Chapter 169: Special Affairs Bureau

The person in charge of the Special Affairs Bureau is a middle-aged man of slightly chubby build.

He wears black-rimmed glasses, smiles all day long, and his surname is Wu; his name is Wu Xing.

His nickname is Wu Lao San; how this nickname came about is unknown, but some old hands in the bureau privately call him that.

Since the aurora phenomenon that illuminated half the sky in Xia Jing a few days ago, his sparse hair has fallen out even more.

Afterwards, they rushed to the scene to conduct an investigation.

In the following days, Wan Ji City remained in turmoil; besides the wounded being sent back to their countries one after another, countless soldiers were patrolling back and forth to screen suspicious persons, and anyone who could not prove their identity was immediately arrested.

Fan Jin thanked the Shopkeeper, expressing gratitude for the care shown during this period; outside the Huixian Lou, the carriages of the Fenghua Academy were fully prepared, looking ready to depart at any moment.

Lian Fangzhou even sneered inwardly; hearing that voice, goosebumps rose all over his body.

Indeed, if what is inside here were known to others, it would surely drive everyone mad. Gu Mo frowned; he and Yun Xiang had been studying how to open the jade eye slip these past days and had not yet had time to deal with this matter. It seems a careful arrangement is still needed.

Hearing Long Qi speak so insolently, the Hall Spirit truly wanted to kick him out at once; damn it, you don't want the inheritance of the Spirit Sect, but you want that inheritance?

For a long, long time, Long Qi stopped sweating, and Li Er finally felt relieved, letting out a long breath; after waiting for a long while without Long Qi waking up, Li Er actually fell asleep peacefully.

Upon hearing this, Sikong Zhanghua still dared not raise his head; he simply turned around instinctively and walked away shakily amidst the disgusted gazes of everyone.

"How to do it is your business; I am only a Physician." Jun Wu Xie looked at Mo Qian Yuan calmly.

"Gulp." Fang Ye swallowed the blood with a metallic taste; he stared fixedly at the Cyan Light Silver Moon Wolf King.

Unfortunately, when the soul-hand of Rong Lao reached out, everyone's figures seemed to freeze right there.

"Hehehe! Audience friends, next we're going to play with the Internet-Addiction Old Man! Which person on the opposite side do you want to see turn into a snail?" Shang Jin shifted his black eye sockets, and that cheap smile appeared on his face again.

As a result, Zhong Ji picked up the knife, became the Assistant Governor of Zhao Guo's Lizhou, and was overjoyed; as a result, Ji Ping put away the knife, fled from Ye Du, and died without a place to be buried.

Qin Zheng suddenly opened his eyes; a pair of crimson-gold pupils flashed within them. If this level of fragrance is effective even for a gene warrior like him, does that not mean it could be used as a poison for ambushes?

"Master, the appointed time with the head of the Rockefeller family has arrived..." the servant reminded, his tone still very nervous; the head least liked people who interrupted his thinking.

Ahem, don't misunderstand; Brother Hao didn't agree just to get a double flight; absolutely not; I am not that kind of person.

At this moment, a burst of light suddenly emerged from the peak of Hell Peak; Su Ni and more than a dozen others filed out one by one, their faces pale; after coming out, they all sat on the ground, panting heavily.

If Zhang Lu was excited, then the other protagonist of the Yizhou Inspectorate, Liu Bei, his emotions were not nearly that high.

However, after seeing He Zheng change direction, that figure paused slightly, seeming somewhat puzzled as to why He Zheng changed direction; could it be that he wanted to find a place to fight to the death?

Hong Tian's mind relaxed; the next moment, he felt the speed of the big fish increase to its limit, instantly arriving before the three big fish.

The room door was not fully closed; he peered through the crack, and his eyes immediately went straight.

Jesse deliberately straightened his body and stepped out of the formation; the expression on his face was extremely stiff, trying to put on an air of supreme cold arrogance, but in fact, a large patch of cold sweat had already formed on his back.