ebookslot Chapter 153 Secret Matter: The Sorrow Of Yu Cheng
Chapter 153 Secret Matter: The Sorrow Of Yu Cheng
"Yucheng?"
"Yucheng, the city where Qin Fan comes from. Ten years ago, it also suffered from large-scale pollution."
Yan Dansha looked at Ye Zhen. Ten years ago, she was still a fierce little girl. Although she had awakened her powers, she was just a rookie.
And even now it has never heard of these things.
"Have you heard about the arrival of the Saint Level Divine Envoy in the last battle?"
"He came and succeeded after devouring the lives of the entire city."
Yan Dansha opened her eyes wide: "The whole city?"
"Yes, objectively speaking, the real Yu Cheng disappeared ten years ago."
"What about Yucheng now? Isn't it still alive and well?"
Ye Zhen looked out the window, through the distant void, as if he had returned to ten years ago, and the unbearable memory box was opened again.
"Yucheng now? That's just a cover to hide from others."
When Ye Zhen said this, he looked at Yan Dansha and did not continue the topic. Instead, he solemnly said to Yan Dansha: "This time, no matter what, this disaster cannot happen again."
"As the announcement continues, all freshmen who are willing to go will gather at the school gate immediately. We will set off in half an hour."
Yan Dansha nodded and disappeared into Ye Zhen's office.
A minute later, a fiery red Yan Dansha appeared directly in mid-air of the academy.
Under the scorching sun, she looked like a fighting flag, and her voice sounded like ancient temple bells, spreading to every corner of the academy.
"Huh? What's going on?"
"Is there an emergency in Wucheng? Is this place so evil?"
"Oh, I have such a bad temper, I need to go to the bathroom first."
"Are you going? Oh, I'm too weak, so I won't cause trouble to the country."
"Hmph, I didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly. Last time, the trash from the innovation class got the lead. It's time for the combat-type Erlangs to wash away their shame."
Some were excited, some were sad, and those who were hesitant began to shake their friends with electric shocks and discuss it.
Not long after, groups of students were walking towards the school gate in the combat department dormitory building.
In dormitory 308, Zhang Xiong's body trembled while he was lying on the bed.
"An Ji, Brother Fan went to Wucheng, right?"
"Yes."
An Ji was sitting at the desk tinkering with something.
A piece of metal that looked like a shoe sole was placed in front of him, and it was densely covered with small holes.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go too."
Zhang Xiong rolled over and got out of bed, his huge body causing the floor to tremble.
Fu Nanren poked his head out of the gauze curtain and said with a grimace: "Brother Xiong, I have a stomachache. I seem to have gastroenteritis."
"Really? It just so happens that our family has been practicing medicine for generations, and I am very good at treating this."
"Can you heal?"
Fu Nanren looked at Zhang Xiong's black bear-like body with doubt in his eyes.
"Are you doubting me? You can ask me, Zhang Xiong, if I have ever been stabbed a second time."
"Gelding? Are you a veterinarian?"
"Don't worry, in principle it's the same. I still have a few collector's edition tablets of oxytetracycline in my drawer. I'll give you one pill to guarantee that your illness will be cured."
When Fu Nanren heard this, he jumped out of bed and pretended to touch his belly.
"Hey, Brother Xiong, I felt wrong just now. It was just a fart. Just let it go."
Zhang Xiong glanced at him.
"Okay, get ready to go."
Five minutes later, the three of them walked out of the dormitory safely.
As soon as they went out, they saw Murong Xue and Lin Ling'er standing at the door of the dormitory.
Today, Murong Xue was wearing a black sportswear and her hair was tied into a ponytail.
Lin Ling'er also wore sportswear, but it was pink.
The originally ordinary clothes worn on the two women gave people a capable and youthful feeling.
Sure enough, she is a good-looking person, even if she is covered with a plastic sheet, she looks so sunny and cute.
"go?"
Murong Xue said.
Zhang Xiong: "Of course."
Lin Ling'er: "If you don't come down, we'll leave first."
Fu Nanren: "You guys make a call and we will be there immediately. Well, Liu Ye won't go, right?"
Fu Nanren chuckled and looked around but did not find Liu Ye's figure.
Murong Xue: "Whether you go or not is entirely up to your own free will, why do you need to call?"
Fu Nanren smacked his mouth lightly. Hey, his mouth is always faster than his brain. Brother Fan is in Wucheng. With Goddess Murong's attitude towards Brother Fan, she will naturally go.
"Brother Fan is our boss. If the boss is in trouble, brothers will go through fire and water. Ahem."
Zhang Xiong patted his chest, um, it was a bit hard and made him cough.
This guy is sincere.
"Then let's go."
Murong Xue didn't say much, and they walked towards the school gate together.
At the school gate, a row of buses was parked straight, and a dark crowd gathered there, waiting to be arranged to get on the bus.
"Zhang Xiong, how about another competition?"
The five people randomly found a team and lined up. Four or five people came to Zhang Xiong and stopped, raising their chins.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Xiong glanced at the man, and he should be in a similar state to himself.
"Hey, I really had a knife in my butt today. I opened my eyes. There are still people who don't recognize me, Brother Mo."
Before the leader could say anything, a boy following him was the first to get upset.
"Fat man, your zipper is unzipped?"
Zhang Xiong ignored him and turned to look at Fu Nanrendao.
"Huh? Really?"
Fu Nanren was startled and subconsciously covered his crotch. He glanced around and touched the zipper, huh?
"Brother Xiong, are you kidding me? My pants don't have a zipper at all."
Zhang Xiong sneered: "You don't have a zipper, so how is it exposed?"
Fu Nanren? ? ?
Peace and quiet.....
(ꐦÒ‸Ó)You idiot
Can the rugged and honest Mr. Zhang Xiong still curse people around the corner?