Self-cultivation of fake wine

After two years, it's still cool to kill.

Zhong is also as happy as a cat who has found a ball of yarn.

With a helpless smile on his face, the silver-haired man sat on a real coach chair, surfing the Internet in every stitch.

... just like a young Internet addict who is obsessed with novels.

However, if you get closer, you will find that the text and pictures scrolling on the interface of this person's mobile phone are not novels, but academic papers——

I'm afraid this is not the only one who reads the latest issue of Science Weekly in the combat training room of the port mafia.

——How much mental strength does it take to be able to stably manipulate so many sets of illusions while reading and studying?

However, no one knows what the coach in the rookie training room is looking at at this time, everyone is busy dealing with their enemies.Even though the training ground is covered by surveillance, Ryan Hughes subconsciously and skillfully blocked the surveillance view when playing with his mobile phone.

...What has he experienced in the past few years.

Once I have a wife, I really want to find a place to settle down.

The most important thing is that you can have time to cling to your cat!

Always pretending to be dead is not an option. After all, many people know that they are not dead, but they just can't find their whereabouts.

Although everyone is very good, but this world is not absolutely violent, it is more at ease to go through legal procedures.

It's very simple to clean up. He was originally from the Supernatural Secret Service and the Public Security Bureau.

But now he doesn't have to think about whitewashing—according to Zhongya's sense of belonging to the Port Mafia, he only needs to stay in this organization safely in the future.

And Zhong is also different. Compared with whether his subordinates are undercover, Chief Sen cares more about whether his undercover status can bring benefits to the organization.

This is wonderful.

That is to say, in the short term, he didn't need to take the black organization to forcibly withdraw from the Public Security and Supernatural Secret Service Section—but it was impossible to wait for a long time.

Among other things, he hates the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and the police is an organization for ordinary people, so it seems that it is not suitable for him to stay.

The man who probably had an idea in his heart suddenly raised his head, and precisely and quickly kissed the corner of Mao Mao's lips who sneaked over to peek at his phone screen.

Zhong Ye:! ! !

"Stop fighting?" The silver-haired man immediately talked to Maomao to divert his anti-sneak attack behavior after kissing Maomao.

Out of the corner of his eye, the false Dazai had already been beaten into the wall of the training room, the kind that couldn't be picked out.

"No more fights." Maomao leaned over, his sapphire-like eyes shining brightly, "I... can fight whenever I want!"

It's almost like a child asking for a toy from an adult, anxiously expecting and confident.

"Of course, dear." The dog man kissed his wife's chin, "Do you need to adjust the touch?"

"Physical skills can be a little stronger."

"Oh? Is that man Osamu Dazai very strong?" The man drank a ton of vinegar in silence.

"That bastard only has a good brain, and the rest of the place is a mess." Chuya snorted coldly, "But he was angry at that face. Before, he was afraid that he would be killed by accident, so he couldn't do it properly. Now of course Yes!"

Zhong also happily snapped his fingers, his eyes gleamed with a super fierce joy.

The silver-haired man smiled obediently.

No matter what special feelings Chuya has for this "ex-partner"-this does not mean that Chuya likes each other, but the deep hatred is also a special feeling that makes people jealous-Line Hughes will let that "ex-partner" Gradually become "Zhongye's toy".

Do people have any special feelings for toys that they have played with repeatedly until they get tired of playing with them?of course not.

He will make this "toy" absolutely meet Zhongye's needs, and then when he meets a real person...wouldn't it be "tasteless"?

The black mud in the belly of the vinegar jar is churning, and the smooth development of the boat is easy and smooth, and it is decided to distort the plan of someone's impression in Zhongye's heart.

After all, that guy really wasn't an "ex-boyfriend" level threat.He was just upset that someone had a "special" status in Chuya's heart.

"I understand, let's adjust next time. Speaking of which, do you think Mr. Akutagawa over there should stop training?"

Not far away, in the illusion world belonging to Mustard, the dignified guerrilla captain seems to be about to be killed by the enhanced version of Osamu Dazai. The number of mistakes increased, and then he was severely beaten to the point of death by Osamu Dazai, who was reflected in his own heart and strengthened his fierce and ruthless combat power and could recover infinite blood.

Even though he was about to die, Akutagawa still had a frenzied attacking attitude that was super excited and didn't want to stop.

"..." Lion Hughes couldn't help complaining, "Does this guerrilla captain have the M attribute?"

Chuya twitched his lips: "No, although Akutagawa is paranoid in some places... In short, it's all the fault of Dazai's education."

"That's a really bad teacher."

"Isn't it?"

"Don't you pause?"

"...Akutagawa has to learn to brake by himself, so let him go."

Zhong also sighed.

One after another, newcomers couldn't hold on to the training and fell from the illusion.Persistence in time means good or bad grades in a sense. In order to get ahead as soon as possible, newcomers will try their best to persevere in the illusion until the end——

After that, it is time to face the billing of the medical department.

But what does that have to do with the instructors who are responsible for training newcomers?

"Ryan, let's take Akutagawa to the medical room."

—Very well, it matters now.

***

Not long after sending Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was knocked out by the hallucination, to the medical class within the organization, the door of the ward was slammed open!

"Senior Akutagawa!" A young girl in a black suit with blond hair rushed in recklessly, and when she saw Zhongya Zhongya, she suddenly stopped and bowed ninety degrees, shouting vigorously, "Hello, Zhongyuan cadres!" !"

Chuya: "Oh, it's... Higuchi, right?"

The girl looked very excited: "It's so touching to be remembered by Mr. Zhongyuan! How is the situation of Senior Akutagawa?"

"I fainted from over-training." Nakaya pointed, "I remember you were Akutagawa's assistant... then I will take care of you."

"Yes! This subordinate will definitely take good care of Akutagawa-senpai!"

When Chuya led Ryan out of the ward, he avoided the medical staff sprinting in the corridor, and then introduced the girl just now: "That's Ichiyo Higuchi, Akutagawa's assistant, and he can be regarded as a newcomer to the organization."

"No powers?"

"You know again." Zhong also snorted, "Did you get all the member information of the entire organization?"

Seeing the man just smiling and not speaking, Chuuya gasped: "You..."

"The leader requested it."

"..." Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief, "Then there is no problem."

He thought that this guy's intelligence dealer had an occupational disease, and secretly found out the information of all the members of the organization.

The expression of the silver-haired man was so happy that he couldn't control it, and he couldn't help but bowed and hugged his cat.

"Does Zhong also care about me? I'm so happy!"

"Let go, bastard! This is during work!"

"Do you have to play the PLAY of your boss and subordinates during work?"

"...The serious work tastes so bad in your mouth!"

"Okay, okay, Mr. Chuya—all at your disposal."

The dog man lowered his voice and whispered into his ear.

It's so sour and weird to use honorifics between couples.

Mao Mao's cheeks flushed slightly after Su had one ear, pushed away his bold direct subordinates, and strode forward.

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As a cadre, he has an independent office and lounge in the organization headquarters building.

To be precise, it is a luxurious suite integrating office and residence.

Solved the housing problem of cadres - although those who achieve the position of cadres generally will not be short of money to buy a house.

So it's just the unscrupulous boss encouraging key employees to work overtime.

It's a pity that the cadres prefer to buy a house to live outside-who the fuck wants to make the company their home.

Zhong was too lazy to find a new office for Ryan Hughes, so he simply added a desk in his spacious office, and since then embarked on a happy meow life of "my boyfriend works while I play ball".

He is a rare and important subordinate of Mori Ogai. He needs to review various affairs in the organization on weekdays, and there are also many documents.Now, after having Ryan, Zhong also finally realizes his boyfriend's explosive work combat effectiveness-whether it is the speed of changing documents or the strength of execution, as long as he enters the working state, he basically takes fish and paddles to supervise the whole process. !

Mori Ogai: I'm greedy, but I can't lure such a senior assistant, and my heart hurts.

As a result, Zhong became the most convenient and happy high-level executive in the entire organization.

Hong Kong. Black model workers?What era was that all about, huh!

In the once serious office and lounge, this almighty direct subordinate has installed an LCD screen, game console, dance blanket, KTV speaker [with magic skills and sound insulation] - what Zhong Yuan admires the most is that even if he While playing games and singing, the sound effects are shocking, and the man behind the desk can work at the same speed without being moved at all.

Even a man can use his thinking time to change documents while playing chess with him.

It is said that men are the most attractive when they are working hard, and Chuya is deeply touched now-and like a cat who is ignored by the shit shovel officer, he is very happy to harass his dog man who is addicted to work.

At this time, they will be hugged in their arms and read documents together.

Or if you push your head too far, you will be pressed against the desk... Cough.

The nervousness of being afraid that other subordinates will suddenly enter the house will always make the sudden cat-sucking incident more exciting.

At this time, you can move to the lounge next door—the lounge in the past was gradually transformed into a cozy little home to deal with overnight stays. The bedside table is full of small props between couples, and bottles and cans in the bathroom. also gradually increased.

"This room cannot be seen by other subordinates, Mr. Nakaya."

Men are increasingly using honorifics in office break rooms within the organization.

The voice must be respectful enough and magnetic enough to stick to the auricle of the superior who is struggling and convulsing and making a nice voice, and grind that respectful voice into the depths of the absent-mindedness, so as to ensure that his lovely boss can hear clearly and understand his sincere love .

— while doing the most irreverent moves, enjoying the new cat-sucking pleasure.

"Speaking of which, do you think Chief Mori will install surveillance cameras in the cadre's office?"

This is not to sow discord.

"Huh? This reaction... As a cadre, he actually suspects that the leader will spy on his body. Mr. Chuya's loyalty is really only this level."

"Huh? What are you talking about... woo!"

"I didn't say anything. Was Mr. Nakaya thinking of another man just now?"

"It's you...uh...you mentioned it first!"

"Do you think the leader will know that we are so presumptuous downstairs?"

"Shut up...don't..."

——Don't treat the single Chief Mori as a tool man, bastard!