You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Once devoted to completing the task, Feng Zixuan became very focused. His eyes were bright, like a cold night with a bright moon in the sky. On winter nights, he and Zhuo Liu can go to Class A together.

Feng Zixuan rotated his neck from side to side, his shoulder blades protruded with strong muscles when he moved his shoulders, his back was like a waist, and the well-tailored dark top complemented his figure perfectly, like a natural hanger.

Not as thin as Zhuo Liu, Feng Zixuan has a solid inverted triangle figure, and his standing posture is carefree. His two long legs stretch naturally, and he walks very vigorously and powerfully. Wherever you go, there are men and women who follow your eyes.

"Time is limited..."

Feng Zixuan glanced at his watch, then dodged and disappeared into the corridor.

"Hey, where's that handsome guy just now?"

"Is it a star? Suddenly it disappeared!"

"It wouldn't be hell, would it?"

"Don't scare me..."

The two small employees who happened to pass by looked at each other in blank dismay.

At the same time, in the monitoring room, guards were lying all over the floor.

A clump of conspicuous yellow hairs was dangling in front of the monitoring screen, looking for the location of Poseidon's Night, but there were too many screens, so he could only search one by one.

Behind him, there are two competition team members, they belong to two teams respectively, but, in order to be loyal to the same boss, they decided to join forces.

The boss had cool, dark blue short hair and a shiny diamond-encrusted earring on his left ear. He was sitting in a comfortable leather swivel chair at the moment, with his legs crossed and one arm casually resting on the armrest. A pair of confident appearance.

"Master Chen, do you want some water?"

The next group of members doggedly said.

The man called Young Master Chen came from a prominent family background, he was the legitimate son of the "Tian" family, the head of the three great families, and his name was Tianchen, which shows how much hope his parents placed on him.

He has been doted on since he was a child, and he is used to a lawless temper. After coming to the Xiuzhen Academy, no one can control him.

"What to drink, hurry up and find something!"

Tianchen patted the armrest and said angrily.

The other two dog legs also hurriedly lay down in front of the monitoring screen, and began to look for traces of Poseidon's night.

The six eyes searched at the same time, and soon there was a result.

"Hey, Boss, I seem to have seen Poseidon's Night," one of them said, "but... there is a figure beside him!"

"What?!" Tianchen suddenly stood up from the chair, walked to the screen, narrowed his eyes, "I didn't expect that there would be someone faster than us?"

Before the exhibition, Poseidon Night was temporarily stored in the infrared storage room on the 55th floor.

At this moment, the room was filled with dense infrared rays like spider webs, and Feng Zixuan, who covered his face with a black cloth, was nimbly jumping up to the ceiling, avoiding the monitoring, and carefully moved bit by bit towards the magnificent center of the room. sapphire.

"This isn't—that trashy wind or something..."

In front of the monitoring screen, anger and disbelief flashed in Tianchen's eyes.

"Feng Zixuan." The dog leg immediately connected.

"I don't care what his name is, how could he sneak into the right place so quickly??" Tian Chen slammed the screen hard, and the screen shattered.

"Master Chen, look at this." Huang Mao manipulated the monitor somehow, and the screen zoomed in, shining on Feng Zixuan's face.

The two dog legs coincidentally focused their eyes on this handsome face comparable to a high-definition desktop.

"What is there to see, is this young master handsome?" Tianchen was annoyed.

"No, Master Chen, I mean, he seems to be talking to someone." Huang Mao pointed to a small black thing on Feng Zixuan's ear.

Micro intercom.

Only then did Tianchen calm down, observed carefully for a while, then thumped the table, and said, "That cripple."

"what?"

"It's the cripple, the cripple in the same group as him!" Tianchen said angrily, "We underestimated that person—search for me, that person has limited mobility, but he must be around this building. Cut him off!!"

When looking down at Poseidon's night, Feng Zixuan had the illusion of looking into someone's eyes.

Although that person's eyes were amber, they were as deep and distant as Poseidon's night, and he never knew what was going on in his heart.

I want to chase that person's footsteps, but every time I get close, I will be shocked by his hidden ability. I don't know how strong he is, and how much ability he has yet to show.

This put a lot of pressure on Feng Zixuan.

He was afraid that once he walked slowly, he would not be able to keep up with that person.

Just indulge yourself in a trance for five seconds.

Feng Zixuan pressed the miniature walkie-talkie on his ear.

The gentle and confident voice of the man came from the intercom: "Are you ready to take it?"

"Well, I'm ready to take it." Feng Zixuan stared at the glass cover outside Poseidon's Night. This thing should be connected to an alarm. I don't know how to turn it on, but Zhuo Liu must have a way. He just needs to do it. , "How do I open it?"

"...violent breakthrough."

"Violent breakthrough?" Feng Zixuan was surprised. Zhuo Liu's decision made him guess every time.

"Yes, after the violent breakthrough, you still have about 5 minutes to go downstairs. This building has an alarm system connected to the whole building. If you can't get out in 5 minutes, all the doors will be locked."

"I can come out." Feng Zixuan said, 5 minutes was enough for him to return the same way.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

As soon as I let it go on Saturday, I heard an alarm bell coming from the building.

The efficiency is quite high, and the corners of my mouth can't help but curl up on Saturday.

Feng Zixuan smashed the glass, took out the necklace and put it in his arms.

He jumped out of the gate nimbly and ran towards the blind corner of the surveillance.

At this moment, there was a buzzing sound from the miniature walkie-talkie, as if the signal was not good, so he pushed it casually.

Suddenly a strange male voice came from over there: "You don't have 5 minutes."

"Who are you?!" Feng Zixuan couldn't help but stop.

"One minute, only one minute for you, come here with Poseidon's Night, otherwise he will die."

Feng Zixuan's face changed, and the image of Zhuo Liu being held hostage immediately appeared in his mind. The image was so vivid that Feng Zixuan's hand holding the walkie-talkie trembled slightly: "It's impossible to come down in a minute."

"Then collect his body!"

"Crack", the walkie-talkie was dead silent, and the other one must have been broken.

Feng Zixuan's heart sank.

Going back the same way, it is impossible to reach the meeting point within 1 minute anyway.

He turned sideways, at the end of the long and dark corridor, a bright window was suddenly covered by a shadow.

Feng Zixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, he has a solution.

"What a clumsy trick..." Saturday couldn't help complaining, this young master Chen was just like those punks he met in high school who took unscrupulous methods as fashion.

Tianchen narrowed his eyes, no one had ever dared to speak ill of him in front of him, this cripple is quite courageous.

He took a step forward and grabbed Saturday's neck: "Trick? Do you think I'm joking? I'll crush you to death as easily as an ant."

"Hmm..." Saturday felt suffocated for a while, and the feeling that the aorta in the side of the neck was compressed was uncomfortable.

Tianchen lowered his head and whispered in Saturday's ear: "I am bound to win the position of Class A. Although I don't know how you got the internal structure of the metropolis, I advise you, it's best not to have any hopes. Such a powerless person can't get into Class A at all!"

Saturday decides to shut up, he doesn't like communicating with idiots.

"Bang"!

"Master Chen, look quickly, what is that!"

While talking, a large piece of glass on the 55th floor suddenly shattered and fell down. Someone jumped out of the glass and grabbed the steel cable hanging from the upper floor—it was originally used by workers to hang when cleaning the outer wall. Physically——Feng Zixuan entangled his right hand and slid down the steel cable. The speed of his fall was almost as fast as jumping off a building!

On Saturday, my eyes widened in amazement, 55 floors high!As expected of the protagonist, he is really not afraid of death!

But the length of the steel cable is limited, and it will be stretched when it reaches more than a dozen floors.

"Hmph, keep dancing." Tianchen crossed his arms, waiting to see the excitement of Feng Zixuan.

Feng Zixuan swung in the air for a while, then jumped up suddenly, let go of his hand, without any support, he just flew into the midair.

"Oh my God!" Saturday was so frightened that his heart throbbed.

The other four also stared straight at the small black dot in the air, holding their breath involuntarily.

Feng Zixuan fell down and landed on the reinforced wall used to support the base of the building. This reinforced wall was made into a slope shape for the sake of beauty. Feng Zixuan slid and rolled smoothly from the wall to the flower bed .

The level of thrills is comparable to an action blockbuster.

1 minutes.

Blood dripped down the pale fingertips, and the pants were worn out with holes. Feng Zixuan walked to the flower bed in disgrace.

Looking at him on Saturday, I simply don't know what to say.

Yes, this is in a novel, but for Saturday, everything just now is no different from the real world.

There is a person who is willing to go through life and death for his safety.

To say it wasn't shocking would be a lie.

The charm of Feng Zixuan is hard to say.

Fan group manager Wu Feng once said this to Saturday.

Anyone who has been hit positively will fall.

Close your eyes Saturday, take a deep breath, and steady your mind.

As expected of the hero of Shuangwen, he was born to be worshiped by people.

It's just that Saturday is also sober, Feng Zixuan is for Zhuo Liu, his good partner, not him.

Tianchen was also obviously dazzled by Feng Zixuan, he came back to his senses, and calmed down, there were more important things to do.

Tianchen stretched out his palm: "Give me the night of Poseidon."

"You let him go first." Feng Zixuan looked directly at Tianchen.

"...Are you qualified to negotiate terms with me?" Tianchen sneered, pinching Saturday's neck again.

"Okay, I'll give it to you." Feng Zixuan stretched his bloody right hand into his bosom.

"Don't give it to him." Saturday was annoyed.

"Hmph." Tianchen exerted a little force, and had to raise his jaw on Saturday, breathing became difficult.

Feng Zixuan's eyes dimmed, he took out Poseidon's Night, and threw it to Tianchen.

Tianchen let go of Saturday's neck, and caught Poseidon's night with both hands.

But his feet were not idle, kicking Saturday away.

"Well--"

He fell out on Saturday, there were no railings on the sidewalk, and his whole body fell into the driveway, which shows how hard Tianchen kicked.

beep--

Accompanied by screeching brakes, a large truck came out of nowhere and slammed across the road, rushing towards Saturday.

On Saturday, you can almost see the small stones on the road bouncing, slowly flying up, and slowly landing. The steel-wrapped truck head knocked the small stones away, and the stones made a slight cracking sound and melted into a small ball The smoke disappeared in an instant in the space where the truck ran through.

It must be an ugly death, staring blankly at the dazzling headlights on the front of the car on Saturday.

When there was no time left, a pair of broad and powerful palms passed under Saturday's ribs, clasped his hands in front of his chest, abruptly rose from the ground, and flew into the air with Saturday.

Feng Zixuan held Saturday's waist with one hand, and made a semicircle in the air with the other. He twisted his body vigorously, turned around, and was pointing his back at the front of the car. Four times, he jumped over the front of the car and flew to stand on the roof.

Staring blankly ahead on Saturday, the wide concrete road glistened in the sun as the truck slowed down and stopped.

A pleasant male voice whispered in Saturday's ear, "Aliu, are you alright?"

It was only on Saturday that he realized that Feng Zixuan was hugging him, and his shoulders were leaning intimately in Feng Zixuan's arms, and he could even feel the other's warm body temperature passing through a thin layer of fabric.

"Scared me to death..." Saturday's heartbeat still didn't calm down, it was too fast and he was a little out of breath. He raised his hand to hold Feng Zixuan's arm, "Don't let go, let me lean on for a while..." Now , his legs were as limp as noodles, and he couldn't use any strength.

Feng Zixuan stared at the reddish ear tips in front of his eyes, lined with silky hair, Saturday's ears were white and delicate, very cute, and he could still see light blue blood vessels, how could anyone be willing to push him in front of the truck, That man must be damned.

Feng Zixuan leaned down slightly, stopped Saturday's knees, and easily hugged him horizontally.

"No, you don't need to do this." Saturday was a little uneasy, he just wanted to lean on for a while, but Feng Zixuan actually picked him up, still on the top of the truck on the street where everyone was watching!

Feng Zixuan didn't say anything, just ignored Saturday's weak struggle, jumped out of the truck, and landed firmly on the ground.

"Hey, what's the matter with you, why did you run on the roof of my car?" Master Truck roared angrily.

Feng Zixuan turned his head and glanced at him, Master Chuan was speechless immediately, his eyes were very cold, not like the eyes that a normal person should have.

At the same time, the night of Poseidon is lost, and sirens are heard from afar.

Tianchen has already run away with his dog legs.

Holding Saturday in his arms, Feng Zixuan flew past the crowd, catching up to Tianchen. The high green belt on one side kept receding, turning into a phantom at an extremely fast speed.

After chasing for three streets and away from the scene of the crime, Tian Chen slowed down.

He stopped and snapped his fingers.

Huang Mao led two dog legs to surround him.

Feng Zixuan put Saturday on the steps and sat down.

Straighten the crumpled clothes for him, then straightened up and walked towards Tianchen.

Tianchen and his henchmen have not yet come to their senses from the shock. Just now, Feng Zixuan, a good-for-nothing, seemed to have suddenly burst out with incredible potential, saving people with his bare hands, and jumping on the roof. It is very difficult to get started, but Feng Zixuan does it smoothly.

Maybe, Feng Zixuan is not a piece of trash at all—a genius instead?

What Tian Chen hates most is geniuses. Originally, he didn't take Feng Zixuan seriously. Compared with Zhuo Liu, Feng Zixuan is a bit more intrusive, so Tian Chen wanted to eliminate this potential competitor.

But now, Tian Chen has changed his mind, these two people should be exterminated.

[The second young master of the Tian family, Tianchen, who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, hates genius the most, because genius will threaten his supposedly stable position...

【Now, Tianchen decides to kill these two people in front of him by all means.

[Feng Zixuan, Zhuo Liu, these two people have extraordinary talents, if they are kept here, there will be endless troubles in the future.

……

Listening to Chen Ke's calm introduction on Saturday, I couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

He seemed to have overheard the voice of the villain by accident.

At this time, Feng Zixuan turned his head and asked Saturday in a low voice: "A Liu, let me deal with it. You wait here for me, okay?"

"Take care of it," Saturday said. "Don't show mercy."

Feng Zixuan slightly raised his eyebrows, then bent his eyes: "Okay."

The next thing was that Feng Zixuan beat up three dog legs in the street. After the dog legs were relieved of their combat effectiveness, the pampered second young master had to end himself.

Feng Zixuan moved his shoulders and neck, the bones made a crackling sound, the biceps swelled with the changes in the arm movements, and the smooth muscle lines brewed powerful explosive power. Feng Zixuan made a fist with his left hand, raised his right palm, and He touched his palm and said, "Let's make a move."

Tian Chen looked a little weird, he instinctively felt that the situation was not good for him, and the rational choice should be to run away, but he couldn't face it, if he ran now, it would spread in the future, and the second young master of the Tian family ran away, and the opponent was still a waste Chai, isn't he going to lose his lord in the three great aristocratic families?

At this time, the two of them were also surrounded by a circle of gangsters who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

"Should die!" Tianchen held on to the situation, shouted loudly, jumped up, and rushed towards Feng Zixuan. He thought, even if he couldn't defeat the opponent, he would still be able to gain momentum. Then he would say something about the people of our big family , not with the general knowledge of waste wood, the end of the draw is considered a defeat.

Tianchen approached Feng Zixuan from above, seeing Feng Zixuan's vital point was close at hand, Tianchen couldn't help being more confident, and wanted to hit his Baihui acupoint.

Feng Zixuan raised his head suddenly, and stared straight at Tianchen with a pair of fearsome dark eyes with murderous intent.

Tianchen was restrained by this momentum, he couldn't move, but when he heard a "bang", half of his head was stunned, and the world was turned upside down in front of his eyes, he had fallen under the wall, and there were hot things coming out of his nose. pop up.

"it is good!!"

The punks applauded and applauded.

Tianchen leaned against the wall and stood up slowly.

Feng Zixuan picked up a wooden stick from nowhere, held one end of the stick in his hand, and dragged the other end on the ground, making a "stabbing" rubbing sound.

He dragged his stick and walked towards Tianchen, staring fixedly at Tianchen, like a ghost walking out of hell.

Tian Chen froze in fright, a look of panic flashed in his eyes.

However, no one will come to rescue him at this moment.

Even if he didn't like violence on Saturdays, he wouldn't have felt sympathy for someone who had just pushed him into the driveway and nearly got him crushed by a truck.

What's more, this person still wants to destroy him and Feng Zixuan in his heart.

"You, you can't hit me," Tian Chen stammered a little, leaning on the wall and backing away, "I am the second young master of the Tian family, if you hit me, my eldest brother will definitely not let you go."

Feng Zixuan didn't speak, and continued to walk towards Tianchen without disturbing the rhythm of his steps.

Seeing that Feng Zixuan was about to approach, Tianchen took out Poseidon's Night from his arms: "Don't you just want this? Our family has a lot of them!"

The precious sapphire with restrained brilliance flew in an arc in the air and landed in Feng Zixuan's hand.

Feng Zixuan picked up the sapphire and continued walking.

"The night of Poseidon is given to you! What else do you want!" Tian Chen, who was shrouded in the corner by Feng Zixuan's shadow, shrank his neck.

Feng Zixuan raised his stick, expressionless: "I'll kill you."

The alley was filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves, and the punks fled in all directions. They were also a little panicked when they saw the decent-looking young man just now, who actually beat the rich young master to death. Killing scene.

Where did Tianchen suffer such a beating, he begged for mercy, but Feng Zixuan still didn't let him go.

"You, stop beating, your brother is fine, I just kicked him on a whim!" Tian Chen begged for mercy with his head in his arms.

"On a whim?" Feng Zixuan raised the wooden stick and slammed it down heavily. The wooden stick hit Tianchen's spine and snapped into two pieces. Get up, hit you a few times, what's wrong?"

"Ah, it hurts so much, my back is broken, it's broken—" At this moment, everyone in the alley has run away, and Tianchen has nothing to hold on, so he immediately let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered.

Saturday frowned slightly.

Although he didn't sympathize with Tianchen, he really didn't like the scene of violence.

"Feng...Zixuan, it's getting late, we're done, let's go back early." Saturday reminded.

Feng Zixuan agreed: "Okay." Then he bent down and said to Tianchen: "I will kill anyone who dares to touch Zhuo Liu, do you remember?"

Tianchen nodded hastily.

"I'll give you a memory. I won't beat you to death today, but only break your hands." Feng Zixuan raised the wooden stick.

"Don't, don't, I'm wrong, I'm so wrong—ah!!!"

The crows on the roof were shaken and flew northwest like a cloud.

When we returned to the Xiuzhen Academy, it was already dark.

It's time to check the results.

The examiner took a tray and took Poseidon's Night from Feng Zixuan, without asking a single word, but went straight into the main room in the middle.

Originally there were eight candidates, four groups of people, now only half of them are standing, neither Tianchen nor his dog legs came.

[Candidates are anxiously waiting for the results of the placement test.

[Only two people can enter Class A, while the other six can enter Class B, C, and D respectively.

[Class A and Class B, C, and D, one in the sky and the other in the ground, the young talents of Class A will enter the upper class, become the right-hand man of the powerful and dignitaries, or enter the research institute, where they can learn more about spells, enchantments, and spells. Even if a wandering monk has a graduation certificate from Class A of the Cultivation Academy, he can still be treated and respected by local monks.

[As for Dingban, it only bears the name of a comprehension academy. Most of the people who come out cannot enter the cultivation circle and have to return to the life of ordinary people. But for ordinary people, a useless cultivator is better than a learned and Ordinary people with skills are far behind, and it is difficult for useless cultivators to find a place in ordinary society.

Listening to the voiceover on Saturday, I was amazed by Chen Ke's cruel setting, but he and Feng Zixuan will definitely be the winners of this competition.

"Crackling——" the four doors of the middle hall opened, and Teacher Xiyu walked down from the middle.

He cast a contemptuous glance at Saturday, then announced:

"Zuoliu, Tianchen, Class A."

"Mingjing, Yunjiu, Class B."

"Wang Lianjue, Shuangtingzi, Class C."

"Feng Zixuan, Huang Kai, Ding Ban."

"The result of class placement has been decided, so why are you holding back your dissatisfaction?" After Teacher Xiyu finished speaking, she stared at the bewildered Saturday with her black eyes, "It's late, let's go, there is still training tomorrow morning. "

What does it mean?

Why, he was assigned to Class A with that psychotic second young master?

It was Feng Zixuan who got the night of Poseidon!

Saturday limped after him: "Mr. Xiyu, what is the basis for this decision?"

Xi Yu glanced at Saturday: "The college has a cooperation agreement with the exhibitor, and the examiners are sitting at the Golden Durian Building, and your every move is being monitored."

"If that's the case, then why didn't Feng Zixuan get into Class A? Obviously he got the Poseidon Night!!!" protested on Saturday.

"...In addition to the on-site performance, the college will also consider the talent of the students comprehensively. The talent itself is useless, and no matter how hard you work, it is useless." Although she has a child's face, Xiyu's words are very realistic and cruel.

He wanted to protest on Saturday, but was stopped by Feng Zixuan. He shook his head at Saturday, signaling him not to openly contradict the teacher.

"But you..."

"Let's go back and talk." Feng Zixuan said, "Anyway, congratulations."