Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

Zhang Lu began to read carefully, started to study bully, and absorbed the precious wealth left by his predecessors.

Chapter 882 You Are Too Loud

Chapter 882 You are too noisy

Three hours passed.

Zhang Lu insisted on reading all 10 dossiers in the first grid of the fourth row.

But in this row alone, there are 107 grids.

Even if Zhang Lu's firepower is fully fired, he still feels that he is waiting.

After concentrating for a long time and exhausting effort, Zhang Lu was also a little tired, so he simply sat on the ground, closed his eyes and meditated.

Just as Zhang Lu closed his eyes and meditated, a person walked in and landed silently, as if there was a thick layer of feline flesh pads on the soles of his feet.

Although the other party's arrival did not make any sound, Zhang Lu had already sensed the other party's appearance and opened his eyes.

It's him!

This person was asking Uncle Zhang and Principal Mao to wait at the foot of the mountain, wearing a Suzaku mask on his face.

Unexpectedly, this person also entered the library.

Zhang Lu thought about it, it seems that the other party also came to study at the 986 Military Academy, and came late like himself, so he had to make up for it in the library.

The opponent came slowly.

Wearing a mask, it is impossible to see through the face under the mask.

Outside the mask, he has a slender figure, especially his legs. When walking, he exudes a sense of strength through the combat uniform.

He also controlled his footsteps very cleverly, without making the slightest sound.

Every step seems to have been measured, no more, no less, always maintaining the same length, the same frequency and rhythm.

It's like coming to a specific drumbeat.

With the arrival of the other party, Zhang Lu's brain alarm automatically buzzed.

The decibels are not very high, but there are not many people who can automatically warn the early warning ability.

Even Zhan Feng, Gao Shenghan, Long Yan and others cannot activate the early warning ability and automatically warn.

Master!

There is no doubt that this mysterious man wearing a mask must be a strong special forces soldier.

interesting!

The students in this period seem to be of high quality!

The strong among the special forces, everyone yearns for the sixth type of organization.

This guy, like himself, chose the 986 Military Academy.

This made Zhang Lu a little confused, especially since he was wearing a mask like Ouyang Fenghuo.

Isn't this guy from the sixth category of institutions?

The other party also saw Zhang Lu sitting on the floor, but he just glanced at him, then looked away and ignored him.

The other party walked up to Zhang Lu's side, and also started reading from the fourth row. He chose the weight of the volume in the first grid, and focused on looking at the volume without distraction.

Ten lines at a glance, the speed is not slow, but there are a lot of words in a page.

After reading two pages, he slowly slid the pages, and while turning the pages, his eyes were already fixed on the words.

Zhang Lu withdrew his gaze, and the Bodhi seeds in his body were turning slowly, exuding a misty golden light, and his fatigue was swept away.

Not long after, Zhang Lu stood up, walked to the second grid in the fourth row, and picked up the file.

It took three hours to finish reading the first grid. Zhang Lu was not satisfied with such an efficiency.

There will be an assessment in three days, and there are only three days left for him. Zhang Lu's goal is not only to pass the assessment, but also to read as many books as possible within three days.

In order to speed up, Zhang Lu's body exploded, and the exploding blood was like a rushing river.

The sound of blood like a tide alarmed the other person who was reading the book, and the other person glanced over again, a little longer than last time, and then read the book seriously again.

And Zhang Lu turned his back to her, and thirteen independent perspectives appeared on his forehead. Under the explosion of energy and blood, his energy and spirit became one, and his whole person entered the state of Bodhi enlightenment.

With one mind and three functions, several abilities are combined together, thirteen independent perspectives, like a machine gun, and their gazes are like bullets, constantly sweeping towards the file.

He flipped the pages of the book with both hands quickly, and was extremely devoted, as if his mind had entered the world in the book.

The rustling sound of pages turning, like a money counter counting a thick stack of banknotes, is a bit noisy.

The person wearing the Suzaku mask couldn't help snorting when he saw that Zhang Lu was flipping the pages of a book instead of reading a book.

If you flip through the book like this, you can't even read the words on the pages clearly, so how can you remember the knowledge in the book.

He didn't understand what the person in front of him wanted to do. Isn't the purpose of reading the file first to write down what was said in it?

Flipping through the book aimlessly like this, one looks like someone who is impetuous, especially if he is pretending how fast he is reading in front of his own face.

Posture!

He was even more disdainful in his heart, looked away, and didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of sensationalist who always wanted to come up with something.

As Zhang Lu turned faster and faster, this time it only took two hours for Zhang Lu to finish reading the 10 volumes.

And the person wearing the Suzaku mask who started at the same time as him just finished the first volume.

Outside the library, the scorching sun is already in the middle.

A staff member sent two sets of fast food to the library, and without disturbing them, they just gently put down the fast food and left on their own.

After watching this for a long time, Zhang Lu stretched his muscles and bones, took a box of open meals, and started to devour them.

And the person wearing the Suzaku mask remained unmoved and was still concentrating on reading. She just stood there, her body upright like a javelin stuck in a library.

The wind from the air conditioner swept across his body, except for the slight blowing of his clothes, he was like a green pine, insisting on not letting go of the green hill, with only the file in his eyes in his eyes, as if nothing could affect her.

Even the back of the right hand holding the book was caught by a mosquito, but he ignored it and let the mosquito suck his belly swollen.

So focused, with no other distractions, this kind of person has a kind of super willpower and self-control.