Pass through passers-by, blast the protagonist and villain

director's office.

Jiang Li sat on Feng Hai's office chair, sipping salted duck eggs leisurely.

"You bastard, you don't even pay attention to the dean of training?"

When the dean Feng Hai scolded him, his beard curled up.

The old man may have forgotten that even the old man didn't pay attention to the brat in front of him.

Jiang Li sucked on the nail, and said angrily, "He's sidetracked!"

"Then you can't contradict the teacher in public, why do you want him to be majestic?" Feng Haixun said.

"Also, the officials want to turn the Golden Twins and Eighteen Purples into star warriors and set idols for young people."

"The Cultural and Propaganda Department held a celebration banquet in the evening, and held a press conference by the way. Now it's a good thing, you bastard beat them into pigs, how do you make them face the major media?"

Jiang Li blinked his big innocent eyes.

"What kind of bullshit is Tianjiao [-] purple, twenty of them are not as good as one of me, why don't you just praise me as a star, isn't my name of Jiangdanda not loud enough?"

Feng Hai could be pissed off by him.

The color is wrong, the eggs are too big for a fart, and your eggs are broken, okay, premature baby.

The old man said: "Have you seen that the college has done a spiritual pulse test for the freshmen? No, what does this mean? It means that the personal talent of a spiritual warrior is not important!"

"Silly Biaozi, the important thing is the spiritual pet!"

"Although you are very fierce now, what's the use of that? After someone hatches a god-level pet or a heaven-level pet, beating you with an ordinary aptitude pet is like beating your grandson."

"Besides, your spiritual pet was born prematurely by accident, do you know that it's useless?"

The old man raised his beard and sprayed Jiang Li.

Jiang Li pursed his lips, his dead pig face was not afraid of boiling water, he sprayed it, the breeze blew the hills, he scolded him, the bright moon shines on the river.

Whether you are useless or not, you know for yourself.

"Master, speaking of it, you old lamp is not authentic."

"Accept me as an apprentice, just give me five salted duck eggs. It's been so many days, and I don't even want to teach me anything!"

Hearing what he said, Feng Hai blushed for a while, Gou Ri's sense of existence was too low, and he was forgotten even if he didn't cause trouble.

"What attitude?"

Feng Hai pretended to have a heart attack: "Teach you to be a person, will you listen?"

Jiang Li rolled his eyes: "Don't listen, teach me how to tear the space, I want to learn."

Feng Haidao: "You learn a hammer, that's the ability of my spiritual pet, how can I teach you?"

"Then give me [-] to [-] credits, Huahua."

"Twenty thousand?" Feng Hai couldn't help but want to slap him to death: "You think the academy is run by my family?"

"Isn't it?"

Jiang Li was surprised instead, you are the head of a hospital, isn't this the same as your family's?

Feng Hai said helplessly: "In the credit system, even I, the dean, can't give someone extra points for no reason. The old man still has an inquiry department watching over him."

"How about this."

The old man went to the cabinet and took out a small porcelain bottle.

"Your psychic pet was born prematurely and needs a lot of psychic liquid for conditioning. This bottle of psychic liquid is the old man's life savings. You can use it."

Jiang Li took the bottle, uncorked it, looked at it, and exclaimed, "Old man, what have you been doing all your life, how did you accumulate so much? It's too picky to count a hundred drops, isn't it?"

For an old man who eats salted duck eggs with nails, it is quite a lot to give away one hundred drops of psychic liquid, 10 yuan.

"Be content!"

Feng Hai said: "I took the Golden Shuangjiao as closed disciples, and I didn't even give them a single salted duck egg!"

Ok.

You old man is stingy enough.

After chatting with Master Cheap for a while, Jiang Li was invited out of the office, and before leaving, he took five salted duck eggs with him.

When they came, they took the super-space express, and when they went back, they had to walk. Jiang Li cursed dissatisfiedly all the way.

at this time.

His Jiangdan University reputation has been thoroughly established in the junior school district.

Even the students who didn't watch the forced fight, knew about Jiang Danda.

By one's own power.

Beat Shibazi hard.

Beat up the golden double pride.

It is said that if the dean and the dean of students hadn't pulled it together, the Tianjiao would have been beaten to death by him.

Ordinary students in the junior school district all shed tears of joy when they heard the news.

This is not Jiang Danda hitting geniuses in the face alone.

It's all ordinary students who collectively give the unfair system a hot and big blow.

It was a victory for the mediocre masses.

From this moment on, the name of that man was circulating in every corner of the junior school district.

Some people call him Jiang Danda.

Some people call him Jiang Ruanren.

Some people call him the God of Pudou.

Some people call him King Kong Face.

He's become something of a myth in the junior school district.

However, to everyone's regret, Brother Dan's egg was broken.

The spiritual pet was born prematurely, and new students also knew what it meant.

Now everyone is worried, when the spirit pets of the Tianjiao hatch, Big Brother Dan and his premature baby's spirit pet will probably be kicked out of the shit...

Poor!

......

In the evening, Lingwu Academy announced to the public.

The Golden Shuangjiao and Eighteen Purples, who just left the Fortune Secret Realm today, will enter the Great Wilderness Secret Realm overnight.

Therefore, the celebration dinner and press conference will be postponed for ten days.

Today's sudden incident has caused the Cultural and Propaganda Department to be overwhelmed.

Fortunately, the network of Lingwu College is the college's intranet, which is blocked from the outside network by a firewall, so the video files of the Tianjiao's beatings were not released to the public on the Internet.

Otherwise, the ridicule of netizens can be sprayed across the screen to Shacheng.

What kind of bullshit are you, double arrogant eighteen purples, let an ordinary student call you daddy.

At that time, Shacheng Lingwu Academy will surely become an international joke.

As for the rumors, the Ministry of Culture and Propaganda also issued a password-locking order to the junior students. It is fine to talk internally, but not to spread outside the school. Do not spread rumors or believe rumors, be careful to pursue accountability to the end, and credits will be deducted.

......

into the night.

Shacheng Regency Bar.

Inside a magnificent VIP private room.

Qin Yi, who was wearing big sunglasses, was alone, smashing the beer bottle angrily.

Glass shards shattered all over the place.

"Fucking...fucking—"

He roared and cursed hoarsely, then grabbed the microphone and sang along with the music on the big screen: "

I stand ~ in the strong wind ~ ~ wish I could ~ shake my heart aching ~~~"

At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a flirtatious man in a red suit walked in.

"Young Master Qin, you haven't said congratulations yet." The man walked to the sofa and was about to sit down: "Oh, your face..."

The light was dim and flickering, and it was only when he got closer that he saw Qin Yi's bruised nose and swollen face.

Qin Yi took off his sunglasses, and wiped his hair coolly: "Would you believe me when I said my feet slipped and fell?"

The man in the red suit shook his head slightly: "I don't believe it, it's obviously a slap in the face."

"Know why you still ask?"

Qin Yi said unhappily: "I said what's the matter with you? Isn't the killer of your Wuxiang God sect known as the number one in the world? Why can't you even be a skewer peddler? How many days?"

"this is an accident!"

The angry man in the red suit said with a smile, "The target has been hiding in Lingwu Academy and we can't do anything about it. You should understand, Young Master Qin, that if you want to kill someone in a place like Lingwu Academy, you can't afford 50 yuan."

Qin Yi asked coldly: "Do you think I'm short of money?"

"Hehe, the third young master of the Qin family is naturally not short of money, but this goal is not 500 million, so it's uncertain, unless the goal can get out of Lingwu Academy."

Qin Yi stood up abruptly, smashing a beer bottle.

"500 million, within three days, I must kill him!"

The man in the suit made an OK gesture: "No problem."

......

Lingwu Academy.

Villa area.

Lin Fan was sitting cross-legged in the center of the spacious hall, holding the magic spell with both hands.

A layer of crystal water droplets appeared on his face, like a mask made of water.

Under the moisture of the drops of water, his red and swollen cheeks were deswelling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the marble floor in front of Lin Fan, a small and delicate jade gourd was placed.

An old voice came from the gourd: "Good boy, Ruoshuijue is about to break through to the second floor. He is a genius in cultivation."

Hearing this, Lin Fan opened his eyes and said, "Old Jiu, what kind of genius am I to be beaten up like this?"

"Hmph!" said the old man, "With my Wine Sword Immortal here, even if you are a waste, you can still travel in the sky."

"The kid who hit you is mediocre, and his achievements are destined not to be too high, so there is nothing to worry about."

"Besides, what your director said, you just treat it like farting."

"Spirit warriors are not as good as spirit beasts!"

"What is it if it's not fart?"

"In the Great Wilderness, my sword cultivator of the holy clan can kill ten thousand beasts with one sword. When I teach you the art of controlling the sword, you don't need a spiritual pet to help you fight, and you will be invincible here!"