Why say it again?

Wu Jie looked blankly at the college student and roommate Tang Hong sitting in front of him.

At this remote western military base, roommate Tang Hong appeared. And those who saw Tang Hong actually bowed their heads to salute, very respectful, not seemingly cheating.

"(⊙o⊙) ..."

Those people are out.

Wu Jie glanced at the sides.

Empty, just a metal long table, two or three chairs, add a depressing atmosphere, this scene is disturbing. And Tang Hong sat in front of him, reassuring and confused.

"why."

Wu Jie felt like he had 100,000 questions in his heart.

Tang Hong smiled: "You encountered such a thing last time."

Wu Jie shuddered: "No wonder I always seem to know each other, but how can I forget."

Things like this, he can remember for a lifetime, it is impossible to forget.

"What the **** did I forget?"

"Do I have amnesia?"

Wu Jie knocked his head hard, remembering that he still had no impression.

"Stop knocking."

"It's because of the memory eraser." Tang Hong knocked on the metal table, briefly describing the last thing: "I can't interfere with the golden red work, the record of that major suspect cannot be eliminated, I'm sorry."

Wu Jie was full of bitterness and sighed, "I'm too miserable."

Such a thing can be described as a rare event for a century, and normal people simply cannot meet.

I can do it myself, even if I don't know who to talk to twice.

but……

This doesn't seem to be the point ... Wu Jie took a closer look at Tang Hong and said, "Are you extraordinary?"

Tang Hong nodded.

Wu Jie's eyes lit up: "Can I ask what superpowers you have."

"There is no superpower ... in fact, I am still an ordinary person." Tang Hong has a little regret, and now he can only do a short glide, and he cannot do the flying of the peak consultant.

Ordinary people?

Wu Jie said suspiciously: "You said that the standard is ten tons with a full blow."

Tang Hong: "Yes."

Wu Jie was shocked: "So, that means that Tang Hong has ten tons in one blow?"

"No."

Hearing these two words, Wu Jie breathed a sigh of relief, but listened to Tang Hong's fluttering sentence in his ear: "Slightly more than ten tons."

Wu Jie was shocked again: "How much more."

"Don't ask, just a little more." Tang Hong helped Wu Jie unlock the mechanical lock on the seat: "I'll introduce you to the supernatural world. If you want to be golden red, I can recommend it for you."

"This……"

The incandescent lamp in the inquiry room was slightly hesitant to Wu Jie's face.

Tang Hong said with a smirk, "You first test the approximate level of willpower and whether you are qualified to join the extraordinary world."

After that.

Tang Hong took Wu Jie out of the inquiry room.

"Godhead."

A golden-red bowed salute on both sides of the door, a middle-aged man respectfully said, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Tang Hong asked: "Is there a skeletal device for testing will?"

"Some and some."

The middle-aged man showed the way to the two in front of him, and he couldn't help but adore his heart: "God-slayer, the regular shrine that you killed alone should exceed one hundred."

Tang Hong smiled slightly: "It's just a few hundred."

only?

The middle-aged man stung.

When did the oracle's unit of measure become a few?

Well, we do n’t understand, we dare not ask. It should be noted that this god-stealer, the unparalleled genius, has the name of the strongest consultant.

Suddenly.

The worship of middle-aged men is like an endless stream of rivers. It is indeed domineering to use the unit of measurement "only".

Tang Hong now has the same qualifications as Fang Nanxun before.

"correct."

Tang Hong stared at the middle-aged man: "Where are my other classmates?"

"According to practice, separate inquiries are made in other inquiry rooms." The middle-aged man said, "Since I learned that it may be a misunderstanding and that you intend to come in in person, everyone is careful, no one dares to deliberately make things difficult. You can ask this classmate Wu Jie ... "

"Yes, yes, I just ate three watermelons and it was still cold," Wu Jie said.

Tang Hong was speechless: "Just a few melons bought you."

Wu Jie chuckled: "Oh, oh, I'm going to scare to death, okay, I'll be particularly moved if I can eat watermelon."

Tang Hong looked at him with pity: "Ancient prisoners will have delicious food when they go to the execution yard ..."

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If lightning strikes his scalp, Wu Jie almost cries: "Tang, Tang, where are we going?"

"Let's test the willpower." Tang Hong looked at Wu Jie's shoulders with a sincere expression, smiling with a smile, and stretched his tone. "Now it's a legal society. Don't think about it, you know."

"I, I ... I understand."

Wu Jie was very cooperative and shivered, and the corners of his mouth twitched. When did Tang Hong like to scare people so much?

"It's all right now."

Tang Hong didn't want to frighten Wu Jie really, he patted Wu Jie's shoulder: "Last time, it was resolved by a phone call. This time I came here in person. What are you afraid of? Don't always think too much."

Wu Jie took a deep look at Tang Hong, took a few deep breaths, barely calmed his inner emotions.

"That one."

Wu Jie tried to stop and talk, and stopped and talked, his face tangled.

"Just say something."

"Well, why not ... let's delete each other's WeChat QQ friends and phone numbers." Wu Jie carefully observed Tang Hong's face and finally said.

Tang Hong's eyes changed little.

Tang Hong has become accustomed to a lonely life.

"can."

As usual, Tang Hong smiled slightly.

——

According to regulations, enquiries must be separated, but this time it is an exception.

"I heard that one is coming in person."

"My God, what relationship do these college students have with that person?"

One by one, nervous and looking excited.

On the seventh day, from north to south, a person almost walked all over the rivers and mountains, wherever he went, destroying the dead and killing the conventional god.

The golden idols!

The sky is shining!

The Transcendent App Forum has been exploding for many days.

Either enthusiastic or respectful, everyone in the room was excited: "Let ’s do it. After the transcript is done, let these students stay in the same room."

"Wash memory anyway."

"Yes. Kobayashi, go and get something delicious."

...

After a while.

Room with heater.

The temperature was very high, but his heart was cold. Zeng Li's sluggish eyes crossed the Xuan Li struggle, the female monitor, and the other two female classmates hugging each other in turn.

Zeng Li couldn't believe it: "Yes, UU reads www.uukanshu.com because of Wu Jie?"

"impossible."

"I know Wu Jie."

Zeng Li clenched his fists, worried for Wu Jie, why did Wu Jie have a criminal record?

College students have criminal records?

Impossible, if so, Wu Jie should be cleared by the school.

Click.

The door opened.

At the beginning, the lean young man with a grim, cold and indifferent leadership style carried a plate of butter tea.

"You have some tea and warm up."

The lean young man stooped, his style changed dramatically, his face was pleasing to his eyes, and he gave everyone a cup of hot butter tea.

He also kindly reminded: "It's hot, everyone drink slowly."

Locals in Xining district receive guests and often serve a cup of butter tea, which is a staple food, a drink, and the water that locals drink daily.

The production of butter tea is very laborious, and the butter inside is extracted from the milk of cow and sheep, and the heat is very high.

"Thank you, thank you." Zeng Li got surprised and moved to thank him.

All five were a little flattered.

after all……

Too much change.

It was as if the tens of thousands of glaciers and the chill wind suddenly turned into spring blossoms, dandelions floated, and there were people flying kites.

Zeng Li took a hot buttered tea and took a small sip: "We ..."

"The god-killers will come over." The thin young man rubbed his palms covered with calluses, and brought up the name of the god-killers. His expression was full of longing, as if worshipping a contemporary legend, telling a few people why.

"God-slayer?"

"our friends?"

Several people in Zeng Li looked at each other, completely shocked.

Who is the God of God?

Do we really know each other?