......

"You guys should stay in the City of Glory for now..."

Xiahou Yong said:

"I'll let you know when there's a need for you to go on a mission."

“Alice!”

"Take them to the dorms!"

"OK!"

Alice went to the door:

"Come with me..."

Xiahou Yong said again: "Qinglong, you stay first."

Then he glanced at the door.

Zuo Qinglong understood immediately:

"Don't worry, no one can hear our conversation here."

"Hahaha!" Xiahou Yong laughed.

"It's easier to talk to smart people!"

"Then I won't beat around the bush,"

His tone suddenly became excited:

"You are really good, you actually managed to seduce my little niece!"

???

Zuo Qinglong’s mind was full of question marks. Which one was he talking about?

Wait, Director Xia's last name is Xia... Could it be...

His mouth opened into an O shape:

"You and the head of Daxia are..."

Xiahou Yong crossed his arms and laughed strangely:

"You have to call me uncle, just like Mengmeng!"

Zuo Qinglong: (?_?)......

He really didn't expect that this old guy was related to his father-in-law!

"Excuse me, excuse me, it turns out to be my uncle..."

"Hehe... call me uncle more often!"

“(?_?)......”

Zuo Qinglong looked at this villain who seemed to have achieved success, and the corners of his mouth twitched...

"Okay, okay, no more jokes."

"Qinglong, tell me in detail what happened after you fell into the space rift."

"Didn't my father-in-law tell you?"

"He only gave a rough idea..."

"All right......"

Chirp, chirp, chirp...

Zuo Qinglong recounted the events of the Demon Realm in detail.

Xiahou Yong's face was serious and he was lost in thought.

"Um, Old Xia..."

"Don't make me say it again when Director Zheng comes..."

"Also, if the higher-ups in the Federation want to see me and ask me to say this again, I won't do it!"

He knew that such a big thing would not be hidden by Daxia or the Demon Hunting Bureau, and would definitely report it to the Federation.

"Call me uncle!"

Xiahou Yong said angrily: "Why don't you say it yourself?"

"It's more shocking and convincing when you tell it!"

Zuo Qinglong rolled his eyes:

"I'm most afraid of trouble. I'll leave the rest to you!"

"If you're alright, I'll leave first."

Xiahou Yong waved his hand, with a heavy heart.

Zuo Qinglong didn't disturb him and left the office by himself.

After going out, he scanned with his mental power and found the location of his teammates, the 18th floor!

It seems that is where the dormitory is located.

It’s no wonder that the Demon Hunting Bureau is willing to prepare a room for each team captain in this glorious city where every inch of land is valuable. This really increases people’s sense of belonging to the Demon Hunting Bureau!

After all, the demon hunting team is on long-term missions outside, and is usually scattered in various cities on standby to deal with emergencies.

We don't have much time to stay in the City of Glory...

Ding Dong!

The door opened.

Zuo Qinglong stepped out of the elevator entrance on the 18th floor.

As he was walking, a strong man came towards him.

He glanced at Zuo Qinglong and said:

"You, go clean my room!"

Zuo Qinglong looked left and right, and finally pointed at himself with his index finger:

"Are you calling me?"

The strong man said impatiently:

"If I don't ask you to call someone else, who should I call?"

"Is there anyone else here besides you?"

Zuo Qinglong was speechless:

"Do I look like a cleaner to you?"

The strong man glared at him:

"I don't care if you're a cleaner or a team member. Just do what I tell you to do. Why are you nagging me like that? Do you agree?"

Zuo Qinglong's face darkened and he said calmly:

"So what if I don't accept it? What can you do to me?"

"Hehe...", the strong man laughed angrily:

"Are you the new member of the team?"

"You have a pretty bad temper,"

"Do you know who I am?"

"I'm Deng Bao, the second-in-command of the Thunder Dragon Squad!"

"You don't know me, but you've heard of our team, right?"

Zuo Qinglong nodded.

“I’ve certainly heard of it…”

"But, so what?"

The smug expression on Deng Bao's face disappeared and turned ugly in less than a second.

"Cao!"

"You're quite brave, huh?"

After saying that, he slapped Zuo Qinglong in the face with a ferocious look on his face.

Zuo Qinglong's face suddenly turned cold, and he moved as fast as lightning, grabbing his wrist.

“Yoho!”

"You still dare to resist...ah——"

Before Deng Bao could finish his arrogant words, they turned into screams.

He wanted to break free, but found that his wrist was clamped tightly by a pair of pliers and he couldn't move.

"Let go! Let go quickly..."

The expression on his face became more ferocious, this time it was pain...

Even though his face was distorted with pain, Deng Bao did not show any anger, but just relied on his body to endure it.

Zuo Qinglong did the same, just using his physical strength to grab his wrist.

But his physical strength is not enough to withstand everything...

"roll!"

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