The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

The reconstruction of the ruins of Hong Kong City after the disaster was in full swing. The salvage team was still busy near the East Lamma Strait and the South China Sea, salvaging the bones of the big snake while looking for the missing Cen Jin.

The bones of the big snake are extremely huge. After testing, it was found that the corpses promote the ecological cycle of the deep sea and help the recovery of the South China Sea ecology. Therefore, we decided to take only a part of the bones for research.

It took about half a day to complete the bone harvesting work, but the ship was still circling around the South China Sea.

Previously, the army carried out a blanket search in the port city, but did not find Cen Jin. It was suspected that he had exhausted himself and fell into the sea. If he was lucky, he might be washed to a nearby island and survived.

If it's unlucky, I'm afraid it will be wrapped into the bottom of the sea by the waves, and the whole body may not be left behind.

However, the higher-ups meant that since Huang Mao slaughtered the gods, he must have a means of saving his life, and he should not die easily, so he continued to search for traces.

Nearly 35 hours passed, and the South China Sea salvage team found nothing. Those who were anxiously waiting for the news were all disappointed when they heard the report.

Other countries listened to the news and secretly prayed that the yellow hair would be washed out of the Huaxia Sea by the sea, so that whether the yellow hair lived or died would belong to them.

As a result, various countries secretly dispatched ships to circle around the border of China's sea area in an attempt to pick up leaks.

The five of Wang Lingxian were still staying in Hong Kong, and Yu Wen suddenly wondered whether he would go back to the hotel if Huang Mao came back.

Huang Jiang: "The problem hotel is gone."

Wu Lan: "I remember half of it left. At that time, Amano Soya and the others just hid in the hotel to survive?"

"The hotel has an anti-riot system and is far away from the disaster center, so it was lucky to survive half of the floor, but it's useless, and the reconstruction still has to be rejected." Wang Lingxian jumped out of the car and said, "But Yu Wen's proposal can be adopted. Anyway, if you have nothing to do, go. have a look."

Totem said that it didn't matter, and the others were quite free, so they set off to the hotel together, and saw Soya Amano and the others passing through the wounded area.

Strange to say, this group of people were far away from the center of the disaster, but their injuries were more serious than the five of them. They either had broken hands or broken legs, hurting muscles and bones.

In particular, Sarutobi Higatsu relied on taijutsu, but his hands and feet were broken, and his ninja career was probably at an end.

The less injured person was Rudra, but his spirit was deeply hit and his defenses were broken, so that he was polluted and took advantage of it, and his mental breakdown was serious.

Amano Muneya broke his leg, and his momentum was depressed and gloomy. When he saw the five Totems, his face became gloomy for an instant, and he turned back to the temporary tent.

Wang Lingxian and the other five walked past with normal expressions. Anyway, the match was over, so there was no need to spend time continuing to deal with this group of people. They had to find Huang Mao quickly.

A group of five people came to the hotel very quickly. A military helicopter hovered over the sky, surrounded by ruins. They went all the way from the third underground floor of the hotel to the eighth floor where the ceiling was blown off.

"It's the last floor." Wu Lan reminded.

"It's clear at a glance." Totem looked around the structure on the eighth floor at the top of the stairs. Many rooms had their outer walls and ceilings blown off, and it was basically clear at a glance whether there was anyone hiding in the room. "It seems that the yellow hair is probably not there."

Wang Lingxian: "It's an unreliable guess."

Huang Mao disappeared for 35 hours, and Hong Kong City was almost turned over and searched but could not be found. How could they really find it in a hotel far away from the disaster center because of their whim?

Huang Mao narrowly escaped death, why is he hiding in this dilapidated hotel with insufficient food and medical care?Is the skull broken?

Therefore, when Wang Lingxian and his party came to the hotel, they didn't have any hope of finding Huang Mao, and they came here just to relieve their worries.

They walked in the corridor full of gravel and sundries, without opening the door, and had a clear view of the room with the big hole in the wall.

At this time, Yu Wen was standing at the door of a room where one-third of the ceiling had been blasted off but the outer walls and load-bearing walls were intact. Give up lightly, so which one of you will decide the next search point? The military area or the tunnel? Every stone in the military area has been removed, and no one can be found after digging three feet, or the Hung Hom Tunnel—”

The moment the door opened, Yu Wen just turned his head back, and his words stopped abruptly.

The six faces in front of the door and behind the door stared at each other, and the picture was still.

A few seconds later, with red bean bread in his mouth, Huang Mao raised his hand in greeting: "I'm not dead."

Wang Lingxian: "I see."

Wu Lan and Huang Jiang patted Yu Wen's shoulder from left to right and said, "To buy the lottery tomorrow, which numbers do you think are beautiful?"

Yu Wenxi raised his eyebrows: "Let me think about it carefully, I will go back to Xinhai City tomorrow and buy ten bets!"

Totem saw that Huang Mao had a lot of bandages on his body, but it seemed that they were all skin injuries. He asked him to go back to the hospital for a physical examination to check the internal injuries. After telling him all this, he asked him why he disappeared and where he went.

Huang Mao said that he was swept into the crevices of the reef by the waves, and after waking up, he swam ashore resolutely, remembering that the hotel was owned by Wang Lingxian's family, so he ran here to make simple bandages for himself and find some food by the way.

Huang Jiang: "You can actually go to the hospital."

Huang Mao: "There is no one over there, no credit."

The implication is that because the hotel belongs to Wang Lingxian, he knows him well, so he can temporarily pay on credit.

Everyone was speechless for a while, not knowing whether to praise Huang Mao for obeying the law or saying that he was elm bumpy. After thinking about it, there is nothing wrong with obeying the law, so they chose to praise.

Then everyone entered the room together, waited for the yellow hair to fill their stomachs, and solved everyone's doubts by the way.

For example, is he hiding clumsiness, hiding his purpose, possessing several extraordinary skills, who is more powerful, Di Shitian or Queen Mother of the West, and where are the powerful martial arts held by these two gods now... There are endless problems, all kinds of strange things, but no malicious intentions .

Cen Jin replied in a good-tempered manner that he didn't hide his clumsiness. He didn't want to be noticed. He wanted to take the public exam and live to receive a pension.

As for extraordinary skills, just two.

One is gravity, one is speech, and the latter is a fake trick, which is actually useless.

When talking about who is stronger, Di Shitian or Queen Mother of the West, Cen Jin will say that they are actually equally powerful, but they are powerful in different directions, and the strong martial arts in their hands disappear after the death of the god.

Disappeared with the dead body of the god, the reason is unknown.

The same reason was used countless times in the interrogation that lasted for half a month. Various lie detector machines and deep hypnosis methods could not prove that Cen Jin was lying. They wrote the report in duplicate and filed them separately. The information is included in the files with the highest level of confidentiality and sealed up.

Time flies, and if you don't pay attention, it will be the first day of school in September.

The strange incidents of Qianchuan and Gangcheng have come to an end for the time being. The Kusinara attached to the strange town has disappeared and lost its research value.

Questions about Cen Jin's true strength and whether he is a god-killer once exploded, and the popularity remained high. A random search of forum analysis posts found hundreds of them, and each post could cover seven or eight thousand floors. Wall swims to the Asian branch for a heated discussion.

It can be seen how much people pay attention to this matter.

With the passage of time and the start of the competition in full swing, and the official seal that Cen Jin is not a god-slaying person, the enthusiasm slowly subsided.

By mid-September, the heat had completely subsided, and Huang Mao was finally able to walk freely on the school road, so that he would not be surrounded by people during meals and classes, and even the campus paparazzi secretly took photos of him while working part-time for sale.

Yes, it's his part-time job to walk the 'Golden Retriever'.

After being photographed and posted on the forum, a group of people were excited and climaxed, saying that he was the only one who walked the golden retriever when others were walked by the golden retriever.

"..."

All in all, it is a day when sleeping and dozing off will be touted. Huangmao, who has never received attention for 20 years, endured hard work.

Fortunately, the school intends to suppress the heat, and the competition is closely related to the students themselves, so the hot spots are updated quickly.

Afterwards, Cen Jin was specially supervised, and a new training model was tailored, focusing on his physical fitness training in view of his shortcoming that his physical fitness could not keep up with his brain.

Four of the five supervisors are legendary bosses, and the physical training schedule customized by the strong teamwork, the results are not far behind.

On this day, Cen Jin practiced the cross sword technique taught by Wu Yujie as usual. Without using brain enhancement, he used Dao Gang Jian Sha to split the stone behind a row of glass bottles, provided that the glass bottles could not be broken.

It took him five days to ensure that at least half of the glass bottles were not broken.

Cen Jin took a deep breath, and the glass bottle in the shape of a pentagram was reflected in his pupils. He suddenly used his sword and sword, and the evil spirit of the wind turned into countless white lights and galloped away.

But hearing the crackling sound, the hard surface of the stone left several deep sword marks and at the same time, the glass bottles shattered one after another.

Wu Yujie took a quick glance and said, "Ten out of ten is much better than yesterday's thirteen. That's all for today, you go to prepare first, and do self-study in the afternoon and evening to strengthen your physical fitness."

Cen Jin was sweating profusely, his neck was wet, and the back of his cotton T-shirt was soaked with sweat. Hearing this, he said, "Isn't late self-study a cultural lesson?"

Wu Yujie didn't even raise her head: "It's useless to take that class, hurry up and learn something serious."

While talking, Wu Yujie received a message reminding her. After reading it, she frowned and left the training hall to make a phone call outside. After a while, she came back and said to Cen Jin with a friendly face, "Ask you a question, have you ever been abroad?" ? Mind going abroad?"

Cen Jin slowly raised a question mark above his head.

Wu Yujie shook her phone: "There is a hot-sought assignment from abroad that needs to be accepted by you."

Cen Jin wiped off his sweat: "Us?"

Wu Yujie: "Your team. There is also a teacher leading the team. This is a necessary stage for every student to try to accept and solve tasks. Wang Lingxian, Wu Lan and Totem took over the tasks twice last year, and they have completed the tasks perfectly. And you He and the other two didn't officially take over the mission, so the agency sent a mission to you."

Cen Jin kicked his toes and said, "I'm mainly dispatched, do you want me to go abroad?"

"Student Cen Jin is very smart." Wu Yujie swayed her skirt and said in a soft voice: "Freshman students need to complete the agency dispatch task. There will be one or two professional teachers to accompany you.

Originally, the branch school did not have such a rule, because there is a huge gap between the source of students in the branch school and the main school, and it is easy for freshmen to randomly assign tasks to cause accidents.In the past, there was only one in the main school, and the selection was strict, and talents from all over the world gathered in the main school, so the students were able to cope with the establishment of a freshman assignment course.

When it was opened at the branch school, the course was canceled due to the uneven quality of the students, but there was no time to expressly stipulate it, and now it is being used. It is hard for the main school to remember this regulation. "

Cen Jin: "Then I didn't throw myself into a trap?"

Wu Yujie: "It's okay, there is a solution."

Cen Jin: "What way?"

Wu Yujie raised her face from the phone and said softly, "Cross-dressing is a good thing."

Looking at her smiling face, Cen Jin felt a strong sense of foreboding.