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Chapter 139 A Rare Opportunity

When Wang Yunxiao entered the class room for the third time, he felt as familiar and friendly as returning home.

So when he saw Mr. He, he didn't feel surprised at all.

Although the police station assigned the old man a dormitory, apart from being cleaner, the dormitory was not as comfortable as living in this class of rooms.

The young policemen brought over by Qin Xiangdong all have higher eyesight than others and do not understand. The old man has nothing in common with them.How can it be that in this house, everyone is a grandchild in terms of seniority? The old man can be beaten and scolded whenever he wants, and these bastards have to make him happy.

A new batch of people had been assigned to the dormitory before. The people who just came in saw Wang Yunxiao as young and unfamiliar, and wanted to give him a blow. They tripped him when he walked over.

How could Wang Yunxiao get used to his bad habits? He raised his feet and gave him a big shoe sole.

The boy next to me suddenly became furious: "How dare you hit my brother..."

Wang Yunxiao looked at his face and rounded it into a big mouth. The younger brother lay down without saying a word.

Slept so peacefully.

Wang Yunxiao rolled up his sleeves and looked around. Everyone was silent.

Mr. He opened his eyes, smiled helplessly and cursed: "Why did you come in again?"

"It's okay, come in and play. I just beat up a policeman who didn't open his eyes, so I took care of it."

Wang Yunxiao told the truth.

He knew that Zhang Meng had a problem, but other ordinary police officers did not know that, and they had no experience in dealing with this kind of problem.

Those with experience are all out there showing up.

They didn't know how to deal with it, and Wang Yunxiao didn't dare to let them take over.Just kidding, if I give it to you, it will be gone as soon as you let go. Who am I going to ask for explanation?

At this time, he suddenly thought of Mr. He.

But Mr. He doesn't work during the day.

I searched around but couldn't find anyone, so I asked around and found out, my dear, the old man has returned to live in the house again and said he slept well.

"That's probably what happened."

Wang Yunxiao approached Mr. He with a playful smile and lowered his voice to summarize the situation outside in a few words.

"I've never heard of it. I don't know anything about foreigners."

Mr. He shook his head like a rattle.

"I didn't tell you it was a foreign thing."

"I've never seen it before. It must be a foreign thing."

Mr. He curled his lips and said: "In the past two years, more and more foreigners have come from outside. They are not stupid. They all know that it is not safe outside. If you want me to say it, it is still the old saying, if you are not of my race, your heart will be determined." Weird! The President is still a little soft-hearted. If we look back at the time when she was in charge of Tianmen more than ten years ago, how could there be so much mess..."

After saying this, he glanced at Wang Yunxiao again, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said: "Young boy, you've been doing well recently, and you've gained some fat on your body. Do you feel that your back has become straighter and your fists have become harder? When you use me, I just remembered me..."

"That can't be!"

Wang Yunxiao quickly took out the cigarettes he had just bought at the grocery store at the door, took out one and lit it for the old man, and said with an apologetic smile: "Don't I always respect you as if I were my elder?"

"Fart! Do you have any elders? Lighting a cigarette for me is the same as lighting incense for your father, right?"

Mr. He took a puff of cigarette and blew out a smoke ring outside the window. He turned around and said sternly to Wang Yunxiao: "Boy, you are still young and don't have much knowledge. Let me tell you, it doesn't matter if there are too many dead people. Tianmen is like this Damn, so many people die every year. You were born in a good time, and you never saw any big scenes. When I was young... forget it."

"Dead people are not a problem, but so many people died together, this is a problem."

"And the most important thing is that the methods I heard you talk about were too crude."

Wang Yunxiao asked in confusion: "What do you mean when you say the technique is rough?" The old man glared at him angrily: "It means that at least [-]% of the time it was done by foreigners. Foreign monks like to engage in this bloody sacrifice. Something like that, and he’s not a serious foreign monk.”

Wang Yunxiao said in his heart, I know this, it was all said in the notebook, why does the knight of the throne want to come to me for revenge.

The key question is, I don’t even know what kind of power system foreigners are playing, and what kind of bastard the throne knight is!
Mr. He glanced at him and was about to speak when he heard the police knocking on the door: "Wang Yunxiao! Come out!"

The Secret Service finally arrived.

Wang Yunxiao met an acquaintance again in the director's office.

The last time he saw this person was when the former director was called and threatened by the actor.

"Introduce yourself, Qiao Hongyi, chief of the Intelligence Section of the Tianmen City Secret Service Bureau."

A young officer wearing glasses and meticulously dressed sat across from the desk, staring at Wang Yunxiao expressionlessly.

That sharp gaze was just like last time, almost seeing his whole body clearly.

"Wang Xiaoming? This is a pseudonym, right?"

"Yes, my name is..."

"Wang Yunxiao, I know."

Qiao Hongyi took away the notebook he carried and put it on the table. He stretched out his hand to Wang Yunxiao: "Bring the notebook you captured before and show it to me."

Wang Yunxiao handed over the notebook honestly and glanced at Qiao Hongyi's notebook.

Xiao Hulu also likes to use a notebook to write and draw. I don’t know if Lingguan’s skills can only be released through recording.

Could this book in my hand also be a sacred relic left by some actress?
Just like the settings in some online novels, magical items can be created with extraordinary properties...

"It's not the same thing."

Qiao Hongyi suddenly looked up at him and said, "This is a magic item made by a Western wizard. I just use an ordinary notebook and have no special abilities."

After thinking about it, he added: "Don't just think it is a good thing just because it is useful. There is no free lunch in the world. Some things look beautiful, but you don't know the price you have to pay behind them."

Wang Yunxiao nodded vigorously, not daring to say another word.

It's like this guy can read your mind and can tell what's going on in your mind at a glance.

Qiao Hongyi copied the information in Wang Yunxiao's notebook into his own notebook verbatim, then handed the notebook back to Wang Yunxiao, looked at him and said: "You and your team will be included in the Secret Service from now on. Unified command and dispatch.”

Wang Yunxiao said to himself, good guy, whatever you are afraid of will come.

Why do you have to fill in a false name on the registration list? Isn’t it because you are afraid of peach pickers like this?

"sorry."

He refused on the spot: "We are students, we have tried our best..."

"There is overtime pay, meal allowance, five yuan per person."

"Sir Qiao, that's not what I meant..."

"We can also let you play with guns."

"A real gun?"

"A real gun."

(End of this chapter)