I'm not immortal

Chapter 142 You Tell Me This Is Homework?

"Senior, don't worry, the junior will follow up until your disciple comes back safe and sound."

Zhang Daoye bowed and saluted, solemnly assuring.

As for the suspicion of collaborating with the enemy written in the information, Zhang Daoye knew very well that this was caused by poor information.

Apart from other things, how could the disciple of Nuoqian be suspected of collaborating with the enemy?
Pure nonsense.

But what Nuoqian, a disciple, did, to an outsider, it really looked like this.

"Senior, what your disciple did was your arrangement? Do you need our support?"

Zhang Daoye said bluntly, there is no point in covering up in front of seniors, it is better to speak out when you have something to say.

"It's okay, the time has not come."

Listening to Senior Nuo's words, Zhang Daoye bowed deeply again, with a smile on his face.

"Waiting for the senior's dispatch at any time."

Zhang Daoye's heart is full of excitement, is the senior going to attack the sacred capital?

In the Xuan Xiu world, the relationship between the Kyushu Mystery Bureau and the sacred capital is not very good.

Or to put it another way, the Mystery Bureau is not very good with all other Xuanxiu forces.

As for to what extent?

That is to say, I can't wait to play disco on the opponent's grave.

"Senior, please forgive me for asking too much."

Zhang Daoye hesitated for a moment and asked, "How far will you do with the sacred capital?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Daoye only felt an extremely sharp gaze falling on him, which made him bend even deeper involuntarily.

"Behead him."

The hoarse and indifferent three words made Zhang Daoye suddenly raise his head, with unstoppable shock in his eyes.

In front of him, the mysterious figure of Nuo Mian was no longer there.

"call"

Daoist Zhang let out a deep breath to ease the shock in his heart.

"It's going to change"

Zhang Daoye muttered softly to himself.

Jizhou branch.

Jiang Qi looked at the disheveled old Taoist priest who suddenly barged in, and blinked.

"you are?"

"Cough cough."

The old Taoist tidied up his appearance indifferently, without the slightest recklessness of rushing in in a panic just now, note, literally bumping in.

"Poverty Dao Longhushan Gaogong Zhang Lingyun."

Zhang Lingyun made a salute in full manner, and said with a smile: "I've seen you, little friend."

"I've seen the Taoist priest. Are you here to interrogate me?"

Jiang Qi naturally knows who this is, but it's not right to play a full set.

"No no no, Pindao was entrusted by someone to come here to protect my little friends."

Zhang Lingyun said with a smile, came to sit down on another sofa, and flicked the dust whisk in his hand, that was called a Daogu fairy wind.

I have to say that this old Taoist looks very good.

"Then the Taoist priest will be in trouble."

Jiang Qi smiled and nodded.

He held back the old Taoist's phrase "the secret of heaven must not be revealed" in his throat.

Although the old Taoist didn't know what happened, it didn't stop him from pretending to be aggressive, but now Jiang Qi's reaction caught him by surprise.

Now it's the old Taoist's turn to be curious, what is involved in this child that makes Zhang Lingchen so anxious that he swears with his heart?
Even the sinners in the entire Xuanxiu world have said such things?

Just when the old Taoist was curious.

"boom!"

There was a crisp sound at the door of the room.

While the corners of the old Taoist's eyes twitched, a middle-aged man in his fifties bumped his head in.

It's the same shape as before.

"Director Qian?"

"Hahahahahaha!"

The person called Bureau Chief Qian by the old Taoist priest laughed as soon as he came in, without even looking at the old Taoist priest, he went straight to Jiang Qi.

With a very enthusiastic smile on his face, his attitude is so kind that he feels disgusting.

"This is little friend Jiang Qi, right? Hmm! You really are a good-looking talent!"

"Sit and sit! No need to stand up!"

Director Qian kept walking. Seeing that Jiang Qi was about to get up, he waved his hands quickly. At the same time, he pushed the old Taoist away and sat diagonally opposite Jiang Qi.

"There was a little misunderstanding between us, it's all right now, little friend Jiang Qi wants to leave, you can go anytime!"

Director Qian first expressed his attitude, and then said with a smile: "The respected teacher has already told us that this is a misunderstanding, and the little friend has been wronged."

"Let the director worry."

Jiang Qi nodded and said with a smile.

Everyone carried the sedan chair, and now he was Jiang Qi, an ordinary student, not some kind of Nuomian.

"Hey! See you outside."

Director Qian waved his hand and asked, "Are you from Changshan, Jizhou?"

Seeing Jiang Qi nodding, Director Qian clapped his hands and said: "My ancestral home is also Changshan, we are fellow villagers."

"Don't talk about anything else, this is my personal contact information. If you have anything to do in this three-acre area of ​​Jizhou in the future, feel free to contact me!"

"Given by the elders, I dare not resign."

Jiang Qi took the business card handed over by Director Qian.

In any case, having a good relationship with the boss of the Mystery Bureau in his hometown is beneficial and harmless.

"now it's right!"

Director Qian looked at the young man in front of him with more satisfaction, calm and calm, without the childishness and so-called "sharpness" of young people.

No wonder, he was accepted as a direct disciple by that senior.

If this happened to other people of the same age, it would be necessary to give Director Qian a few insinuations.

In that case, he would lose face not only to Director Qian, but also to his master.

Not saying it shouldn't be like this, it's just that it's a sign of immaturity.

After all, in this matter, the handling of the Kyushu Mystery Bureau did not make any mistakes or omissions, and it is also reasonable to ask Jiang Qi to talk.

In the process, the restrictions on ordinary people were also well observed.

What the Bureau of Mystery asked Jiang Qi to do was to let him prove his innocence.

It's just that the way of this proof is really shocking.

"Director Qian, how are the people in the two sacred capitals doing now?"

Jiang Qi changed the subject and asked.

"Still fleeing under our control."

Director Qian's words are very interesting. Fleeing under control means that whether to release or arrest, whether to live or die, is all a matter of one sentence.

Handled very well.

Originally arresting people on the spot, or only needing to see the corpse, the Bureau of Mysteries has ways to get more information from the corpse than from the living.

But the current way of handling it is obviously waiting for the meaning of senior Nuoqian.

The Mystery Bureau was worried and accidentally broke the layout of Nuoqian senior.

This is also one of the reasons why Jiang Qi exposed part of his identity.

In front of the terrifying mass of the Kyushu Mystery Bureau all over Kyushu, the so-called one-winged angels and templars are just two little hamsters who don't know it.

"I also ask Director Qian to arrange it, catch one and release one."

"then we"

Director Qian immediately understood what Jiang Qi meant, and asked with a smile, "Catch the weak and let go of the strong?"

"Please arrange it."

Jiang Qi nodded with a smile, it is convenient to talk to smart people.

The weight of a single-winged angel who was promoted because of "Michael" must be more reliable in the sacred capital than a templar.

As for this one, it was also to increase credibility.

After all, if you don't suffer a little bit, the news you send over doesn't seem to be true. People will always despise things that are easy to come by.

"I'll arrange it."

Director Qian nodded, and then asked in a low voice: "Little friend, the higher-ups asked me to ask, the reason for this arrangement by Master, even at the expense of letting you risk yourself as an ordinary person."

"You misunderstood."

Jiang Qi smiled wryly, "This is just an assignment."

Director Qian nodded without changing his expression, but his heart began to turn upside down.

Letting disciples participate in or even plan such a thing as "slaying gods" is actually just a teacher's homework? !

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(End of this chapter)