"Minister, give it to our military department! There are too many ghost holes we need to suppress, and the pressure is great!"

Suo Zhen, Minister of Fumo, did not answer anyone's words, and he pretended not to see the fiery gazes of everyone.

He has his own considerations and plans.

At the same time, I also have my own doubts.

"Ling Yan, are you sure that when you took Ye Fan to the Demon Confucian Academy for the test, his strength was only at the level of a third-level Demon Confucian?"

"Yes, Minister, the test teacher at the time can also testify."

Seeing Ye Fan's bursting performance, Ling Yan explained with a guilty conscience.

"Are you sure Ye Fan's current performance is what a third-level magician can show?"

"Did he hide his strength when he was tested?"

"How do I know this?"

Ling Yan spread her hands helplessly, then said analytically.

"He's a fool, shouldn't he be so careful?"

"And his previous fancy attacks looked very cool, but they just repelled those monsters."

"There are very few monsters that are actually killed."

"Instead, the talisman drawn in the air at the back is extremely lethal to those monsters."

"But that can only prove that those talismans are powerful, not that Ye Fan's own strength is strong."

"It's just that this volleying talisman really surprised me."

"No surprise."

The director of the Talisman Bureau stood up and said with a smile.

"Through the perennial research of our Talisman Bureau."

"As long as Fu Moshi has a strong spiritual energy reserve in his body and knows how to draw talismans, he can do this."

"I'm even more curious about how much aura Ye Fan has in his body, allowing him to squander it so recklessly."

"And where did his drawing methods for those talismans come from?"

Hearing this, Ling Yan explained aloud.

"I heard from my love that Ye Fan once ate a lot of peaches with aura in Qin Province Ghost Purgatory."

"I think his aura reserves all come from here!"

"Because of this kind of peach, Xiang Yi's theory of ghost energy reversal can be launched."

"As for the painting method of those talismans, I suspect that he has obtained some kind of inheritance in the ghost purgatory."

Hearing this, the big shots suddenly became eager, and several of them stood up.

"Minister, if Secretary Ling Yan's speculation is true, I suggest restarting the Purgatory Expedition."

"If a few more people can get the ancient inheritance, what a terrible situation it will be."

"We also recommend restarting the Purgatory Expedition."

Suo Zhen listened to everyone's speculations and discussions, and was always in deep thought.

As a minister, he understands that he cannot only see the good side of the problem like others.

The bad side should also be seen.

Think twice before making any decision.

Because every decision he makes will affect the life and death of countless people.

He waved his hand casually.

"Okay, don't worry about the purgatory expedition, and don't worry about Ye Fan's ownership."

"Whether there is inheritance in purgatory, we are still not sure."

"Everything will be decided after Ye Fan comes back and asks about his situation."

Fumo Police Station in West City.

A group of demon policemen watched Ye Fan's explosive performance and shouted happily.

Even Jiang Nan, who was always worried about Ye Fan's safety, laughed heartily.

He boasted to his new subordinates.

"Do you know? Ye Fan is a cub brought out by me in Jiangnan."

"He was able to shine in the battle of national fortune, half of my credit is due to Jiangnan."

"I know, Director, you have told us nine times."

"Besides, we also applied to join the West City Fumo Police Station because of Senior Brother Ye Fan."

On the Internet of Planting Flowers, there are endless discussions about Ye Fan.

Compared with the previous national games, this year's national games are the most relaxing and happiest for all Chinese people.

Even if they won the championship in the past national games, they still made the people of the country feel anxious.

Watching the heroes of the motherland being injured, bleeding, struggling, and wailing on the battlefield of the National Games.

No one can be hard-hearted and indifferent.

Only this year's competition, from the very first horror game to the current Doomsday City, Ye Fan's performance is always reassuring.

"The leader Qiao is still the same leader Qiao, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms just now are really cool."

"The battle of national destiny must be done by me, Hokage-sama."

"I still remember the horror game, the scene where Master Qiao frightened the demon masters from other countries into pulling their trouser pockets. It made me laugh to death."

"I'm a student of the Kyoto Volunteer Demon Academy. You don't know how fierce Gang Leader Qiao is. On the first day I entered the school, I killed all the ghosts in our academy and nearly extinct."

"I'm so envious that upstairs can be an alumni with Chief Qiao."

"I really want Gang Leader Qiao's signature! I don't know where I can get it."

"Ask for advice, does Chief Qiao have a wife? I want to warm the bed for Chief Qiao."

"Don't even think about it. I was on a mission with Ye Fan before, and this guy actually handed over the love letter my sister gave him to his girlfriend."

"Is this kind of operation something that normal people can do?"

Li Junye is also a member of the Internet army, watching everyone gossip about Ye Fan, he couldn't help complaining.

"Hahaha, upstairs, I'm envious of you being able to do missions with Chief Qiao, and at the same time mourn for your sister for 3 minutes."

"I personally gave my daughter-in-law the love letter that someone else gave me, but it's okay."

"It turns out that Qiao's real name is Ye Fan! Thank you for letting me know."

"I beg my brother who can go on missions with Ye Fanda to help me get an autographed photo."

"+1."

"+2."

".."

In the outside world, discussions about Ye Fan are in full swing.

Ye Fan, the person involved, was very helpless, his body was controlled by the monitor, leaving him with no dominance at all.

I can only keep cheering the monitor in my mind.

It took more than 20 minutes to bombard the crowd of [-] to [-] zombies.

Ye Fan finally rushed out of the zombie siege with a powder mask and Hinata Tsunade.

Afterwards, the three of them quickly found a broken building with a height of 60 meters.

After rushing all the way to the top of the building, he sat on the ground to rest out of breath.

[1-minute countdown by Didi, 59, 58, 57. 】

[The system started to treat the host's severe mental illness. During the treatment, the treatment failed. 】

system:.?

Damn, it still doesn't work.

【3. 】

【2. 】

【1. 】

[The system exits Didi’s agent playing status, and at the same time reminds the host, although agent playing is good, don’t be greedy! 】

[Drips consume the host's life value, and each time it consumes one month. 】

As the system's voice fell, Ye Fan finally regained control of his body.

He quickly turned his head and looked around his body, for fear that his body would be damaged by the monitor.

Fortunately, there is not even a hair missing, so I feel relieved.

The powder mask and Hinata Tsunade fell to the ground and rested for a full minute before recovering.

After all, they are all "old people", so it is right to climb the stairs to catch their breath.

Although following Ye Fan did not make a move.

But along the way, they are also constantly dodging, and their hearts are also very nervous, so people get tired easily.

"Ye Fan, I adore you so much!"

Hinata Tsunade, who had had enough rest, leaned towards Ye Fan limply.

Express your inner admiration, admiration, and gratitude.

"roll!"

Ye Fan pushed it away in disgust.

You are not my daughter-in-law, how can you rely on me.

Hinata Tsunade was instantly stunned!
what's the situation?
Didn't you tease me just now, saying that you want to take me to fly?
Why is it out of danger now, it's like a different person.

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