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Kyoto, General Administration of Law Enforcement, Temporary Preparatory Office of Special Universities.

Director Yuan Benchu ​​was calmly looking at the materials handed over by the various branches, while Yan Zhenyue, the deputy director standing next to him, was roaring incompetently.

"What? The location of this training camp is set to be in Handong? Yuan Datou, where is Handong City?"

Yuan Benchu ​​put the dossier in his hand on the table, pointed to the map of Huaguo hanging on the wall behind him and said:

"A super second-tier city, the capital of Hanzhou Province, known as the thoroughfare of nine provinces."

"Hey! I don't know what these high-level executives are thinking. They all said that they plan to be in Kyoto, and they have to change the location temporarily."

Yuan Benchu ​​opened the thermos cup and took a sip of hot tea:

"Swallow, plan, plan... and didn't say that it must be in the capital.

The high-level decision must have their considerations. As a soldier and the principal of Huaguo Special Military University, the only thing you can do is obey. "

The Law Enforcement Bureau was originally affiliated to the National Defense Agency, and it was considered a part of the Chinese army, but it was slightly higher than ordinary military units.

"Soldiers take obeying orders as their bounden duty. Of course I know. I just don't understand why we should abandon the existing equipment in Kyoto and spend more manpower, material and financial resources to go to Handong with great fanfare." Yan Zhenyue wrinkled brow.

"Don't worry, with the efficiency of our logistics department, a university can be built almost in one night."

"Okay!" Yan Zhenyue nodded helplessly. "So... do you still have liquid bombs? Give me a bottle."

"Get out! This is the office area, no drinking is allowed, don't force me to make mistakes with you!"

Because of the strict control over alcohol in the barracks, the officers have a nickname for the precious beer - "liquid bomb".

Hearing this, Yan Zhenyue was not annoyed, but said with a hippie smile.

"Big head, if you don't give me wine, I'll let the entire Law Enforcement Bureau know tomorrow that their chief secretly watched the elder sister of the village chief's house take a bath when she was a child..."

"Shut up!" Yuan Benchu ​​was so frightened that he quickly stopped, took out a bottle of "Snowflake" from the compartment of the desk and threw it over.

Yan Zhenyue took the beer happily and did not forget to make a promise.

"Don't worry, chief, I'm the strictest."

Yuan Benchu: "..."

Strict fart! You have a big mouth!

Now half of the Law Enforcement Bureau already knows about this...

……

Kyoto City, foot washing city.

Inside the luxurious VIP box.

A chubby man in a bathrobe was staring at his cell phone secretly sad.His eyes were slightly red, as if he had just cried.

At the door of the VIP room, stood ten burly bodyguards in black, each wearing sunglasses, standing behind the door expressionlessly.

And in front of them, stood a... bald butler wearing a suit and a monocle?!

The bald butler bent slightly, and spoke to the little fat man in a gentle tone that was very inconsistent with his appearance.

"Master, there is no grass anywhere in the world, why bother to fall in love with a single flower, don't be too sad, hurt your body, the Zhuge family's great cause is still waiting for you to inherit!"

At this moment, the door of the VIP box was slammed open, and Zhuge Yuyan also walked in, holding a simple cowhide envelope exuding the brilliance of stars in her hand.

The bald butler also bowed slightly to her and said respectfully.

"Miss."

"Hmm... what's wrong with this fat man?" Zhuge Yuyan looked at the red-eyed Zhuge Fatty and asked curiously.

"Hush! Miss, keep your voice down." The bald butler said in a low voice, suppressing his voice. "The young master just broke up in love, you can enlighten him, but don't mention it, I'm afraid he will be stimulated."

"Oh!" Zhuge Yuyan cautiously nodded in agreement, then turned her head and said to her brother.

"Fatty man, I heard you were dumped?"

Bald: "..."

When Zhuge Pangdun heard this, he cried even more sadly.

"Woooooooooooo..."

Hearing her brother's grief-stricken cries, Zhuge Yuyan turned a deaf ear to it, and instead put the notice on the tea table in front of him.

"By the way, this is the admission notice of Huaguo Special Military University. Dad asked me to send it to you. The address is in Handong. Remember to report it on time."

"No, no! I, Zhuge Jun, would cry to death. If I jumped from here, I would definitely not be able to go to college!" Zhuge Jun said, poking his neck.

"Oh?" Zhuge Yuyan began to seduce Zhuge Pangdun, "I heard that the ratio of male to female in this university is 3:7, and there are many beautiful women, and the clothes are also very cool. Are you sure you don't want to go?"

Zhuge Pangdun put down his phone, picked up the notice on the coffee table, and said to the bald butler.

"Uncle An, book me a ticket for the nearest flight."

Handong... Sister, I'm coming!

……

Guangdong Province, Guangzhou-Shenzhen City.

A young man with a handsome appearance, wearing a tattered army green camouflage uniform, shuttled through the streets and alleys on a broken tricycle with peeling paint.

And there was a big horn installed on his tricycle, and there were bursts of loud sounds.

"Collect the rags, collect the old and rags!"

"Scrap copper, rotten iron cans, old books, old newspapers and scraps of paper!"

"Collect the trash!"

"Recycling old furniture, old color TVs, washing machines and dryers."

"Take old mobile phones at a high price, exchange old mobile phones for kitchen knives, old mobile phones for pots, and old mobile phones for scissors!"

"Collect ~ tattered ~!"

Just as he was staring at Po Sanlun strenuously, a rough voice suddenly came from the invisible earphone.

"Shen Qingshan, where the hell did you go?"

"Boss, I'm selling scraps in an urban village!"

"Call me Chief."

"Yes, Director, I'm selling scraps in a village in the city!"

"Why are you running away when you have nothing to do? Are you full?"

"Director, didn't you say that there are strange haunts near the village in the city, and you asked me to come and investigate?"

"Oh, I forgot, come back quickly, the Huaguo Special Military University is about to start, come back and get ready."

"Okay, Chief."

"Call me boss."

"...Okay, boss."

This damned Ouyang skinny! Shen Qingshan hung up the phone cursing.

In fact, when Shen Qingshan first entered the Law Enforcement Bureau, he also acted like he was number one in heaven and number two in the world.

But soon, the cruel director told him with his fist why the flowers were so red...

After a while, Shen Qingshan pedaled a tricycle, turned the corner of the street, and entered a waste recycling station.

"Boss, sell scrap!"

"Come on!" A middle-aged man in a blue smock came out.

However, when he glanced at the torn pieces of paper and cans on Wang Yang's tricycle, his face changed instantly.

"This waste is too little, we don't accept it."

"In addition to this waste, there is also this tricycle, a total of 180, how about it?" Shen Qingshan patted the tricycle and said.

Hearing this, the eyes of the boss, who was originally not very interested, lit up.

You know, even if these broken three wheels are sold as scrap copper and rotten iron, they are worth a lot of money.

Thinking of this, he handed Shen Qingshan a dozen of small bills, and said in a pleasant manner.

"Little boy, it's one hundred and eighty, you post it and I'll post it too!"

Shen Qingshan rolled his eyes in disdain: "No, why aren't you one hundred and ninety? Hey often dog!"

"Okay, okay, it's not easy for you to collect waste products, make a friend, 180 five yuan, here you are." The boss said, took out another five yuan note from his pocket, and handed it over.

Shen Qingshan walked out of the garbage recycling plant, put the banknotes in his pocket, looked at the blue sky, and began to look forward to the wonderful life of the university.

This time I went to Huaguo Special Military University to study. Most of the students there are either rich or expensive, and they must be some people who are stupid and have a lot of money.

I want to take advantage of this opportunity to make a good fortune!

……

Mount Wutai, Shaolin Temple.

The sound of Buddha is lingering, and the sandalwood is dense.

In a quaint wooden house, a young monk wearing cassock is sitting on the futon, concentrating on knocking on the wooden fish, and there is a word "color" written on the huge wall?!

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy..."

Unlike other monks, this young monk actually has beautiful black hair, and he is carrying a sword behind his back.

But the strange thing is that this sword does not have a scabbard, but a stone is actually stuck in the blade.

This appears to be a... sword in the stone?!

At this moment, the wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a benevolent old monk walked in, and in his hand was holding a piece of simple kraft paper exuding the brilliance of stars.

"Holy Son, this is the admission letter from the Huaguo Special Military University, you can join the WTO after preparing!"

The black-clothed boy Cao Sheng shook his head, staring at the old monk in front of him like stars and said:

"Joining the WTO, I don't want to think about it for the time being... Host, I have escaped into Buddhism for more than ten years. I have not obeyed the eight precepts, my karma is difficult to quell, and I have been disturbed by adultery. I haven't shaved until now, so how should I practice? "

"Amitabha Buddha, Holy Son, as the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" said: Nothing is karma, nothing is sin! Human desires are endless. As a practitioner, you must not be a slave to desire. You must do your best to get rid of it in order to obtain Fundamental relief."

"Since this is the case, the disciple knows that his practice is still shallow, and he should still practice in meditation. It is not suitable for entering the world."

The old host clasped his hands together, bowed slightly and said, "The big hermit lives in the city, and the little hermit lives in the wild. Isn't it a great opportunity for the Holy Son to enter the world this time?"

"Master, do you mean that I can solve the problem of karma in this WTO?"

"Amitabha, Holy Son, the old monk has said it all, if you want to know the mystery, you still need to explore it yourself."

"Master, I understand."

Thoughtful, Cao Sheng picked up the quaint kraft paper on the incense table that exuded the brilliance of stars, and murmured:

"Handong City, Huaguo Special Military University.

I'll come too..."