I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

Some spectators exclaimed in amazement, it's really not easy after watching it for so long.

Suddenly, a gentleman in the audience issued a barrage: "It sounds very powerful, but isn't this just proudly saying that I am bullying the weak and afraid of the strong?"

Being able to talk about bullying and fearing the hard with such pride is also a talent for the protagonist.

"Also, I finally found a professional supervisor. From his revision of my script, I can see that although he is not a staunch people's fighter, at least he looks professional and can grasp the tone of the audience."

So emotional and reasonable, and there will be no life-threatening things.

Jia Luo felt that he should go and see what happened.

He quietly came to a place where no one was around, and after checking that there was no one around, he teleported back home.

As soon as he got home, Jia Luo saw the female reporter.

Immediately a strange expression appeared on his face.

"Why do other people look at my younger sister, older sister, or something else when they go home, but when I get home, the first thing I see is the teacher."

Gallo said speechlessly.

Chapter 670 Four Supervisors Who Saved Us II

"You have a sister?"

The female reporter turned her head, looked at Jia Luo, was taken aback for a moment, and then asked curiously.

"No."

Gallo replied.

"Do you have a sister?"

"No."

"No, how could you see it."

The female reporter was speechless, and complained casually.

Who said that a large number of protagonists outside were found later.

Jia Luo sighed, he had nothing.

"By the way, why did you come back now?"

The female reporter was a little surprised. After all, Jia Luo has the ability to teleport, and it should be an instant to go home.

The female reporter's keen sense of touch sensed it—something happened.

Immediately, a gentle smile appeared on her face, like a beautiful and caring big sister who was not human: "I don't know how many students dream about a beautiful teacher like me at a student's home! "

"I never dream."

Gallo said calmly.

"Okay, to be blunt, what happened?"

The female reporter immediately waved her hands bored.At this time, ordinary people may feel that this person is really not a womanizer, and wonder if he is a pervert.

But the female reporter didn't know it. It's not that she knew that Jia Luo was not crooked, but even if she was crooked, it's not that she never straightened it.

She really didn't know how to bend Jia Luo. She felt that the other party was not so simple to bend, but almost formed a circle.

Jia Luo thought for a while, with the network of female reporters, it might be easier to find someone. After all, if the incident this time is not a ghost, so he said it directly.

The female reporter was immediately curious and wanted to follow along to take a look.

However, Jia Luo said that the first thing to do is to find the Onmyoji girl and the holy monk.

After all, if it was really caused by something dirty, these two are real professionals.

However, Jia Luo searched for a while, only to find that the Onmyoji girl didn't seem to be in the room, so he was a little surprised where the Onmyoji girl went.

Although Onmyoji girls usually go to patrol Chiba City to prevent any ghosts from hurting people.

But the probability of such a thing happening in Chiba City is not high.

After all, this is not a ghost town, there are monsters and ghosts everywhere, and they can't rest for a moment.

So, logically speaking, looking at this point, Jia Luo should have come back no matter what.

Can't find the Onmyoji girl, Jia Luo can only find the holy monk.

When he came to the room of the holy monk, Jia Luo saw a table of study books. He glanced at them and found that they were all collected from the second-hand market of the Celestial Dynasty by the holy monk of Jia Luo before requesting from the female reporter. Book.

And on the seat next to the table, the holy monk has a holy face, calm and composed, with a calm and dignified aura, and his body is white and short-sleeved, with bulging muscles, like a prostrate mountain, illuminated by the Buddha's light...

Uh, it always feels like all kinds of incongruous metaphors come together?

Although the holy monk is still showing a whole body of muscular muscles, the pieces are as clear as steel, but the way he holds the book in his hand makes Jia Luo feel like Guan Gong is reading...

Of course, it doesn't look like a monk anyway.

After all, with this body shape and muscles, people will believe everything they say, but there is a huge gap between monks and monks.

Jia Luo looked curiously at the book read by the holy monk, and on the side cover was written:

Indigenous steelmaking...

amount……

Jia Luo's face became very strange. Although this thing is a book list he made himself, but when he really saw a great Tang monk concentrating on it, as if he was studying Buddhist scriptures, watching the local method of steelmaking, he felt that something was wrong all over his body. That's right.

"Why do I feel that I have traveled to the ancient times with the holy monk now, without any other abilities, the holy monk may be much better than a modern person like myself? At least I don't know the local method of steelmaking... It's a bit of a waste I still feel like a modern person."

Watching the holy monk read the local method of steelmaking, Jia Luo suddenly had this embarrassing thought in his mind.

The holy monk stopped what he was doing and looked at Jia Luo strangely.

"Master Jia, do you want to find a poor monk?"

Jia Luo put aside the weird thoughts in his mind, and briefly explained the situation.

The holy monk nodded in shock when he heard the words, and immediately stood up: "There is such a thing, don't worry, the benefactor, this poor monk will not sit idly by. If there is really a grudge, the poor monk will definitely do his best to stop it." Grudge."

Jia Luo looked at the muscles of the holy monk... oh no, it looks like a profound Dharma, and he felt a sense of security in his heart.

Such a holy monk can fight directly from the underworld in another studio, let alone deal with a few grieving ghosts.

However, 0 magic resistance is the fatal injury of the holy monk!

Jia Luo sighed inwardly, not to mention magic spells, even if he poured a few bottles of wine to the holy monk, the holy monk would faint.

I don't know if there is anything that can provide magic resistance and improve the weakness of the holy monk?

Galo thought about it carefully.

But when I saw the muscles of the holy monk...the appearance of the profound Dharma.

Then he could only sigh helplessly. To be honest, it seems that ordinary magic items may not be able to withstand the actions of the holy monk.

"Okay, then let's go and see the situation."

Jia Luo thought about how to help the holy monk make up for this weakness, nodded and said.

Then, Jia Luo didn't go empty-handed, he was going to bring the fiery Great Sun Sword, last time it took the initiative to attack the enemy, which deeply influenced Jia Luo.

"Speaking of it, I now feel like a swordsman who goes out with his sword and walks through the rivers and lakes with his sword. Killing a person in ten steps, he will never stay behind for a thousand miles, and when it is done, he will go out and hide his name."

Gallo said quite emotionally.

The gentlemen in the audience did not have such emotion at all, although it is quite handsome to walk with a sword when going out.

But no matter how handsome he is, he can't stand it. Jia Luo kept fiddling with the stove in the kitchen, so that he could remove the hot sun sword from the stove, and then talked.

No matter how handsome you say this scene is, you can't feel it!

Jia Luo took down the big sun sword, and then found a long bag. He said seriously to the burning sword: "Don't burn it, or the consequences... I won't say more, you Want to understand a little bit."

Bao Jian didn't respond.

But when Jia Luo put it in, the high temperature of the sun did not burn the bag, just like it contained an ordinary sword.

Watching this scene, the gentlemen in the audience felt a little panicked.

Why does it feel like something is in the hands of the protagonist, and the painting style is so strange.

Jia Luo briefly talked to the family members, and he went to exorcise ghosts with the holy monk (of course, it would be better if this matter had nothing to do with ghosts).

Fu Jiang originally wanted to go together, but thinking of ghosts... She felt that she was not very good at dealing with such unscientific things as ghosts, so she had no choice but to give up.

As for the others...except for the female reporter, I don't even want to go.

Jia Luo was not surprised. He asked the commander of the odd-numbered faction where the supervisor's home address was. Although the commander of the odd-numbered faction didn't know it, he quickly found out.

Jia Luo searched on the map and found a place where there should be no people, but it was close to the residence of Supervisor Kinoshita, and the three of them teleported there soon.

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Author's message:

PS, I suddenly found that Party A has a conscience

Something happened to the employees of the other company, and the boss of Party A came to see the situation in person

A favorite chapter to push - "Xingyue Assassination Fist"

Here's the thing... Well, you should all understand.

So this is the origin of PY.

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Title: "Moon Assassination Fist"

Killed the Black Holy Grail with one punch, and killed Alaya with two punches.