"Strange, what about my buddy?"

When Zhou Zheng and the three of them rushed back, the cafe was already empty, and the figure of the suffering master was gone.

"Maybe he left because he was afraid of being embarrassed," Feng Bugui muttered, "Is there really such a real guy these days? Can he be deceived for three years?"

Xiao Sheng spread his hands: "This is love."

Li Zhiyong looked at the steps in front of the coffee shop thoughtfully and did not participate in their discussion.

"I didn't feel anything just now," Zhou Zheng recalled the eyes of the sufferer, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. "Now in hindsight, that person seems a bit weird."

Feng Bugui frowned and asked: "Why is it weird?"

"There were a few moments where his expression made people feel a little uneasy."

Zhou Zheng turned his head and looked around, and scenes about the other party flashed through his mind, and this feeling became more and more intense.

Xiao Sheng said with a smile: "Squad leader, please stop thinking about it. Being cheated in online dating is very shameful. It doesn't look like that guy is a man who is short of money. If he doesn't report the crime, it has nothing to do with us."

"Go back and continue patrolling."

Feng Bugui said: "I'll say hello to my acquaintances in the police force and ask them to try their best to find this person."

After a brief discussion, Zhou Zheng suppressed his uneasiness.

The Ice Immortal said, let them think about why they practice, and specially arranged for them to be in a busy city. There must be a deep meaning here. It is impossible to just let them go out to relax and relax...

After simply patrolling for a long time, Zhou Zheng was a little bored.

If he spends this time practicing, he may gain new insights, further solidify his Tao foundation, or make a small breakthrough.

I don’t know what Xiaoyu was doing in the morning.

"What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Feng Bugui asked with a smile: "Shall we go have a meal? As the captain, I will treat you to this meal! Yes, you can't go to those luxurious restaurants. There is a food court that is very friendly to the people."

Xiao Sheng suddenly smiled brightly, stepped forward, and tried his best to hook up with Feng Bugui.

Although Xiao Sheng has been fasting for a long time, he doesn't take advantage of the bastard. Even if he drinks ramen at noon, he still has to add an extra layer of garlic!

Zhou Zheng followed Feng Bugui with a relaxed expression, feeling quite comfortable with this atmosphere.

"Monitor."

Zhou Zheng glanced at Li Zhiyong walking beside him, slightly puzzled.

Do you still use voice transmission when meeting face to face?

Li Zhiyong's slightly delicate face was slightly smiling, his lips did not open or close, but his voice reached Zhou Zheng's ears.

"It's better to cheer up and don't slack off. The special training class only lasts for a few months. It's unlikely that we will waste seven days."

Zhou Zheng smiled and nodded at Li Zhiyong.

This teammate gave him the feeling that he was indeed a little more reliable than classmate Xiao Sheng.

He didn't know how to communicate yet, so he could only whisper in a low voice: "Maybe there are other plans."

"should be."

Li Zhiyong looked at this ordinary street scene, as if he wanted to see through the 'evil' hidden under this prosperity.

In a building not too far away from Xingfu Avenue, the cooking class has come to an end.

Ao Ying and Bing Ning each used spells to make themselves look less conspicuous. They also wore aprons and chef hats, and successfully blended in among the wives and would-be wives around them, and learned several exquisite dishes throughout the morning.

At this moment, Bing Ning tasted the 'thing' she had made with her own hands, and her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly unconsciously.

Why does it taste so weird?

No one else could hear the two of them.

"Sister Bing," Ao Ying asked in a low voice, "Are Zhou and the others really just patrolling outside?"

"Well," Bing Ning said, "but you may encounter some minor troubles during the patrol."

"Huh?" Ao Ying blinked, "Is it some trial or something?"

"It's more of an assessment than a trial."

A slight smile appeared on Bing Ning's lips. She already knew that the flaw of this 'Pineapple Sweet and Sour Pork' was that she forgot to add meat, and she said in a voice:

"Being able to enter the special training class means that you will get priority resources in the future.

"Our original intention is not to divide the monks into three, six or nine grades. The principle of the Futian Alliance is that all living beings are treated equally, but when resources are limited, the best must be cultivated.

"Cultivating talent and practicing qualifications certainly account for a large proportion of the reference, but if a person's heart is unstable, his mind is not strong, he is undecided in situations, and his ability is weak, then he is just a giant infant in cultivating and cannot bear the heavy responsibility.

"Therefore, the three stages of the special training class will be interspersed with two assessments. Only if you successfully pass the assessment can you enter the next stage."

Ao Ying put her little hands behind her back and came forward with a smile: "Then can you tell me what the assessment of my husband is?"

"I don't know."

Bing Ning said calmly: "Usually there are three immortals in charge, so I don't have to do everything."

"Oh~"

Ao Ying deliberately made a long note, seemingly concentrating on cooking, but in fact she was preparing to secretly take her cell phone to remind Zhou Zheng to pay more attention.

"Any cheating will result in disqualification from training."

Bing Ning said calmly, and Ao Ying's little hands suddenly froze in her pocket.

"Don't worry," Bing Ning said, "This assessment is mainly for the other eight people. Zhou Zheng has just started practicing not long ago, so we won't ask too much of him... Well, just don't get too seriously injured."

Ao Ying's face suddenly turned pale.

"Will it be hurt?"

Bing Ning glanced at her thoughtfully, with a hint of smile in her eyes, and temporarily froze Ao Ying's phone.

Half an hour later.

Xingfu Street Food Court.

Xiao Sheng burped, holding a toothpick in his mouth, and stepped on the stool with his left foot arched, his eyes filled with comfort.

In front of Li Zhiyong was just a bowl of water and no meal.

Zhou Zheng also had a huge appetite and ate two large bowls of noodles. He patted his bulging belly deliberately and said with a smile: "Have you eaten yet? Let's go on patrol."

Xiao Sheng muttered: "Captain Feng said he was going to buy water, but why did he buy water? He still hasn't come back after more than ten minutes."

"Can't you use your spiritual sense to search?" Zhou Zheng reminded, "Wouldn't it be nice to see where the captain is?"

Xiao Sheng scratched his earlobe and laughed sarcastically: "I almost forgot that we are still an incompetent little monk at the peak of Guixu Realm."

Li Zhiyong's mouth twitched slightly and said: "The captain is chatting with a few acquaintances at a convenience store outside the mall."

"ah--"

A vague scream from a woman broke through the silence at noon.

Zhou Zheng and Li Zhiyong stood up almost at the same time. They looked at each other, saw the vigilance in each other's eyes, and then rushed out immediately.

"Why?"

Xiao Sheng scratched his head from behind.

Don't these two people rarely talk to each other? Why do you feel that Brother Zhou and Li Bingkui have a better understanding?

…

On top of a building on Xingfu Street.

Feng Qing's figure remained transparent, sitting in the corner of the building, feeling the wind blowing, dazed, with uncontrollable pain in his eyes.

On the mobile phone that was also made transparent at this moment, there were also chat records between him and the fox demon prime minister.

His men have already gone to investigate the woman who defrauded him of 180,000 yuan in the past three years.

Although those papers that humans have given monetary meanings have no meaning to him, this incident is already a great insult to the Demon King's dignity.

In the old days, at least a few cities would be massacred to vent their anger.

but now……

Feng Qing breathed out softly and silently took out a pair of earphones to make himself feel as calm as possible. The gentle and deep male voice came from the earphones.

'I came to your city and walked the way you came.'

"ah--"

A woman's scream filled the air.

The Demon King glanced casually and found that something happened in a remote alley, and then withdrew his gaze.

This has nothing to do with him.

"Um?"

Feng Qing turned around and looked at the place where the incident occurred, with some doubts flashing in his eyes.
To be continued...