"Yao Enyu, promoted to Tianyi No. 31!"
"Te Lao Yi. Promoted to Tian Yi Thirty Four!"
"Yang Yutong takes over as Purple Mountain." Xiu Shu.com
"Liao Zaiguo, the second in command, and Yu Xiujie, the third in command..."
"Special Operations Group, Guo Haiqiang."
After a series of appointments were read out, Gu Er looked across the room and concluded his speech.
The key point is to set up a special agency to be responsible for foreign struggles!
In Gu Er's words, the rabbit's eyes are red and it's about to bite!
After the speech, Long Jixun was the first to go out of the queue and walked towards Gu Er, listened to the instructions, and was immediately escorted by the dragon guards to the secret room to perform the last procedure.
Then, I stepped forward and stood opposite Gu Er.
"My cauliflower snake?"
"Released."
Gu Er scolded me with a bluffing face: "Did I tell you to release the animals? What should I do with my dragon and phoenix soup?"
"You didn't tell me not to let him go."
I spoke softly: "You were busy running away at the time and didn't explain clearly..."
When these words came out, the eyes of everyone around him changed.
Wang Peng and others looked strange, and their ears stood up like sharp knives.
Run... road?
Zhongyue?
Songshan?
Run away? !
"What do I call running away?"
"Reporting is not called running away. It's called retreating."
I pursed my lips and said softly: "Strategic transfer is also possible."
Gu Er stared at me with twinkling eyes and suddenly snorted coldly. He took out Ziyun, held it in his mouth and put it down again: "Have you done anything to deal with the aftermath?"
I spoke softly: "Five hundred in compensation. I accept half of it."
"And the kettle you used to put the wine in was also given to me!"
Gu Er's expression turned pale and he shouted angrily: "Whose kettle holds wine? That's not my kettle."
"My eyes are not working well!"
"You are just a 250-year-old!"
Gu Er waved his hand casually: "Go and handle the handover. Follow me later to catch the snake. Make the dragon and phoenix soup for tooth beating ceremony."
I responded solemnly and was about to turn around when Gu Er stopped me and said, "Repeat those sixteen words to me."
"Wen Tao is armed! The magnetic needle is pointing south! Look at the stars and raise your sword! Shi Jian Dan is red!"
Gu Er suppressed his smile and looked solemn. He raised his finger and pointed at two points on my chest: "This evaluation is not given to you by me. You must be worthy of these sixteen words!"
"We must live up to the oath of your junior class!"
When these words came out, everyone at the scene quietly changed their expressions and looked at me with eyes filled with jealousy!
After a pause, Gu Er poked my chest again and said loudly: "I am not qualified to give you sixteen words!"
"I'll just give you ten words!"
"It's more glorious than ordinary, more difficult than long."
Under the gaze of countless indescribable shocks, shocks, and confusion, I stepped out of the bamboo door and performed the next procedure.
The sun hit my face directly, brilliantly hot. xь.
In the confused peripheral vision, the red whale stood in the distance with a quiet expression.
Zhou Chenglong stood beside the red whale, wearing sunglasses and looking even more solemn.
Seeing me coming out, Zhou Chenglong waved his hand indifferently, and six special combatants immediately came out and surrounded me towards the distance.
It was a secret room.
In the secret room, there was only a dim lamp, illuminating a dim table.
Sitting at the table was a familiar but invisible person.
Run to the stars!
Ye Yue!
Before officially taking over the Shenju, I have to perform one last procedure!
Handover!
The former boss of the Shen Bureau, Suo Jialin, died on the Shambala Glacier, and his body was cremated on the spot. All the plans of the Shen Bureau's never-to-be-declassified projects, etc., disappeared together with Suo Jialin's ashes scattered around the glacier, and were unknown to anyone.
but.
The Liaison Office does have backup data.
Benxing Yanyue has all the backups in his brain!
I have experienced the handover of top secret files twice.
The last time it was Fangzhou, the person in charge was still Yong Yue.
In less than ten months, I went through the handover process again, but everything was different.
Just like the last time they met in the Tianjia Army's top-secret darkroom, this time Yiyue was still as cold and indifferent as ever.
Mysterious and unattainable!
It would be blasphemy to even look at it!
Follow the procedures and read all paper documents carefully, memorize them in your heart, and recite them silently in front of Yong Yue.
All project codes, code names, all kinds of top-secret information, strange graphics, astronomical maps, mountain maps, text, Tang poetry and Song lyrics, oracle bones, nine-fold seal script, ancient Rome, shit stick characters, and all kinds of things that have not been deciphered Words and talismans...
The difference from the last handover is that in addition to remembering it, I also have to write it down silently.
Because Suo Jialin has turned into ashes and nutrients, I also need to back up all the information that Yiyue gave me.
If I step down as King of Shenju in the future, these backups will be handed over to the next successor for comparison and verification!
The handover process is very long!
The Shen Bureau was only established thirty years ago, but the top secrets he holds are not much worse than those in Fangzhou.
This procedure alone took more than four hours.
Although this secret room is quiet, it is very hot!
The air circulation in the airtight room was extremely poor and the heat was unbearable. Biao Yue and I were already sweating profusely.
After finally completing the back-up and typing, and submitting it to Ying Yue for review, I suddenly discovered that there was a faint aroma in the secret room out of thin air. xь.
When he looked up, he saw that Yi Yue had already unbuttoned his long coat.
The dense fragrance coming from the body hit my face, reminding me of that amazing glimpse of the steaming hot springs under the cold moonlit night.
The next second, Yan Yue untied his tightly wrapped gloves, gently raised his delicate green fingers, and took off his hood in front of me.
Thousands of green hairs fell down, and then danced lightly as Yi Yue shook his head, touching my cheeks, eyes, nostrils and lips that were so close.
Then, Yi Yue gently shook his head and took off the thick mask that was already soaked with sweat.
A stunning beauty that would make even the most beautiful March peach blossoms bow their heads in shame once again comes into view.
Compared to the last time I was frightened by the hot spring, this time I was still astonished by this alluring face.
