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Section 28 Opening Ceremony

Long Cheng stood on the stage, with a crowd of freshmen below him, and the principal beside him was delivering an impassioned speech.

He was not used to having flashlights light up from time to time in the public eye. He was very sensitive to other people's eyes, and he found that many people were looking at him, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

The instructor said that if you don't know what expression to use, just keep it expressionless.

This is also the reason why Long Cheng always has an expressionless face, because he basically doesn't know what expression to use at any time.

Long Cheng had a cold look on his face, his body motionless, like a javelin. He put on an inspector's uniform with the words "Discipline Department" embroidered on it. The black inspector's uniform was somewhat similar to military uniforms, stiff and powerful. The red school badge and

The epaulettes made him look even more heroic.

The freshmen's group chat is already very lively.

"Damn! So handsome!"

"Please let me be a licking dog!"

"Awei is dead!"

"Who said I'm dead? Do you really think that I, Dawei, have no face?"

Long Cheng, who was expressionless on the stage, looked at the dense crowd of people below who were constantly whispering to each other, and felt an inexplicable urge to throw a few high-explosive thunderbolts.

Oh, you can't kill people.

After calming down, Long Cheng thought of the praise and encouragement from the principal in the office just now, as well as the 500,000 reward. Fermi said that he was lobbying the school's senior management and the security center to sponsor him, and then told Long Cheng to cooperate.

Dragon City asked Fermi what is sponsorship?

Fermi said it was money.

Long Cheng immediately changed into the inspection uniform that the principal placed in front of him.

Although he doesn't like the inspection uniform, it's stiff and tight, it's inconvenient to restrain his hands and feet, and it's not suitable for doing movements.

If you have a lot of money, you can buy a larger base, a larger light armor depot, a larger ammunition depot, and maybe a battleship depot, and lots and lots of apples.

He wants to eat apples.

He misses his grandma and the farm. He has to wait until the end of the month to return to the farm...

Longing made Long Cheng's cold facial lines gradually soften, just like an iceberg melting little by little. His eyes, which were so sharp that they could pierce the human body, gradually became softer, duller, and his eyes became straight. When his expression was dull and his whole body was exuding

The dangerous aura disappeared without a trace.

He didn't know that countless brain-controlled glasses were facing him at this moment. Under the magnification, every detail change of his face was clearly captured.

"Damn it! Suddenly turned cute!"

"No, I was hit by an arrow! This damn girl's heart!"

"Ah! So sweet!"

"It's over, Ah Wei is really dead now! awsl!"

"Contract my dragon city!"

"Zoukai! Let me come!"

The freshmen in the group chat were as if they had been given a shot of blood, and the entire process of Long Cheng's facial expression changes was completely recorded.

Long Cheng, who was in a daze on the stage, was awakened. He noticed a change in the eyes directed at him.

Killers are extremely sensitive to gaze, and this is a required course for them. They need to be able to distinguish a glance from a distant crowd, a seemingly inadvertent glance from the corner of the target's eye, etc.

And the continuous gaze is no different from looking at the dragon city with a searchlight.

Now the power of the searchlight suddenly increased significantly, which suddenly woke up Longcheng and put him on great alert.

Long Cheng was very familiar with this kind of gaze. During the last training camp, other students saw his trophies with such burning passion and desire.

Long Cheng closed his eyes slightly, restraining his murderous intent and not revealing his intentions.

No one could ever take the spoils away from him.

He wanted to touch a few more high-explosive mines.

Calm down! Long Cheng reminded himself in his heart that he cannot kill people.

Or order a batch of weakened versions of high-explosive mines by yourself, which can only hurt but not kill? Well, remember this and go to the equipment center to ask. Longcheng feels that he will definitely need to use this kind of weapon frequently in the future, and flash bombs also need to be prepared.

Some.

We also need to prepare some equipment for dismantling the armor. It took a lot of time to dismantle the iron-walled cockpit today.

Without special tools, it will affect the efficiency of harvesting trophies.

When it came to the loot, Long Cheng's expression suddenly became serious, and in the eyes of others, he returned to being cold.

A girl with a round head, wearing black lipstick and a hip-hop graffiti hoodie, rolled up her sleeves to reveal a flowery arm. Her eyes were shining at this moment: "Cool or cute, soft or hard, the ultimate abstinent uniform! That's him.

!From today on, he is my sister’s man!”

Another woman next to me couldn't help but said: "But he is the inspector of the Disciplinary Department, sister. Didn't you say that the Disciplinary Department is the school's big villain who specially comes to deal with us?"

The girl with a round head and colorful arms rolled her eyes: "Idiot, we are the villains. He is so cute, how can he be the villain?"

"..."

Thank God, the opening ceremony was finally over, and Long Cheng almost fled. Compared to the opening ceremony, he still preferred fighting and was not tired at all.

In order to prevent Longcheng from being followed when he left, Fermi arranged an unmanned transport vehicle specially used by the equipment center to deliver goods. More than a dozen of these unmanned transport vehicles are delivered every minute.

Long Cheng took Yan Falcon and his trophies and quietly returned to his base.

After taking a quick shower, Longcheng munched apples and came to the Guangjia Warehouse.

Looking at the iron wall and the big shield, Long Cheng's eyes lit up, and he decided to fight at night!

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, for many people in Fengren.

For example, the employees at the security center are racking their brains for their own 10,000-word analysis report.

Also brightly lit is the Orange Cat Poetry Society.

In the holographic image, Long Cheng's cold face gradually became dull, his eyes straightened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he regained his coldness. The whole thing was made into an emoticon package and played over and over again, making it look like a ghost.

Yu Zhe couldn't help but smile and said: "Our little brothers are a bit interesting."

Gong Jun clicked his tongue and said, "He is very popular! Now not only the freshmen, but also some girls among the old students are asking about him."

He then gloated: "I heard that Harold crushed one of his favorite cups. Park Hyun Hai suffered the worst. Harold originally promised to give him the opportunity to continue his studies, but this is probably enough."

Yu Zhe said: "Harold is not the one who suffers, and he must have a back-up plan. However, our little brother doesn't seem to be a vegetarian either."

At this moment, Kurt came in: "Boss, I bought the light armor."

After hearing this, the key members of the Orange Cat Poetry Club all stood up and looked eager to try.

Yu Zhe smiled: "Let's go and try it all."

A group of people came to the light armor training field. Inside the field, a brand new Yan Falcon stood quietly.

Kurt complained: "It's really an exaggeration. All the stores in the equipment center sold out the Yan Falcon. We later increased the price and finally got it. The Yan Falcon in Dragon City was equipped with a ghost fire sword. I couldn't buy it. I followed the instructions of the ghost fire sword.

Parameters, I found a few similar ones."

Yu Zhe said: "Old Qin, your shield is the best. You can imitate Park Xuanhai."

A dark, muscular man walked out of the crowd and nodded: "Okay."

Qin Gang, the number one shield warrior of the Orange Cat Poetry Society.

Yu Zhe asked: "Who comes first?"

Xia Rong stood up: "I'll do it!"

When other people saw this, they automatically gave in.

Yu Zhe smiled and said: "Come, let us measure the strength of the little brothers from Longcheng."


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