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Chapter 395 Finally left!
Silence, both sides fell into silence.

Although Yan Chong was not Zuo Junchu's son, the female reporter didn't intend to take the beat back.

Yan Chong has already seen the door to leave, while the female reporter is bound in this space.

With the end of the dungeon, it is very likely that she will also be wiped out.

"Do you believe me?" Yan Chong asked abruptly.

Female reporter: "???"

I believe you ass!

I trusted you for half a year, and you suddenly told me that you are not his son?
The female reporter was emotionally tumbling as if she was about to explode.

"You said you were just a soul." Yan Chong said, "Then I can take you out."

"Who are you, ghost exorcist?" said the female reporter.

"No, I'm just an ordinary reincarnation, but the world I live in may be different from what you know." Yan Chong said, "I don't guarantee that I can help you find this Zuo Junchu or his descendants, but at least you Don't die right away."

"It's easy for you to say." The female reporter said, "Even if I pretend to be your entourage, I can't get out of that gate."

"It's not that troublesome..." Yan Chong said, "I just want to know if you believe me."

The female reporter was silent for a moment and said, "Then let's give it a try."

After all, she was still unwilling, and then saw Yan Chong take out a big knife more than one meter long.

Female reporter: "!!!"

Are you trying to kill me?
But it was too late for her to escape at this time, and Yan Chong pierced her body with a knife.

Puppetry, activate!
The female reporter's soul was immediately stripped out, but she did not die.

Shui Sheng Ah Lin, who hadn't come out for a long time, jumped out by herself: "Hey, are you afraid that I will be lonely, so you helped me find another partner? Taking care of those five little guys all day is exhausting me!"

The female reporter was taken aback and said in surprise, "What is this?"

"Aren't we all the same!" Shuisheng Ah Lin laughed, "The poor bastard who was released from a fixed place and was imprisoned again."

Yan Chong said, "Don't make trouble, I don't want to imprison you. You can leave whenever you want."

"Oh, I'm just talking casually." A Lin Shuisheng said, "Come on, don't mention that, girl, how old is this year?"

Female reporter: "..."

What are you guys doing?

Although you also speak Japanese, why does it have a strong taste of farmhouse music?
"How old is my old sister? Please call me a little girl." Shuisheng Ah Lin is a little familiar, I don't know if he just finished farming, "Come on, I'll show you something interesting."

After finishing speaking, she took the reporter's hand and entered Yan Chong's ranch.

Yan Chong: "!!!"

Why are you so conscious?

Do I agree with you to go?

Shouldn't you two stay in your own sacrificial space?

What are you doing on my farm all day?
"But it's okay," Yan Chong smiled wryly and shook his head, "They can be companions together."

The time was almost up, Yan Chong collected his mood, and followed the people from Qingxue to the podium to receive the trophy of this national competition.

As the team champion, he received an additional reward, a skill copy scroll, which can copy a random skill on the target.

If he wants to play tennis, of course he can copy Tezuka Kunimitsu. Whether it is zero serve or Tezuka field, they are very powerful moves, and the level is much higher than others.

But this thing is not very practical in real life.

Yan Chong is not someone who wants to pursue the ultimate tennis path. Even in the magical world of "The Prince of Tennis", his Tannhauser serve and "spiritual wall" are enough.

In comparison, Yukimura Seiichi's five senses are of course stronger and can enhance his hypnotic effect.

However, Yukimura Seiichi's hypnosis may need to be achieved through hitting the ball, otherwise he cannot throw the racket so frequently.

After thinking about it for a while, Yan Chong decided to give up using skills to copy scrolls in this dungeon.

If there is really a big boss in the next dungeon, wouldn't it be nice to duplicate an orange skill?
And since he already knew a senior person like Mr. Chunhou, and a person like Liu Chuxia who is so strong, why should he be entangled in the world of "The Prince of Tennis"?
"It's because I'm out of shape!" Yan Chong sighed, and without nostalgia, he walked out of the gate of the national competition venue.

There was a star sign on the door, which was the door to leave. Yan Chong finally returned to the real world.

"Huh, not bad!" Yan Chong took a deep breath, "Mom, I'm back!"

"You're back." A voice sounded from behind Yan Chong, but it wasn't his mother.

"Who?" Yan Chong immediately turned his head and saw two people in suits.

One of them had a gun in his hand and was pointing it at Yan Chong, blocking the door, while the other one was leaning on the window sill at leisure.

In this way, all escape routes for Yan Chong were blocked.

"Come with us," said the man with the gun.

"Why are you so anxious?" Yan Chong suddenly relaxed and sat down on the bed, "You are not ordinary people, are you?"

Since they haven't done anything now, it means that they probably don't know Yan Chong's strength too well.

Yan Chong looked at them with sympathy in his eyes, do you think ordinary pistols can still work against me?

A true reincarnator would not be so careless.

Or do they already know their own strength?

"Stop talking!" The man with the gun said dissatisfiedly.

Have you never seen a gun, or seen a movie?

Why are you not afraid?

"My heart is not very good." Yan Chong pretended to be weak and said, "When you scare me, I lose all my energy."

"Stop pretending to me!" the man said, "You are usually alive and kicking, what heart disease do you have?"

"They all say I'm narrow-minded." Yan Chong replied.

Man in suit: "???"

Is narrow-mindedness a heart disease?
He was so angry that he was about to come over to give Yan Chong a few blows, when he suddenly felt a chill on his wrist, and then a knife was placed on his neck.

"Your tendons have been broken by me, you can try to pull the trigger." A Lin's voice floated in his ears, "Come on, tell me now, do you want to die or live?"

And the person sitting by the window was also strangled from behind at this time, his legs were wrapped around his waist, and he couldn't break free at all.

As long as he exerts his strength there, he can die at any time here.

"One thing to say, one thing to say." Yan Chong said, "I don't know who sent you here, but if you only have this level, the person who sent you here didn't even want you to go back alive."

(End of this chapter)