The delivery guy nodded, saying with a touch of nostalgia, "Yes, I'm going back to my hometown. Back in the day, I was an imperial envoy, and I'd eaten all sorts of delicious food. Who knew that if I spoke up for the people, I'd be hacked to death in my sedan chair? When I came to my senses, I was at the Ghost Killing Squad branch in Shancheng."

"Then what?"

Fang Zong blinked, very curious. This guy was a high-ranking official of the third rank when he was alive?

Sure enough, everyone in the food delivery business is unfathomable.

The delivery guy chuckled: "If an official doesn't serve the people, he might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes. I looked around and thought, 'Oh no, I've run out of land, I can't even grow sweet potatoes, so I might as well deliver food.' I see this all the time... I say, you guys live in a beautiful era. One door opens, big breasts; another door opens, long legs! Each one is dressed more scantily than the last! Last time I helped a pretty girl fix a faucet, I deliberately broke it..."

Ahem, what is improper, do not look at; what is improper, do not listen to; what is improper, do not speak.

The delivery guy immediately became serious: "It's definitely just fixing a faucet, at most I'll get wet. I certainly don't know what those adult films are like in your modern Japan. I don't have eight terabytes of stuff on my computer."

Fang Zong quietly moved his buttocks a little, thought for a moment, and then broke off the remaining claw of the lobster to eat.

Brother, take care of yourself. This is all I can do for you.

Look at the chill emanating from Li Xiaoran, and then look at the gleaming kitchen knife that Xue Nuo has revealed.

Fang Zong abandoned the idea of ​​bringing this ghost into the team.

Thinking about it carefully, with two spirit ghosts, Lin Qiaoyu and Sun Laoliu, a little soul slave named Laura, and the unfathomable Zhao Changle, the family should be enough.

Fang Zong felt that he needed to be more selective.

It is imperative to strictly control any lewd men from getting within ten meters of you.

When the city gate catches fire, the fish in the moat suffer the consequences.

Too dangerous!

The dedicated aircraft was very fast, and amidst the trembling fear of the imperial envoy, it landed at the central airport in the heart of the Eastern Kingdom.

As the most beautiful and majestic pearl, a symbol of power in the East, the central airport in the capital is bustling with people.

Upon seeing this clearly unusual small transport plane, countless people came to a standstill.

"A dedicated transport plane? Who's here?"

"It seems they arrived in batches over the past few days. They're definitely not high-ranking officials; even high-ranking officials wouldn't have such a grand procession. I bet they're some great military generals who 'have their little fingers touching the ground and their thumbs touching the sky, and who care about all demons and monsters, and will fight anyone who dares to challenge them!'"

"I guessed so, but I wonder what kind of warrior it is, with swords, spears, halberds, or a demonic transformation? I think warriors who use swords are the coolest! So imposing!"

"The one that turned into a giant steel black bear is truly imposing!"

The Eastern Kingdom has everything, but its greatest strength is its large population.

With more people, all sorts of nicknames started to emerge.

For example, take the nicknames given to military generals. Every general with a bit of fame has dozens of nicknames, and there are even thousands of nicknames for generals as a whole.

However, the most popular nickname recently is one that has won the hearts of countless netizens and is on their lips because it is long, very long, and extremely long.

Their favorite thing is to stick out their fists, pinky on the ground and thumb on the sky, and not care about demons, monsters, or evil spirits. If they don't agree, they'll fight.

With such military commanders protecting them, they felt much safer!

Countless eyes were fixed on the cargo plane's door, only to find that the jet bridge was refracted, making it impossible to see faces clearly.

However, when Fang Zong raised his hand, the Refraction Bridge had the opposite effect. The blue dragon on the Thunderclap Wristband, unlike human skin, refracted light unexpectedly.

Suddenly, a huge blue dragon made of light appeared in the sky above the airport.

"Holy crap, that was awesome!"

"Who is this general? I've never heard of a general with the name Blue Dragon before!"

Many people shouted.

Upon hearing the sound, Fang Zong glanced at Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo, gave an awkward smile, and pulled his coat sleeves up a little.

Block them!

But it was too late. Too many people were staring at the VIP lane at Beijing Airport, rushing towards it, taking out their phones, turning on their cameras, and flashing them.

Always be prepared.

"this……"

Fang Zong was speechless: "Is there any other way? I don't want to become a celebrity and have to cover my face when I go shopping."

"So you mean you're keeping a low profile by carrying a knife around every day?" Xue Nuo munched on her ice cream cone.

Fang Zong stared wide-eyed.

Are they the same?

Huh? I'm asking you the same thing!

If someone goes out carrying a long sword, who knows if they're a military general or a lunatic? Who would dare to come up to them and risk being stabbed through?

It would be interesting if their identity as military officers were confirmed.

People within the system, military officers, are rare, like giant pandas.

Come on, let's take a group photo!

What? You won't take a photo with us? You're alienating us! You're putting on airs!

I'm going to expose you online!

Fang Zong seemed to smell the stench of his own reputation.

Public opinion is a fearsome thing...~~~

Soon, we got off the boarding bridge, entered the VIP lane, and the exit was just ahead.

The private passage was private, but once you went outside, it wasn't anymore. Fang Zong started looking for something to cover his face, but suddenly, a door opened in the wall next to him. Inside, there were electrified steel rails.

A small shuttle car sped by, and when you got off, you were already in a more private office.

The huge space, about 300 square meters, has a feng shui fish on the left, occupying the front wall, and a beverage bar on the right, which is wiped spotless.

Directly in front of them was a row of desks. Each one was enormous, the kind of desks used by general managers of medium to large companies, but they were all empty except for the one in the very center, where a burly man sat.

"Hey, we've been waiting for you guys!" The man stood up; he had bronze skin and looked like a giant.

I was just looking at the computer, but I didn't move the mouse. In my large, fan-like hand was a golden metal ball, I don't know what it was made of, it was making a clicking sound as I squeezed and rolled it.

Xue Nuo pointed at the other party and said without any politeness, "This is Steel Bear. Don't worry about his real name. He's not our teammate."

Steel Bear didn't mind at all and laughed, "Even if we're not teammates, we're still comrades. After I finish the rankings, I'll have to report to the Shancheng branch."

Fang Zong knew who this was. Looking at Steel Bear's muscles, which seemed ready to explode at any moment, especially the muscles in his waist and abdomen, which were like a fully drawn bow, their strength taut like a taut string. He thought to himself that the man truly lived up to his name.

"Where's Ba Dao?" He looked around and asked.

Steel Bear stared at Fang Zong, scrutinizing him closely, as if trying to see what Fang Zong was capable of that had managed to be recruited as a teammate by two Rakshasa.

He suddenly burst into laughter, slammed his arm on the table, and said, "Let's arm wrestle. If you win, I'll tell you."

Fang Zong glanced at Li Xiaoran and saw that Li Xiaoran had nodded, so he smiled and went over.

The difference in size is immediately apparent when you place both arms on the table.