Looking at the big **** that fell to the ground and twitched, even the referee with many years of experience was a little embarrassed, and looked at the two teachers outside the court for help.

　　 The onlookers looked like they had been pressed the reset button, and there was a buzzing whisper on the training ground.

　　 "Healing department, the fourth class has hidden a big dad. What is the skill of the fragrance just now, and I feel good after smelling it." A girl with a ponytail excitedly chatted to her companion.

　　 "Is it right? I had some dysmenorrhea today, but my belly became warm after smelling the fragrance." The round-faced girl beside her blushed, her tone of voice filled with excitement.

　　 "The white sika deer, isn't it that the family has money? If it were me, it would be better than him. What can I do..." the boy around them said sourly.

　　 immediately attracted the contempt of the girls.

"Fuck, I rushed to my Lei X wife seven times yesterday, and I was so dizzy. Now I feel like I can rush another seven times." At this time, a greasy dead house shouted in surprise and attracted. After catching everyone's attention, the students onlookers burst into laughter.

　　 Several boys even whistled.

　　 Amid the intense discussion, no one noticed that the two different administrative bureau official vehicles quietly parked under the office building, and Chen Zhenglong brought in several different administrative bureau officials filed in.

　　 The bald head stared fiercely at Wu Songlin, who was shorter than him: "My student won this game."

"But my students didn't lose either. Tsk, you see, this body injury has been cured." Wu Songlin twisted his chin with a few beards, an old face with a wretched smile, and a bald head. Want to blow him up with a punch.

　　 The referee was too late to make a decision, and the two teachers refused to give up, and the opposite was the person they longed for...

　　 "Teacher, I give up."

　　 Li Yiming raised his hand, shouted at Wu Songlin and the others, and then nodded to the referee.

　　 The referee glanced at the two teachers who were tit-for-tat, and blew his whistle: "I announce, this game, Shao Zi from Class 4..."

　　 A strange and familiar electric current interrupted the referee's words, and the teachers and school doctors on the scene tightened instantly.

　　 "Here, all the faculty members of the War Training Department, immediately gather in the meeting room of the office building, and repeat..." The loudspeakers in every corner of the new campus suddenly sounded.

　　 "Urgent call?" Bald Qiang and Wu Songlin looked at each other, their expressions sank, and before they had time to say anything to the students, they turned and ran towards the teaching building.

　　Emergency convening order is a means used by the school when it encounters some emergencies and it is too late to pass the message down. This is not unique to Sucheng University. Daxia Education Department stipulates that any colleges and universities must install concealed loudspeakers throughout the school, and they should not be used lightly if it is not an emergency.

　　 As for the origin of this regulation, it can be traced back to the early days of the "unknown recovery incident" more than ten years ago.

　　 At that time, the communication methods were not so developed, and the base station was destroyed in a large amount. Therefore, when an emergency occurs, this relatively primitive method is the only way to be used.

　　 The broadcast was called again and again, and the problem of untimely communication was solved.

　　 Later, this communication method has become a tradition that has spread to this day. Even today, when the communication is very developed, it can instantly transmit the news to everyone in the school.

　　 "Brother Shao, then...it was an emergency call. Why did the school suddenly call for an emergency call? Is there any major event going to happen?" Li Yiming didn't know when he came to Shao Zifeng, with a little nervousness on his face.

The students around 　　 also whispered, and a wave of anxiety spread across the training ground.

　　 "Well, there should be nothing wrong." Shao Zifeng hugged the deer and gently stroked its body.

　　 Looking at the Alien Administration official car parked under the office building, his face was not so good-looking, and he felt that something troublesome was about to happen.

　　 The little deer was lying in Shao Zifeng's arms, feeling that he was in a bad mood, and licked his big hand with his pink tongue.

　　 "Yo~"

　　 Shao Zifeng lowered his head and smiled at the deer: "It's okay."

　　 As soon as the voice fell, there was another electric noise around, everyone in the training ground fell silent and waited quietly.

　　 "Warning training students pay attention, except for freshmen, everyone will go to the logistics department to get medicines and positioning devices, and gather in each class an hour later, repeat..."

　　 The broadcast ended, everyone was stunned.

　　 The faces of the students at the scene were ugly, and a few timid faces turned pale after brushing them.

　　 The school distributes supplies, the intention is obvious. Then they will definitely participate in a **** battle.

　　 It is said that five years ago, Sucheng University also distributed medicines to all trainees of the war training department. At that time, it was a small-scale rat infestation.

　　Because the branch was too wide, the Alien Administration was too tired to deal with it and had to seek assistance from the school. In the end, at least three students never returned to class.

　　 The emergency call was not even used that time.

　　Today, we urgently convened all students in the combat training department. This also means that after today, some people may lose their lives.

　　 "ding~"

　　 The phone vibrated and Shao Zifeng took out the phone.

　　 "Emergency missions, search for suspicious targets throughout the city, [picture] provide reliable clues and reward 50,000 to 500,000 yuan depending on the authenticity, unlimited number of people."

　　 Shao Zifeng looked at the content of the text message and clenched his fingers. Why did the platform suddenly release urgent tasks? Is it a coincidence?

　　 There is also the back of this silver-haired man, who seems to have seen it somewhere.

　　 All kinds of messy thoughts are coming, and Shao Zifeng feels that the troublesome things seem to be more troublesome.

　　...

　　 At the same time, in a luxuriously decorated room, a middle-aged man wearing a silk nightgown was standing in front of the French window with the curtains closed.

　　 The red wine in his hand shook back and forth, looking up at the gorgeous and tacky curtains, just like admiring a famous painting.

　　 tap.

　　 A soft knock on the door sounded, as if he was afraid to disturb the man who admired the curtains.

　　 The obese man took a sip of red wine and moistened his throat before saying in a hoarse voice, "Come in."

"Vice President." An elderly man dressed as a housekeeper came in. He was dressed in a neat Western-style tuxedo, with white gloves, and his gray hair was neatly combed. The gold embroidery everywhere on the tuxedo made him and the decoration of the entire room. Complement each other.

　　The same folklore~lightnovelpub.net~ He walked up to the fat man and bowed slightly: "Vice President, there is news coming from the city."

"Say."

　　 "An Anzi, who is walking around on the underground platform, has just received a text message, and the platform has released an urgent mission to find burial foxes." The butler replied respectfully.

　　 "Well, has Funeral Fox contacted the branch recently?" Without looking back, the fat man continued to look up at the curtains.

　　 The butler hesitated: "I haven't received any news about the burial of the fox recently, and several low-level concealers have been used to search for it, but the burial of the fox seems to have evaporated."

　　 The middle-aged man did not speak any more, and walked a few steps forward, leaning close to the curtain and carefully watching.

　　 The butler stood with his hands down, without any impatience.

　　 A moment later, the middle-aged man withdrew his gaze from the curtains and sat back on the boss chair, still facing the housekeeper with his back.

"Since the gray forces are looking for it with great fanfare, I want to come here for either fishing or a smoke bomb. In that case, let's give them a gift." The man drank the red wine in one gulp, hoarse. There was a feverish tremor in his voice.

　　 The butler was surprised, and asked cautiously: "Vice President, you are ready to..."

　　 "Shh~" The obese man made a silent gesture: "Have you got everything you provided for all the hidden in the city?"

　　 "Yes." The butler wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, hesitating: "But..."

　　 "No but, let's wait for a grand performance next, hahaha."

　　 The fat man let out a terrible laugh, pressed the button on the arm of the boss chair, and there was a slight noise, and the gorgeous curtains were slowly opened.

　　 It was pitch black behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, and **** eyes lit up.