Gao Wu: I have an attribute panel because of hard work

"A person who puts all his heart into martial arts, doesn't waste a single bit of time, and does everything to improve himself. From my second uncle's point of view, in the future, I may be able to go to a higher level!"

"But this man is too shameless!"

Huang Jingmei didn't like this person who had never seen his face.

When a friend had an accident, he ran away by himself, and he didn't show up at all.

Too indifferent and disrespectful!

"You can't look at people like this. In short, since you want to be responsible for Ye Zi, you should concentrate on taking care of him. Being able to make friends with him will also benefit you in advancing..."

"Who wants to pay him well! Hmph! I will work hard!"

"Don't be self-willed, remember you are at work!"

"I see……"

……

"Jingle bell~~"

41 minutes later, Wen Lin Wumeng woke up full of energy!

"18:29 minutes!"

"The continuous blood fight challenge is arranged from 19:00 to 20:00. Within an hour, the challenge objects are all light red fighting cards. If you admit defeat, you will fail!"

"Can you still admit defeat?"

He remembered that the blood fight rules seemed to be that one could not admit defeat, one had to lie down, or jump off the ring?

Wen Lin glanced at the two attributes that had changed.

[Easy Shape Turtle Breathing Skill (Fire): 1/1600]

[Supernatural Ability: Rejuvenation (Proficiency): 1597/2000]

Wen Lin hurried to the bathroom, changed his clothes, and changed his face. This time, he felt like pinching his face at will.

It didn't take 2 minutes to pinch a very 'handsome' face with sharp edges.

"This is the legendary sliced ​​noodles, right?"

He touched his smooth face and sharp chin, and felt that this face looked much better than the horse's face!

Just this!

Not much time, he solidified directly.

"If I'm like this, I don't need to wear a mask, but... wearing a mask is a tradition in the underground market, right? I have to respect other people's traditions!"

Change shape, change clothes, check carry.

Not the first time, so it's fast.

At 18:35, he can go out.

At this time, the sky outside was still not dark, it was not a very suitable time to travel, Wen Lin felt that he might be too impatient.

However, night does not mean safe.

Encountered unknown strong men in the Eastern District twice at night.

He wanted to swear off not going to the East End.

"Don't stop! Speed ​​up!"

Wen Lin tidied himself up, and a Yan Hui appeared in the grove again. Based on his previous experience, he quickly blended into the crowd without wearing a mask.

Chapter 112 I Have an Intuition

No need to wait for a rendezvous this time.

It was raining lightly outside again, and the misty rain was hazy. For people like Wen Lin who wanted to hide their sense of presence, it was a good trip!

Spring rain is as expensive as oil.

Spring rain always feels like a harbinger of fortune.

Wen Lin's footsteps became brisk.

When we arrived in the East District, there was a lot of traffic in the evening. Migrant workers returned home to get off work, or families asked their children to eat. The unreasonably planned neighborhood was extremely lively.

Wen Lin didn't approach the lively area, but walked around in a circle.

The road that is not spacious is barely smooth.

Not far ahead, an ordinary blue car sank obliquely in a puddle, occupying most of the road and blocking the road.

A tall, well-dressed young man got out of the car and stared at the sewage pit and the side of the car in a daze.

This man's back is very tall and straight, with a kind of military temperament.

It's a pity that the light has temperament...

Wen Lin approached, lifted the tilted car with one hand, and sent it forward, the car left the trap in the rain lightly and neatly.

"Thank you! Excuse me..."

Wen Lin didn't intend to communicate with others.

He waved his hand back, and quickly disappeared into the corner alleyway.

Do good deeds every day!

Have a good mood!

As for whether it will attract attention?

One is, as long as he has enough energy, he should be able to lift the car in a short time in the later stage, and the other is, who can find his new face now?

Don't use this one tomorrow!

He is cautious, but he doesn't need to be an enemy!

At this time, there was some kind of breath or footsteps that were different from ordinary people in the East District faintly and far away in the wind.

Whoosh!

Wen Lin never looked back, the whole person turned back!

Suddenly disappeared into the alley.

After Wen Lin disappeared.

He held up the position of the car before, and ran over to a young man with an umbrella and a coat wrapped in a scarf. The young man next to the car saw the corners of his mouth twitching.

The two got into the car one after the other.

"Qingling, do you want to visit the East District? Let me tell you first, I have only been here for a day or two, so I can only go shopping with you, and I don't understand more!"

"I'll take a look..."

"There's nothing to see in the East End, here it is, it's bad but not so bad!"

"Oh? You've only been here for two days and you've felt a lot?"

"It doesn't count. Anyway, if Qingling wants to make some political achievements, I suggest that you don't attack the Eastern District. Here... the water is very deep!"

The young man driving the car, Yuan Qingling, looked calm.

"Who do you think I am?"

"Think you are the iron head Yuan Qingling! By the way, Qingling, why are you only a second-level deacon? Is the management office so introverted now?"

"It's all for work. How is your health? Have you found the legendary boss?"

"Hey hey hey! What do you say!"

"Take good care of your body. If there is no accident, I will be here for a long time. If you have anything to do, contact me directly. Don't take it lightly..."

"I know I know! I'm not stupid!"

"Ah!"

"What are you doing? Do you want to fight!!?"

"Are you going to attack the driver?"

"How can I beat you if you don't have free hands?"

"I'm not kidding, by the way, you're in the East District, and you met a very..." Yuan Qingling originally wanted to describe the person who just helped him, who was obsessed with cleanliness, lift his car.

Recall the side of the other party exposed in the rain.

Very straight.

But the question is, does anyone really look like this?

"What? Do you know how many people live in the East District? Unless that person looks very distinctive, otherwise, who will remember who!"

"It should be considered very distinctive. I will draw it for you later."

"Why, is that person important?"

"Yes or no, I just have an intuition... He can help me break through the fog in front of me!"

"You're here again, your supernatural powers aren't from the premonition department, boss!! You're from the combat department, and it's unbelievable for you to come here to do civilian work! You should stop while you're recuperating!"

"I'm fine with my injury, you have to take good care of it. There's something wrong with Jincheng, and the higher-ups intend to investigate again..."

"This small place... er, that's right, there's something wrong with the bosses living in seclusion here!"

"Pay attention to one or two things for me, but safety is the top priority!"

"I know, I know!"

The conversation in the special vehicle in motion was originally restricted in the vehicle and never spread.

In the distance, Wen Lin stopped and listened for three seconds.

He pressed his forehead, and the veins were a little bulging.

Careless.

There were too many people in the East District, and it wasn't night. Listening to the wind for three seconds made him almost headshot with too much information.

It's noisy!

He didn't stop, and continued to rush towards the entrance.

Rejuvenation energy works in the body.

He reached out and pressed a few of his acupoints for calming the nerves and recovering, and got some relief. Walking in the cool raindrops, the feeling of dizziness subsided.

"From now on, you can't listen like this in crowded places!"

Listen to the sound of the wind.

Sounds pretty romantic.

In fact, it's pretty terrible.

"If I can lock a small area I want to listen to, it probably won't cause the current problem, but I still can't control this magical skill..."

I don't know if I have to be promoted to warrior.

It is still necessary to improve the level of practice of supernatural powers.

However, at any rate, there is a direction. Wen Lin feels that it can be expected to become a controllable means of information collection in the future.

"Qingling? Deacon? Boss? Driver? Rehabilitation?"

Analyze the few words from the wind and remove a lot of useless information.

I got a few keywords that I don't know if they are useful.

"That man was called Qingling just now, and he was the driver of a big boss? Deacon... Is that the kind of deacon Huang is? Is the big boss recovering from his injuries or the driver?"

As if it had nothing to do with him, Wen Lin gave up the analysis.

Turned into the safe passage entrance.

Not everyone can pass through the safe passage, and he needs to put the fighting card on it, and use the fighting card as the key to open the high-tech or fantasy passage door.

Wen Lin was cautious all the way, and it took 10 minutes to complete this safe passage with no curves.