jured. Shouldn't you have a good rest"Qingchen laboriously moved his body in the car: "it doesn't matter, except for the two ribs are all skin wounds, really fight I can also use string puppet to cont..."I've worked so hard for you to work overtime. I'll invite you to eat delicious food sometime," Qingchen said to April and May with a smile.

May is a young man, April is a very young girl, looks only sixteen or seventeen years old.

as a matter of fact, she is in high school herself and stays at school when she is not alive.

Tabu referee seems to be a relatively loose organization, busy with work, living their own life without life, and various forces do not disturb them.

some people say that taboo referees with all unique taboos, like the Shadow Gate, can set up any transmission door for each crow in each city, through which crows can go to the headquarters of the taboo tribunal.

however, no one has confirmed this so far.

in April, her eyes lit up when she heard that there was something delicious, but she immediately thought of something: "No, we can't eat food from outsiders, otherwise it will affect our position!"

Qingchen was unable to laugh or cry: "does a meal affect your position"

well, this position doesn't seem to be very firm. However,

said earnestly in April: "it is our principle not to take a single needle from the consortium."

Qingchen was stunned that the other side of the world did not take a needle from the masses, but in the taboo court of the world, it was the other way around. As a matter of fact,

is also right that third-party neutral institutions, no matter which side of the benefits they take, will be questioned.

for example, mobile phone testing institutions should not take money from mobile phone manufacturers.

of course, if it is Qingchen, he will have another way of doing things. He may let everyone be protected. Membership fee.

"Why didn't you bring crows this time I mean the six-eyed crow, "Qingchen said curiously.

said in April: "there are only six crows with six eyes in total, all of which have been taken by the boss to the Northern Battlefield and the 19th city. We stay here, the boss told us to keep an eye on you. "

Ching-chul was stunned and watched him! Is it so mysterious.

at this time, another explosion came from a building next to Shendai style Street. In April, he took a look at it and said, "Don't tell you, we work early and finish work early."

then in April and May, they put on the hood of their cloak again and headed for the explosion. Tonight, the first superhuman being who died was born, but I don't know which side he died.

Qingchen and the crows stood and chatted in the chaos, as if neither of them took what was happening next to them seriously.

when I went to Qingchen and looked at Qingyi, I found that the other party was looking at a shop window, where there was a poor girl whose boss seemed to have run away and even forgot to open her window.

"what Love at first sight " Qingchen asked with a smile.

"No, I just feel a little pitiful about her," Qingyi said.

"there are too many poor people in the world," Qingchen sighed. "where is the person who picked you up I still have things to do after I send you there. Remember to come to work at the intelligence office tomorrow. I will say hello to the doorman."

"it's just ahead," Qing Yi pointed to the end of Shendai style Street.

at this moment, however, stray bullets flew out of the building out of nowhere and hit the old street lamp next to Qing Yi.

the glass cover of the street lamp shattered and went straight to Qingyi's neck below.

when the glass was still two centimeters away from Qingyi's neck, he was pinched in his hand by the faint-eyed Qing Dust.

everything happened so fast that Qingyi had no idea what was going on, but felt that it was normal for some danger to appear in the battlefield.

but Qingchen closed his eyes and recalled, and suddenly opened his eyes and said, "there are too many coincidences, and the danger is for you."

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Qingyi frowned: "Sir, do you mean that the aura of luck is affecting me"

"it's hard to tell if it's a lucky halo," Qingchen thought for a moment and said, "go back first. I need to investigate." As soon as the voice of

ended, a shout came from behind the two men: "Inspector!"

Qingchen looked back and found that Qinghua came here with Yang Xuyang and other agents.

"I thought I told you to stay in the intelligence room. Why did you still get out" Qingchen calmly said, "Don't worry, I'm all right."

Qing Hua, Yang Xuyang and others stared at the ruins around them, and then listened to the dense gunshots around them.

finally, they looked back to Qingchen: inspector, after such a big battle, you still say it's all right

before coming, Qinghua had already done the ideological work for the agents: the boss must be in danger tonight. He left us in the intelligence room, but he didn't want us to follow the risk. However, during this period of time, we all know who the boss is, and we have received a lot of favours, and there is absolutely no problem with the overtime pay we get in half a month and spend the rest of our lives honorably.

how can our seven groups flinch at a time like this

in fact, there are two key points for Qinghua. One is that Qingchen doesn't want them to take risks, which makes him a little moved.

another point is that the fact that Qingchen is going to take Qingmu home has moved him and has completely returned to his heart.

it's just that the matter of taking Qingmu home has to be kept secret for now, and he can't tell the agents.

after finishing the ideological work, the agents patted their chests one by one to guarantee that even if the king came today, the boss would be all right.

but now they are listening to the movement of Shendai style Street and watching the black smoke billowing upstairs not far away.

I just think it's too early to shoot my chest.

how can they participate in such a level of fighting

it's all right to arrest officials and actually fight each other, but the intelligence is still almost meaningful.

when you think of this, you will feel inferior when you look at Qingchen. The boss is already a person who can control this degree of fighting. In fact, there is no need for their intelligence at all.

Qingchen smiled and said, "you send Qingyi to the car in front. I still have things to do."

Qinghua dared not retort, so she could only watch her boss walk into the night.

it seems that the battle that is still going on behind him has nothing to do with the boss.

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downstairs of Utopia Building, Qingchen waits for the elevator boredom.

after leaving Shendai style Street, he never encountered any danger again. Until the elevator door opens.

Song Liao, who wrapped himself tightly, stood in the elevator, staring at Qing Dust through his sunglasses.

Qingchen sighed in his heart, and now he really began to suspect that there was something wrong with the song curl.

he went back to the Utopia Building four times in all, and bumped into each other three times. He really didn't know what to fear.

Song Niaoyao suddenly asked, "you didn't have the first misunderstanding with me because you were investigating the gangsters all the time." After all, you can't explain why you pointed a gun at me the first time you met me, or why you said 'come back'. "

Qingchen is silent, and the other party seems to have responded.

Song Niaoyao came out of the elevator and continued: "but it doesn't matter. I thank you very much for saving me that day. Thank you very sincerely."

"you're welcome, of course," Qingchen said as he entered the elevator. The arm, which was blocked by the wall, kept pressing the door button.bones, and the extraordinary people of the whole federation cannot escape the fate of high attack and defense and low defense, so the extraordinary people who want to make up for their shortcomings wi...