[Ultimate Series] Sun Rain II

On the second day in London, it started to rain, so I took a taxi to see RCM.

It's as pretty as I thought it would be.

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When the tight-fitting guard came to the door, the lovers group who had refreshed the proficiency of the dog abuse skill was standing upstairs with Wang Dadong to watch the scenery.

They seem to be a new round of legends in the college world. Of course, most of the ultimate class have left legends on the road, including Jin Baosan who has been struggling on the graduation line for ten years.

These legends have always spread and disappeared at an extremely fast speed. The [-]:[-] midnight MRT incident has long been regarded as an ancient rumor. Street fights are no longer mentioned, and titles such as the King of Fighting are unknowingly weathered into powder, blowing away and disappearing without a trace.

Only the KO list is a special case, and the ultimate class may be the second.

The ex-boss of the Southern District herself was circulated among various legends. For her, the small fights of the children should have been a daily routine without raising an eyelid, but what time is best at is turning the commonplace into a new one. Novelty or unrecognizable, at least when standing in the corridor with arms folded, Xie Yiqing was condescending and looked at a row of yellow delinquents, but she was aroused a little interest.

With her eyesight, she could tell that the combat power index of this group of people was quite a bit lower than that of the ultimate squad, and a random member would be enough to deal with them, provided that the eating and drinking group was not taken into consideration.

Ten years ago, when Wang Dadong was in charge of the ultimate class to control the Eastern District, no one dared to go to the gate of Guava High School to shout. Now, the old class leader said that this group of people came once a month. , Inexplicably, there is also a certain sense of relief.

Compared with the bloody storm at that time, the KO list may have finally turned into a relatively mild appearance as originally planned.

She was so gentle that she even had the leisure to poke the former leader of the ultimate squad who was also standing in the corridor watching.

"People in the East District are making trouble, is it in your charge?"

The hot-blooded idiot who was also staring at the downstairs also crossed his arms. He obviously had already puffed up his muscles for a moment, but he relaxed naturally.

"They're not looking for me," he followed the irony in Xie Yiqing's words, his tone full of exaggerated grievances. "Give it to the children."

This kind of reaction really doesn't make people feel a sense of accomplishment at all. Wang Dadong has really grown a lot, and he has to look at each other with admiration for three days, not to mention that ten years have indeed passed.

The pretty girl curled her lips, and turned to the exit of the corridor as if sensing something.

She didn't have time to see which side was coming, a group of black shadows came towards the front door with a faint sound of wind, and was stopped by Ding Xiaoyu, probably because of the raised and bent elbows, his cuffs were raised a bit, The clear and beautiful joint curves on both sides of the wrist are exposed.

Mr. Bodyguard, who once volunteered to become a world-renowned musician, caught the hidden weapon steadily. When he put down his arm, the black cat walking slowly appeared in Xie Yiqing's field of vision.

"Catched this morning with a lock on it." Rex stopped in front of her. "Can it be opened?"

He never called Xie Yiqing as BOSS except when he first met on the first night. Presumably their affiliation had ended ten years ago, and now they are still willing to do their best, probably in order to repay the favor she protected at that time.

No one has always been able to figure out what is going on in Rex's mind, and Xie Yiqing can only make the most reasonable guesses.

The provocateurs downstairs did not know when they were all lying on the ground. The morning sun was shining on the floor, and it was a bit dazzling after being reflected by the transparent glass ball in the corner.

The person being questioned blinked his eyes with some discomfort, frowning and staring at the thing that was said to have just been fished out of the water.

A black box the size of a jewelry box, with no other decorations on the outside except a lock, it looks ordinary, but it is quite heavy when you hold it in your hand. No wonder Ding Xiaoyu's shoulders sank when he picked it up.

The wood is the most precious small-leaf red sandalwood. This kind of wood is second to none in terms of hardness and stability. It is really hard to open it violently without knowing what is inside.

But that weird lock body is built-in, and only one keyhole is exposed, so it's not easy to open at first glance.

Xie Yiqing had no impression of this box, but such a valuable and mysterious thing appeared in the water for no reason, and she knew without thinking that it was a clue that could not be easily let go.

She put the small square box to her ear and shook it, but she didn't hear any sound.

Finding two clues in a row but still stagnating, the blow of disappointment after this kind of hope is more painful than the complete loss of hope at the beginning, but it is unimaginable enough for the missing person to find the truth about his disappearance. No one present felt anxious.

The late prince lifted up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, leaned his back against the pillar and hooked his fingers at them.

He seemed to have expected that he would return in vain. This calm expression in a sense aroused everyone's hatred, and he raised his chin and gave Rex a sneaky look.

The black cat smiled slightly, and walked forward with the large group.

He was the last person to leave the corridor. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a bright golden color coming out of another corner, and when he looked back, he saw Xie Yiqing's secretive eyes.

In Rex's impression, Xie Yiqing has nothing to do with the word deep.

He brushed his thumb and index finger across his lips, lowered his brows and eyes in compromise to show that he didn't see anything.

The innocent-looking young man had developed good acting skills as early as ten years ago. The former boss of the Southern District had a deep understanding of this, but he didn't intend to delve into it. He stared at him for two or three seconds before turning his head away.

She attributed her sudden palpitations to her guilt towards the young master and her inner guilt, and casually stuffed the small wooden box into the pocket of her coat.

Xie Yiqing didn't notice that her hand subconsciously clasped the wooden box tightly before being mobilized by consciousness, and the sunken keyhole even left deep marks on her fingertips.

And the beautiful boy who came out of the bunker had the same complex and obscure eyes. He stood there holding his phone for a long time, until the class bell woke him up, and slowly raised his feet and walked in the opposite direction.

Just a second.

Hua Linglong thinks so.

Wait until the time is more mature.

The author has something to say: After the end, more and more dark lines are buried... I deeply doubt whether I can write the whole brain hole

No one praised me for the rare word count in the last chapter

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I don't want to blow up the word count [I'm going to be beaten up]

Set a small goal first, and feel sorry for Young Master Hua in every chapter [Hey]