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Chapter Twenty-Eight Walking the Streets (1)(2/2)

"Yes, I'm Zhang Xing." Zhang Xing handed over his hand again.

Hei Shou tried to stare at the other person, and finally asked: "Why did you come upstairs?"

"For the sake of politeness." Zhang Xing bowed his hands and saluted again and again. "I was just below. Although I don't know who is calling me and what rank I am. But since we are in a key place in Taichung, we should be in the same row as Jing'an Terrace...

If we are in the same row, we will live and die together when we go out, and we will share joys and sorrows when we go in... How can there be any reason to hide our faces through a screen, yell and scream, and deliberately alienate each other?"

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, but the black-sanded man and the two white-sanded men looked up almost at the same time, and then looked away at the same time.

After a while, a man with a white ribbon on his back reluctantly picked up a piece of paper on the long desk behind him, frowned and asked:

"Joined the Jinyi Patrol? Recommended by Bai Patrol? Turns out he was a street tiger?"

"Yes." Zhang Xing was speechless, didn't he have to ask again?

"Do you know there is something wrong with your file?" Bai Shou, who was holding the file, frowned even more. "My parents are gone, but there must be other relatives, right? Why is there no mark at all? I lived twenty-three or four years, my friend.

, neighbors should also have...according to the rules, you must have five guarantors who have known you for more than five years before you can be considered to have a clean background, but in the end, there is only..."

At this point, Hei Shou groaned, and Bai Shou immediately stopped, then raised his head to look at Zhang Xing: "No matter what, you have to make this clear, otherwise it will be impossible for us to record the file."

"It's actually very simple." Zhang Xing sighed. "I told Chai Changjian about this a few days ago... To be honest, I am a former sergeant of the Middle Base Army. The entire army was almost wiped out in Luolongtan, and I escaped alone.

…”

"My head was injured and I can't remember?" Hei Shou's tone softened slightly. "How should I put it? Brothers are not trying to embarrass you... Your description is unconvincing. The most obvious one is that if you are Dong Yi's death

What should I do with the time?”

Zhang Xing had nothing to say.

If he knew how to say it, he would have been here to report it from the beginning.

But he wasn't worried, because since Bai Yousi asked him to come, it meant that someone would answer this question for him.

Sure enough, at this moment, a ringing sound suddenly rang out from somewhere on the upper floor. Hei Shou looked solemn and raised his hand: "Go to the third floor... you don't need to take care of the files here."

Zhang Xing walked up in silence, and when he reached the third floor, he saw another black-sanded man standing here like an iron tower, but this one's request was very simple.

"Isn't it true that Hanbing is really angry? Use all your strength and punch me in the chest!" Hei Shou shouted proudly.

Zhang Xing was not polite, and punched him with his backhand. The next moment, he felt as if his fist had hit a human-shaped iron tower. In addition to the unbearable pain, his whole body took seven or eight steps back, almost falling out of the way.

Roll down the stairs.

"Five of the positive meridians have been connected. His response and strength are pretty good. He is a good young man, but he is far less talented than Qin Erlang, who was recommended by Bai during the last inspection." Hei Shou raised his hand and pointed upward. "Go up.

!”

Zhang Xing endured the pain and walked up to the fourth floor. Then he saw an unknown middle-aged Zhu Shou standing in the middle of the fourth floor with his heart trembling.

The next moment, Zhu Shou said calmly: "Punch me too!"

Zhang Xing was stunned for a moment, his scalp felt numb, and he wished he could run away immediately.

In fact, he seemed to have really lost his footing. He turned around and took two steps toward the stairs. But at this moment, as laughter came from behind him, Zhang Xing, who had just taken two steps, gritted his teeth and turned around, but luck could control his whole body.

With the ice energy, he kicked his feet and punched the opponent in the face with all his strength.

The middle-aged Zhu Shou was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect this to happen, and then in the next moment, almost instinctively, a dazzling golden light glowed on his body.

Zhang Xing punched him, but the expected pain did not come. Instead, he felt that the body was not his own, and soon he realized what was going on - a man without a crown and wearing a purple robe

The old man suddenly appeared in front of middle-aged Zhu Shou, holding the light that looked like substance from the air with one hand, and behind him was Bai Yousi who had just put himself upright.

There is nothing to say. The old man in purple robe can only be the uncle of the Great Wei Dynasty, Cao Lin, the censor of Dingguo Gong, Zhongcheng. He and Bai Yousi were originally on top. When they saw something was going to happen below, they came down together to save people.

Of course, it’s hard to say who comes first and who comes last, and who each comes to save.

"Xue Liang!" After the situation calmed down, Cao Lin scolded him on the spot. "I won't ask you why you suddenly wanted to tease your subordinates and failed to test his criminal knowledge, which almost caused an accident. I just ask you.

One thing, you didn't expect someone to be able to counterattack? With your level of cultivation in the Great Perfection of Tongmai, who gave you the courage to underestimate a living person?"

Zhu Shou, whose surname was Xue, flushed with embarrassment and immediately handed over his hands: "Please punish me from my adoptive father."

However, Cao Lin ignored him at all and instead showed his face to see Zhang Xing.

Although the gray-haired Dingguo Gong just showed his face, he shot like a hawk: "Zhang Xing, right? Sisi has her reasons for wanting to use you; if she is willing to protect you, I am also willing to trust her...

But there should be some explanations. You are too glib on the second floor. I don't like it. Please note that even if we are in the same row, there should be some respect for superiors and inferiors. But whether it is the second floor or the third floor, go to the fourth floor.

You still have a bit of courage in your chest, and it's getting more and more abundant. The punch just now was even more outstanding. Even if you don't think about it, I am willing to recognize you as a hero now and accept you into Taiwan... taking advantage of the industry.

The workshop is not closed, go out and collect money from Erlang Qin, and buy yourself a good horse. From now on, you will be a patrolling horse in brocade, which is not the same as a street tiger. Don't let me lose my face by going in and out."

Zhang Xing, who had just caught his breath, quickly bowed his head behind Bai Yousi and said yes.
Chapter completed!
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