"Bah, these bitches."

Wang Zhong looked at the backs of Xiao Wangshu and the others and spat out with a look of contempt on his face.

Lin Beichen glanced at him and said, "Old Wang, your behavior just now was a bit abnormal."

Wang Zhongyi said angrily: "Master, you may have forgotten, but I clearly remember that these grandsons are not good birds. Back then, they all came to compliment me like grandsons. When I saw me, I looked like I was watching

He was like his own father, but after something happened to him, he hid away without even seeing his shadow... My name, my old slave, has the word "loyalty" in it, and I can't stand it because I can't stand this kind of unfaithfulness and unrighteousness.

Villain."

"Are they really my dad's friends?"

Lin Beichen asked.

Wang Zhong nodded matter-of-factly and said: "Are they worthy? These guys all talk loudly and appear to be concerned about the country and the people, but in fact they are full of tricks. The master did have some contact with them at the beginning, but later he saw it clearly.

They just keep a respectful distance... Young Master, I warned you from the beginning because I was afraid that you would be deceived by these old foxes."

Lin Beichen laughed: "I didn't realize it, you bitch is quite loyal..."

Wang Zhong immediately smiled with a low eyebrow and said: "That is, in my name Wang Zhong..."

Lin Beichen flew up with a kick and said: "Stop talking nonsense, bring it here."

Wang Zhong pretended to be astonished and said: "What?"

"money."

Lin Beichen sneered and said: "You bitch, don't pretend to be with me. I asked you to take Xiaobai's card and go to Wanshenglou to order food. You really didn't deduct any money, did you? Give it all to me.

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Wang Zhong was stunned and had no choice but to take out the one hundred gold coins hidden in his crotch.

"Also, take them all out."

Lin Beichen deliberately committed fraud.

Wang Zhong flattered and said with a smile: "Master, you really have a sharp eye. I can't deceive you..." He took out ten gold coins from his boots.

Lin Beichen was immediately speechless.

This is a gold coin with flavor.

"Take it and wash it and give it to me."

He laughed and cursed.

Wang Zhong cried mournfully, took one hundred and ten coins, and went to the kitchen to clean them, secretly wondering in his heart.

That’s not right, didn’t the young master drink too much?”

Just now, I went crazy with alcohol and scolded the old dog Xiao Wangshu away. Why do I still remember so clearly about the gold coins?

…

Lin Beichen returned to the bedroom to sober up.

Today's banquet made him feel as if he had returned to the days when he was a student on Earth, when he graduated from high school. After the college entrance examination, everyone ate, drank, sang and sang K, hugged each other and cried, then ambitiously rushed to university campuses across the country, and began to work harder

A coquettish life.

I miss you so much.

He lay on the bed and turned on his mobile phone.

Because the non-attributed mysterious energy in the body has increased, reaching about the level of the third-level warrior state, the data flow is barely enough, so some software in the mobile phone has resumed operation, and you can continue to practice.

Only the [Fish-Dragon Transformation] app for practicing the Xuanxin method runs slowly, and the practice effect is far inferior to before. I don’t know why this phenomenon occurs.

"The Magic Camera app is not very useful in daily practice, and the in-app charges are too cheating..."

Lin Beichen is now so poor that it can be described as "the wind blows in the crotch," and he can no longer afford to play such a high-end krypton gold app, so he just closed it and threw it aside and ignored it.

"The cultivation of the Phaseless Sword Bone has been stagnant for too long. Next, we need to find a way to find the follow-up cultivation secrets in order to continue to improve the physical strength."

"There are also shortcomings in the spiritual cultivation method."

"However, now that my profound energy cultivation has greatly declined, my sword fighting skills and body skills such as [Moon Sword Technique], [Flower Moon Sword Technique] and so on are still barely adequate."

"I wonder what Shinto combat skills Chief Priest Qin can teach me after I develop my divine power. Ye Weiyang's sword wings are shining and windy, and the effect of showing off is very good. You can also fly. It would be great if you could teach him to me."

Lin Beichen sorted through the software on his phone and gradually came up with some ideas.

This investigation team incident served as a wake-up call to Lin Beichen.

This world is really in crisis.

No matter how low-key you are, how harmless you are, and how harmless you are, there will always be some blind people who come to trouble you for various inexplicable reasons.

You still have to be stubborn.

But the prerequisite for surviving to the end is that you must have the capital to turn around and counterattack.

Therefore, although he still has a salty mentality, Lin Beichen's ambition to improve martial arts practice is more urgent than before because of this vigilance.

As for that Wei Mingchen?

Anyway, Lin Beichen didn't really think about snatching someone else's fiancée. He also promised the Ling family not to bother her anymore. At worst, he would give up when the time came. It wasn't a big deal. There was no need to be tough.

As for Bai Haiqin's death, just blame it on the master of the sword, Jun Dashen.

If this peerless genius from Baiyun City insists on embarrassing me, Fat Tiger, then he can borrow hundreds of thousands of gold coins from Bai Yiyun, the little rich woman's "master's shot fee", and then use his backhand to get a god on his body and send him directly to his master.

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Lin Beichen didn't panic at all.

Unknowingly, Lin Beichen fell asleep peacefully.

…

In the next few days, everything was calm in Yunmeng City.

The award ceremony for the Prodigy Contest will be officially held two days later after preparations have been made again.

Witnessed by the citizens of the whole city, Lin Beichen reached the pinnacle of glory.

He stood at the top of the podium with the first place result, received the most awards, and enjoyed the applause like a roaring mountain and tsunami. In addition to the Tianjiao Token, he also had a four-star sword skill book [

Skyfall], a black stone weighing one kilogram, and 500 gold coins.

The rest of the people, such as the other four members of [Liucai Jewelry and Jade], as well as geniuses such as Wang Xinyu, Ye Weiyang, Xiao Binggan, Cangshan Xue, Su Xiaoyan, etc., all received their own rewards. Some failed to enter the top ten in the individual arena. The students have divided up the [Greatest Improvement Award], [The Most Stable Mentality Award], [The Best Appearance Award], [The Most Disciplined Award] and other weird awards. The gold content is naturally far less than those formal awards, but it is worse than nothing. Everyone is happy.

Some people laugh and others cry.

Compared with the Third Junior College, which made a lot of money, the fate of the old rival Sixth College was miserable. It lost all its popularity. Not only could it not win the award, but it was mercilessly punished by the Education Department for cheating with Cao Potian.

Place name criticism.

Fat Pig Instructor Qiu Tian died in Temple Square that day.

Several others participated in the investigation team's persecution of Yunmeng students, but they also failed to escape trial.

He lost a grade director and several of his own teachers, his reputation fell into the dust, and he was also completely disqualified from participating in the next Tianjiao Competition. A series of blows made the "already not wealthy family of the Sixth College even worse"

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It can be said that the situation is over.

In the extremely lively atmosphere, this awards ceremony for the most talented people to compete for hegemony finally came to a happy and perfect ending. The good guys were rewarded and the bad guys were punished.

If I had to find a flaw, it would be that Ling Chen, who used to be known as Yunmeng City's top genius, did not attend this award ceremony - in fact, since he 'lost' to Han Fulai in the personal arena battle, this The bright and unparalleled beautiful girl completely disappeared from the public eye.

The award ceremony without this man of the hour is like a crown that strives for perfection without the brightest pearl, which is a bit regretful.

While the citizens were still immersed in the afterglow of the grand celebration, Han Fuhua had already embarked on his journey to the northern frontline.

evening.

The sea breeze blows on my face.

Lin Beichen, Mi Ruyan, Yue Hongxiang and Bai Yiyun made a special trip to Yunmeng Port to see their friends off.

Han Fuhua, who was wearing a light armored military uniform, looked heroic and calm, giving the impression that he was a veteran who had been in the army for many years. He stood on the deck of the Taijin-class battleship and faced Lin Beichen and others. People wave goodbye.

Going to the northern front line with Han Fuhua, there were three hundred other newly recruited young soldiers with different backgrounds, including fourteen-year-old boys from various major colleges, as well as some outstanding young people from Yunmeng City.

They are all good men with hot blood flowing in their bodies. They responded to the empire's call and rushed to the front line to protect their homes and country.

Lin Beichen felt ashamed.

"Are you really going to stop thinking about it?"

Ling Chi stood next to Lin Beichen, seizing the last chance and persuading him: "Although your profound energy cultivation is temporarily disabled, your physical strength is tyrannical. The battlefield in the north is the vast world where you can unleash your talent and glory. You will never leave." In three years, you will be able to recreate your father's heroic appearance... You have the appearance of a god of war."

Lin Beichen chuckled: "Unless I let your sister marry me."

This is just a joke to say the least.

Lingchi naturally understood.

He sighed and said, "I hope one day you won't regret your choice today."

Lin Beichen said nothing more.

"Brother, you must be careful. Mom and I are at home, waiting for you to come back."

A little girl of eleven or twelve years old, with two braids, shiny hair, wheat complexion, wearing a very simple cotton robe with more than a dozen patches of different colors, large and small patches, fine stitches, and the clothes were washed. It's very clean, and there are some white burrs on the edges of the clothes.

She was bouncing and waving, reluctantly waving to the battleship.

The little girl's face is somewhat similar to Han Fuhua's. Her skin is slightly dark, so she can't be considered beautiful, but her facial features are straight and delicate.

"She is Han Fuhua's younger sister."
To be continued...