Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

"Haha, President Fan and Director Su are two against one, and they can win without force."

Compared with Su Wen's awkward acting, Bai Longfei, who has been lurking in the fusion faction for many years, trying to find the "nail" buried in his camp in Taoyuan City, looks extremely natural.

The tone, movements, and expressions are all very well done.

As soon as the glasses were pushed up, the "perverted" smell came out instantly.

Even Niu Chuang, who has become a fan of Ji Nian, has to admit that this senior Bai is more of a "bad guy" than his idol.

"There is never any way to win against a lackey of the fusion faction like you."

Su Wen snorted, the lines were somewhat good.

Not to mention the careful and keen chronology, even the top students nearby were faintly aware of something strange.

Seeing this scene, Su Wen couldn't help but groan secretly.

In fact, as early as ten minutes ago, with the help of various criminal investigation experts and polygraph masters, they confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him by observing Ji Nian's words and deeds when meeting members of the fusion faction.

Originally, as long as the actor Bai Longfei came out to "show his appearance" and just said a few lines, the matter would be settled.

But the self-proclaimed "educator" suddenly had a sudden idea and wanted to take this opportunity to test the adaptability of these top students.

Everything was fine at first, but just now, Ji Nian suddenly started putting members of the fusion faction into coffins, and secretly mobilized the students around him, as if he wanted to feed everyone on the opposite side to Kaling.

In order to prevent the situation from getting out of control, they, who were happily drinking tea, had no choice but to rush to the rescue without wiping their mouths.

"Things aren't too bad...right?"

Su Wen asked himself very uncertainly, and subconsciously turned to look at Ji Nian, only to see him looking at him with his arms folded around him.

Even through the mask, he could feel the eyes mixed with scrutiny.

After sighing softly, he turned his head, chatted awkwardly with Bai Longfei, and exchanged a few simple moves.

Although it was just acting, it was a rare grand scene in the eyes of people who rarely saw masters fighting.

After paddling like this for two minutes, Bai Longfei saw the right moment and threw out a card.

But he saw a flash of purple light, and the next moment, he and the remaining members of the Fusion Faction disappeared in front of everyone.

"Senior Bai, why didn't you bring that senior out?"

At the same time, in mid-air, Niu Chuang opened his eyes in a daze. After seeing the situation clearly, he couldn't help but muttered.

Of course Bai Longfei knew that he was referring to the chronology, and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, since he dares to come, he must have the confidence to escape intact."

"That's it." Niu Chuang said in a sullen voice, still looking a little uneasy.

Seeing this situation, the corners of Bai Longfei's mouth couldn't help but curl up, wondering what he was thinking.

The harmless faces and perverted smiles of humans and animals are superimposed and contrasted with each other, making it look weird and terrifying.

This scene also frightened everyone in the fusion faction to swallow their saliva, silently praying that this rumored moody big man would not suddenly abandon them.

This is something they have overthought.

As "disposable items", their only end is to be cleaned up by Bai Longfei...

……

Meanwhile, in the tent.

Fan Lei looked at Ji Nian taking off his mask and thinking in his eyes in the surveillance screen, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. It was complicated and unspeakable for a moment.

He knew that after this incident, the master-disciple relationship between him and this child was completely severed.

After all, he had no chance to meet this genius whom he admired so much, so he still had to live a good life by guarding his stupid apprentice.

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, feeling that his future was extremely gloomy.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the old-fashioned cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

He subconsciously took a look and saw the word "Uncle Dong" written clearly in the contact column, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"What is supposed to come will always come..."

He thought to himself, took several deep breaths, and tried to adjust his emotions. Then he stretched out his hand tremblingly and answered the phone: "Hey, Uncle Dong, what can I do for you?"

"Xiao Lei."

An unusually old voice came from the other end of the receiver:

"You have become the vice-president of Taoyuan, and you are still willing to answer the call from this bad old man. I am very happy."

"Uncle Dong, you are serious..."

Before Fan Lei finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party's "but", and his heart suddenly rose.

"But I don't like what you say very much."

The old man on the other side of the phone laughed twice: "What's the matter? Can't I call you if I have nothing to do?"

"You know, I didn't mean that..." Fan Lei explained hurriedly.

But the other person on the other side still said in a slow and unhurried manner: "My nephew, what do you mean by this?"

"Testing your own genius, is this the tolerance of the Vice President of the Card Makers Association?!"

The old man's voice suddenly rose an octave, and even through the phone, Fan Lei seemed to have seen the late tiger with his own eyes.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath and said: "Uncle Dong, you know, I also have difficulties..."

"What's the difficulty?" The old man known as "Uncle Dong" said again: "Don't you understand the principle of trusting people and trusting people?"

"Xiao Ji is a student of our school. Since I dare to let him out, I have full confidence in him. What? Do you think there is something wrong with my uncle's vision?"

"No no."

At this moment, Fan Lei, who had gray hair on his temples and looked old-fashioned, sat up straight like a primary school student and answered seriously.

"Then you think...uncle is also untrustworthy?"

Fan Lei was confused by this question. The hand holding the phone was trembling. He was stunned for a long time before the word "Uncle Dong" popped out of his mouth.

"Ha ha……"

The old man on the other end of the phone chuckled, but shook his head in disappointment.

His junior was too timid and not very well-established. He would probably end up being the president of a municipal association at the end of his career.

"That kid Ziliang is blind for nothing if he follows him."

Uncle Dong thought to himself, took out the wrinkled cigarette case from his pocket, took out a traditional cigarette, raised his hand and lit it.

If he were here during the year, he would find that this person was the old janitor he met when he and Wei Ya went to get materials for the sharp knife class that day.

But unlike that day, he looked tired and old. Now he was well-dressed and smiling, but he looked more inexplicably powerful.

Even Fan Lei, a tough guy who has been through fire and sword, acted very afraid of him over the phone.

"Okay, as the principal of No. 3 Middle School, I don't have to argue with you about today's matter. But Xiao Ji, you must make compensation."

"By coincidence, didn't you and Xiao Liu just get some skill materials from the secret realm of the world a few days ago? We will find a reason to send them to Xiao Ji later..."

Hearing this, Fan Lei agreed: "This is what it should be. Don't worry, I will let the child choose carefully."

"pick?"

Uncle Dong narrowed his old but extremely energetic eyes: "My eldest nephew, you really impress me."

"The dignified Vice President of the Card Creators Association, what are you doing holding on to a few blue-quality materials? Are you waiting for someone else?"

"It's really not a shame to say that you're being picky."

"Listen to me and send them all to Xiao Ji!"

"If there is one missing card, I will ask you for it!"