"It seems that there is still enough time."

As soon as he walked out of the room, Ning Feng quickly figured out where he was.

The top floor of the Bencheng Branch of the Watch Club is a single ward nicknamed the Presidential Suite.

As a reserve operator who has been trained here all year round, although he didn't actually live in a single room on the upper floors, he is still very familiar with this place.

Identifying the location on the map on the wall, Ning Feng quickly walked towards the elevator.

Exquisite decoration, this place is different from the mysterious building imagined by many people, and it is full of highly modern devices.

As the big brother of the entire awakened world, he didn't engage in the trick of hiding in the sewers in some film and television works.

Branches everywhere have their own style of doing things, and most of them are not completely hidden.

The Watchman's branch in Bincheng was not hidden, but it was extremely high-profile, directly setting up the branch in the most prosperous area of ​​the city center.

On the surface, it is a magnificent and large luxury shopping mall.

Of course, although it is a shopping mall, it has to be separated from ordinary people after all. On the surface, it is a high-end shopping mall that prohibits non-members from entering.

The decoration is luxurious but there are few people, and there is no profit at all, so it is naturally regarded as an empty shop for some money laundering.

It's just that, year after year, when every prosperous shop around has put up a rental sign, this shopping mall is still going strong.

It's like a noble and glamorous woman, watching the little sluts around her coldly trying to get ahead one by one, and doesn't bother to pay attention at all.

And this mysterious attitude has also attracted the curiosity of many Tandian Internet celebrities, and from time to time there will be warriors trying to sneak in to explore the secrets.

And this kind of death behavior, under normal circumstances, has two destinations.

Those who admit their mistakes are sincere and have certain talents. They will be invited out after being told some knowledge of the extraordinary world, and they don't care about how the Overwatch Club will behave in the future.

The attitude is average, but there is nothing malicious. The memory was modified by professionals on the psychiatric spectrum and thrown out, and then I woke up and forgot all about it.

Ok?

You ask someone with a bad attitude and full of malice?

Didn't you say it?

There are only "two" attributions.

This kind of person has nowhere to go.

The Overwatch Society did not gain a foothold in this world by relying on kindness.

……

……

Looking at his own reflection reflected in the corridor window, Ning Feng noticed a new violation.

"It's a little... too good-looking, isn't it?"

This is not Ning Feng's smug beauty.

Although he can't see clearly, he in the reflection is indeed slightly different from the past.

The overall appearance has not changed, but many small flaws have been fine-tuned, which has brought his whole temperament to a higher level.

Thick eyelashes, delicate face, deep eyes, coupled with a tall figure, Ning Feng looks a little handsome and unreal.

But this is not femininity, plus the height is there, and the figure after exercise has not changed, and it will not be mistaken for a woman.

"I'll go up, hi! Wife~"

Ning Feng: "?"

When I send a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, it's that I think you have a problem.

Playful laughter rang in his ears, and Ariana joked in his mind:

"Stop admiring your own beauty. You will have time to enjoy the convenience it brings you. Don't you worry about being late?"

Withdrawing his gaze from the window, Ning Feng no longer thought about these minutiae, and still walked unhurriedly.

"It's okay, it's very close, I should be waiting for her."

The old place in Jiang Wan's text message is actually not far away at all.

To say that the two of them can be called old places, there are really not many places.

The neighborhood where the parents lived before the accident, the residence where they were adopted by the elderly, and the branch of the Overwatch Society where they spent their training time together.

The first two places are the sad places for the two of them. Except for the annual worship and cleaning on the death anniversary, they don't go back often.

"That's all there is to it."

Infirmary No. 9, located in the farthest corner of the training ground.

Because of the remote location, few people were willing to walk there, and it became a private space for the two of them to spend time for a long time.

Not in a hurry to rush over, Ning Feng slowed down to familiarize himself with everything in his body, and gradually got used to his new blood.

Ning Feng is not particularly dissatisfied with the bloodline of the succubus, after all, it sounds like the ability in some aspects will be very good.

As long as there is an effect, the traditional arts skills of Huaguo men who want to be strong all their lives can be paid at any price.

Moreover, he is not old-fashioned, and he has no insistence on the purity of human blood.

meaningless.

During the dark and turbulent 300 years, there were countless examples of intermarriage between humans and superhuman beings for various reasons, leaving behind countless mixed-blood offspring.

Although the humans in this world were weak at that time, they were a miraculous race, tolerant and terrifying.

It seems that the concept of apartheid does not exist at all, and regardless of the race, all can be born after union.

Half-elf, half-demon, half-dwarf, half-dragon...

This has led to the fact that there are very few pure-blooded human beings. More than [-]% of human beings have a certain degree of extraordinary biological blood, but it is so weak that it is difficult to perceive.

What's more, the awakened people who follow the blood lineage path will more or less change their bodies when they activate their abilities.

Animal ears, scales, canine teeth, tails, wings... After seeing many of these scenes, few people still insist on the purity of blood.

Along the way, nodding with colleagues passing by, Ning Feng clearly felt the change in the surrounding attitude towards him.

Not only do women smile more at themselves, but even some male colleagues who are not familiar with each other have more smiles on their faces when they meet.

"This is a society that looks at faces."

Ning Feng sighed to himself, but he didn't notice their change, and it wasn't just because of the change in his face.

More, it is temperamental.

In the past, Ning Feng, although he had excellent grades, was a bit difficult to get in touch with in many people's eyes.

Not only has the oppressive temperament of Xueba, but also reveals a kind of indifference to life in his bones.

He is not withdrawn, but he does not have too many entanglements with people other than Jiang Wan, neither overstepping the rules nor getting close.

Ning Feng's hard training ranks among the top three among all people. Ninety percent of the scars on his body were left in his own training.

He was like a soulless shell, moving on with the last breath of faith.

Although there is a decent smile on his face, there is still a slight alienation on his body, as if he is wearing a mask.

Today's Ning Feng, after combining his previous life, is more like an ordinary... handsome guy.

When Ning Feng finished getting used to it, he just walked to the door of the infirmary and took out the spare key. Someone suddenly bewitched him with malicious intentions in his mind:

"Speaking of which, it's a rare opportunity, do you want to try using your charm?"

Ning Feng, who was about to push the door in, wanted to refuse subconsciously, but hesitated for a moment, because it had to be said, it seemed to be a good opportunity.

Trying with others risks being seen as hooligans, and it may hurt other people's feelings.

With Jiang Wan, there is no need to worry so much.

Anyway, everyone is so familiar, right?

Since you have to test sooner or later, instead of accidentally hurting others...

Or, try?

"Let's talk about it, it's not good to hurt her..."

After all, he didn't refuse directly, Ning Feng pushed open the door of the infirmary, and just about to continue, he stayed at the door.

Because, he heard a solemn voice coming from inside:

"Songtao sobs, the sky sobs, mourning and joy are low, relatives and friends cry."

In the deserted room with the smell of bleach, a woman in a white coat held a book without looking back, and read in a solemn voice:

"Ning Feng, male, his parents passed away when he was young, and he was lonely all his life, at the age of 22."

The corners of his eyes twitched violently, Ning Feng felt that he should just slam the door and leave!

"He is a good man, a good assistant to the instructor, and a good example for his colleagues. We have always respected him, but it's a pity... hey? Are you here? Are you in good health?"

I'm not good!

And you will be bad too!

What the hell, I'm going to hurt you today, I said it!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like