Chapter 523: Ying Yiren

"I was really blinded by Bao'er's matter."

Xu San smiled and shook his head, throwing this unreliable guess out of his mind.

Who is President Zhao?

That is a person who has truly experienced great storms and waves and can talk directly to the state's high-level officials.

How could a young man under twenty like Zhang Jie have this kind of temperament?

Unless he is like what is written in those storybooks, possessed by an old monster,

or he transmigrated and was reborn decades or hundreds of years later.

However, how could this be possible?

Although the extraordinary each have their own wonders, things like possession and rebirth simply do not exist.

If there really was such an ability, the extraordinary world could not be so peaceful, and the people above would probably not tolerate it...

Zhang Jie didn't know that the aura he revealed for a moment made Xu San have so many wild thoughts,

he was currently hailing a taxi to rush to Nanbukai University where Zhang Chulan was studying.

Very coincidentally, this driver was the master who sent him here before.

"Guest, we meet again."

The driver said with a smile.

Well, Zhang Jie determined that this driver didn't find a single, and was wandering around nearby, so he ran into him again.

This is really a sad story...

It's only 201X, and the taxi business has already started to be sluggish?

Nanbukai University, on the 4th bed of Room 404 of the sophomore dormitory building, Zhang Chulan tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

"Chulan, why are you sleeping at noon? Get up and have fun!"

Seeing him tossing and turning on the bed, his roommate who was playing games enthusiastically invited him.

"Forget it, you guys play."

Zhang Chulan waved his hand weakly.

The things that happened in the past two days really made him a bit exhausted.

Especially the crazy woman who first pretended to be his half-sister and then dug up his grandfather's grave.

"Then you have a good rest."

The roommate who was rejected was not annoyed and continued to invest in the "battle" in his hands.

Of course, in order not to disturb Zhang Chulan's rest, he still put on headphones with a sense of public morality,

and did not let the broadcast sounds of First Blood, Double Kill, Triple Kill,

Unstoppable, Legendary,

or "You have been slain" come out.

"Speaking of which, that crazy woman is still quite beautiful."

Thinking of that face that was not powdered but peerlessly beautiful, Zhang Chulan suddenly felt his cheeks getting a bit hot.

Especially those big eyes that were black and white, as if they could talk...

With restrictions on his body, he couldn't even do handiwork, and Zhang Chulan, who had accumulated anger in his chest for more than ten years,

and had nowhere to vent, only felt a ball of fire burning in his chest.

*Slap! *

*'Zhang Chulan, wake up, that crazy woman almost dug up your grandfather's grave, she is your irreconcilable enemy!'*

Zhang Chulan was very ashamed of his thoughts and slapped himself hard on the face.

"Chulan, what are you doing?"

Zhang Chulan didn't hold back much with this slap, and the huge movement startled even the roommate who was addicted to games.

"It's nothing, I'm hitting a mosquito."

Zhang Chulan casually found a reason.

"Mosquito, do we still have mosquitoes in our dormitory?"

The roommate was a bit confused.

In order not to let these annoying pests come to disturb them, their dormitory raised funds,

and bought several bottles of floral water with heavy money, and they didn't skimp when using it,

now the air in the dormitory is filled with the smell of floral water.

What kind of mosquito can still fly out and bite people in such an environment?

"Maybe the floral water is expired?"

Zhang Chulan didn't blink and put a black pot on the head of the floral water.

"Damn profiteer!

I must go to him next time to have a good theory, how dare he sell expired floral water to us!

Has his conscience been eaten by Da Huang?"

The roommate's expression became gnashing his teeth, and he sternly accused the black-hearted profiteer.

Well, Da Huang is the name of a Chinese rural dog raised by his family.

He didn't doubt that Zhang Chulan was lying.

On one hand, they have been roommates for so long, he knows Zhang Chulan's character, and he has credibility.

On the other hand, why would that person pay such a high price to tell such a small lie?

After that slap, most of Zhang Chulan's face was as red as a monkey's butt.

The money for a few bottles of floral water clearly wasn't worth Zhang Chulan paying such a price.

"Maybe the boss didn't know either."

Zhang Chulan whispered to excuse the boss who took the blame.

He didn't want his roommate to have a conflict with the boss who sold the floral water because of the lie he told.

"Listen to you, then try it for another night."

The roommate thought about it, and it seemed to be the case; didn't that person say that practice is the only criterion for testing problems?

Zhang Chulan is currently the only evidence, what if there is such a mosquito that is gifted and not afraid of floral water?

Better wait and see if there are any mosquitoes attacking tonight, and then decide whether to go to the boss for theory.

"Phew~"

Zhang Chulan, who solved this problem, breathed a sigh of relief.

*'Told a lie, and have to tell more lies to cover it up.'*

He felt a bit emotional in his heart.

*'Hiss~'*

But the next second, the severe pain from his cheek made him unable to think about such philosophical questions.

He didn't hold back much with the slap just now, and his cheek started to swell.

Under the severe pain, he hurriedly followed the family's mental method, silently operating Qi,

and transported the Qi in the dantian qi sea to the acupoints on his cheek.

"Phew!"

As soon as the Qi arrived, Zhang Chulan felt his cheek as if it were soaked in a hot spring,

warm but not hot, the pain dissipated by more than half in a while, and even the edema began to dissipate.

*'This ability is too powerful!'*

Feeling the powerful effect of Qi, Zhang Chulan felt cold in his heart.

He finally understood why his grandfather taught him tirelessly when he was young,

absolutely not to show this power in front of others,

and after he couldn't help but use this power to beat up a kid who provoked him,

immediately took his father and him to move, and never returned to that place again.

Once this power is exposed to the eyes of those with intentions, what will await him?

Will it be sliced and studied?

Or will it be imprisoned, serving them, never seeing the light of day?

Or will it be tortured, tortured for how this power was obtained and practiced?

Thinking of these tragic endings, Zhang Chulan felt a chill.

He became more and more clear about the sentence his grandfather taught: "We are aliens hidden in the crowd!" ===== CHAPTER 524 =====

Thinking of these tragic ends, Zhang Chulan felt a sudden chill.

He became increasingly clear about the sentence his grandfather taught him: "We are the extraordinary ones hidden among the crowd!"