Friend, bring it to you!

Gojo Satoru, who was joining in the fun, did not expect that the turmoil here would involve himself so quickly.

Especially when this matter is obviously not my responsibility.

Otoko Yuta's expression seemed to show that he had been patient for a long time, but Gojo Satoru couldn't give him a response.

After all, here, I am not the one who really has contact with Li Xiang's soul. The only boss who can handle this matter has also left the PR department at this time because of his own affairs.

Yi Gu Youtai smiled, even though he was like this, he still had the basic respect of a student: "It doesn't matter teacher, as long as I can see Li Xiang, I don't care how long I wait."

Gojo Satoru: From the time you received the call, Yuta, to the time you rushed back to Tokyo, it took only a day. It seems that you are not in a hurry...

But the students at home are all stepping down the steps for themselves here, Gojo Satoru just hugged him, showing a reassuring smile: "Don't worry, with the teacher, the youth of young people can't live up to it! So, wait a little longer!" wait."

At this moment, Chun Shanjun, who was already sitting opposite the King of Gold, was sneezed hard by the nagging Chun Shanjun, rubbed his nose with some doubts, and said to himself: Strange...

The King of Gold's complexion is not very good, but he still insists on meeting people. After all, Chunshan Jun is a very important guest to them:

"It's been cold recently, Boss Chunshan, please take care of your health."

No one can tell whether the King of Gold is exchanging pleasantries or really caring about Chun Shanjun's body, but at least they have done a good job on the surface.

Chun Shanjun looked at the coat that the rabbit brought over beside him, and was speechless for a moment, then pretended to be polite and said: "It's nothing, it's probably that group of brats from the public relations department talking about me."

brat.The King of Gold immediately associated a lot of content from this word.

For example, the reliance of the people in the public relations department on him, information such as Chun Shanjun's age, and whether Chun Shan Jun is really an old monster who has no accidents.

This association was naturally revealed by Chun Shanjun on purpose. The public relations department was not established for a long time, so it would be best to impress this group of people with a deep background.

As for whether the name "little brat" will be heard by the clerk...

Who cares, no one knows now anyway.Haruyama Jun smiled like a fox, but when it comes to calling him a little brat, only Lixiang can be called that.

Lixiang... Chunshan Chun thought of this, his face froze.

He seems to have forgotten something.

Could that be why he kept sneezing?Chun Shanjun was terrified, especially when he felt the echo of Shi Ban, as if saying: You are right.

Chun Shanjun: Grass.

He lowered his head and coughed, regardless of whether he should pretend to be aggressive in front of the so-called King of Gold, and went directly to their topic:

"Since Shi Ban wants to see me, the King of Gold called me here specifically, is he planning to ask something? Or can I go directly to see Shi Ban?"

Haruyama Jun's voice was deep and deep, and it sounded like he could not wait to the King of Gold. He was clearly dealing with him leisurely before, but what suddenly made the boss quicken his pace.

The King of Gold is indeed an old fox. Even though his heart is turbulent, he still has a kind smile on his face:

"Of course, it's the will of the slate after all, we can't stop it."

"Thank you." Chun Shan Jun smirked and thanked, but he was thinking about other unknown things in his heart.

"It's just..." The King of Gold changed the subject and showed embarrassment. From this look, it was obvious that he wanted to discuss some other conditions.

Chun Shanjun secretly scolded this group of people for not being easy-going, but he also looked old and cunning, so he pretended to be cold, and looked like an outsider:

"If the King of Gold has something to hide, you might as well just say it. If you can help, I will definitely help."

The King of Gold finally understands what Munakata Reiji said earlier about this gentleman's reluctance.

Outside of the free world, not bound by rules at all, he looks like a guy who is too freewheeling.

Compared with them, does this Boss Chun Shan really seem to belong to a god?

Chun Shanjun, who is trying his best to pretend to improve himself: I am so tired, when can I play happily.

Thinking of this, the King of Gold could only sigh, and no longer beat around the bush, but said directly:

"I heard that you can predict the future, boss. I want to know, will the slate really be destroyed in the end?"

In fact, the King of Gold vaguely knew what that old friend of Baiyin was thinking, especially knowing that they might attack the slate. After all, the death of the king would cost too much.

Chun Shanjun blinked: "Do you want to know the future?"

It is possible to talk about these things, but the rules of the world are the rules after all. If the King of Gold is serious about getting future developments, his body will only age faster.

"In fact, there is nothing more to do with this body. If it can be exchanged for peace, that would be great."

The King of Gold deserves to be the king chosen by the slate. He is obviously sighing for death, but he is indifferent. The only thing he can't let go is the safety of the people.

Chunshan Jun took out a card, if the card drawn before was the universal wish card given to him by the PR department:

"If you really want to see the future, the King of Gold just needs to recite silently in your heart, and the answer you want will be enough, but the consequences cannot be guaranteed."

The function of the wish card is too turbid. If Chunshan Jun has not been in charge of the public relations department before, he cannot control the real function and price of the wish card. Now that he has basic control over the public relations department, he naturally understands that these cards will pay what price.

The King of Gold sighed, hesitated for a moment, and finally took the card that was said to have magical functions.

Chunshan Jun got up and was about to step into the place where the stone slab was. After all, the Fashiyuan couldn't stop him from communicating with the slate, but before he opened the door, he turned around and said.

"Don't worry too much, after all, the future belongs to young people."

The young people with high hopes are still in a deadlocked atmosphere at this time.

It's not that they can't cooperate, it's just that there are too many things to pay for this matter, everyone is the pride of heaven in all circles, and maybe no one is willing to take this step.

But it was really hard for Lin Xianming to understand their thinking, especially after reminding them just now, they still looked like they were neither dead nor alive.

Up to now, no one expected Gojo Satoru to suddenly realize it in this strange atmosphere, clenched his left hand and slapped his right palm. This very girlish gesture made Fu Heihui turn his head away in disgust:

"Is there some misunderstanding between Zero-kun and my sister~"

Jiang Gu Ling: ... I don't know if I should complain about your reflex arc, or should I refute why we have such an intimate name...

Hui Yuanai nestled on Fu Heisher, with a cold expression:

"Who knows what identity this person will appear in front of you next time? After all, before coming here, someone was an excellent employee of the coffee shop."

This ridicule was not heard by others, but Kenji Hagiwara was the first to tease:

"Zero, you won't do this, you went to work part-time because of us?"

Matsuda Jinping's body froze, and he knew why his tone was hesitant:

"Then we accidentally angered the boss just now, did we cause you trouble?"

Falling Valley Zero: ...

He really couldn't look directly at the death, as if the two friends whose IQ had declined, could only wave their hands helplessly:

"It has nothing to do with you."

"But according to my information, Mr. Furuya seems to be doing a lot of interesting part-time jobs."

Osamu Dazai seemed to see the excitement as a big deal, he found a tower of information from somewhere, and said plausibly:

"It seems that he is really working hard to support his brother."

Matsuda Jinping was surprised: "But Jing Guang and the others came here again. Could it be that... raising the two of us has exhausted your energy? Zero!"

Jiang Gu Ling retorted with some difficulty: "No, I do so many part-time jobs just to collect..."

Hagiwara Kenji said with a smile: "We will definitely save you money, zero!"

Hearing this, Jiang Guling knew that these two guys were playing tricks on him, so he took a step back and took a deep breath:

"Fun?"

Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji looked at each other: "A little bit?"

The atmosphere became relaxed again, but everyone understood that the most fundamental problem had not been resolved.

Jiang Gu Ling was there, sighed inaudibly, and walked straight in front of Hui Yuanai.

Haibara Ai's reaction became more severe because of her being close to her body, but when she stood still, Fugu Rei's sense of fear was not as severe as before.

"I admit that I am in the organization, and I brought it with different identities, but this cannot be explained like you."

"I can testify to this." Ango Sakaguchi sat there with a serious expression:

"Although I don't know what you think of the people in that organization, Mr. Jiang Gu is right in one sentence."

"All of us here at this moment are gathered here for the safety of the people."

Hui Yuanai was silent, her body's reaction was the best polygraph of their words, and Miyano Akemi also understood.

Mr. Jiang Gu may have the same purpose as Xiu Yi.

She might also need to find Xiuyi.

"so……"

Ango Sakaguchi, you just sat there, but you attracted the attention of the audience:

"It may be impossible to be honest, but the most basic trust must be delivered because of something in common."

Munakata Reishi still didn't speak, and his hand was still unconsciously pressed on the hilt of his sword.

With a tall and straight figure and a torch-like gaze, the temperament of a king has now been fully revealed.

Although he didn't draw his sword, his eyes and words pointed directly at everyone here, and finally fell on Xia Youjie who confronted him at the beginning:

"I'm sorry, sceter4 will never believe in a curse master who will kill innocent people indiscriminately."