I don't want to do it, but he has a health bar

Chapter 17 Please enlighten me!
Seeing that the rich woman Song Yuheng was about to draw her sword, Lu Jing quickly waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, Boss Song! We have business to deal with."

Song Yuheng's teeth were almost broken, but she finally endured it: "Just wait! Sooner or later, I will torture you to death!"

Lu Jing rolled his eyes. How could someone say something like that so casually?

The two men came to the front yard of the Zhen'an Division Office.

This place is already crowded with many people.

Zhang Xiaoxian and Dong Dagang were testing the skills of the newcomers while the other was organizing their resumes.

After a morning and half an afternoon of testing, they had eliminated many ruffians who came to try to get a taste of the government's food, as well as many applicants who were not very skilled and had no experience.

Now the remaining ones are applicants with good skills and trustworthy character.

Lu Jing and Song Yuheng came to the front yard and took a look, and they found that there were several applicants who had achieved great or even perfect internal strength.

A big and strong monk with a beard that is as fierce as a sword.

A tall, fair-faced young man with a pair of particularly affectionate peach blossom eyes.

A tall, plump, yet heroic woman...

Eh?
and many more!

female?

Lu Jing immediately looked at the woman twice more.

This woman had a pretty face, probably less than 30 years old, with thicker eyebrows than the average woman, and a graceful figure with the agility of a female leopard, especially her long legs. The taut and strong thigh lines were outlined in the breeze. Although her chest was slightly flat, it was bulging and particularly tight, and she must be wearing a bra.

Plus wheat-colored skin...

A healthy, firm and powerful fitness queen style comes towards you, which is very pleasing to the eyes.

"Let me see this heroine's resume."

Zhang Xiaoxian immediately handed a resume to Lu Jing with a smirk on his face.

"Luofu, whose ancestral home is Wuzhou, traveled here to study."

"Perfect internal strength, good at using the spear."

Lu Jing immediately made the decision: "Welcome to join our Zhen'an Division."

Luofu: “…”

Song Yuheng: “…”

Zhang Xiaoxian showed off to Dong Dagang, "What do you think? I knew our boss would like her. Come on! Give me the money!"

Lu Jing's face turned dark.

Damn, this bastard Zhang Xiaoxian actually used me as a gambling tool?
Luo Fu faced the hand that Lu Jing extended to her, and a hint of disdain appeared on her pretty and resolute face: "I kind of regret it."

Lu Jing took back his hand: "Oh. The door is at the back."

Who the hell spoils you?

There is no dog licking here today!

This is what I said!

Luofu: “…”

She was a little confused. How could he turn so hostile so quickly when he was so enthusiastic just now?

This man is a dog!

Luo Fu pursed her lips and said, "I came here to clear the evil spirits for Lu Yang. I want to be a flag officer!"

Lu Jing looked up and down at the leopard-like woman, wondering if this was some young lady coming out to play.
Lu Jing said lazily: "I know."

Then he picked up the resumes of several other people and looked at them, leaving Luofu aside.

Among the group of people who signed up, the strongest ones were the three he just noticed.

The monk with angry hair and beard was named Zhigang, an abandoned disciple of Dajue Temple in Mount Wutai. He had perfect inner strength and was good at using a demon-subduing stick.

As for the fair-skinned young man, his name was Jiang Wenyuan. He was from the neighboring Songzhou Prefecture and had just returned to Luyang to settle down two years ago. He also had perfect internal strength and was good at using a fast sword.

Other than that,

There are also six people who have achieved great internal strength, and twenty-five people who have achieved minor internal strength.

After Lu Jing eliminated the weakest six, he left 28 people as the staff of Song Yuheng's group. Among them, the monk Zhigang, who had perfect internal strength, was appointed as the flag officer, leading ten people to form a flag.

Zhang Xiaoxian was also promoted to a flag officer, and Jiang Wenyuan and nine other people with minor internal strength skills were incorporated into Zhang Xiaoxian's command, forming a flag.

As for Luofu, she and the rest were incorporated into Lu Jing's banner.

After finalizing the personnel, Luo Fu was very dissatisfied: "Why can't you let me be the flag officer!"

Handing the paperwork to Zhang Xiaoxian, Lu Jing said again: "I said, the gate is behind."

If you don’t want to do it, get out!

Luo Fu pursed her plump lips, her fighting spirit surging: "The Zhen'an Division is responsible for exorcising demons and monsters. Isn't it that only the strong can be competent for such an important position?"

what!
Lu Jing smiled.

He pointed at Zhang Xiaoxian and said, "He's a relative of his. Even if you're stronger than him, you can't defeat him."

Then he pointed at Zhi Gang and said, "Or can you beat this master?"

Luofu glanced at the taciturn monk with disheveled hair and beard. Although he looked rough, he had calm eyes, steady aura, and powerful inner strength like the deep and silent waves of a river.

She thought she was no match for him.

and so……

Luofu turned her eyes away and looked at Lu Jing - well, kind of handsome.

But his eyes were lazy, his face showed a nonchalant attitude, and coupled with the undisguised look in his eyes before, Lu Jing seemed very hateful in his eyes.

Looking at his aura again…it’s deep and restrained, but the oppressive feeling is far less powerful than Zhigang’s.

Of course, since the opponent was able to eliminate a tiger spirit, a nest of rat spirits and the Luyang wolf, his strength should not be underestimated.

But he did all that together with the deputy captain of the Luyang Zhen'an Division.

It is estimated that the deputy centurion is the main force in eliminating monsters.

So, if we really talk about strength, this lazy-looking guy is probably about the same as me... No! I should be stronger.

After all, she is the disciple of Xunlong Qianghao!

So the leopard-like woman looked at Lu Jing and asked, "Are you also related?"

what?
Want to fight me?

Lu Jing was a little surprised: "It seems that you are braver than your wife."

Luofu's pretty eyebrows suddenly turned upside down, and she was filled with murderous intent!

lecher!
court death!

Instead, Song Yuheng burst into laughter, shaking with laughter: "Great! Luofu, as long as you can beat this guy up, I will make you a flag officer and let this guy be under your charge!"

Luo Fu was immediately delighted and said, "Really?!"

Song Yuheng raised his beautiful chin and said affirmatively: "Once I have spoken, I cannot go back on my words!"

I've been wanting to teach this guy a lesson for a long time!
Lu Jing rolled his eyes: "Song Boss, if there's blood, would it be considered an industrial injury?"

Luo Fu sneered with a crooked mouth: "Don't worry, I know my limits."

Lu Jing clapped his hands and said, "That's amazing. She actually thought I would be the one to get hurt."

Luo Fu had long been unable to bear Lu Jing's trash talk, she suddenly raised her hand and sucked, and her powerful internal force immediately turned into a gust of wind that swept out and wrapped around her spear that was placed in the corner of the front yard like a rope!
"call!"

The spear was immediately thrown up and fell into Luofu's hands.

"Pretty!"

Song Yuheng's beautiful eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but praise out loud!
Luofu's move showed her profound inner strength and extremely powerful control.

Luofu held a gun in her hand. She was already full of wildness and her fighting spirit was so strong that the sharp aura seemed to stab her in the face, causing many reservists left in the front yard to subconsciously take two steps back to avoid the sharp edge.

The fighting spirit in his body made Monk Zhigang look sideways, and Jiang Wenyuan frowned in deep thought...

If he really had to fight the enemy, he would most likely be defeated.

Luofu's voice was like an oriole holding a knife, and her aura was overwhelming: "Please teach me!"

(End of this chapter)