Douluo: I have a fatal mission board

Although Nordin Junior Soul Master Academy looks very big, the facilities inside are actually very simple.

A main teaching building, a playground, and a dormitory building on the east side of the playground.

The dormitory is a mixed-gender dormitory. Of course, this is because everyone is still a child and immature in mind.

Three floors and seven houses, this is where Zhao Fan will live for a long time.

He didn't let Director Su lead him in finding a dormitory. He was very experienced.

About four or five minutes later, Zhao Fan walked to the door of Qishe holding a brand new white school uniform.

The door was open, and ten children were sitting together and chatting inside.

When Zhao Fan walked in, everyone focused their attention on him.

Tang San also saw it, and in the next second, he rushed towards Zhao Fan.

Without any hesitation, Xuan Yu Hand, Ghost Shadow Confusion Tracking, Controlling Crane and Capturing Dragon, and Purple Demon Eyes were all used.

If he hadn't considered the inappropriate surroundings at this time, he might not have been able to retain the sleeve pin on his left wrist.

Zhao Fan didn't give in. He chuckled and threw his school uniform on the bed beside him; then, he also went up to meet him.

The space of Qishe is very large, about 300 square meters.

The others looked at this wonderful scene in front of them, and after being in a daze for a while, they hurriedly walked to the corner.

"Is this, is this Tang San's strength? When he fought me before, he actually held back so much."

"Yeah, I really didn't expect Tang San to be so powerful; but that person is also quite strong, and he and Tang San have always been neck-and-neck."

"Miss Wu, what's wrong with you?"

A boy looked at the only girl in the crowd and asked with some confusion.

I saw that this girl looked pretty and cute, with a white and rosy face, and a pink and tender look like a ripe peach, which made people want to take a bite.

The most peculiar thing is her hip-length scorpion tail, and her big watery eyes, which make her even more lively and smart.

"It's okay, it's up to you."

A sound like the chirping of an oriole sounded, and although he was being scolded, the boys around him all scratched their heads and giggled.

The fight is still going on.

Both of them have similar skills. Even if Zhao Fan is a little stronger than Tang San, in a situation where life or death is uncertain, the outcome is not easy to decide.

Moreover, at this time, Zhao Fan also had the intention of letting Tang San vent his anger.

After all, it was absolutely impossible for him not to be angry at all for having persecuted his father.

Suddenly, Zhao Fan ducked down to dodge Tang San's blow.

He looked over and saw that Tang San's hands had changed shape and turned into claw shapes.

"Separate tendons and wrong hands?! Tang San, are you serious!"

Tang San didn't answer, but looking at his vicious eyes, he understood the answer.

We must use our full strength.

This muscle-splitting hand is a vicious move that is usually used against one's enemies.

Zhao Fan's hands also changed into claw shapes, and the next second, he immediately stepped forward.

The hands of the two were tightly connected, and now it was a pure competition of strength.

The soul power slowly flows into the forearms and palms, and the depth of the jade reaches a new level.

Tang San's eyes were full of surprise. He raised his head and glanced at Zhao Fan, then immediately let go and stepped back.

Everyone in the corner saw the two separated and moved forward to protect Tang San.

Zhao Fan felt the nine hostile gazes, and a hint of helplessness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

What's all this? It's obvious that you are the one who was suddenly attacked, okay?

But he just complained in his heart.

To help relatives or not to take care of children is a choice that most people will make.

Tang San calmed down for a while, explained to everyone softly, and then walked out.

Zhao Fan looked at each other and smiled, then opened his arms and hugged each other.

"How did you know I was in Qishe?"

"Of course I have the means, why don't I look for them one by one?"

Xiao Wu and the others were stunned when they saw this scene. The two people who were fighting just a moment ago were as good as brothers the next second.

really weird.

Zhao Fan let go of Tang San, and he walked to the side of the bed and picked up his school uniform.

Tang San pulled Zhao Fan toward the crowd, then stopped immediately.

"Xiao Wu, Wang Sheng, this is my good brother Zhao Fan; Zhao Fan, this is Wang Sheng, her name is Xiao Wu, and she is now the head of our seventh house."

Zhao Fan nodded, expressing understanding.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Fan."

"Hello, I am Wang Sheng."

"I'm Xiao Wu, Dancing Wu, you can call me Sister Xiao Wu from now on."

Zhao Fan was selectively deaf to the last "little dance sister".

His mental age is at least twenty-nine years old. Are you asking him to call a six-year-old girl "Little Dance Sister"? It's simply impossible, okay?

Seeing Zhao Fan's perfunctory expression, Xiao Wu's cherry-like mouth suddenly started to murmur.

When Tang San saw this, he quickly grabbed her.

"Okay, okay, now that our last companion from Qisha is here, how about we go to the cafeteria to have a meal together?"

"I'm fine. I'm just a little hungry."

Zhao Fan agreed from the side.

Tang San looked at the others, and they all nodded in agreement.

"Are there radishes in the cafeteria?"

"Yes, of course there is. There are not only white radishes in the cafeteria, but also carrots."

Xiao Wu's ruby-like eyes suddenly lit up, but in an instant, she lowered her head again.

"But, I have no money."

Wang Sheng and others also shrank and fell silent.

At this time, there was a feeling of finger prodding on my waist.

Zhao Fan glanced to the right at Tang San, tilted his head to one side, and understood instantly.

He took out a small, flat leather bag from his arms and took out a gold soul coin.

"Let's go. As the last one to arrive in the dormitory, I'll treat you to this meal today."

"Good!"

Qishe was excited, and everyone's attitude towards Zhao Fan also became enthusiastic.

Tang San put his hand on Zhao Fan's shoulder and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Let's go, this is your apology to me."

Zhao Fan didn't reply, just smiled and nodded.

Suddenly, a teacher in his thirties appeared outside the door; in his arms was a thick quilt.

When he saw the well-dressed Zhao Fan, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"New work-study student? Come forward."

Tang San and Xiao Wu immediately took two steps forward.

The teacher glanced at the two of them and then asked:

"Who are you Tang San?"

"I'm."

Tang San quickly answered.

The teacher nodded and put the quilt on the bed beside him.

"This is the quilt the master gave you. Please give it to you."

"Also, Tang San, you and Xiao Wu are both new work-study students. The area you are responsible for cleaning is the playground, and your daily salary is ten copper soul coins. Note that you must clean every day, and you must clean it thoroughly. If you don't If you pass the exam, the college will order you to drop out."

Tang San and Xiao Wu nodded, their faces full of seriousness.

After that, the teacher said a lot more, but Zhao Fan was wandering in his mind during this time and didn't hear it.

The teacher took one last look at everyone and left Qishe immediately.

Zhao Fan came to his senses and his eyes returned to normal size.

"Tang San, let's go, stop hugging the quilt."

Tang San paused, turned his head and gave Zhao Fan a fierce look.

"Um, do any of you have extra bedding?"

Suddenly, a weak voice sounded.

Everyone followed the voice to look.

Xiao Wu was seen staring blankly at the quilt in Tang San's arms, with a bit of embarrassment in his eyes.