This assistant is serious

"Dead, look at the tattered clothes on this corpse, it should be one of the several corpses lost before, things are indeed worse than we thought."

Liu Kang has eaten the last meal but not the next meal these days, and he can't sleep well.

It's only been a week, and the frequency of corpse murders has increased.

The Eye of Heaven is not very effective in capturing these corpses.

As a third-tier city, Lingyang City cannot achieve full coverage of Hawkeye.

And these corpses seem to be very clear about the eagle eye arrangement in Lingyang City, and basically hide from the camera at night to feed.

They have no better way than to strengthen some patrols in places that Hawkeye can't take care of.

This is a lot of pressure for the patrol team.

In the past few days, two corpses have been caught through patrols, one was killed, and the other was captured alive for the city identification center to study.

And today, there were corpses making a mess, but I didn't expect to kick to the hard board and be killed.

"This corpse monster has no power to resist, and the one who solves him is definitely a master, Su Naiwen? How does the name sound so familiar.

Liu Kang touched his chin pensively and rubbed his fingers with stubble.

"Captain, it's already been dealt with, should we go to the informant."

"Forget it, there's no need, bring it back to Forensic Doctor Chen, I just don't know if he can analyze anything, the only thing is that it is still controllable now, in case it is..." Liu

Kang didn't dare to think, quickly gathered more people to patrol, control such incidents as much as possible, find the source of those corpses, and solve it.

After Liu Kang left with the two corpses and other guards, a footprint fell on the freshly cleaned ground.

A figure wrapped himself in an overcoat sniffed the smell.

"Hungry~"

....

"You guys have precipitated well in the past two weeks, tomorrow is the time for the four seeded teams, there are only two qualifying places, we are stable this time, but we should not take it lightly."

"Que Zong, don't be lazy with the people in the team these days, disperse."

Shi Shang let the school team disperse, touched his fingers, felt itchy in his heart, secretly took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, flicked the cigarette box, and pulled out a dot.

"This is still a martial arts training room, not a place for you to smoke." Velvet didn't know when he appeared behind him.

Looking at the stone merchant who swallowed the clouds and spit mist, he was a little dissatisfied.

"Why, what else does the assistant coach have to advise." Shi Shang sneered, not mocking Wen Feng, but like self-mockery.

These days of practice, Wen Rong's reputation is even higher than his.

He is a waste person, and he came to this third-tier small city from Qingyu to become a school team coach.

Now it seems that he can't even be a coach.

"As a coach, you just hope that you can set an example, Shi Heyu!"

Shi Shang's hand holding the cigarette shook, and his eyes narrowed, "What do you mean?"

"I just hope that there won't be some waste around my apprentice who has been defeated and dare not face reality."

Wen Rong glanced at the other party coldly and turned to leave.

The other party's hanging appearance is really infuriating.

Shi Shang, who stood stiffly in place with his cigarette, did not move for a long time, until the cigarette butt burned his fingers.

After returning to his senses, he directly extinguished the cigarette butt with two fingers and threw it into the trash can on the side.

Shi and Yu?

I haven't heard anyone call him by his name in a long time.

I think back then, I was also a genius destiny who entered the alliance with great spirits, and now,

hehe....

Really, it's ridiculous.

"Scolded?" Coach assistant Chu Ying came out of the office, looked at the self-deprecating Shi Shang, and said indifferently.

"Hmm."

"Deserve it."

Shi Shang: (* ̄〈 ̄)

Before you know it, two weeks are fleeting, and on this day, the members of the varsity team assemble.

Today is the day of the selection.

After completing the selection today, the day after tomorrow, the two qualified teams will set foot on the Spring City to participate in the high school league competition.

It gathers the best high school students from high schools in various cities in Quanzhou.

It is an annual continent-level competition, and the enthusiasm is not much higher than the Lingyang City Seed Trials.

It will be broadcast live.

It was an opportunity to show his face in Quanzhou and even the whole country.

Of course, compared with the annual national university league and the world exchange competition, the popularity is still lower.

The high school league is a continent-level competition, and the highest honor is the continental honor, which is an internal competition of a continent.

Each team is an excellent school team in each city, and the number of participants varies from ten to fifteen.

The fifteen members of the third lieutenant colonel team naturally brought all of them.

Due to Wei Wu's outstanding performance in the training camp, he was naturally included in the varsity team.

It's just that Yang You that guy has always been inconspicuously trained, and he has not been counted into the team of fifteen people.

Take a car to the city, the training ground of No. 1 Middle School.

I have to say that the first middle school is worthy of being an old strong school in Lingyang City, whether it is building buildings, or various facilities and equipment, it is more advanced than the third middle school.

It is worthy of being a school strongly supported by the Lingyang City Council.

That martial arts training ground is several laps larger than the third middle school.

The four seeded teams meet again.

"Yo, Tong Yinque, we won't be careless in the eighth middle school this time." Zhou Che is still dressed in white clothes and silver guns.

I haven't seen it for a long time, and this guy seems to be a little stronger.

"Forget when you were abused by us." Before Que Zong could speak, Jing Changkong took the words and directly pushed back.

"Oh... Which one are you? Zhou Che tilted his head and looked at Jing Changkong with a puzzled expression.

This disregard attitude and eyes, like throwing knives, are right in the heart of Nakai Nagaku.

"Que Zong or Su Naiwen said this is not bad, which onion are you?" Zhou Che's words were even more thorough.

Jing Nagaku: (╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻His

grandmother's, what a bully!

"Why are you bothering with him? Dogs of defeat. Que Zong glanced at Zhou Che contemptuously, "The training camp has not won a few people. "

Zhou Che: (눈益눈)

Floating! Tong Yin Que this guy is floating!

"Without Su Naiwen, you are this."

Convex ('0 ́) Convex

"Su Naiwen, do you want to come to our eighth middle school, now I will let our principal enroll you!"

Su Naiwen, who was honestly hiding behind everyone, looked innocent.

How did this come to me again?

"Still want to dig our people?" Que Zong glared angrily.

"Oh, childish."

A coquettish man with long hair and a long sword walked past the two, followed by a group of helpless trainees.

That white and blue school uniform is not which team can be in the first high school.

Who else could it be Qiu Xu who pretended to be ridiculed?

The second middle school boy who is known as the strongest high school student in Lingyang.

These three people basically don't deal with each other very much as they look at each other.

And, more importantly, today, one of the three of them will stop here and will not be able to step into the league ring of Spring City.

In previous years, it was the third middle school that stopped.

But now, there are Que Zong, Su Naiwen, one attack and one defense, and Jiang Ling, who can't understand the details, the attack and defense have changed shape!

As for the twenty-nine, it is not they who are crazy, the other party is used to make up numbers in their eyes.