"Langren?"

A call came from the corridor.

"here I am."

Langren responded.

A little head poked out, like a little cheetah out of its cave in the wild. He looked around and saw two people covered in blood sitting on the side. One of them was Langren, and then the little man ran over quickly.

"Familiar? When did you call me?"

"Before the fight begins."

Berson arrived at Langren's side within a few seconds and saw that Langren's right arm was missing a lot of flesh and blood. Without saying a word, he took out a bottle of medicine from his own space and poured it on his arm injury.

"hiss--"

The pain was not much different from when I was injured, but it only lasted for a moment, and then it felt warm and numb.

When Qiao Jiang looked at the bottle, he secretly sighed that it belonged to a wealthy family.

This potion is a war preparation, and it was just developed not long ago, so just one bottle is available.

"You will pay me back in the future."

Person said something angrily, causing Qiao Jiang next door to spit out something, which made Person think he was about to die from his injuries.

"Hey, no, no, no, no, I can't afford to pay you back. It's just a minor injury, a flesh wound. It's fine."

Qiao Jiang hurriedly raised his hand to stop Person from twisting the lid.

"real?"

After receiving a positive reply, Person took the two bottles, used and unused, back to the space warehouse.

Then he asked Langren: "Are there any survivors?"

"No, they are all dead. Some of them are quite far away. You put these away and I will take you there after I take a rest."

"You are the first person to let corpses pile up in my spatial warehouse."

Bosenpi buried his grievance with a smile, then went to throw the corpses one by one into the ripples in the air.

Despite his small stature, he is also a C-level psychic. Otherwise, how would he be able to carry a large pulse rifle?

Looking at the person cleaning up the mess, Qiao Jiang frowned, as if he remembered something.

"Is that Berson from the Bai family?"

Langren glanced at him in surprise.

"You recognize it now?"

"This characteristic is already very obvious. Anyone at level C or above in the organization will remember the characteristics of these people."

Langren knew the scope of these people he was referring to.

"After you had coffee with me last time, I felt that the probability you said was too low, so I went to find someone the next day to ask for more help. They happened to come to Huatong that day, so I asked him.

Who knew today would go so smoothly."

"This is also called smoothness? This is called perfection, okay! Who knew that you brat was so insidious that you could come up with such a trick."

Qiao Jiang shook his head with emotion. If he was allowed to come, he would only use the two people he had originally agreed to fight against this B-level. Who knew that Langren would cut the opponent's eyes with a few cuts, and he would be disabled for eight or nine years?

points of strength.

"No matter what, I still have to give credit to your acting skills. You are worthy of being a senior second- and fifth-year-old boy. Lang is willing to be inferior to you."

"Young master is so weird and eccentric, how can I be better than you? I heard people from the branch said that you have been acting like this for a year?"

"Then thank the actor for the favor. Let's be good to each other."

Langren also doesn’t deny that business is exaggerating.

...

"Come back? This is...the C-level high-end combat power you mentioned?"

Xing Junhao looked at the weak stranger covered in blood being supported by Lang Ren, and he didn't believe it.

"Yes, that's him. His telekinetic power is comparable to B-level, but the range is not very large. But he is a little weak now. You will know when he gets some rest."

Langren nodded.

"Xing Junhao?"

And Qiao Jiang recognized this arrogant man with long flowing hair and many eye-catching decorations on his body at a glance.

"Yo? Do you recognize me? At least your status is not very low. Hey, let me tell you, Langren, you are just a teenager. Why are your friends also being misled?"

"What do you mean, just because I'm the second-fifth kid? It doesn't seem to be the same as what you said? Which one of you here is not the second-fifth kid who broke away from the original organization?"

As soon as Langren finished speaking, the air fell silent.

"Aren't we like-minded comrades? How can we tell the difference between you and me?"

Seeing that something was wrong, Langren hurriedly added a supplementary sentence.

After a long time... everyone sighed at the same time.

"Sigh... I'll leave this person to you first. I have to go back."

Langren threw Qiao Jiang to Man Hongzheng, who was silent, and handed his arm to Bosen for bandage.

"How is your discussion with Luo Zeyue going?"

Person thought for a moment and said nothing.

Langren looked strangely at Qi Song, who was trying to smoke, but Xing Junhao stopped him and confiscated the cigarette box.

He found that Langren was looking at him, and after thinking about what Langren had just said, he suddenly realized.

"Luo Zeyue let us make our own choice. Bo Sen wanted to go back and assassinate the puppet and be himself again, but Man Hongzheng disagreed because even if they look the same, he didn't want to kill Ruimeng's puppet, so we are now in a stalemate here."

"impossible."

Langren rejected the idea outright, and suddenly the gauze on his hand tightened, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Why?"

Bai Sen clutched the gauze and looked into Langren's eyes.

"You... let go!! Oops... I was the one who killed that Luo Zeyue. I still don't know why? How confident are you that you can kill someone who is protected by yourself? Dozens of C-level people

The guards have to face your automatic turrets. The opponent also has a separate B-class guard. Coupled with Luo Zeyue's death, the Procuratorate is even more sensitive to this. Who knows how many secret guards they have added to these puppets?

, just waiting for you to go."

"Then you also succeeded, didn't you?"

"I have two or five young men... Ahem, Xing Junhao, and Chang Lao are the internal agents. Do you have them? Do you have people who are so trusted by you and believe in you? If so, you won't just

I'm here alone. Look, Man Hongzheng is here."

When Bai Sen listened to Langren's words, his little head gradually dropped, feeling very frustrated.

"But, I'm worried about my family..."

"Sigh... nothing will happen in the short term. We still have time. Although the Procuratorate has intervened in this matter, they are also under their noses. So I think... nothing will happen to your family for the time being.

Unless the inspection bureau is all theirs.”

Langren sighed and comforted him slowly.

He went out to do tasks in the morning, and Langren returned to the bar in the afternoon.

Hiding the gauze on his arm under his sleeve, carefully avoiding collision, Langren went up to the second floor.

Suddenly there was a sound of wind behind him. Langren quickly turned his body to one side and turned his right arm to the front. The hand behind him directly hit his pipa bone, which made him shudder and hurt.

"Langren...what's wrong?"

Mo Hui was originally very excited, but Langren's move made him a little confused.

Langren shook his head and said it was okay.

"Has the scene been inspected?"

Langren took the initiative to bring up the banned drug case.

"Oh, both the person and the banned drugs were taken to the Procuratorate and handed over to a new prosecutor who came to help temporarily. He is quite beautiful."

"Isn't that the end of the matter? I'll treat you to a drink tonight, maybe downstairs."

"Okay, I'll tell Tian Enting later. By the way, the prosecutor has listened to our written confessions and seems to be quite interested in you. She will also come tonight."

"That's okay..."
Chapter completed!