The man was confused: "...Didn't you just say the following?"

"But what I'm talking about now is the top!"

The deacon glared with a serious look on his face.

"yes."

"After placement is complete, report back to Deacon Fang immediately."

"Where...deacon Fang?"

"It's this one..."

"I understand, I understand now..."

"Go ahead."

Zhao Shanhe and others did not expect that when they came to the Guardian headquarters, they would be exposed to Fang Che's favor. They couldn't help but be completely surprised.

Ye Meng waved to Fang Che.

In such a solemn atmosphere at the headquarters, the little girl did not dare to speak at all.

Fang Che smiled: "I'll come over when everything is done here."

Rest assured in your night dreams.

Zhao Shanhe and the old man An Ruoxing walked out with Ye Meng.

The old man chuckled, with a playful look on his face, and said calmly: "Some people usually look so arrogant, but it turns out that when they arrive at the headquarters, they just go to the next room..."

The surface of the Zhaoshan River was like black coal, so he ignored him and walked forward quickly.

"I still have the glory of Fang Che, but where can I put my face?"

The old man continued to be arrogant: "If it were me, I wouldn't be ashamed to see anyone. I would have turned into a ball and sent it to the beetle's nest."

An Ruoxing frowned and whispered: "Say less."

The old man snorted, lowered his voice but deliberately let Zhao Shanhe hear it, and winked at An Ruoxing: "It feels so good to disgust him with a few words."

Zhao Shanhe's face turned even darker.

Go out and head towards the guest room.

There were a few people in front of me walking that way, obviously people from the headquarters in other directions.

One person turned around: "Hey, Chief Zhao is here too."

"Old Ren, you're here too, hahaha..."

Zhao Shanhe said hello and exchanged pleasantries along the way, just in time to get rid of the old man's chatter.

Seeing the presence of outsiders, the old man calmed down a bit and stopped sarcastic.

Seeing the lower courtyard, Commander-in-Chief Ren walked inside, but heard Zhao Shanhe say: "Old Ren, I will come over to you for a drink later."

Chief Ren was surprised: "You won't go in?"

Zhao Shanhe said reservedly: "I'll go over there."

He pointed out his hand and smiled happily.

Chief Ren's eyes widened: "Over there? Upstairs?"

Zhao Shanhe put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Yes, let's go to Fang Yayuan."

Chief Ren: "..."

Suddenly I felt that I was a head shorter, and said angrily: "Why are you going there? Why aren't you arranged here?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled faintly: "Old Ren, you have to understand that people are different. Although they are said to be equal, they are still different after all...right, what number do you live in? I will come to see you later.

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"I don't need you to come looking for me!"

"Let's have a drink, and I'll tell you what Shangfang Yayuan is like. I'll give you some insights, Lao Ren, Lao Ren, don't leave..."

"Drink, you big-headed devil!"

Chief Ren has disappeared.

Zhao Shanhe smiled reservedly, turned to An Ruoxing and said, "Look...this old man is also a chief officer, but he has such no manners."

An Ruo

Zhao Shanhe hurriedly coughed and led the people to Shangfang Yayuan. He was very excited and said loudly: "Let's go... hurry up, I told you that Shangfang Yayuan is a symbol of status...

...Hey, I wonder if Lao Ren is eavesdropping..."

Behind a door in the lower room, Commander-in-Chief Ren had a black line on his head and murmured angrily: "Zhao Shanhe, this bitch... actually lives in Yayuan! Damn it! Why does he..."

…

Ningxue Jian left, and Fang Che himself was confused.

Why is Lord Jian so nice to me? He even stopped to talk to me?

And also provide accommodation?

This was true even the last time he was under the volcano. He was extremely kind to himself, as if he were looking at his favorite junior.

What the hell is going on?

Fang Che tried his best to figure it out, but he couldn't figure it out, because Ningxue Jian was not this kind of person at all. If he were this kind of person, I'm afraid the old disciples would have been all over the world for so many years.

But why do you think so differently of yourself?

Whether it was based on logic, Dongfang Sansan's caution, or Ningxuejian's performance, he shouldn't know his true situation.

Fang Che scratched his head and wondered for a long time.

It wasn't until someone greeted me that I followed a deacon into a medium-sized small hall.

"Everyone is in there, you just have to go in by yourself."

There were already about thirty people inside.

These are all number one in each place, and together with the geniuses at the headquarters, they all belong to the king level.

They are the competitors for this selection.

When they saw Fang Che opening the door and coming in, more than sixty people looked at him at the same time.

Suddenly all kinds of momentum surged.

Thirty or so people, repelling each other and full of fighting spirit, were originally confronting each other, and each one refused to admit defeat.

Fang Che suddenly opened the door and came in, suddenly breaking the balance of momentum inside. Then all kinds of complex momentum suddenly emptied out and rushed straight towards Fang Che.

"I'm going!"

Fang Che was caught off guard and was almost knocked over as he faced him with a tyrannical aura.

He opened the door easily and came in, but he didn't expect that there was an ambush.

The body that was hit jumped up, and he immediately took a step forward, leaned forward, and with a roar, his whole body exploded, and his momentum suddenly rolled back.

The thirty or so people in the room were all shocked.

The first few people opened the door and came in and were rushed by everyone. Then they found a way to walk in close to each other, join the group, and guard each other. They became members of the group and slowly maintained a balance and blended in.

Fortunately, this time, a stupid young man like him came and faced him and more than 30 people with his own strength.

And you still have to press back? What kind of idiot is this?

Suddenly everyone groaned at the same time, and their momentum suddenly came out.

Fang Che was also puzzled, why are thirty people working together to deal with me? Isn't it because I'm so handsome?

A bunch of crooked idiots are so jealous of my fairy-like appearance.

He couldn't admit defeat more and more, and he couldn't even die to disgrace the handsome man.

Gritting his teeth, he resisted the momentum of more than thirty people and refused to take a step back.

Then his body slowly leaned further forward, his momentum was not weak at all, and his evil aura was gradually taking shape, ready to burst out.

He tried his best to control the evil spirit and prevent it from escaping.

Just fight with pure momentum.

Thirty people were all shocked: This guy actually withstood it.

I felt even more unwilling to admit defeat.

Thirty of us are all number one, how come you, a strange face, comes in and actually blocks the combined efforts of thirty of us?

One person shouted: "Stop being wary of each other, we must form a rope and put this guy to bed first!"

"good!"

"good!"
To be continued...