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The first thousand three hundred and fifty-six chapters meet each other

chaos.

The lower realm began to turmoil.

The Elemental Realm also has Sandru as a troublemaker.

He had seen the Ruins Continent fall in the ocean of the real world.

There was a conflict among the survivors of the Xiliu Kingdom where he lived, and Xu Zhi's status was not stable, making it difficult to travel to other areas.

Xu Zhi felt that he was in such a chaotic environment for the first time.

The things we face and the environment we face are constantly changing.

While many people were still confused and unaware of what was going on, he saw some clues of the chaos.

This is not a peaceful and prosperous era. Under the cover of prosperity, there are all kinds of chaos.

No country escapes, and no one can escape this influence.

Whether you want to protect yourself or protect others, in this chaotic battle, you need luck, strength, and even more, the tone in your heart.

The courage to continue fighting.

Whether it is the jungle elf lord in the dream world, or a master-level ability in reality.

It's something to be proud of, but not something to be complacent about.

Hundreds of teams are competing against each other. He has taken a small step. There are still many people ahead of him and the road is long.

Chaan Chaan's mind gradually calmed down after he came to Xiliu Country, and Xu Zhi's martial arts skills that he had not practiced hard in recent months were unleashed in the small resettlement house.

Whether it's claws, sticks, or Qi skills, these abilities have not been wasted because of this.

Xu Zhi's inner energy flowed slowly, and his fists and feet vibrated slightly in the air from time to time, accompanied by soft sonic booms.

The more experiences you have, the more you will gain in cultivation. The more you experience, the more you will accumulate. Just like the accumulation of energy, you will continue to move forward in the direction of qualitative change.

When he was deep in thought, he heard someone knocking on the door very rhythmically.

"Is there anyone there? Is Mr. Bolipire here? I am Bolipire."

A pleasant female voice came from outside the door. It was in the extremely standard official language of Xiliu Country, as precise as the host of the TV station.

The other party's words made him a little confused, and Xu Zhi suddenly thought of the reporter from Shadiao Daily.

"Our president's daughter is also named Bolipierre."

Could it be that this is really a name clash? It is very easy for a single surname to conflict, such as Zhang Wei, Wang Wei, Wang Fang, Li Wei, Li Na, Wang Jing...

A quick search using the software for repeated names revealed that there are two to three hundred thousand people with the same names.

If it's three-character, it's a little less, and if it's four-character, it's even less.

But that doesn't mean it will come to your door.

The male Bolli Pianer and the female Bolli Piaol met and chatted. Xu Zhi refused in his heart to this kind of fate.

This is meaningless, he is not a ten or eight year old child, and he is still interested in this kind of double name.

哽噺繓赽奇奇奇奇影院盧|w~w~w.

Besides, his real name is Xu Zhi, and there are many people in Dongyue Kingdom with the same name as him.

Go quickly, go quickly.

No one is here.

"Mr. Bolipire, I heard your voice, open the door quickly. I am Bolipire, a reporter from Shadiao Daily. I think the topic of duplicate names is very interesting. Let's do a special issue of Daxiliu Duplicate Names.

Shadiao Daily Bar."

Topic with the same name.

Not interesting.

Be interviewed.

impossible.

Stay away from exposure and stay safe.

"I specially applied for an interview fund of 100,000 yuan, and I can give you 50,000 yuan."

"Please come in quickly."

Xu Zhi took a towel to cover his face and quickly opened the door.

No matter how boring the topic is, it will be interesting if you bring money.

Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, each item requires money to support.

Lacking the means to realize and convert money, and having no available assets from the Xiliu Kingdom, Xu has still relied on the disaster relief donation from Shadiao Daily for support.

Some money was exploited from Futou Moe and Hatoyama, but the high school students had very little money.

If all these Xiliu country banknotes are used up, Xu Zhi will have to rely on these younger brothers to collect protection fees to support himself.

Now that there is a chance to make money, he has to risk his skin to make money.

"I'm so happy to see a friend with the same name, especially a beautiful lady. It's incredible. Oh my God! Please take a seat."

The iron door opened, and a dignified-looking girl wearing a white dress came into view.

From silence to extreme passion.

Fifty thousand yuan seems to have made a very big difference.

The reporter's hand was still moving to knock on the door. She looked at Xu Zhi, who was wearing an Arab-style facial covering, and her expression was a little startled.

You can only see two eyes, what are you doing? With a thick towel on, you won't have to worry about breathing difficulty.

The journalist's professional qualities allowed her to recover quickly, and she began to look at Xu Zhi's small resettlement house.

The room is extremely standardized, neat and orderly, and this man Bolli Piaol seems to have pretty good living habits.

Having the same name and surname is not a shame.

"Mr. Pian'er, the decoration on your head is a bit strange."

"Hahaha, the sea breeze blows too much, and the skin on my face is dry and chapped. I need to moisturize it."

Xu Zhi followed the nonsense without blushing and glanced briefly at the cameraman wearing a sunhat behind him.

The interview was taken casually. Don't mess around with photos and records. As long as the camera is turned on, he can only maintain this look and moisturize during the entire interview.

"You are really good at taking care of your skin, and your style of doing it is very special."

Looking at Xu Zhi's white hands, Bolli Pianer compared them with his own.

I am fair-skinned, while the other person is mutton-fat and nephrite, there is no comparison at all.

Total defeat.

"If you are interested, you can also try it. This is the maintenance secret of our children in the harbor. Most people don't know, by the way, how long the interview will last."

Xu Zhi was very concerned about the issue of the interview. It was a good thing to get money after the interview, so he had to figure it out.

Sha Diao Daily is truly a bodhisattva who saves people in need and gives them whatever they need.

"Ah, interview, let's start the interview. Can you take the towel off your head?"

"cannot."

"What if I add fifty thousand?"

"A man, if you say you can't, you can't." Xu Zhi finished his sentence and whispered: "If you are willing to pay more, turn off the camera first and promise not to take pictures. I can still take off the towel."

"Brother, please turn off the camera equipment quickly. I'm very curious about what people with the same name look like."

Bolifilm waved to the man taking the camera, and the man grunted and turned the camera off again.

A long towel turned over, and the face wrapped under the towel emerged.

"Yeah, you..."

"Fuck."

From the Arab face to the bright one, Bolipe looked at each other and felt that the room became brighter.

The person in front of me is not the refined type, but he is an extremely attractive type.

Bolipe's face turned red as he watched, and just as he made a slightly exclamatory sound, he heard a "fuck" behind him, and the iron door quickly closed.

"Xu...Xu Zhi, why did you come to us?"

The man taking the camera took off the sun hat on his head and looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"Bolivar, your family runs a daily newspaper?"

Xu Zhi looked at Bolivar speechlessly. When he introduced his family, he didn't mention which small newspaper he owned.

Sha Diao Daily is very normal in Xiliu Kingdom. It takes courage to introduce it in Dongyue. No wonder I didn’t reveal it directly at the time.

Bolivar wanted to use this newspaper to expose the facts when he died on the battlefield, but Xu Zhi felt that it would become a popular joke if it was published in the daily newspaper.

How can this kind of newspaper ruin other people's reputation?

Bolivar also looked at Xu Zhi speechlessly, pretending to use his sister's name, and he didn't know whether it was a slap in the face or a direct mistake. Now Xu Zhi doesn't even dare to use his real name, fearing that he will sneak away and escape.

The two of them asked each other, leaving the real Bolivar aside to dry.

"My master is in Kip Town today, you'd better not go out and run around."

"What?"

The only person with some gaps in the Xiliu Kingdom is Yuanzong Bokong. He would not have killed him if he had not taken the formal route to get here, but after learning the information, he would suffer a lot of pain and use it to redeem people from the Yan family.


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