Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 367 The Only Place

Next, Fang Zheng asked Mr. Fu, when will it start?

But Mr. Fu's answer was to have Fang Zheng wait for the notification.

Just in these two days.

Because they needed to be prepared, this time around, they could not participate in the big masters, so in order to be safe and sound, they specially found several groups of young people to work together to investigate.

And these people, young and talented from all over the country.

After all, Mr. Fu was not the only one among the 1.3 billion people in the country who knew how to keep a dark night watch.

Fang Zheng was surprised to hear that there was a companion, then his eyes lit up.

It's nice to have so many people.

Many who carry the thunder together have multiple security measures.

When it came to working with young talents from all over the country, Mr. Fu looked at Fang Zheng, and even Butcher zhang, who was eating pork head with marinated meat, looked at Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng was confused and felt a little uncomfortable. He whispered, "Do you know how to read minds?" I was just thinking that if I were to be a salted fish with the army, you guys would immediately stare at me... Ahem, well, I wouldn't be a salted fish."

Fang Zheng coughed to hide his guilt and embarrassment.

Mr. Fu: ..."

Butcher zhang: ..."

Fang Zheng didn't say it. They didn't know what Fang Zheng was really thinking. This guy was the king of salted fish. He wanted to be a salted fish from the beginning.

It seems that there must be some pressure on this salted fish king.

Otherwise, the salted fish wouldn't even be bothered to turn over.

"This time, it's not simple. It's not just Zhou city, but all over the country. You're competing and competing with each other. You're representing Zhou city. There's only one place in Blessed Land, and only the people with the best grades can get the only place."

According to Mr. Fu, only the people with the best grades can get the Blessed Land prize, which is too unfriendly for the salted fish.

Hat?!

Fang Zheng had thought that this mission would be the same as the last one, and that every participant would be assigned a spot.

But Fang Zheng realized that he was wrong.

He was too naive.

How could the difficulty of this mission be comparable to the difficulty of the evacuation? If the difficulty of the evacuation was a nightmare, this time it was just an ordinary difficulty.

That time, the evacuation of the overseas chinese directly went into a ghost hole. When the supernatural events erupted, the ghosts knew what kind of ghosts would appear and how many ghosts would gather in a dense heap.

"Even the second and third place don't have a place in Blessed Land?" Fang xianyu did not give up and asked Mr. Fu brazenly.

Mr. Fu: ..."

Sure enough, this kid didn't give any pressure and never bothered to turn around.

"No."

"Only the first place will be rewarded."

"If we don't find out the truth, or if Li Sishui's deceased mental world collapses in advance, it's a collective mission failure, and we won't get any rewards."

Fang Zheng immediately felt Alexander and a sense of urgency.

The Blessed Land spot is precious, and this time only one Blessed Land spot is released, which is even more precious. It is estimated that the competition will be very fierce by then.

After discussing a few more details, Fang Zheng stayed at the underworld store for about an hour before leaving the Underworld shop to continue his journey to his university city.

However, just as he was about to leave the house, Fang Zheng suddenly stopped and turned to look at Mr. Fu, revealing a harmless smile of a man with white teeth, "Mr. Fu, if I win first place, will Mr. Fu, my recommender, have a lot of face in his profession?"

Mr. Fu was stunned, wondering why Fang Zheng suddenly asked about it.

But Mr. Fu nodded absent-mindedly.

"I see." Fang Zheng smiled brightly and left.

On the contrary, Mr. Fu and Butcher zhang, who were left in the same place, looked a little confused and confused. How did they feel that Fang Zheng was going to do something again?

...

When Fang Zheng arrived at the university city, it was almost nine o' clock in the evening.

Today was an hour later than before.

It was mainly to discuss with Mr. Fu the details of the shady move.

Wait a minute!

Fang Zheng suddenly thought of a serious problem that he had been ignoring.

Li Sishui's body was only one, but there were so many competitors all over the country, and they were scattered all over the country, so how was the body divided?

Maybe... Maybe... Maybe... It wasn't just a small part shared by one person, was it?

When Fang Zheng came to the store, he saw Old god stick holding his double card and waiting for him. A second-hand, home-made smartphone was playing video clips.

This was the same cell phone that was left in a squat hole in the White tower industrial park public toilet.

Old god stick, who was stingy and had a car loan, returned to pick it up.

As for how he got it back, Fang Zheng never dared to understand it...

Old god stick, who was doing a short video in the store, saw Fang Zheng enter the store and his eyes lit up, "Little brother, you're going to be famous on the short video!"

Old god stick rubbed his hands excitedly, as if he was famous himself. He immediately held his double card and waited for Fang Zheng to see it.

Fang Zheng told Old god stick to stay away from him, just stand away and raise his phone for him to see.

"Little brother, the keyboard, the mouse, the toothbrush, the money, the razor, the elevator button, no matter which one is dirtier than the toilet, why don't you throw away all the money, little brother, and all the old me?" Old god stick felt a great blow to his self-esteem.

"Are you trying to argue with me with a bamboo pole?" Fang Zheng asserted his authority as the boss.

Old god stick immediately shut up, smiled and said nothing, how could it be?

This is not a second's hesitation.

This is from the heart.

Looking at Old god stick, who likes to watch short videos, and also likes to make appointments on the part-time internet, and doesn't look like a taoist at all, Fang Zheng couldn't help but wonder about one thing: "Old god stick, how did you choose to be a taoist in the past?"

Who knows? When Fang Zheng mentioned this, Old god stick gritted his teeth, "When I was six years old, I was still a mud boy with a runny nose, running around naked, and knowing nothing. One day, I met an old fortune-teller and said that I would wear a yellow robe in the future, and that my wife and concubine would not worry, and would become a descendant of the dragon. I believe in a hammer! The old man was too ruthless, and he had made all the calculations. As expected, I was wearing a yellow robe, and my wife and concubines were not worried, and I really became a descendant of the dragon. The old man actually used chicken legs to seduce a six-year-old child, tricked me into wearing a taoist robe, and became my master. By the way, the old man claimed that the dao number was'real blue dragon'."

Fang Zheng: ..."

Old god stick's master was right. Old god stick was wearing a yellow robe.

And Old god stick had been single all his life, so he was just a wife and a concubine, because he was destined to have none.

There were mountains and mountains, and there was an old master Old god stick on Old god stick...

Fang Zheng had some sympathy for his childhood.

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