For him, there are many headaches that have been causing trouble recently, but there are only a few things that have been in his mind. Among them, there are also things that concern the attitudes and responses of several big families that have not been dealt with yet.

Bolang smiled at the second-class taxi-level task given by the Holy Emperor Hall in front of him. A few days ago, he thought Cassia was troublesome to deal with the problem, but now the Holy Emperor Hall is not biased and just found a proper time to crash into it. No matter what you are going to do, the level difficulty of the task is there. According to the military school's assessment regulations on the difficulty of the task, the second-class taxi-level taxi-level is definitely a very dangerous task for Cassia, who is still in the "red mercury" stage.

Several grand duke families dare not offend them. Bolang was born as an orphan of mercenaries. Apart from himself, there was no deep force behind him to help him. The landmines that the girl who was about to be crowned kings could not easily touch. If you touch a little bit of it, you might be blown to pieces.

This task in the Holy Emperor Hall happened to be the best tool to resolve concentrated conflicts. The task was to find a saint who had almost no power to fight back, and then get back a bunch of useless bones. There might be several female housekeepers next to them. However, according to the temperament of the managers in the Holy Emperor Hall, they gave a second-class level difficulty to demonstrate their special status.

This can not only perfunctory the grand family—because the difficulty is indeed a dangerous level for Cassia now, but it can also not lead the crazy girl’s spearhead at herself—what can there be any danger in a task of finding someone.

"If you want to find the people in the Holy Emperor Hall, it's not a matter of criticizing each other once or twice." Bolang said, in a good mood, and while making a mark on the document, waiting to mention this matter at a meeting soon. "It's not a good thing to keep that young man locked up. It can save the necessary trouble if it can be solved earlier."

A few hours later, the routine meeting ended successfully. Bolang is now walking towards the detention center with documents signed by several members of the Military Academy Management Department.

There are large pieces of golden sunshine on the surrounding road surface, and the scorching sunlight from the sky penetrates through the broken clouds. In another day or two, the temperature should rise, and the layers of clouds that have covered Manoma for nearly ten days should have completely disappeared. Bolang raised his head and looked at the scene in the air. He thought that the rainy weather was indeed not very popular with most people.

The proposal was so smooth that Bolang was surprised, just like the long straight passage in front of him now, without any trace of bend, until it disappeared into the mountain not far ahead, and it seemed that it had not reached its end. Use the password card to open the several biting metal doors in front of him. The staff inside nodded and said hello when they saw Bolang.

Perhaps it was because no one else wanted to have too much to do with this matter. Continue to move forward in the circular passage, Bolang could only think of this reason in the end. Although there are people from various major families in the management of the military school, in the face of this vortex, they all decisively expressed their position and attitude.

A few hundred meters after the passage entered the mountain, it was cut off by a gate.

Although I just sent a notice to this matter after the meeting, in front of the blue-black gate, there was no staff waiting for the radio on the radio. There was undoubtedly only the colder air and annoying silence here.

Using his password card did not allow the huge thick gate to open. Bolang knew that he was not in harmony with a certain part of the people in the detention center, so he didn't care too much about these things. After waiting in front of the cold gate for about half an hour, the sound of steam-driven gears running sounded.

The door opened a small gap, and a thin man was standing behind the gap. When he saw Bolang, the thin man showed a look of apology on his face.

"Long time no see, coach Bolang." The thin man expressed his apology. "The matters behind the president need to be dealt with, you know him, too."

Bolang waved his hand and interrupted the thin man's words. The expression on his face was as rough as his skin. He said without caring: "I know about the president of Gabriel here. It has nothing to do with you, so don't care."

"This time I came to see the person who was locked in a few days ago?" The thin man walked in front and led the way to Bolang, asking.

"Yes, the punishment for him has been decided in the routine parliament. It is not a violation of any major rules, and it is not a good thing to keep him in your place."

After pausing here, Bolang continued, "And I know it was the one I specifically reminded the person I took care of, Gabriel would really take special care of him. Maybe he was a little quarrel a few days ago. After a long time, I was afraid that something would happen and I couldn't handle it in the end."

"It seems that the coach knows the general manager very well." The lean man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In fact, these things had already happened two or three days ago."

"What is expected, if you earn enough benefits this time, you can completely make the losses of climbing to this position. If you don't have any movement, you won't get some things, and if you don't mention them, you will spit out more." Bolang followed the lean man into the detention center and entered the elevator. The height was rising steadily. "But some things are not so easy to get. Although the military school is special, it cannot serve as a protective umbrella for any troublesome things. Gabrie only saw huge benefits this time, but without knowing some information in advance, it should be foreseeable that the acid in the stomach pouch vomited out."

In the surprised eyes of the thin man, Bolang showed a mysterious smile on his face, even though it was just an ordinary smile in front of others.

The elevator protective door opened at this time, and the thin man said "arrived", and a straight corridor also appeared in front of Bolang with the sound. At the same time, a man walked out of the elevator next to him, wearing a black formal suit, with a total of seven gorgeous rings of different sizes on his ten fingers, with a square face and a figure that was obviously in a thin direction compared to Bolang.

"Hello, coach Bolang, I didn't expect that we met together so by chance." The person who came was the chief director Gabrie, who said, "There was a mechanical failure here a few days ago. In order to find out the cause and repair it, we were busy for a few days."

"That's really hard for you." Bolang responded calmly at Gabrie, walking straight ahead. There was no soft carpet in the corridor, but he could not hear any of them.

"Coach Bolang, the chief, the front is right." The thin man said at this time. The prisoners in this corridor were treated with darkness, and only Cassia used blazing light to interfere with the biological laws of the body. The light illuminated through the special material wall could be seen in the middle of the corridor.
Chapter completed!