The God of Destruction

Duan Jianqiu said: "The report mentioned that there is a young man with a mysterious identity wearing yellow organ armor, but I don't know what is split in half and I suspect that it was the aliens. What do you think?"

Zhang Chengbiao said: "That night, I saw more than a dozen people beat that man named Fan Huadong. I didn't expect his kung fu to be good. Actually I beat all my opponents. I know I can't beat him. In addition, I also heard that a police car was going to patrol the highway, so I did n’t follow them all the time, otherwise I might see what happened that night. ”However, I think a set of yellow machine armor that can be easily split may be used Secret weapons, such as the laser knife used by the legendary aliens. "This means that most of them are made by aliens.

Duan Jianqiu suddenly asked: "Do you know the identity of the young man killed?"

Zhang Chengbiao thought about it and said, "I think it's yours, isn't it?"

Duan Jianqiu said: "Yes, he works for me." However, he also has a strong sense of identity. My son is my only son and my favorite son. His name is shady. In the future, my hundred-screen play will be handed over to him. But now, he is dead and killed by a mysterious enemy, you say, what should I do? "The tone is getting colder and colder, making Zhang Chengbiao shudder.

Zhang Chengbiao couldn't help but play a smart, said: "Of course there is revenge."

Duan Jianqiu said, "So, who do you think I should avenge?"

Zhang Chengbiao thought for a while and said, "I think there must be a big problem with the person named Pan Chen."

Duan Jianqiu, oh, asked: "What do you think of him?"

Zhang Chengbiao said: "I was thinking, he was obviously killed by your people. Why did he suddenly resurrect, there must be something strange in it."

Duan Jianqiu asked: "Are you sure he is still alive?"

Zhang Chengbiao said: "Yes, in this afternoon's class, I quietly watched him take a fitness class and observed his every move. I can be sure that he is really alive."

Duan Jianqiu said: "Don't you doubt that my people killed the wrong person?"

Zhang Chengbiao said: "Well, I believe in the reputation of Baijing Hall. Your business has never made mistakes. I think there will be no mistakes this time. And if it is an alien, why not kill Fan Huadong and Pan Chen together? It must be related to them. "

Duan Jianqiu nodded and said: "A wise man must make mistakes when he is worried, even if he is a god, he sometimes makes mistakes." However, to be honest, Pan Chen and Fan Huadong must have some problems. I will arrange people to talk to them. "

"Xiao Ming, this black machete seems nothing special."

"Oh, don't you see what's so special about it? Then I tell you, its size can change freely according to my idea, do you think it has magic power?"

"Does the size change a lot? Isn't this the same as the highest warrior described in some fantasy on the Internet? Is there really such a soldier in the world? Isn't this better than any high-tech?"

"All the miracles in the world. Ice and snow, small!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Pan Chen's heart moved, and Bingxue Jian immediately became smaller and became a toy knife, as big as a finger.

When Fan Huadong saw it, he shouted, "Wow!" It was amazing. "

At this time, Fan Huadong's cell phone rang.

So he took out his phone, looked at it, and said, "That's my sister."

Press the "answer" button to make a call.

After a few simple answers, Fan Huadong hung up.

Then he said to Pan Chen: "Xiao Ming, my sister is related to me, and I have to go home now."

Pan Chen said: "Okay, you go."

So Fan Huadong returned the ice sword to Pan Chen, and then they went to check out together.

Then they parted ways. Fan Huadong called a taxi home, and Pan Chen walked back to school.

The night is quiet and the campus is quiet.

When Pan Chen returned to his dormitory, Liu and Wang ’s roommates were not there, and they did not know where to go to play.

Pan Chen speculates that these two people may go to the Internet bar to play games, right?

Pan Chen and these two fans don't have much topic, and the relationship is relatively general, so they are too lazy to pay attention to them.

auzw.com As long as he is timely and away from him, he can do whatever he wants, how free he is.

Suddenly, he felt that when he had money, it was necessary to rent a small house outside the school to live by himself, so as to facilitate practice.

He remembered to write a book when he thought of this and made money.

So he took out his mobile phone and spent an hour and a half writing a book.

After writing, seeing Liu, Wang did not return.

So he sat on the bed and practiced.

Practice and practice.

He didn't lie down and rest until 12 o'clock.

The next day, I woke up early in the morning to see if the dormitory members were not there.

When no one bothered, he took out the information he had read on his mobile phone. That was very sad, but he was numb, he didn't think too much, he thought about it. The first part should be practiced.

He used the most flexible thinking in the morning and quickly wrote a chapter.

Then, looking at his mobile phone, it was still early, so he practiced for a while.

Because it's eight o'clock now.

So, at 07:30, he went out.

I went to the cafeteria and bought two buns.

Then he went straight into the classroom.

After entering the classroom, I glanced and found that more than half of the students were already seated.

Fan Huadong was also present. As soon as he saw Pan Chen coming in, he extended a helping hand and shouted, "Xiaoming, come here."

Pan Chen approached him.

After a while, it approached and stood at the table.

Pan Chen smiled and said: "Boss Fan, you look good today, is there any good news?"

Fan Huadong said with a smile: "Xiao Ming, let you be right, there is indeed a happy thing."

Pan Chen asked: "What is a happy event?"

"This" Fan Huadong sold "Guanzi". "There are three minutes to go to class. I will tell you when lunch breaks."

At this time, a female teacher came in.

So Pan Chen had to say, "Okay."

At this time, he returned to his seat and sat down.

Next, I saw other students come in one by one.

Pan Chen noticed this and found that Liu Teng and Wang were only half a minute away in the same bedroom. Their hair is messy and their eyes are red and swollen. At first glance, they knew they could not sleep all night.

However, although they are a little tired, they look happy.

Pan Chen thought, these two people are likely to play a good copy of the game last night, right?

At eight o'clock, the female teacher cleared her throat and announced the official start of the class.

This is an English class.

Pan Chen listened very attentively. ..