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A white lion walked with elegant and majestic steps, tilting its head and examining the humans in the iron fence.

Inside the fence was a cell, and inside the cell grew a camphor tree with a gnarled trunk, lush branches and leaves, and vines as thick as arms. These vines were tied to a young man with a headband wrapped around his forehead. Half of the young man's body had melted into the tree, with only his chest and head exposed. Curly Teddy squatted in front of the tree, his button eyes serious, and said in a deep voice: Where is the military bishop's headquarters?

The King of Demon Eyes, wearing a sports headband, was in a daze, and was indifferent to the questioning of the Dog Elder.

After a long time, the Demon Eye King came back to his senses. He looked gloomy and his breath was weak, but the smile on his face did not fade. He said:

I'll tell you the headquarters of the military bishop. Do you dare to go to the Five Elements Alliance? Ming, a little uncomfortable, this feeling of not having freedom is very bad. If it is fear, whoever is trapped here will probably commit suicide on the spot. He always shouts for freedom. Well, suicide seems impossible... Elder Dog said indifferently: Arrogant, do you think Shura can fight the five leaders alone?

If the leader of your Five Elements Alliance could kill Shura, he would have done it long ago, but... The Demon Eye King said nonchalantly:

It doesn't matter what happens. Who cares about this? That old Shura won't help me cleanse the world. I can tell you where the headquarters of the military bishop is, but you have to do me a favor. The dog elder nodded slightly: What is it?

I have a list of all the dignitaries involved in the Tongque Tower case. Please help me kill them all. I will feel uncomfortable if I don't finish this. Impossible! Elder Dog said in a deep voice: They have laws to punish them.

That's all there is to it. The Demon Eye King wanted to shrug, but found that he couldn't. Elder Dog didn't dwell on the question of the Military Bishop's headquarters, and continued to ask:

Why did the military leader want to destroy the Chu family? Don't tell me it was for the rule-based props. I have checked the details of the case. The military leader at least dispatched two heavenly kings, four guardians, and dozens of followers. The Chu family alone is not worth mobilizing so many troops. The rule-based prop has been in the Chu family for decades. If you wanted to steal it, you would have stolen it long ago. The weak Demon Eye Heavenly King smiled and said:

This trip to Songhai was in a hurry. I wanted to deal with the killing palace master before cleaning the list. I can't go now. Please help me kill them. Elder Gou simply ignored him.

The Demon Eye King pondered for a moment and said, "Let's change the conditions. Let Yuanshi Tianzun come to see me, and I will tell you the truth." Impossible! Elder Gou refused directly. Don't rush to refuse. I will tell you something first. You can think about it after listening. The Demon Eye King said, "Before the Chu family was wiped out, the Dark Night Rose had no leader. Before the Chu family was wiped out, the Dark Night Rose had no leader."

There was a strange light in Elder Gou's eyes, his breathing quickened, and he asked, "What do you mean?" Lian Yantian smiled and said, "Bring Yuanshi Tianzun to see me."

Elder Dog took a deep breath, and said, "I'll consider it."

Early in the morning, the bedroom door was knocked, followed by the sweet voice of my aunt: "Stinky pig, get up and have breakfast."

Get out of bed! Zhang Yuanqing was nostalgic for the comfortable bed, indulging in a lazy sleep state, turned over and ignored it. I came in! The aunt turned the door handle, entered the room, and shouted: "The sun is shining on your butt, why don't you get up?" Zhang Yuanqing huddled in the bed and said unhappily:

I was a little tired last night and didn't get enough rest. I plan to sleep for a while longer.

After being worried for several days, he finally solved his biggest worry. He was going to sleep in and relax his body and mind. Just after he finished speaking, he heard Jiang Yu'er's faint voice: So you took my underwear and did something bad to me last night, right?

The air suddenly became quiet. Zhang Yuanqing, who was wrapped in the quilt, did not move. Jiang Yu'er, who was standing at the head of the bed, also did not move. Time seemed to have been paused. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly stood up from his bed and explained:

No, I definitely didn't do anything bad with your underwear. If you don't believe me, just smell it for yourself. As he was talking, he suddenly lowered his head and sighed, scratching his head and said: Okay, I was wrong.

He suddenly realized that he had no way of explaining to his aunt that the underwear was stolen by a baby, so he had to take the blame. Jiang Yu'er looked at him with a complicated expression, and sighed:

You should have a girlfriend. It's not a good idea to always do bad things with your aunt's underwear. What happened last time? If you steal my underwear again, I will tell you. Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head and said, "Auntie, I was wrong. If you have any requests, please feel free to ask. Please show mercy." The aunt smiled and touched the nephew's head, saying, "How much money have you saved? About 50,000 or 60,000. Didn't you say last time that you made 5 million this year? That was just bragging. 4 Mom, your grandson stole my underwear. Woo-woo

Six or seven million, six or seven million... I am willing to give you fifty thousand as a gift. Good boy! Zhang Yuanqing walked into the living room in cotton slippers. The family of five was enjoying breakfast around the dining table. Cousin Chen Yuanjun frowned and ate his meat buns in silence, looking like he was worried.

Zhang Yuanqing grabbed a fried dough stick and put it in his mouth, then sat down next to Jiang Yuru, with the porridge that his grandmother had already prepared in front of him. "Thank you for sharing some of the duck egg with me." He touched Xiao Pan's shoulder with his tongue. "Gee!" Jiang Yuru handed the duck egg over. Zhang Yuanqing took it, looked at it carefully, and said angrily:

You bastard, I've taken out all the yolks from you, is this salted duck egg still edible?? He said, and went to pick up the whole yolk from the Jiajiang Yu'er porridge. The aunt was quick-witted and swallowed the yolk into her mouth in one gulp, puffing up her round cheeks and looking at him triumphantly.

Zhang Yuanqing was furious and slapped Jiang Yu'er's cheeks with both hands, and the egg yolk spurted out of her rosy little mouth. Jiang Yu'er cried angrily: "Mom, he bullied me, you help me support him."

Grandpa put down his chopsticks heavily and said sternly:

Stop eating! The elders don’t act like elders, the younger generations don’t act like younger generations, they mess around all day long, what a bunch of losers!

Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yuer were stunned, then they silently lowered their heads and started eating.

Grandpa was not in the mood to eat anymore, so he stood up from the table and went out for a walk. When the security door was closed, Zhang Yuanqing immediately looked at his grandmother: What's wrong? Grandpa is also in menopause? Grandma slashed her grandson's scalp with her backhand. Cousin Chen Yuanjun chewed the meat bun and said calmly:

It's nothing, it's just that the promotion has fallen through. The person my grandfather talked to said that Songhai will conduct a strict discipline inspection next. It's very tense and difficult to operate. No one wants to cause trouble at this critical juncture for the sake of a little benefit, for fear of being caught in the crossfire. After a pause, he said:

It is also because the person who is delayed has not yet reached the position, so if he wants to make progress, he has to give gifts. If he is in a higher position and is willing to promote me, it is actually just a matter of saying a word. His tone is calm, and his expression is as calm as always, but the wrinkles on his brows are locked out of habit.

My cousin is ambitious and has ideals. Of course, he hopes to make further progress. However, there is no need to express his disappointment and helplessness in front of his aunt and cousin, as it will only add to their troubles. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized.

No wonder my grandfather was in a bad mood. In my uncle's words, my son is my father's successor, and my nephew is my successor. My nephew must be more promising than my son.

Because of his stubborn temper, my grandfather had limited career prospects and could only hold a position for a short time. He could not make any progress for decades, so he placed his ideals on his grandson Chen Yuanjun and regarded him as the successor. Now my cousin has missed a great opportunity for promotion, and the next one will probably take five years, or even longer.

According to my grandfather's experience, if you can't become a director before the age of 30, then you basically have no chance of becoming a director. If you can't become a director before the age of 40, it's impossible to enter the Songhai Public Security Police Headquarters. Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and said:

I know a friend, and my friend's friend works at the Public Security Bureau headquarters. How about I use my connections there? Chen Yuanjun was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: Yuanzi, this is not something that can be accomplished by just inviting people to dinner or saying a few words.

The relationships among college students often do not involve interests. If there are no interests involved, it means that the friendship is shallow and cannot accomplish such a big thing.

Grandma picked up her chopsticks, knocked on her nephew's bowl, and said unhappily: Eat your meal and don't worry about it.

Go visit your aunt when you have time. She is in a bad mood and she will be happy when you go. Grandma still believes in Yuanzi's ability to coax people.

Zhang Yuanqing said nothing, finished his breakfast, and took a taxi to the Kangyang District Security Bureau. By the car window, he was chatting with Guan Ya while texting with Xiao Yuan. Yuanshi Tianzun: Aunt Xiao Yuan, the competition is about to begin. I want to hunt a bewitching demon, level 3.

Yuanshi Tianzun: You heard that the Demon Eye King has been locked up by the elders. He can finally travel openly. Sister Guan Ya, let's have dinner together tonight. Magic Aunt Xiaoyuan: Sorcerers and illusionists are not good?

Yuanshi Tianzun: You have big breasts, whatever you say is true. Tonight, our second team will have a dinner together, I will treat you. Do you want to get a room tonight and learn from each other's skills, hehe. Magic Aunt Xiaoyuan:???

#Yuanshi Tianzun withdrew a message#

Yuanshi Tianzun: Sorry, sorry, I sent it to the wrong person. Aunt Xiaoyuan, I have inquired about it. Among the three evil professions, the bewitching demon is the most suitable for refining Yin corpses, the illusionist is suitable for refining spirit servants, and the Deng Gu Master is average, belonging to both, but neither is outstanding. Magic Aunt Xiaoyuan: Are you chatting with Huai, an older woman? Yuanshi Tianzun: No, no, I was just joking with my colleagues [covering my face]

Magic Auntie Xiaoyuan: Level 3 bewitching demon, right? Come to Wuhen Hotel in three days to claim the body. Don’t disturb me if you have nothing to do. [Loud haha] Zhang Yuanqing was about to say something when he suddenly saw a message from Fu Qingyang in the White Tiger Guard group:

@Lingjun, I borrowed a knight class item. You can try to contact Annie in the near future.

Lingjun: As expected of you, you are efficient enough. But how can I get Annie to sign this kind of contract? There is no way she can sign a contract with me.

Fu Qingyang: I considered it, so I picked a prop with a secret use. You only need to coax her into making a verbal promise with sweet words while holding the prop, and the prop will witness it all. The disadvantage is that the restraint is weaker than a contract signed with both parties knowing it.

Qicilang: Tsk tsk, Lingjun can't wait any longer?

Lingjun: I showed up for the organization, you shouldn't laugh at me, but you should pity me and send me a red envelope. When the two of them were joking, Zhang Yuanqing sent a message;

@Fu Qingyang, Centurion, why do you care so much about the motives of the Beauty God Association to come to the mainland? The Demon King is dead and has little to do with us at the moment. In comparison, shouldn't the mysterious president be investigated more?

Fu Qingyang: There is no need to investigate high-level practitioners of the Void profession, as it is doomed to produce no results. As for the Demon Lord, the Beauty God Association sent people to investigate across the ocean even though they knew he had died. I suspect there is something else going on. Even if we, the White Tiger Guard, do not participate, we must keep an eye on all directions and understand what is happening in the world. This is a necessary element for an elite organization.

That makes sense. Why did the Beauty God Association send people to investigate the death of the Demon Lord?

Ling Gou: Speaking of which, Mr. Zhe and the president of the Beauty God Association are lovers. Not only that, according to the information I got from Taiyi Sect, Mr. Gun has two major sins, bloodlust and lust. He has lovers all over the world. I suspected Yuanshi was the descendant of the Demon Lord because Yuanshi was also lustful.

Yuanshi Tianzun: Can the son of Taiyi Sect Master slander others at will? The fact is, I am still single and have been clean for 20 years, while you are chasing after your ex-girlfriend all over the world. Youfeng Laiyi; Humph, Lingjun and Mojun are both scumbags. Yuanshi Tianzun is still a virgin? Unbelievable

Lingjun: The Demon Lord is lustful, I enjoy tasting beauty, it's different. Hengsaotianxia: Oh, my wife pua me again.

The topic gradually deviated. Seeing that there was nothing important to do, Zhang Yuanqing exited the chat software and leaned against the car window to close his eyes and rest. Kangyang District, behind the Public Security Bureau building, a small glass building.

Zhang Yuanqing came to the second floor and walked straight to the rest area. He leaned lazily in front of Guan Ya's desk. I want to ask you something! Guan Ya was scanning a thick list. The fluorescent light of the screen reflected on her charming and delicate face. She said concisely: Go ahead!

Isn't there a big shake-up in Songhai's public security system recently? There will be many vacancies. Does my cousin have a chance to be promoted to police chief? Guan Ya raised her head, looked at him, and said:

Your cousin. Let me take a look.

She switched pages, logged into the Public Security Bureau system, and searched for Chen Yuanjun's name. After carefully reading his resume, the old driver lifted her pointed chin and said:

His original ability is not bad. With this result, he is more than qualified to be promoted to police chief, but his qualifications are a little lacking. You also know that promotion is not entirely based on performance. Qualifications are also very important, unless you have made great contributions. So I want to help him. Zhang Yuanqing said.

Guan Ya said: "I'll do it for you, it's not a big deal." Zhang Yuanqing looked suspicious: "You?" He thought, how can you, the abandoned daughter of the Fu family, have the confidence to say such a thing? Shouldn't I go find Fu Qingyang?

Guan Ya snorted: I told the family elders a while ago that I would participate in the large-scale killing of the year. The old men were very happy and almost set off firecrackers to celebrate. In other words, she can mobilize the resources of the Fu family? Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject: Sister Guan Ya is the best, I knew that Sister Guan Ya would become a great person! I will give you a snack tonight. Guan Ya's eyes moved and she smiled:

What to add, two eggs and a sausage?

Zhang Yuanqing was just feeling happy when he was suddenly hit in the face by the wheels. He was unable to think straight for a moment and could only admit defeat. At this moment, he saw Wang Tai tilting his head and looking at him, and immediately said:

Brother Gantai, let's go together tonight. I'll call Jingwei and Tengyuan, and we'll have a dinner together as a second team. No thanks! Gantai refused coldly. Then why are you looking up?

I will be working overtime tonight and will stay at the office until very late. If it is convenient, please pack a big meal for me. Wang Tai said. 6.

Zhang Yuanqing once again bowed his hands in acknowledgment of defeat.

By the way, Ji Yaoli, do your family members know about this? Or is it someone else's job to handle this matter? Guan Ya asked with a smile. No need to hide it, I just said that I would ask my friends for help.

This is not a big deal. If the family knows that he knows some well-known people, it will be easy to find excuses if something similar happens again or he needs to drop out of school. My grandson knows so many good friends, so what's wrong with starting a business?

dusk!

The deputy director called Zhang Yuanqing into the office.

The middle-aged, portly deputy director greeted Chen Yuanjun warmly.

Chen Yuanjun was suspicious. The deputy director was in charge of internal affairs such as personnel transfers. He did not have much interaction with the security captain. What was going on with his enthusiasm? He sat down calmly and asked calmly, "What's the matter, Director Qiao?"

Director Qiao smiled and said: "It's like this. I just received a document from above. The headquarters wants to promote you to Chief of Police. You also know that the original Chief of Police Yang was dismissed and investigated because of the problem of the length of the hips. Chen Yuanjun was stunned and said in astonishment:

But I heard that the higher-ups will send a sheriff out.

He originally wanted to transfer from the Kangyang District Security Bureau to work in Shakou District, because there were more vacancies and less competition. He went to Shakou District. Director Qiao invited him to drink tea together and said:

Xiao Chen, do you know anyone from the special department?

Chen Yuanjun shook his head: "We don't really know each other, we just have some work overlap." Why did Director Qiao ask this? Director Qiao was also stunned; "But I heard from my friends at the headquarters that this matter was handled by people from a special department." As he said this, he pointed to the back of the building: "That girl driving a sports car, the goddess you young people are talking about."

Chen Yuanjun walked out of Director Li's office with a bewildered look on his face. While he was pleasantly surprised and excited, he couldn't help wondering why the beautiful female colleague from the special department wanted to help him. This was no small matter, but a huge favor.

No matter what, pie in the sky is still pie in the sky. I will ask her tomorrow and thank her for what she deserves.

…Chen Yuanjun glanced at his watch and planned to go home after get off work to share this unexpected surprise with his family. Chen Yuanjun walked out of the Public Security Bureau building, and a blue sports car appeared in his sight, slowly driving towards the gate.

Is it her? Chen Yuanjun subconsciously strode over.