The Daily Life of the Immortal King

That afternoon, Odd Zhuo was depressed in the office.

He answered the complaint calls all morning, all from "enthusiastic citizens", and the main complaint was about No. 60 Middle School. Many enthusiastic citizens expressed their incomprehension that No. 60 Middle School did not have a holiday today and continued to attend classes.

Although there is still no movement in the revenge plan of the Demon Hunt Society, they are a group of cunning gangsters! God knows what perverted things they will do to the children... These days, there are quite a few injury accidents caused by those perverts with dark psychology!

For example, not long ago, there was a scum who should have been hit by thunder, and stabbed two children who were still in primary school on their way to school! This kind of person should be Ling Chi and go to hell! The soul can never be reborn! What are you doing to a child...you are capable of ordering a real person to come!

When Odd Zhuo saw the news, he was furious.

So in fact, it's not that Odd Zhuo can't understand these issues, but many times the suspension of classes is not something he can decide on his own...Sometimes he is in a high position, but he has more restraints, and he has to do everything he does. cautious.

No. 60 Middle School didn't suspend classes this time. It was a combination of various factors, although Zhuo Yi didn't know what factors Principal Chen and Shang Feng considered before making this decision. However, Principal Chen, as the principal, has never made a mistake in every decision in No. 60 High School... and in fact, it is true. The revenge notice issued by the returnee elite of the Demon Hunt Club was in the morning, but it is now afternoon , didn't even see a shadow.

"Brother Zhuo, there doesn't seem to be any movement now?" The office of the general administration and the office of the deputy general administration are in the same room. Zhong Lang looked at the time and poked his head out to ask Zhuo Yi.

Zhuo Yi shrugged and spread his hands: "Hen..."

He didn't know what was going on...

And I don't know why, now Odd Zhuo has a very good premonition, he feels a huge shadow on his head is slowly enveloping himself, and finally it turns into a pot and directly hits his head.

And just when Odd Zhuo was thinking wildly, his cell phone vibrated suddenly...

Odd Zhuo glanced at the caller ID.

This is a call from Secretary Dakang...

"It's not so mysterious, is it?" Odd Zhuo twitched the corner of his mouth, and then picked up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, the old secretary's merciless praise came directly: "Little Zhuozi! You did a great job!"

Odd Zhuo: "..."

He... what did he do again?

Secretary Dakang: "In a mountain forest, we found the corpses of the returnee elites of the Demon Hunt Society. Including Elder Ji Xing who organized the plan this time! Now Elder Ji Xing is the only one left alive! The Demon Hunter Society The returnee elite group has been wiped out! Tell me honestly, did the teacher behind you make another move?"

Odd Zhuo: "Old secretary, I..."

"Don't you, yours, I know it's all arranged once I do the math!"

Secretary Dakang: "That senior expert, if you want to come out and meet with me at any time, I welcome it at any time. He has helped us a lot!"

Odd Zhuo: "Then now..."

Secretary Dakang: "What are you still doing in a daze now? Hurry up and hold a press conference. This time, the returnee elite group of the Demon Hunt Club has been wiped out. I want to see what else those people on the Internet have to say."

Odd Zhuo: "..."

...

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The big plan of the Demon Hunter Society to organize overseas elites to attack the No. 60 High School ended at the cost of almost all of them being killed. However, there were still two people who did not die... One was Elder Ji Xing who was struggling, and the other was The elder Yaren who is in the stage of resurrection of ghosts and animals and has been arrested.

These two are the first and second ranked masters among the returned elites this time, but even so, both of them have completely lost their fighting ability, and it is completely impossible to participate in combat in a short period of time.

Noon at No. 60 High School was still quiet. Master Qiu's pancake and fruit stand was ready to be closed at noon. Just as Master Qiu was about to push the cart away, another guest with a black umbrella and a snow-white complexion suddenly came. This person's aura is very cold, and it seems that even the temperature of the pancake cart's stove has dropped several points after approaching.

A small black umbrella covered half of the person's face, making it impossible to see the whole person.

Lord Qiu raised his eyebrows, and then sighed silently in his heart: "Sir... I don't have enough batter here, so I can only make the last one. Do you want to add shortbread or fried dough sticks? The ingredients for my pancakes are a bit late at noon. It’s not too fresh, if you still want it, this old man can give you a little bit cheaper..."

The person under the black umbrella said silently: "You stick."

Concise and concise, don't say half a word.

"Okay." Master Qiu nodded and started making pancakes.

When the eggs were beaten, Master Qiu couldn't help sighing, "It's really peaceful today."

The people under the black umbrella were silent when they heard the words.

"This person, just like making pancakes, whether to add sweet sauce or hot sauce, you have to make a careful choice in the end. Some places can be provoked, and some places cannot be provoked..." Speaking of this, Master Qiu One of his pancakes was finished, and he wrapped it in oiled paper very familiarly: "Come on, young man, your pancakes."

The guest holding the black umbrella stared at the pancake fruit, and didn't move for a long time. He watched Master Qiu push the cart away from the end of the road...

Under the black umbrella, President Bai was extremely shocked.

He just stood still for a long time, but he was not stopping to think, but was frozen in place by a powerful breath... His whole body couldn't move half a step at all!

Could it be that these sixty high schools are really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

Even the old man selling pancakes at the door is so scary?

Chairman Bai squinted deeply, and began to weigh the stakes.

Then he lowered his head and ate the pancake fruit in his hand...

kindness……

burnt...

...

On the other side, at the window of Class 1 and 3, Wang Ling secretly heaved a sigh of relief, his pupils reunited from the slack state. The great spiritualization technique just now is a way to attach one's soul to other people's bodies. He got on Master Qiu's body to remind President Bai. Although he is not sure if it will be effective, it can be said that this time it is Wang Ling's "ultimatum".

Wang Ma taught him to be a polite child since he was a child, and he had to be courteous first in everything! Wang Ling felt that his reminder just now could be said to be...very polite!

But whether Chairman Bai can understand what he means is another matter...