Ran away!

"Fang Che!"

When talking about big things, he gets angry: "You, you, you..."

He jumped up and chased after him, and the others immediately followed him.

"This bastard used his sister-in-law to trick us into killing each other all night long, but in the end... he actually didn't have a sister-in-law at all!"

Everyone immediately exploded with anger.

"We must not let him off lightly!"

I saw a group of young people chasing away laughing and making noise.

Zhao Shanhe sighed sincerely: "It's good to be young."

An Ruo

When they were famous all over the world, you were still a ball of liquid that someone would spray out."

Zhao Shanhe's nose was immediately crooked.

He said with a crooked mouth and eyes: "Shen Zhixuan, why the hell are you not done yet?"

The old man squinted his eyes: "Hit me?"

An Ruoxing hurriedly smoothed things over: "Forget it, forget it."

Zhao Shanhe almost exploded: "Why do you tell me to let it go every time I get angry and before I can get out of my anger? I can only be bullied? I am the Chief Commander of the Southeast! Chief Commander!"

An Ruoxing rolled his eyelids and said: "Mr. Zhao, to be honest, I didn't help him beat you because of the good relationship between brothers over the years."

Zhao Shanhe held his chest in one breath.

I didn't breathe for a long time.

His face turned purple.

I really can't live this day.

He walked ahead with his head down, and directly distanced himself from the two of them.

The old man gave a lively snort and chased after him.

…

The king-level selection battle was held in a ring on a hillside.

There were not many people watching the game, only a deputy director of a certain department from the headquarters was presiding over it.

And I couldn’t lift my spirits the whole time.

Occasionally, a senior executive would come over to take a look and then leave silently.

Everyone knew very well that it was just a king-level battle, and there would be no casualties in ordinary battles, and the big shots had no interest in watching it.

But what they really don't know is that the two people at the top of the Guardian want to take a look.

I just held back.

Although there are not many people watching the battle, but...there are thirty-six people here, and only nine places can participate in the battle.

No one would give up this quota.

Even if you ask me to give up, then you must fight to convince me. Let me admit that if you fight with the young people of the Demon Sect, you can save more face for our mainland than me!

So the battle was extremely fierce.

Some fought for a long time before deciding the winner, while others felt they were no match after a few moves and immediately gave up.

Thirty-six people caught each other and fought, and soon eighteen people came out victorious.

Then they started to switch opponents, and the eighteen teams fought against each other.

Because I am afraid that those who have the strength to enter the top nine, but encounter stronger opponents in the first round and are brushed off will be missed.

So you have to select carefully.

It is about the face of the mainland and the honor of the guardian.

Personal honors are insignificant compared to this. Some losers are still discussing with the winners: I feel that the move you just made was not very good. If you had done that, I might have lost long ago. My flaw at that time was...

…You didn’t catch it.

Fang Che went into battle with a knife and passed the level all the way. He had to lament that every one of these guys was very tough.

And each of them has very rich combat experience.

The moves are clean and neat, with absolutely no unnecessary movements, and are very sharp.

After three consecutive battles, Fang Che even had a feeling of "jianghu".

There were a few of them that made Fang Che feel like he couldn't win without showing his trump card.

However, what Fang Che wants is a place in the competition, not necessarily to be first among the brothers. Besides, they all feel that he has something to hide.

In the end, the quota of nine players was determined.

But Fang Che was not the only one who had reservations. All the last few people who participated in the battle basically had their trump cards yet to come out.

Because that kind of moves and that kind of fighting are not reserved for your own people.

The nine-person roster is:

Fang Che, Wind Xiangdong, Mad in the Rain, Snow Wanren, Dongfang Zhe, Luo Gieshui, Meng Wuhen, Talking about Big Things, Chu Qingwu.

The list was submitted immediately.

The other twenty-seven people did not leave, they all stayed. They also felt regretful that they could not see this battle.

Fang Che and others embodies all their hopes.

No matter whether you win or lose.

They all have to witness it together.

They cannot go on stage to share the glory, but in case of failure and shame, everyone will bear it together.

…

Zhao Shanhe and the others went back first. There were still eight days until the friendly battle between the two sides. It was impossible for them to stay at the headquarters until eight days later.

Especially Zhao Shanhe and An Ruoxing, as the chief commanders of a place, have many things to deal with every day, and it is even more impossible for them to stay here for a long time.

In the evening, Fang Che invited everyone to go to Graceland again, but everyone said nothing and refused to go.

"Everyone was so shameless last night. We can't go tonight without saying anything."

Feng Xiangdong and others were all laughing: "Besides, you are guarding the main hall below, you have few resources, and your background is not as good as ours, so we can't compete with you every day."

"You have a house number on your body, and the house number is connected to the spiritual formation. As long as you practice with the house number, the spiritual energy will belong to you. This is a benefit."

"Last night, because of us, you and your sister-in-law didn't open the door to practice. Brothers know this very well. How can you continue to be ignorant."

"Everyone just wants to brag about the experience of drinking and practicing in Yayuan... Now we have it. Boss Fang, please don't let it go."

Thirty-five people all smiled at Fang Che.

Friendly and warm.

"Boss Fang, my affection last night will be remembered for the rest of my life."

Everyone laughed together.

They know that what they remember is not a night of fun in Graceland, nor is it the spiritual rice porridge in the morning.

But... the scene where Fang Che closed the door and quietly got up and left.

Also, even my sister-in-law’s door number is not open.

This is the true intention.

I had been holding it in for a whole day without saying it, I just kept it silently in my heart. But now that Feng Xiangdong has made it clear, everyone no longer holds it in.

Fang Che smiled and said: "Hey, it seems you don't miss my sister-in-law anymore?"

Everyone was furious and shouted at the same time: "Anyway, the future affairs of my daughter-in-law will depend on you two. If you don't introduce me to my daughter-in-law, I will never give up in this life."

Fang Che spread his hands and said helplessly: "But I really don't have a sister-in-law."

"Anyway, if you brag, you will be held responsible."

"My sister-in-law's best friend is fine too..."

Talking about important things, winking: "As long as you are beautiful, have a good figure, and have decent qualifications, the key is to be well-behaved, sensible and obedient. No matter what your family background is, I don't mind it."

Everyone said at the same time: "Yes, that's what it is. I don't mind it."

"I really despise you! Just stay alone!"

Fang Che walked away in a hurry.

Everyone burst into laughter behind them.
To be continued...