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Chapter 549

Chapter 549 Young and mature

Zhao Xiaoxiang undoubtedly belongs to the well-informed group of people.

At this moment, she was secretly watching the live broadcast and trying to catch fish in class. She was still thinking in her heart, if this Deyu III is real, then she, the great detective, can take her assistant Jack Cheng out for a big game.

Detective's Bizarre Adventure, a live-action version.

The only question is whether Tokuyu III would be frightened if he knew this.

She has also watched some Kaitou-type movies. When she was young, she used to watch them with Zhao Cheng.

At that time, they were still young, so they couldn't help complaining. It seemed that in such movies, the strongest people only existed as backgrounds and did not appear at all.

As for now, I understand that if they appear, the protagonist group and the villain group will probably be wiped out on the spot.

Zhao Xiaoxiang's thoughts were divergent at the moment. From the Phantom Thieves, he quickly thought of those evil organizations overseas. He also thought that Zhao Cheng seemed to be traveling overseas recently. So the question is, will Zhao Cheng travel and directly become those organizations?

The boss?!

There seems to be a scene like this on TV.

She thought about a TV series she saw in her early years called Accidental Succession to the Mysterious Organization, in which the sword master was actually myself.

Her deskmate, Yang Shiyun, was doing the same thing as her at the moment.

While reading, she was also writing in the notebook.

"It's so slow. Why don't the Phantom Thieves show up yet?"

Zhao Xiaoxiang saw it and wrote down a line.

"Is there a possibility that the Phantom Thief is stuck in a traffic jam?"

"I see that the traffic situation in Edsa City today is worrying!"

Yang Shiyun brushed a few strokes and drew a surprised kitten expression to show shock. This was really an unimagined path.



On the other side, Zhao Dong, who is also in his third year of high school, is trying hard to listen. It's not that he has such strong concentration, but that his family has become more strict with him.

His parents don't care much about the company now. Instead of expanding the business, it is shrinking. As for the extra energy, all the extra energy is put on him to prevent him from unknowingly going astray.

As for the ideological and moral classes, at home, he is given one class every three days and one class every five days, with the aim of cultivating him into an all-rounder with good moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor skills.

The only problem is probably that he just wants to lie down.

In the past few years, his thoughts have changed rapidly. In the early years, he still liked to show his holiness in front of others and gain the shock and envy of his friends, but now he has become numb. He has that kind of teenage body, almost

The mind of a ten-year-old is indifferent to the situation in the world, has no great interest in everything, and has no worldly desires.

He felt that he was already old, so he no longer had much interest in the things that young people liked, and he felt that he was surrounded by brats.

Monster thieves and the like are only things that children like. He, Mr. Zhao Dong, is no longer the same as those little kids. Now, he prefers to drink tea to stay healthy. Some time ago, he even made tea with wolfberry and barley.

My parents found out and beat me up, and now I have boiled water, but it's not a big problem.

He just feels that adults should behave like adults.

Staying still and sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai is the behavior of an adult.

Didn’t you see that with his serious appearance, even the class beauty in the class looked at him a few more times?!

A few years ago, he felt that there would still be some stories between them, but now, he is different, he has become the man she will never get.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but think of his shouting at the sunset, which was his lost youth.

Regarding this matter, Zhao Cheng's uncle and aunt even contacted Zhao Cheng specifically to ask him to see if Zhao Dong had any psychological problems. After Zhao Cheng took a look, he came to the conclusion that he was suffering from the second grade disease.

, it will be fine in a few years.

In short, listening to the classmates around him chirping in low voices, discussing the Phantom Thieves and so on, he just felt that it was boring. With this time, he might as well stay in a daze for a while. As for listening to the lecture, there seems to be no difference between being in a daze and listening to the lecture.

In fact, he was also curious as to why many students assumed that he was paying attention in class?!

As he thought about it, his mind wandered, and he suddenly thought of the Scarlet Tianying set in the world's best. Once again, he felt that Zhao Xiaoxiang was a real dog. He could draw more than his opponent, but he just couldn't draw it.

sad……



Time passed bit by bit, and the rain became heavier and heavier. At this time, not to mention the people at the scene, even those watching the live broadcast couldn't help but think that Tokuyu III was not a coward.

I saw the security of Carmen Group, so I didn’t dare to come.

And at this moment, suddenly there was a burst of melodious reverberation music, coming from every corner of the city, and finally intertwined, mixed with the sound of rain, and the tone ranged from low to high, from slow to fast.

At the beginning, the tone seemed to be telling ancient stories in a leisurely tone, light and darkness, strength and weakness, death and rebirth. Over thousands of years, the past became history, and history became legend.

Legends turn into myths, and over the years, the sea turns into dust.

But suddenly, there was a turning point, the tone was passionate, and the story changed from the story to war and blood, man and god. It seemed that a mortal raised his sword and swung the god-slaying blade, leaving behind the legend of killing gods, with iron horses fighting and swallowing anger.

Thousands of miles across the mountains and rivers, there seemed to be countless weapons clashing, and countless people cheering, cheering for the same name.

Then, the whole world suddenly darkened. It seemed that the entire city was cut off at this moment. The world returned to the dark age before the invention of electric light, but it was only for a moment. The next moment, the whole city lit up again, countless or

Whether it is a simple or gorgeous card, it falls from the sky with heavy rain.

"Hello, I am Deyu III!"

At the highest point of the square, above the head of a statue, a figure wearing a white dress and a mask suddenly appeared.

The sound, coming from the speakers that have been hacked and the many speakers that were prepared later, is mixed with passionate tones and shakes people's brains.

Then he opened his arms, and his figure grew a thousand times larger at this moment, turning into a giant standing tall on the sky. However, everyone at the scene knew that this giant was just a projection.

What is on top of the statue's head is its true body.

Although I knew it was a projection, the atmosphere created by the combination of sound and light at the scene made the huge projection still give people a sense of shock the moment it appeared.

"Now, let me tell you a secret, magic actually exists in the world."

The next moment, all the rainwater began to flow backwards, no longer falling, but rising continuously.

For a moment, everything was silent.

Many people who watched the live broadcast or even from high-rise buildings were stunned for a moment. Only a few people immediately realized that this was not magic, but a visual error.

This is the power of strobe lights!

(End of chapter)


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