Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 127
She raised her hands and clapped.

The team members quickly followed.

Lando... raised his hand hesitantly...

At this time, if I don't follow the crowd, does it appear that I don't fit in?
Patriarch Ying's stern eyebrows were stained with frost, a sneer overflowed from his lips, and the sharp chill of early winter was mixed in his deep voice.

"Since you all agree, then each person will conduct a 10-word self-criticism and hand it over to Dahua within three days."

Everyone's hands trembled.

One hundred thousand words...it doesn't matter!

They can copy and paste and seek help from the almighty Du Niang.

"After finishing writing, Dahua will check for repetitions for them, and the repetition rate is higher than 20%." Master Ying coolly cut off all their retreats: "Then rewrite!"

"Rewrite once, the repetition rate is higher than 15%, and then rewrite!"

The hearts of the team members wow.

Cool it down!
boss!

You are so cruel!
Jiang Zi is cruel and merciless, you will not be able to get married!

"Let's get down to business."

Ying Muzhi's eyes were as calm as snow, she tapped on the table lightly, and calmly recounted the entire mission process in detail.

"The group of hypocrites in the Dao League." Lando chuckled coldly: "They have long wanted to kill you."

"It's normal to do this kind of thing when the mission hits this time."

Zhong Ruirui was filled with righteous indignation: "Boss saved them, but they were ungrateful! What a bunch of wolves! Disgusting!"

"Boss, how are you going to teach them a lesson!"

"Let's get back to the place!"

The existence of the Special Branch is quite special.

Full name, National Special Operations Service.

Those who are recruited are all talents with supernatural powers or awakened ancient bloodlines.

Compared with the Daomeng, its strength is only one line behind.

"Ask the people below to go out and hang around more within this month, and take the initiative to help the people solve their problems." A dangerous smile appeared in the man's eyes.

The shirt hangs down to the forearm, revealing the slender and perfect wrist.

The man spoke with a bit of carelessness and coldness, lazily propped his chin, and his voice was like a golden stone colliding with each other, which was especially nice: "When you bump into someone from the Dao League, you should exercise your muscles and bones."

Most of the members of Daomeng accepted the missions by themselves and acted alone.

The people in the Special Operations Department are different. Their team members are all seven or eight people into a small team.

As a group... to perform tasks.

Patriarch Ying's plan can be said to be dark and sinister.

Use more to bully the less, cut off the mission of Daomeng.

The players nodded cautiously.

They were all suffocating in their hearts.

The guys from Daomeng have eyes all over the top of their heads, and they are all looking forward to trouble them!
Ying Muzhi's brows and eyes were cold, and he continued to speak: "Dahua."

"Go find a few feudal superstition cases and put them on the hot searches."

"By the way, release the news," the man spoke in a gentle and slow manner, but like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, it was extremely cold: "It is said that in the first and second half of the year, we will increase our efforts to eliminate feudal superstition."

"You pick a few people from the group and get this done."

The corners of the players' eyes twitched slightly.

Daomeng is a secret organization in the country, and sometimes even the country has to ask them for help.

However, on the bright side.

Many methods in Daomeng cannot be put on the table.

This trick is absolutely perfect!
Just thinking about the situation, Dahua blushed with excitement, and accepted the task excitedly like chicken blood.

"Don't worry, boss!"

"I promise to get this thing done properly."

Let those dead old men in Daomeng be more proud!
"Ah."

Ying Muzhi responded coldly.

(End of this chapter)