No Jokes Here

At nine o'clock in the morning on June 26, Lin Qian'an received a call from the Longzong Bureau of Qing'an City.

The other party first expressed his gratitude to Lin Qianan for saving people in the Fox Fairy Theme Park, and then said that he had applied for a bonus or something for him, and asked him to provide a bank card account so that it could be credited to his account at that time.

If it wasn't for the other party mentioning this, he really didn't expect that he would have a follow-up reward.

But think about it, there is also the Courage Award and the Good Citizen Award. He saved so many people this time and solved an abnormal incident. Isn't it normal to have a little bonus?

After explaining the bank card account number, Lin Qianan hung up the phone.

If he is an official dragon group member, it is estimated that in addition to the bonus, there will be credit and the like.

But unfortunately, he is only a non-staff.

Strictly speaking, it is like a temporary worker, and there is no formal establishment.

So it doesn't make sense to take credit, after all, he can't be promoted to an official or something.

Of course, Lin Qian'an has no idea of ​​becoming a full member either.

He is very satisfied with his life now.

If you have nothing to do, write and write books, practice your skills and play games, and slowly move forward on the path of transcendence, it is already very good.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Lin Qian'an finished writing the novel and took out the "Tong Zun Arrival Card" from the space ring.

The last time he used it was around 9:00 am on May 27th. Logically speaking, the CD should have been finished by now.

Sure enough, when Lin Qianan took it out, he found that the characters on it had changed from gray back to color.

In this way, he is considered to have one more hole card, so he doesn't have to worry that he will not be able to protect himself when he encounters an abnormality.

Thinking of Tong Zun, he thinks of his own "King Kong Demonic Art".

After fighting with Xuezhi before, his "King Kong Fu Mo Gong" has been continuously improved by two levels. Now, it should be regarded as the fifth "King Kong Fu Mo Gong".

Driven by his innate essence, it is roughly equivalent to the "Golden Bell Jar" on the tenth floor.

The ordinary swordsmen can't break the defense at all.

If he was to be slapped by Xuezhi again now, he would definitely not be as embarrassed as before.

Unfortunately, the day when the Vajra Dharma can be summoned is still a long way off.

One hundred layers of "Vajra Conquering Demons" can initially condense the appearance of the Vajra, and with that exaggerated consumption, it is only possible to perform it in the realm of condensing pills.

Lin Qianan can only think about it, for the time being, there is no excessive desire at all.

But since he broke through the innate, the speed of impacting the acupoints has become much faster.

The second acupuncture point that he had been attacking since his breakthrough has now become very weak, and it is estimated that the attack will be successful in two days.

At that time, when there are two acupoints that absorb the energy of heaven and earth at the same time, and the true qi refined by his "automatic breathing internal power", his true essence recovery speed can be faster.

With such a rapid increase in strength, Lin Qian'an was quite satisfied.

The only pity is that the time bomb in his lungs is uncontrollable, and it is not easy to get rid of it. Although it has brought a lot of benefits, the cough and pain that it brings from time to time also make him a little worried. It will suddenly "explode".

This feeling, like the death scythe on his neck and the sword of Damocles hanging above his head, made it difficult for Lin Qianan to relax completely.

June 28.

Lin Qian'an's novel "Tong Zun" ended at 1.28 million words.

In the past few days, he relied on the witch medicine refined by energy drinks to refresh himself and write a book, and there is no less than 30,000 words a day. Today, it is rare to throw out all the manuscripts, and the explosion is over.

The readers were so happy that they handed in recommendation tickets and monthly tickets one after another, and there were many bigwigs who gave rewards.

Because of this, Lin Qian'an's book rushed to several lists in a short period of time.

Although the number of words in this book is not much compared to those masterpieces, the plot is refined, the plot is exciting, and the characters are vividly portrayed. It is also an excellent work.

After writing this book, Lin Qian'an has made a big breakthrough, jumping from the bottom to the middle and low levels.

At 11:30 in the evening, Lin Qianan went out on time and wanted to find Zafente to buy some kebabs, and by the way told him about the end of the book.

After getting along for so long, Lin Qian'an and Zafente have become friends.

The friendship between each other is simple and simple, and there are not too many interests involved.

This kind of friendship can be said to be quite rare.

Therefore, the first person Lin Qianan thought of as a celebrant was Zafent.

Coming to the night market, Lin Qianjun quietly waited for the arrival of Zafente.

As time passed, Lin Qian'an's expression changed from anticipation to boredom and numbness.

When the time slowly passed three o'clock, Lin Qianan finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Zavente had told him that he only sold barbecues between twelve and three, after which time he would not come back.

But having said that, in fact, apart from the beginning, whenever Lin Qianan came to the night market, he could wait until Zafente.

Zaphant hasn't missed a day.

In his words, it is difficult to meet someone who knows how to appreciate his music, and naturally he will not disappoint him.

Goooooooo~!

Suddenly, the sound of the wheel turning came from the alley.

Lin Qian'an's face was overjoyed, he knew that it was the sound of a piano kebab cart.

However, when Lin Qianan looked up, his expression froze on his face.

Because the piano skewer is still there, but the person sitting on it has disappeared.

The piano skewer cart rolled out of the alley and stopped in front of Lin Qian'an. Because no one was playing the piano, the skewers on it were already baked, and the taste was a bit pungent.

However, what Lin Qianan cared about was not this, but a man in a black trench coat who appeared along with the piano skewer car.

"I have to send things over when I die. I thought it was why? It turned out to be because there was a customer waiting here. Is this a meme? It would only act according to the logic of the meme, it's so stupid!"

Lin Qianan clenched his fists tightly and looked at the man opposite him coldly.

This man was wearing a large black trench coat, and was about 1.75 meters tall. He held a weapon similar to a Tang knife in his hand, and his eyes were full of arrogance that could not be concealed.

"Where's Zafent?" Lin Qianan asked.

"Who?" Qin Shao asked rhetorically.

"The person who sells barbecue on the piano skewer car." Lin Qianan forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and asked aloud.

"People? You mean that stalker?" Qin Shao smiled and said, "I've already slashed it with a knife. That guy was still playing the piano before he died. It's ridiculously stupid."

"Why?" Lin Qianan glared at Qin Shao and asked, "He didn't do anything bad, nor did he hurt others, and even his piano sound didn't disturb the people!!"

The last sentence Lin Qianan almost roared out in a suppressed voice.

"Where's the reason?" Qin Shao looked at Lin Qian'an like a lunatic, and said coldly, "Do you need a reason to kill the stalker? I think you are also an extraordinary person? I advise you not to be contaminated with the stalker. If you are too involved with them, be careful to include yourself too!”

After speaking, Qin Shao planned to turn around and walk away.

Lin Qianan smelled the burnt smell from the skewers, and his body trembled faintly.

He doesn't agree with each other's ideas!

Quite disagree!

But the stalk itself is indeed not protected by law, and the actions of the other party are, to a certain extent, a good thing for human society.

Even if Lin Qian'an was angry, he couldn't seem to find a reason to vent.

"But, he's my friend, just based on that, what's the reason?" Lin Qianan murmured.

The moment the sound fell, the Shanshan stick appeared in Lin Qian'an's right hand.

Qin Shao's footsteps stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Dang bang bang bang bang bang bang ~!

The sound of Yaoshan sticks dragging on the ground became faster and faster.

Bang~!

A stick suddenly fell, and countless blocks of cement sputtered from the ground, and a pit about the size of a basketball appeared on the spot.

Qin Shao appeared not far from Lin Qian'an, looked at Lin Qian'an with a solemn expression and said, "You are crazy! That's just a stalk!"

"It's not just Keiwu, he's also my friend!" Lin Qianan clenched the stick again, looked at Qin Shao seriously and said.

"Being friends with Keiwu? Should I say you are stupid? I warn you, it's better not to be mad at me, or even if you are human, I will not be polite to you." Qin Shao said.

"Then don't be polite to me!!!"

Lin Qian'an let out a loud roar, and the real essence condensed on the mountain stick, jumped six or seven meters high, and slammed down suddenly in the air.

Boom~!

The cement road was damaged. Although the stick was heavy, it did not hit Qin Shao.

Qin Shao's figure appeared behind Lin Qian'an, and the hilt of the Tang Dao was aimed at the back of Lin Qian'an's neck, and he suddenly smashed down: "The strength is enough, the speed is still far behind!"

When~!

The moment the knife hilt hit Lin Qian'an, a faint golden light bloomed on his body, and it was "King Kong's Demonic Art".

The shock force from the knife made Qin Shao's expression change slightly. At the same time, Lin Qianan also turned around and smashed his stick at Qin Shao who was behind him.

Qin Shao couldn't dodge, so he could only block the stick with both hands.

Qiang ~ 呲呲呲!

With the sound of weapons clashing, Qin Shao's body was directly smashed into the air, and his feet rubbed back on the ground for a full five or six meters before he stopped.

Feeling the slight pain in his palm, Qin Shao was also a little angry, and he cursed: "Damn it!"

After saying that, he rushed towards Lin Qian'an.

At this time, Lin Qian'an also raised his stick and attacked the past.

The sixty-four jins mountain stick was like an ordinary stick in Lin Qian'an's hand, and it was easily swung.

Every time it hits, there will be an extra crater on the ground.

However, although his strength is sufficient, his speed cannot be compared with Qin Shao.

Qin Shao could easily avoid his attack, and at the same time slashed at Lin Qian'an with the Tang knife in his hand.

Although there is no real injury to the golden body protection of "King Kong Fu Mo Gong", the pain is real.

The more Lin Qian'an was like this, the more anger he felt in his heart. Between his anger, his breathing and heartbeat became faster and faster, and even the speed of the automatic breathing internal power became more than several times faster.

The surging true qi was continuously extracted from the chest, poured into the dantian, and then continuously transformed into the faint golden light of the body surface defense through the "King Kong Demon Fighting Technique".

Under Qin Shao's attack, the faint golden light became more intense, almost visible to the naked eye.