Global Cards: I Create the Oriental Mythology Card Group

"Hehe, Chairman Fan and Secretary Su are two against one, and the victory is not martial arts."

Compared with Su Wen's embarrassing acting skills, Bai Longfei, who has been hiding in the fusion faction for many years and trying to find the "nail" buried in his own camp in Taoyuan City, seems extremely natural.

The tone, movements, and expressions are all well-chosen.

As soon as the glasses were pushed, the smell of "pervert" came out instantly.

Even Niu Chuang, who has become a little fan of Ji Nian, has to admit that this senior Bai is more like a "bad guy" than his idol.

"There's never been anything invincible against a Fusion lackey like you."

Su Wen snorted coldly, the lines were somewhat good.

Not to mention the cautious and keen chronology, even the top students nearby have faintly noticed something strange.

Seeing this scene, Su Wen couldn't help crying secretly.

In fact, as early as ten minutes ago, with the help of various criminal investigators and polygraph masters, they observed Ji Nian's words and deeds when he met a member of the fusion faction, and confirmed that he had no problems.

Originally, as long as the actor Bai Longfei came out to "show his face" and say a few lines, the matter would be over.

But at this moment, he, who claims to be a "Master of Education", had a whim and wanted to take this opportunity to test the adaptability of these top students.

Everything was fine at first, but just now, Ji Nian suddenly began to put members of the fusion faction in coffins, and secretly mobilized the students around him, as if he wanted to feed everyone on the opposite side to Kaling.

In order to prevent the situation from getting out of control, they had no choice but to rush over to the scene without wiping their mouths while drinking tea happily.

"Things aren't too bad... are they?"

Su Wen asked himself very uncertainly, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Ji Nian, only to see that the other party was looking at him with his arms around him.

Even through a mask, he could feel the gaze mixed with scrutiny.

After sighing lightly, he turned his head, chatted awkwardly with Bai Longfei, and then went through a few simple tricks.

Although it was just acting, it was considered a rare big scene in the eyes of everyone who seldom saw masters fighting.

After paddling like this for two minutes, Bai Longfei saw the timing and threw out a card.

But seeing the purple light flash, the next moment, he and the rest of the Fusion faction disappeared in front of everyone.

"Senior Bai, why didn't you bring that senior out?"

At the same time, in mid-air, Niu Chuang opened his eyes in a daze. After seeing the situation clearly, he couldn't help muttering.

Of course Bai Longfei knew that he was referring to the calendar, and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, since he dared to come, he must have the confidence to retreat."

"That's it." Niu Chuang said in a muffled voice, still looking a little uneasy.

Seeing this situation, the corners of Bai Longfei's mouth couldn't help but curl up, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The harmless faces of humans and animals and the perverted smiles are superimposed on each other, forming a contrast, which looks weird and scary.

This scene also made everyone in the fusion faction swallow their saliva, silently praying that this rumored moody big man would not suddenly abandon them.

This is what they think too much.

As "disposable utensils", their fate can only be cleaned up by Bai Longfei...

...

Meanwhile, in the tent.

Fan Lei looked at Ji Nian taking off his mask and thinking in his eyes in the surveillance screen, and he couldn't help but sighed, feeling complicated and unspeakable for a while.

He knew that after this incident, the relationship between himself and this child as a teacher and apprentice was completely broken.

After all, he has nothing to do with this genius whom he admires so much, or he wants to spend his whole life guarding his stupid apprentice Liang.

"well."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, feeling that his future was extremely gloomy.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the color ring of the old mobile phone suddenly rang.

He subconsciously took a look, but saw the word "Uncle Dong" impressively written in the column of contacts, and couldn't help shivering.

"What should come will always come..."

He thought to himself, took a few deep breaths repeatedly, and tried to adjust his emotions. Then he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and picked up the phone: "Hello, Uncle Dong, what can you do?"

"Xiao Lei."

An unusually old voice came from the receiver:

"You have become the vice president of Taoyuan, and you are still willing to answer calls from this bad old man, Uncle, I am very happy."

"Uncle Dong, you are too serious..."

Before Fan Lei could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the other party's "but", and his heart ached instantly.

"But uncle doesn't like what you said."

The old man on the other side of the phone laughed twice: "What's the matter, can't I call my nephew if I have nothing to do?"

"You know, I didn't mean that..." Fan Lei hurriedly explained.

On the other side, he still spoke in that unhurried pace: "Then nephew, you... what do you mean by this today?"

"To test one's own genius, is this the capacity of the vice president of the dignified Card Creator Association?!"

The old man's voice raised an octave, even through the phone, Fan Lei seemed to have seen the twilight tiger with his own eyes.

He couldn't help but took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Dong, you know, I also have difficulties..."

"What's the difficulty?" The old man called "Uncle Dong" said again: "Don't use suspicious people, don't you understand the reason why you don't use suspicious people?"

"Xiao Ji is a student in our school. Since I dare to let him out, I have full confidence in him. What? Do you think there is something wrong with Uncle's vision?"

"No no."

At this moment, the old-fashioned Fan Lei with gray temples sat up straight like a primary school student, and answered seriously.

"Then you think... Uncle is not trustworthy?"

Fan Lei was taken aback by this question, his hand holding the phone trembled, and he was stunned for a long time before the word "Uncle Dong" popped out of his mouth.

"hehe……"

The old man on the other end of the phone chuckled, but shook his head in disappointment.

This junior of his is too timid and low-level, and he is probably the president of a municipal association in the end.

"That kid Ziliang is blind to follow him."

Thinking to himself, Uncle Dong took out a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket, took out a traditional cigarette from it, raised his hand and lit it.

If Ji Nian was here, he would have discovered that this person was the old janitor he and Wei Ya met that day when they went to pick up materials for the sharp knife class.

But different from the tired and old man that day, the well-dressed and smiling man now has some inexplicable power.

Even Fan Lei, the ruthless stubble who rolled over like a mountain of swords and seas of swords, acted very afraid of him over the phone.

"Okay, today's matter, as the principal of No. 3 Middle School, Uncle doesn't have to worry about it with you. But Xiaoji, you have to make compensation."

"As it happens, didn't you and Xiao Liu just obtained some skill-related materials in the Secret Realm of the World a few days ago? I will find a reason to send it to Xiao Ji later..."

Hearing this, Fan Lei agreed with all his mouth: "This is what it should be. Don't worry, I will let the child choose carefully."

"pick?"

Uncle Dong narrowed his old but unusually energetic eyes: "Nephew, you really impress my uncle."

"The vice president of the dignified Card Creator Association, what are you doing holding on to a few blue-quality materials, waiting for cubs?"

"It's still 'choosy'. It's really not shameful to say that."

"Listen to me, send them all to Xiao Ji!"

"One less, I'll take you as a question!"