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Chapter 132 Not Class A

When Lingchu heard the words, he stood up and chuckled: "I didn't expect that this Zhao He has some tricks up his sleeve."

When Albert heard this, he looked at Lingchu thoughtfully. He didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes were complicated and he hesitated to speak.

When Lingchu saw this, he took the initiative and said, "Police officer, do you have anything to ask me?"

Albert hesitated for a moment and decided to follow his heart, "Yes, I have one thing that I want to ask Miss Ling. During the interrogation just now, Zhao He once collapsed. He said that he couldn't believe that he would

Folded in the hands of a little girl."

Zhao He was very worried about this matter.

While breaking down, he said that he had killed so many people and was a very powerful killer. He never thought that such a simple mission would fail.

I never thought that I would lose at the hands of a little girl.

He still doesn't understand why Lingchu appeared in front of him silently like a virtual projection, removed his gun so quickly, and counterattacked him.

He always felt that that speed was not what normal people should have.

He insisted that as long as he had two seconds, if he was given two seconds to react, or if he was allowed to hear Lingchu's breathing and heartbeat for a moment, he would not lose so miserably.

As long as there was a little breath or a delay of two seconds, he could guarantee that the person who fell to the ground was definitely Lingchu.

He cannot understand his failure.

After hearing him say this in an almost crazy way, Albert felt a strong sense of surprise in his heart.

When he saw Lingchu, the doubts in his heart reached their peak.

When Lingchu heard the words, he smiled obediently. As he walked out, he winked at Albert and said, "Police officer, have you ever thought that it is because he is old and his physical fitness is failing? His glorious deeds

, all things that happened when I was young

He is at least in his fifties or sixties now, right? Decreased physical fitness, slow movements, and the fact that he has not been able to do these things for many years may cause him to lose to me. After all, I am also an A-level warrior, not a piece of scrap metal.

, you think so?"

Albert: "..."

That seems to make sense.

but why……

He felt that it was not that simple.

Albert looked at the smiling Lingchu, who had already taken the initiative to walk out of the reception room.

Seeing this, Ling Fei and Zhang Huo also followed out.

Albert had no choice but to temporarily put away his gossip, looked at Ye Feng, and said politely: "Mr. Ye, you can leave."

Ye Feng stood up with a serious expression and walked out without saying a word.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at Albert, and asked in a low tone: "Are what you just said true?"

Albert was confused, "What?"

Ye Feng frowned: "Those crazy things Zhao He said."

Only then did Albert know what Ye Feng wanted to ask. He said oh and spread his hands, "I don't know if it's true, but those words were indeed said by Zhao He himself."

Hearing this, Ye Feng thanked him, turned around and left.

But my heart kept sinking.

If what Zhao He said is not crazy...

Lingchu's reaction ability and physical fitness are indeed not what ordinary A-level warriors should possess.

Ye Feng couldn't help but think that he was like this when he was in the restaurant. He was obviously an S-level warrior. Even if he had just awakened his talent, logically speaking, he couldn't lose so completely in front of Lingchu.

After all, this is an era that values ​​talent and bloodline.

Talent often determines everything.

Especially between A-class and S-class, there is an insurmountable gap.

There is no reason for him. He has no power to backfire in front of Ling Chu.

unless……

Lingchu's talent is not just A level.
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