand the anger of the entire school?
Sure enough, everything that is free in this world has to pay a price.
She became interested.
As Nie Xiaoru expected, all the students in the school exploded. The Department of Discipline Inspection? Isn’t that what they were supposed to do?
"Who is Longcheng?"
This is the most frequently asked question today. Some freshmen know about it, but the old students are completely confused.
Soon, a well-informed classmate found out that Long Cheng was the Iron Plow King who had been admitted for free a few days ago. This was like poking a hornet's nest, with all kinds of cynicism emerging one after another.
"Nongjia Longcheng? Return to the Disciplinary Department and the Agricultural Machinery Department. Let him teach us how to farm."
"A farmer wants to sit on my head and shit?"
"Brothers, kill him!"
The students, who had been idle for a holiday, immediately got excited and started thinking about how to "well" greet their supervisor!