Chapter 265 How can mortals restrain true geniuses?
In the office of the organizing committee.
On the ground, the already fake identity card had been stepped on several times, making it look more like garbage.
Throw it on the road, and even the homeless people scavenging don't bother to pick it up. They will only be mercilessly swept into the garbage truck by sanitation workers.
After Zhong Yuan made the call, he continued to sit down and look out the window without arguing with the organizing committee.
His eyes didn't blink, and his chest didn't have the natural rise and fall of breathing.
If you refuse to cooperate, refuse to explain, or ignore you, I will be the cruelest!
Several big guys from the organizing committee were frightened and panicked.
This kid is as straight as a dead man!
This is necessary.
Zhong Yuan pretended to be dead, and no one could surpass him.
The cat Zhong Yuanzhuang plush toy, the real Zhong Yuanzhuang inflatable doll!
However, Zhong Yuan is not a quitter.
Even if you don't want to take care of it, before the person who takes over arrives, you still keep an eye on the drone to avoid losing its trace.
It's still crawling.
The speed was not fast, and he deliberately walked in a zigzag pattern, specifically choosing secluded corners, without attracting anyone's attention.
It was obvious that the drone's built-in program had already been programmed into the stadium map and had set an escape route.
Still no one noticed it!
Zhong Yuan's expression became even more gloomy.
Maybe people did this in previous college leagues without even realizing it.
It’s scary to think about it...
He had been sitting quietly, looking out the window, showing no signs of jumping up and attacking.
The people in the organizing committee felt a little at ease and walked to the side to whisper.
"Tell me, who did this kid call just now?"
"I heard him call him Brother Xiu."
"The aura of Jianghu is so strong, it smells like a bandit leader! It can't be some evil organization!"
"He is so lawless. He forms a gang because he thinks he is powerful! His behavior is inappropriate! In my opinion, whatever organization behind him must be severely punished!"
"But... yes, I heard him on the phone, and it seemed that he kept saying that he didn't want to do it anymore?"
"You said, that brother Xiu, can't be... Qi Xiu, right?"
"!!!"
"!!!"
Several people were silent in shock for a few seconds.
One person suddenly laughed and said, "Why are you nervous? Who doesn't address Qi Xiu as Mr. Qi respectfully when he meets him? You don't even think about Qi Xiu's age! He can be his father! And brother Xiu!"
That seems to make sense.
Then, a group of people stared at the trampled cards on the ground.
Assuming that this card is really proof of identity for the eighth seat of the Nine Ruins, would a normal person step on it?
Be sure to store it carefully and wipe it with alcohol every day!
"Mysterious!"
"Maybe you didn't dial the number! You're just pretending!"
"That makes sense!"
"Yes! That's it!"
A group of people continued to deny Zhong Yuan's identity with a self-affirming attitude, so they were all relieved.
Here comes the most critical question.
"He doesn't want to release Yang Sheng's mental control. There's nothing we can do against him..."
A group of people sighed.
They have all lost their skin and become evil. Do we still have to go back and seek good results?
No one can pull off this old face.
In fact, there is still a way to go.
Call An Guanfeng and ask him to come forward.
However, Lao An is well-known as a protector, so it would be good if he didn't overturn the table. Do you expect him to mediate?
At this time, the organizing committee discovered that their attitude towards Zhong Yuan was wrong from the beginning.
How can mortals have any means to restrict real geniuses?
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Beep beep beep!
The call was immediately hung up.
Qi Xiu had a look of disbelief on his face, smoke was coming from his head, and he almost smashed his phone in anger.
He also said that Zhong Yuan was nearby!
What the hell!
After he finished speaking, he hung up on me, which was obviously a joke!
Now that Jiang Buyou knows the inside story, he must have two devil horns on his head, and he is laughing with his arms akimbo, mocking them for having no one available in the Nine Ruins, and even child laborers can't be retained!
However, Otsu City has opened two nuclear holes in a row, and the situation is unstable. Someone has to be in charge of Beijing City.
Qi Xiu couldn't leave and was extremely annoyed, so he started writing a text message.
Jiang Buyou, if you want to laugh, just laugh! Zhong Yuan is my man, and your men intercepted him from carrying out his mission for no reason. If I inform the market management bureau, no one will be fine! You have to take care of Zhong Yuan’s matter! Otherwise I'm done with you! Give me an accurate letter! I'm waiting online!
Although Jiang Buyou is arrogant and arrogant, his ability to do things is really strong.
Suppressing the Xudong is a quick word.
Moreover, even if he became the commander, he would still go to the battlefield personally, lead his squad to kill foreigners, and sometimes even go to support other military regions.
The aura and praise he possesses are built up from real achievements and are by no means empty names.
Qi Xiu didn't like Jiang Buyou, but he had to admit that among the military commanders, no one was more capable than him.
As long as he agrees to something, it will basically be done quickly.
In the garden of Blue Sky Hotel,
Jiang Buyou felt his phone vibrate.
A text message came in.
It must be Qi Xiu.
He just hung up the phone and Zhong Yuan didn't have time to speak. He must have misunderstood.
I already dislike me, so this text message is here to scold me!
Open it and look at it, and you will be humiliating yourself.
No, what if there's an emergency?
It's freezing cold, what's the emergency? Stop watching...
Buzz!
Another one!
You can’t stop scolding me, right?
No, no, maybe it's really urgent?
Jiang Buyou held the phone and was entangled as usual.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz buzz!
Wow, who is this? Text message bombing!
Cat Zhong Yuan looked at him and said, "Commander Jiang, you have a text message."
Ever since he found out Jiang Buyou's identity, he looked weird.
The commander of his own military region is a middle-aged uncle, and the commander of North China is also an uncle. Only in South China, the style of painting has changed, and he is a young man who has a common language.
Zhong Yuan had a very good impression of Jiang Buyou. I even feel that they have a common language.
For example, they all like to go to convenience stores to exchange shopping points for ballpoint pens.
Another example is the Snickers bar.
Zhong Yuan also loved to eat in his previous life and always had one in his pocket.
Because at that time, in order to save money, he almost skipped lunch. When he was hungry in the afternoon, he took a bite, which was cheap and filling to fight against hypoglycemia.
Seeing that Jiang Buyou's phone kept vibrating, Cat Zhong Yuan said, "Don't you want to take a look? You don't have to worry about me."
Jiang Buyou pressed the cancel button like nothing happened and said with a smile, "Just call me by my name. There's no need to be so outspoken."
Zhong Yuan thought for a while and said, "Then I'll call you Mr. Jiang."
"Alright."
It's a bit like the title of a dandy boy, and it's quite appropriate when paired with the nickname of a young marshal.
However, the annoying buzzing sound cannot be turned off.
It must be Qi Xiu, his hand speed of sending text messages is as fast as his sword!
Jiang Buyou's eyes twitched.
The last 29% of the battery is about to enter low power mode.
I had no choice but to turn on my phone and take a look.
Sure enough, I guessed it right.
Qi Xiu cursed and copied and pasted in the text message endlessly.
A single old man with nothing to do,
If you have this little time, you might as well find a wife and make a little man!
More than a hundred text messages came in ten seconds, which was a waste of telecommunications resources and other people's mobile phone battery!
Jiang Buyou complained repeatedly in his heart and quickly replied with one word.
good.
This time, it finally stopped.
Then, Jiang Buyou put his cell phone into his pocket and said, "Zhong Yuan, where is your true self? Are you still over there at the stadium? A few old immortals are still making things difficult for you?"
