It was nearly July, and City C became back to the famous human stove. At the same time, major universities also began the final countdown. Whether in the library or classroom, they were full of students taking the assault exams...

C-Grand is no exception. Before dawn every morning, students are already waiting in line outside the library, preparing to wait for a good seat before going to the cafeteria to have breakfast. Only then will the day of self-study life begin.

Fatty, Zhang Heng and others skipped too many classes. In order to conduct a surprise attack in the last time and deal with the final exam, they had to come to the library with Xu Yangyang, the academic master. There were opened books on the table, but they were playing with their mobile phone absent-mindedly.

"You said, Brother Dong is not from studying, how can I pass the exam?" The fat man put his phone listlessly in his pocket and asked Zhang Heng beside him softly.

Zhang Heng curled his lips and said, "Can Brother Dong be the same as us? I believe that even if Brother Dong doesn't read a book for a day, he can still pass the exam."

Although the fat man also had a blind confidence in Chen Dong, he disagreed at this moment: "I know Brother Dong is very good, but we are not students from the physical education school. It is useless to be good during the exam. You can't beat the invigilator."

When talking about Chen Dong, Zhang Heng frowned with some concern. He knew that Chen Dong had left City C and knew that Chen Dong was following Zhao Shuang. However, Zhao Shuang came back alone last night, but Chen Dong completely lost the news, which made all the brothers who knew the inside story quite worried.

At this time, when he heard that the fat man was still worried about the exam, Zhang Heng couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "It's really not possible. At that time, you can just let the students in the class finish the questions and copy the answers and pass them to Brother Dong after finishing the questions?"

Who knew that when the fat man heard this, his eyes lit up, then he closed the textbook casually and said, "Yes, why didn't I expect that since that's the case, I'm still reviewing it. Go back to sleep!"

Zhang Heng looked at the fat man standing up with his fat belly and slapped his forehead. It seemed that his bad idea was really a gold medal for avoiding death.

However, speaking of this, the fat man is quite authoritative in the entire physical education academy, and it is a piece of cake to let several academic masters pass on the answers. With concerns about Chen Dong's loss of contact, Zhang Heng simply packed up the book, greeted Xu Yangyang, and escaped from the library in the other party's eyes.

The fat man naturally went back to the dormitory to sleep, while Zhang Heng came to the Red Star Bar. As soon as he entered the door, he found that Zhao Shuang, Zhang Qiang, Liu Mutao and others were all there, but everyone's faces were filled with sadness.

"Is it still impossible to contact Brother Dong?" Zhang Heng walked to everyone and sat down, frowned and asked.

Zhao Shuang shook her head gently, then slapped the table and stood up: "No, I can't wait anymore, I'll buy a plane ticket and go to City L!"

Qiangzi and others also stood up and expressed their opinions. Although Chen Dong often saw the head but the tail was gone, he suddenly disappeared this time and after shutting down for so long, everyone had an ominous premonition.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng grabbed Zhao Shuang and said, "Brother Shuang, don't blame yourself. Since Brother Dong asked you to leave first, he must have considered it. Now even if you go to City 1, it will be useless, and it may backfire!"

Chen Shuo, who was standing beside him, immediately responded: "What should we do now? Could it be that we are just sitting here waiting for news? What if something happens to Brother Dong and is waiting for us to rescue?"

Chen Shuo's words did arouse more concerns, because they were not afraid of ten thousand, but were afraid of one, and they immediately expressed their intention to take a plane to City L to find Chen Dong's whereabouts.

Zhang Heng looked at Chen Shuo deeply, but found that the other party had lowered his head. He had to pull Zhao Shuang and continued to persuade: "Of course we can't just wait like that, right? Brother Shuang, didn't you say that Mr. Tan who came back with you was a big shot? Otherwise, you should tell Mr. Tan about this situation first and ask others to help. After all, from your feeling, he is the local snake in City L. It is easier to find people than us, right?"

Zhao Shuang was silent for a moment when she heard this. He also knew that Zhang Heng's suggestions were the most pertinent, but he felt guilty about Chen Dong's concerns and his failure to fulfill his bodyguard duties, so he was a little confused.

"Okay, I'll ask Mr. Tan's opinion first." Finally, Zhao Shuang nodded, then took out her cell phone, walked to the corner of the bar alone, and called Mr. Tan's phone number.

At the same time, Mr. Tan was sitting in the private room of Fenglin Club, sipped a sip of tea, and chuckled: "Old woman, your tea making skills are still as good as those of the past!"

The woman sitting opposite Mr. Tan smiled and looked charming, then said, "Mr. Tan, you are still as wise as you were back then. I believe you will not regret your choice this time."

The old woman used a respectful title to Mr. Tan. Although she was one of the six giants of the Mozi Society, in fact, whether it was Mr. Tan in front of him, the chef beside him, or even the three enemies he was about to face, she had the seniority of her. If it weren't for the chef's secret help over the years, she would have been eaten by those old people without the bones left.

Mr. Tan was not in a hurry to respond. Although he had expressed some attitude when he was sitting here at this moment. He savored a sip of tea, then raised his head, glanced at the old woman, and looked at the third person in the venue.

It was a man in a nightgown who looked nothing special and looked extremely ordinary. Compared with the unparalleled old woman, she was almost completely dull.

But he has a name that no one dares to despise, the chef.

At this time, the chef also noticed Mr. Tan's expression, so he smiled and said, "I know, for so many years, you have always wanted to ask me why."

Mr. Tan was told that he was not embarrassed at all, but he just turned his head and asked, "Then can you tell me why?"

Mr. Tan’s question is also a concern for all the other giants in the Mozi Association. Why did the chef stand by Chen Yuan without hesitation 6 years ago? Why did he support the old woman to take office? Is he really greedy for the old woman’s beauty? Why now he has the courage to openly fight with the three giants, the fool, the lame, and the short man?

Faced with Mr. Tan's frankness, the chef didn't care, but he didn't give his own answer, but continued to smile and say: "Why, it's actually not important, what's important is what the final result is, and..."

Speaking of this, the chef paused for a moment before continuing: "And, I think you will know why soon."

Mr. Tan did not continue to ask the whole story, but followed the chef's words and asked: "Since the result is the most important, then I want to know, what kind of result do you want?"

The chef suddenly showed an extremely bright smile when he heard this. He gently dipped his fingers in the teacup, and then slowly wrote a word on the table.

The tea stain quickly dissipated invisibly, but Mr. Tan clearly saw what the word was. He narrowed his eyes, did not agree or object, but asked a question.

"How sure are you?"

"Originally, 50%, but now, 90%!"

When Mr. Tan heard this, his heart suddenly became cold. He was about to say something, but the phone on his hand vibrated rapidly. He looked at the phone number displayed on it, hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not answer it. His unintentional action made Chen Dong, who was thousands of miles away, fall into a desperate situation of death!

Putting down the phone in his hand, Mr. Tan looked up at the chef again. After a long time, he finally turned his head to look at the beautiful woman who claimed to be an old woman, and then nodded.

When Mr. Tan and the other two tried and compromised each other in the Fenglin Club, they didn't know that a photo of Mr. Tan appearing in City C had been placed in front of the cripple.

"Interesting, this immortal person dares to go back." Xin Laowu sneered and pushed the photo to the table.

Next to Xin Laowu, a tall man sat with his eyes as if he was as bright as an eagle and a light of electricity in his eyes. He only glanced at Mr. Tan in the photo and pushed him away without expressing any comments.

The photo was finally passed to the last seat of the seat, and a slightly trembling palm picked it up and got closer.

The owner of the palm face was as pale as paper, and the muscles on his cheekbones often trembled inadvertently. He wore a pair of gold-framed glasses on his face. He looked gentle and kind, but also seemed a little nervous.

This person took the photo and looked at it for a long time. He slowly lowered it after his palm began to tremble violently again and asked Xin Laowu: "You said before that Chen Dong had ever had contact with the Tanzi when he was in City C?"

Xin Laowu was stunned when he heard this. Although he didn't know what the other party meant, he still nodded truthfully.

After getting the answer, the man's hands trembled even harder, and his whole body trembled slightly, like an epileptic seizure. Seeing this, Xin Laowu's eyes were covered with solemnity, but he still couldn't understand the true meaning of the other party's question.

"Then should we go back to City C to settle the game first?" Xin Laowu asked in a deep voice.

The other party has not answered for a long time, and it seems that he is quite hesitant, because he has vaguely realized that his next decision may have an immeasurable impact on the future!
Chapter completed!