"Ouch!"

Feng Bugui screamed, and the hundreds of strong men suddenly staggered and lay on the ground. Some of the guys who had fought with Zhou Zheng for the longest time had a few tears falling from the corners of their eyes.

"Old Feng, you didn't say this lolicon is a monster!"

"We were still suppressing and beating us in the morning. They beat us back and forth at noon, and then they started to suppress and beat us in the afternoon."

"He even claimed a few realms in the last few rounds! Ahhh! I'm so angry!"

"Pindao's outer cultivator's body in the Divine Ying realm was found a flaw by him with one finger... Go back to retreat. What do you think Pindao is showing off when he has nothing to do?"

"Don't tell anyone about what happened today, it will be a huge embarrassment!"

Feng Bugui lay on the ground, smiled contentedly, and said leisurely:

"Look, look, what is talent? You are still acting arrogant day by day. You say you can practice external skills as long as you get close enough to defeat those who are practicing internal skills. Even a kid who has just practiced for half a year can't defeat him!"

"Mad! If I can't beat him, I can't beat you!"

"Brothers, get him! For the sake of the tribe!"

"Fuck! I'm going to call the police! Hahahaha! Demacia!"

The club immediately erupted with roars and barbell-like laughter.

On the other side, Zhou Zheng's foursome successfully gathered in a noodle shop and continued their night patrol.

They have to be on duty for forty-eight hours straight, that is, walking around, looking at the scenery, and warning those spiritual beings who like to sneak around.

Zhou Zheng moved his sore and swollen arms, constantly recalling the force-generating techniques he learned today, as well as the 'technique' of close combat.

It's strange that many of these guys' moves can be learned by yourself just by watching them.

Even if it is some difficult skills, you can almost understand the tricks by performing them once.

It's not that I'm too smart, it's more like... I've known it for a long time.

Could it be that in his previous life, he was also a fierce general who liked close combat?

Several bubbles slowly appeared behind Zhou Zheng's head, and a three-meter-tall muscular man emerged from the top bubble, wearing Lu Bu-style armor and holding two spears in his hands.

Then Zhou Zheng tried to move his face up, and then shook his head.

It doesn't match at all.

It's still the middle-aged scribe bowing in the mirror who looks pleasing to the eye - a pair of bright eyes that shoot into the cold stars, two thin eyebrows as black as lacquer, thin lips, a high nose bridge, a slender neck, a sharp Adam's apple, and a sharp jawline when viewed from the side.

Very clear.

Well, he is almost 70% to 80% as handsome as he was in this life.

Buzz! Buzz!

Zhou Zheng's wandering thoughts were pulled back by the vibration of his phone. He thought it was a voice or video message from Xiaoyu, so he took it out and took a look and found that it was a somewhat unfamiliar number.

Choosing to answer, Zhou Zheng took the initiative to greet him: "Hello?"

"Brother Zhou..."

A weak male voice sounded, and Zhou Zheng's heart suddenly tightened.

Before his eyes appeared the face of a little boy with a runny nose - a little friend from the orphanage.

"Xiao Jiang, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Zheng asked with a frown, "Are you sick? Where are you now? Are you still in Longchen?"

The three team members who were nibbling marshmallows looked over at the same time.

"I should, should be dying...cough, cough..."

The voice on the other end of the phone was intermittent:

"I don't dare to contact my girlfriend... I've gotten into some trouble recently, and they know my girlfriend's information...

"Brother, I will transfer a sum of money to you. After a few years, you can help me transfer it to my girlfriend. Just say... that I ran away with another woman. This is because I pity her...

"Brother, you must remember to wait a few years before transferring her to her, otherwise you will also be targeted... I can't help her, and I haven't brought her to live a good life for a few days..."

beep.

The voice was cut off, Zhou Zheng frowned and put down his phone. A string of transfer numbers, a photo of a strange girl, and an address in Longchen City slowly popped up in the chat box.

Li Zhiyong and Xiao Sheng handed the marshmallows to Yue Wushuang and walked to Zhou Zheng's side.

Zhou Zheng slowly raised his head and looked at the neon lights that were lit again in front of him.

"Squad leader," Xiao Sheng asked, "can you use me to greet people?"

Li Zhiyong reminded: "We have the authority to directly ask the communications department to cooperate and directly locate the address of the other party's mobile phone."

Zhou Zheng took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed with a sharp look.

"Zhiyong, please play it safe. Help me investigate this girl. If there is no problem, protect her secretly. If necessary, ask for help before taking action... It's troublesome."

Li Zhiyong smiled and said: "Monitor, don't worry, you will do your best."

"Brother Xiao, Wushuang, you two continue to patrol and help me cover the shift."

Zhou Zheng picked up his phone and started browsing files. He quickly called up several commonly used gadgets and quickly operated them in front of several people. Within half a minute, a simple map popped up with a light spot flashing on it.

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The fifth industrial island.
Chapter completed!