Heaven's Last Big Boss

The agreed meeting place was discussed and decided by the two of them. There is Xingfu Street in Longchen City, which is said to be an internet celebrity attraction.

Hoshisuke, happiness?

Ah, it's homophonic.

Chapter 27 The first case of taking office, the demon king 18

"How about it, is this uniform handsome?"

In an RV with a blue eagle logo on it, Feng Bugui shrank his legs and neck and sat in the co-pilot, winking at the three people behind who were changing clothes.

He said: "Don't worry, we all understand the rules, you are all fairy seedlings selected by the immortals, come to our squadron to experience life for a few days, and don't talk about eating, drinking, whoring and gambling later...Of course, I will not do this kind of thing myself Ah, please don't give this feedback to my superiors.

"Scrubbing, foot washing, sauna massage, regular ones can be arranged!"

The eldest sister who was driving sneered and rolled her eyes at Feng Bugui.

Feng Bugui smiled cheerfully and raised his eyebrows at Zhou Zheng.

He could clearly feel that Zhou Zheng's aura was no longer the same as when they first met, and his cultivation level was at least the third level of Body Training!

It really is a talent!

His naked eyes have spotted too many things over the years.

Xiao Sheng muttered: "Squad leader, you have a lot of contacts."

Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "It's also a coincidence. Before I went to the special training class, I knew Captain Feng as a monk."

"Maybe the Frost Immortal arranged it intentionally," Li Zhiyong said with a smile, but didn't say anything more.

The three of them quickly changed into their attire and looked radiant. It can be said that they are small... monks in the spirit of the new era.

Although the uniforms of the special operations team are not magical weapons, they are made of extremely sophisticated materials, taking into account the agility and protection needs of combat.

The dark-colored shirt and trousers are all made of fit fabrics, which will not affect the wearer's most fighting movements, and at the same time, a layer of fire-resistant paint is attached.

The dark blue windbreaker is more bullet-proof, but the cost is that it is quite heavy, at least more than ten catties. It is difficult for ordinary people to carry it for a long time, but for monks above the third level of physical training, it will not cause any damage. burden.

"Don't say we don't take care of you."

Feng Bugui smiled and said:

"Originally the area I was in charge of was the Third Industrial Island, and you should also go there to study for seven days, but after I received this task, I specially applied to my superiors to come here temporarily for a week, and you will follow me to enjoy the blessings Bar!"

Xiao Sheng looked at the pedestrian street outside the car window, and chuckled: "That's really nice, the girls here are really nice."

Zhou Zheng raised his hand to beat Xiao Sheng's shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "Don't make trouble, Captain Feng has our score sheet in his hand."

"Hi," Xiao Sheng curled his lips, "Then add one more thing, the men here are really good, so it's even."

The eldest sister in the driver's seat sneered, and blinked at Xiao Sheng through the rearview mirror.

Xiao Sheng pretended that he didn't see anything.

Just kidding, he used to look at fairies with his job bowl in front of the colored glaze hall!

Feng Bugui said seriously: "Let's not be joking, let me first talk about the work you are mainly responsible for, and the process still needs to be gone through. First, let me introduce the special operations team."

"Our special operations team is led by the Futian League. It is composed of disciples from the 39 sects of the East China Sea and a large number of casual cultivators. The special operations team in Twelve Cities has a total of 6 members. We are responsible for cooperating with the police and protecting the invisible order.

"There are six areas in Longchen City that allow spiritual activities. This is the spiritual management center of the Futian League, and it is also the most prosperous place among the six areas. There are many good spirits on this street.

"Of course, good spirits don't necessarily don't commit crimes, and there are often some spirits whose residence permits expire, or who sneak in. They are greedy for ordinary prosperity and refuse to leave. These are the contents of our work.

"We don't do anything else today. We patrol the street for six hours to complete the mission... Do you have any questions? You can ask them casually."

Zhou Zheng, Xiao Sheng, and Li Zhiyong all shook their heads.

Feng Bugui smiled and said, "If you have no questions, just answer—Yes, Captain!"

"Yes, Captain!"

"Speak up!" Feng Bugui suddenly became serious, and roared at the top of his voice, "It doesn't matter if you are in the Returning Ruins Realm or the God's Shadow Realm, you can't embarrass our special operations team when you come to the special operations team! Keep your spirits up! call!"

The three shouted: "Yes! Captain!"

"Pretty!"

Feng Bugui gave a thumbs up, turned his head and opened the car door:

"Let's start patrolling. Don't worry. This is Longchen's core protection area. There are countless masters hiding in the dark. It's very difficult for you to meet monsters here."

After saying that, he stepped out of the RV, and his strong body immediately attracted a lot of attention from the street.

Across the street, a handsome man in a tuxedo with a rose in his arms looked at the little Xius with a smile, then turned and turned into the pedestrian street.

The automatic door at the rear of the caravan slowly opened, and three young monks came out in a file.

The moment his leather boots stepped on the asphalt road, Zhou Zheng raised his head subconsciously, his dark blue windbreaker swayed slightly, and his eyes became much deeper.

Wearing the same clothes on Li Zhiyong adds a bit of elegance;

And wearing it on Xiao Sheng's body... why does it have a sense of collusion between the police and the robbers...

With a big wave of Feng Bugui's hand, the four of them moved forward side by side, and started a trip to check in at the Internet celebrity attractions at public expense.

……

"What to do, what to do, what to do."

The dog hair on Xiaoyue's head was a little messy, and she lay on the table feeling melancholy.

Are there still netizens coming to your door in this day and age?

When he was playing games a few years ago, he really had a few close buddies, but... if they found out that their teammate was a fairy dog, wouldn't it be 'a joke that has been going on for many years finally comes true'?

This is going to be spread, where will he put the face of instructor Xiaoyue?

Even with that, the Nine-Turn Treasure Pill on its chest is not very bright anymore.

"Feng Tong, help me!"

Xiaoyue yelled, but when she looked up, she saw that the sofa was empty, and Fengtong had disappeared at some point.

It is more reliable to go to Bing for help.

Xiaoyue pulled the phone, thought for a while, and sent a message to Bingning.

Half a minute later, Ice Immortal, who was attending a cooking class with Ao Ying, wrote back to him:

【No time. 】

It can be said to be very concise.

Xiaoyue let out a long sigh, forget it, this is still missing, although I really want to see what my old friend looks like, but there is a race between each other, unless there is another way...

"Eh?"

Xiaoyue's eyes lit up, and suddenly she thought about it, pictures appeared above her head, and among them she chose the handsome guy she liked the most and had the most mortal temperament.

Wouldn't it be enough to let him hug me and meet him?

"Oh hehehe, Xiaoyue is a genius!"

Hey, no, counting the time, they should be conducting the first phase of the assessment now, and I don't know if Brother Zhou has time.

……

"How to tell the difference between a demon and a spirit?"

On the bustling pedestrian street, four men in dark blue uniforms stood in the shade at the corner of the street, which was quite a unique sight.

Xiao Sheng squatted in the corner drinking milk tea, obviously not interested in this topic.

Zhou Zheng and Li Zhiyong were around Feng Bugui, listening carefully to Feng Bugui's [transmission] explanation.

"Actually, in the final analysis, this still depends on intuition."

Feng Bugui smiled and said:

"I was a criminal policeman before practicing, and I have some experience in distinguishing criminals from potential criminals.

"The experience of handling cases for so many years tells me that spirits and demons are actually existences very similar to human thinking. In other words, the evolution direction they want to reach through transformation is us humans."

"It's not human beings, but the innate Taoist body," Li Zhiyong corrected, "All spirits evolve to the Taoist body, and human beings are only the closest to the innate Taoist body."

"Okay, that's probably it. Look at the two over there."

Feng Bugui raised his chin to the two beauties passing by on the street.

They twisted their water snake waists, stepped on high heels, and wore cheongsams with high slits. Their looks and figures were full of charm.

Xiao Sheng's eyes flickered with golden light, he tsk-tsk smiled and said, "Two little green snakes."

"They are nightclub cafeterias among spirit creatures," Feng Bugui said with a smile, "their breath is mottled, but there is no evil spirit. , we don't care about this.

"Well, it's also difficult to restrain them with our human etiquette."

Xiao Sheng threw the milk tea cup in his hand and narrowed his eyes: "Brother, let them get some popularity today!"

"Don't throw trash anywhere," Zhou Zheng reminded.

"Bottleneck," Li Zhiyong said indifferently.

Xiao Sheng shrank immediately, smiled bitterly, picked up the milk tea cup, threw a perfect parabola, and sent it into the trash can in the distance.

"That, may I ask?"

A clear male voice came from the side.

The four of them turned their heads to look together, their eyes brightened.

Is this person in front of you an Internet celebrity?

The white tuxedo, which usually only appears in stage plays and cabaret performances, does not seem to violate any sense of harmony on him, as if the whole person exudes a soft light effect.

Zhou Zheng reacted the fastest, and replied with a smile: "Hi, what's the matter?"

"Ah, I want to ask for directions," Feng Qing looked a little embarrassed, "How do I get to No. 70, Xingfu Avenue? I've been wandering here for a while, and at most I only found No. [-] No. [-]."

Zhou Zheng glanced at Feng Bugui, who smiled and waved his hands.

"Serving people is also our main job."

"Come with me," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "I'll take you there. This street has been remodeled several times, and the route is really confusing."

"Thank you," Feng Qing replied with a smile, feeling a little fond of this very polite young monk in front of him.

Compared with the society of their monster race, human society has a lot more cultural heritage.

Well, if you want to gain a firm foothold in this star, promote the re-education of the old demons, and carry out literacy activities within the holy clan, it is also a necessary measure.

Zhou Zheng checked the map with his mobile phone, and led Feng Qing to walk around the streets.

In fact, Feng Qing didn't pay much attention to the little brother in front of him, and he didn't intend to hurt the mortal monks here.

A king must have the pattern of a king.

But Feng Qing soon noticed something unusual about Zhou Zheng.

'Um?How come there are so many fairy breaths?Isn't this just a little monk who hasn't finished forging his body and building his foundation? '

A bit of curiosity flashed across Feng Qing's eyes, he stared at Zhou Zheng for a few times, and then moved his gaze to Zhou Zheng's right wrist.

In order to avoid the triple ban from being too conspicuous, Zhou Zheng put on a pair of sports wristbands.

This obviously couldn't stop Feng Qing's gaze.

Immortal ban?

There is a bit more playfulness in Feng Qing's eyes.

"It's right here, a coffee shop," Zhou Zheng paused, pointing to a simple light sign hanging in an alley, "there is No. [-]."

"Thank you," Feng Qing replied with a smile, looking into Zhou Zheng's eyes.

Zhou Zheng only felt that this man's eyes were like two whirlpools, as if they wanted to swallow his vision completely.

But Feng Qing didn't do anything, just smiled at Zhou Zheng, and said softly:

"Looking forward to our next meeting."

Zhou Zheng squeezed the logo of the special operations team on his chest and said with a smile, "If you have any questions, you can contact us at any time."

Feng Qing didn't say much, took a few deep breaths, tried to hide the tension and apprehension in his expression, looked at the rose in his hand, and walked towards the coffee shop.