The middle-aged uncle smacked his lips and smiled, "With that fat man in charge, I can't worry about it."

"That's true. Although the teacher is not adjusted on weekdays, it is still very reliable at critical moments." The man in glasses nodded, suddenly remembered something, and took out two documents from his briefcase.

"Your Majesty, these are the information of those two new students. Please read it."

The middle-aged uncle waved his hand and cursed with a smile: "I'm talking about you, celebrating. I've been with me for so long and don't know if I'm most afraid of reading these cumbersome documents. Just choose the key points and read them to me."

"Yes." The man in glasses responded respectfully and cleared his throat.

"Zhang Fan, 20 years old, his father died when he was 3 years old and was raised by his mother Lu Fang. He was once known as a once-in-a-century genius boy. He received an exceptional admission letter from MIT. He was 16 years old that year." A man with glasses raised his eyebrows slightly. Such a talented boy is extremely rare.

"In the same year, he was found to have a rare strange disease. His family spent all his family property to treat him, and he could only put his studies aside. When he was 19 years old, he could not bear the torture of severe pain, and he couldn't bear to continue to drag down his family. On September 4, he jumped off the building and committed suicide by jumping off the building without paying attention."

Hiss, the man in glasses took a breath and jumped off the building and committed suicide? Is it a ghost applying to enter the school now?

He suppressed his curiosity and continued to read: "At the morning of September 20, the gravekeeper found the opened coffin, but the inside was empty. It was described that the coffin board was more than twenty meters away from the coffin at that time."

"Zhang Fan, who was resurrected from the dead, returned home and found that his mother Lu Fang was missing. Gu's uncle said that Lu Fang disappeared after he went to find a high school classmate to borrow money from Leng Feng."

Then, Zhang Fan's information was painted with black lines, as if he had been modified.

The man with glasses narrowed his eyes. Generally, this method of handling is done by senior management to hide some confidentiality that cannot be leaked. However, this is the first time he has seen him on the new student information. What is this to hide? What has Zhang Fan done that deserves to be listed as a high-level confidentiality?

Ying Lengfeng, Ying Lengfeng... Why does this name sound so familiar? The man with glasses pondered for a while, and suddenly thought of something.

Xiang Lengfeng! He is one of the special envoys of the Shangxie Society, the puppet master Xiang Lengfeng!

The man in glasses looked at the middle-aged uncle, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, this is cold wind..."

The middle-aged uncle's expression did not change at all from beginning to end. He interrupted the man with glasses and said lightly: "Don't read Zhang Fan, read another little guy."

When the man in glasses saw the middle-aged uncle's expression, a thought flashed through his mind, but he did not ask more questions. He could have been with this adult for so long, and clearly knew what to ask and what not to ask.

"Ji Qianming, 19 years old, was discovered at the entrance of the orphanage in 1999. He graduated from an ordinary high school and has no bad record in his grades."

Then there was a silence. The middle-aged uncle was stunned for a while and spoke tentatively: "It's gone?"

"It's gone." The man in glasses looked strange and turned around and read the information over and over again, but there was only one sentence.

"...They have they been to Mr. Qin?"

“I’ve been there.”

"What did Mr. Qin say?"

"Old Qin's evaluation of Zhang Fan is that he is talented and talented!" The man in glasses carefully learned from Old Qin's tone.

"Where is Ji Qianming?"

The man with glasses twitched: "Old Qin said he, well, good boy, keep working hard!"

“…Okay, I understand.”

...

Looking at the strange masked man in front of him, Ji Qianming felt a chill surge out from his feet, and his hair stood up one by one.

"Run!" Zhang Fan's face turned pale when he saw Qing Liao.

Damn, why did you meet the core member of Shangxie at this time?

Ji Qianming came to his senses and without any hesitation, the two of them ran away directly.

A strong wind blew past his ears, bringing up a wave of sand and stones. Ji Qianming felt that a flower was seen, and a mask of evil ghost suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Run? Can you run away?"

A teasing voice came from under the mask, and a blue arm suddenly pierced from under the cloak in a flash!

Ji Qianming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly leaned back. At the same time, a ray of light appeared on the mirror in his mind. An iron rod suddenly appeared in his hand and hit the green arm obliquely.

The blue arm was slightly deflected by the blow, and it slid over Ji Qianming's lower abdomen.

At this time, Ji Qianming, who had used too much force, could not control his center of gravity at all, and fell to the ground, raising a burst of dust.

"Ahem."

Ji Qianming coughed, quickly got up from the ground, staring at the man in front of him.

With the moonlight, he could see clearly the arm that had just attacked him.

The arms are all blue, thin and long, with strong muscles squeezed together, and sharp inverted hooks on the joints of the palms and elbows, which is hideous and terrifying.

"He is Qing Liao, the core member of Shangxie." A weak voice came from the ground, and Zhang Fan supported the ground with one hand and stared at the deep blue mask with one hand.

"Shang Xie?" Ji Qianming was stunned. It was the first time he heard of this name.

"The gathering place for jackals." Zhang Fan spoke coldly, not hiding his murderous intent at all. "The core members inside are all capable people, at least they are second-level. Everyone carries at least a dozen lives, and it is not worth mercy to die!"

"This Qing Liao is a newcomer who has just entered the Shangxie Society. He only has the strength of the second level, so we don't have a chance."

Second-level ability!

Ji Qianming frowned, as if facing a great enemy.

It is true that he had indirectly killed the third-level fantasy Ren Yi before, but 90% of it was all due to luck, and even so he could not defeat the other party. If Ren Yi had not noticed Fatty Cui's arrival and directly exploded himself, he would have died!

The man in front of him is a second-level capable person in his real state of full strength, and he kills people like a lot. Can they beat them with the two first-level teenagers?

"Isn't there no chance? Just you?" Qing Liao sneered, "I didn't even have one tenth of my strength just now, so where do you have the confidence?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body twisted, and his skin began to turn blue, bulging and moving under his clothes. His originally thin body became stronger and he was even more stretched out half a meter!

Click!

The mask on his face made a slight sound, and a crack spread rapidly from the middle. In the blink of an eye, the entire mask broke and fell straight to the ground.

The moonlight shone on Qing Liao's face, and a hideous green face appeared in front of the two of them. Two long fangs were poked out from their mouths. From a distance, they looked like an evil ghost in hell, gloomy and terrifying.

hiss!

Ji Qianming took a breath. He never expected that a person would turn into a green-faced and fanged evil spirit in front of him!

Even Zhang Fan frowned slightly. It was not because he was scared by Qing Liao's transformation, but because the probability of victory was reduced in his calculations. Qing Liao's strength was higher than he imagined.

"Now, do you still think there is a chance?" Qing Liao's bloody mouth showed a cruel smile, and the corners of his mouth grinned directly to his ears, which made Ji Qianming feel chills.

Qing Liao's thick right leg stomped hard on the ground, and his whole body rushed over like a sharp sword, with unparalleled momentum!

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, his fingers moved slightly, and a sharp steel pipe bounced up from the ground and flew straight towards the Qingyao face door.

Qing Liao looked at the flying steel pipe, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and the speeding figure did not pause at all.

The steel pipe and Qingyao approached very quickly. Just as the tip pierced the forehead, a sound of gold and iron fighting came.

bite!

The tip of the steel pipe seemed to hit the hard rock surface, unable to store it in at all, and it flew out.
Chapter completed!