Chapter 52: Yan Ling·Jing Tong’s upper level Yan Ling?

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After Mo Qiuran told the officer about the drug that might be the cause of the incident, a thorough investigation of the illegal mixed-race arena owner, and finding and taking care of the woman in the photo, the officer stood at attention again. Salute, lead the team directly towards the mountain, and prepare to deal with the follow-up matters.

Although the traces of the battle have been destroyed by Tang Zi, half of Deadpool's body is still there and cannot be left alone.

The captain also received an order from his superiors at the same time, saying that the problem had been solved. Their next task was to dismantle the defensive position and send Mo Qiuran and Tang Zi back to the military base.

So...is it really solved?

A man and a woman. The woman is the youngest major general I have ever seen. The man is still his student. They went in with bare hands. There were a few muffled thunder and explosion sounds, and then the monster-like thing was solved?

The captain still found it a bit unbelievable, so this time as a special forces member, he led the team and really only played a leading role in the whole process?

"Instructor, instructor, feast!" Mo Qiuran's shout brought the captain back to his senses.

"Big dinner?" asked the captain.

"Yes, a big meal! It was promised before, and I have been longing for the food in the army for a long time!" Mo Qiuran's expectant eyes did not conceal it at all, and it seemed that he really wanted to eat.

Tang Zi on the side narrowed her eyes slightly, seeming to understand something.

Of course, there is something to eat, and it is delicious and rich. The food treatment of the troops is improving year by year. The strength of the country is reflected in every little thing.

For example, the soldiers of the South Korean army were teased and provoked by the North Korean soldiers throwing meat bones... You can imagine how bad the food in the army is. Maybe every meal of kimchi can only bring some broth?

Isn’t it a joke that such a country still boasts that it is the best in the universe?

Mo Qiuran showed a terrifying appetite, and all the special forces were shocked.

They had never seen such a voracious way of eating, as if... they had been hungry for more than ten days!

So much so that they later fell into deep contemplation about their daily meals. Could it be that they were living in blessings but did not know how blessed they were?

"Goodbye, instructor!" Mo Qiuran boarded the helicopter and waved goodbye to the captain, "See you again if we are destined!"

A smile appeared on the captain's face and he waved goodbye to Mo Qiuran, but there was a hint of stiffness in the smile, because...goodbye?

Is this the case again?

For some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in the captain's heart, and that premonition corresponded to the future that didn't seem very far away.



After a lot of tossing, at night, the two finally returned to their starting point, which was Tang Zi's barber shop.

To be precise, this building belongs to Tang Zi, but he opened a barber shop on the first floor.

"How many kinds of abilities do you have?" Tang Zi finally asked when they were about to separate.

"To be precise, there is only one kind," Mo Qiuran thought for a while, "I can copy the abilities of the people I meet. At present... I don't seem to have found the upper limit of this ability."

"But it will consume a lot of physical strength?" Tang Zi asked, "It was the same before, and it is also this time. After the battle, you replenished a lot of energy, but you are not as sleepy as last time, because the last battle was more intense?"

"Sister Tang knows everything!" Mo Qiuran gave a thumbs up.

"Your ability sounds a bit like the Word Spirit Mirror Eye. According to records, this Word Spirit can quickly deconstruct the structure of a machine or alchemy mechanism, and quickly obtain the assembly and use methods of the device. Currently, it is possible to copy other people's knowledge or other people's knowledge. Yan Ling's speculation." Tang Zi said after thinking for a while.

"So my speaking spirit is Jing Tong?" Mo Qiuran followed Tang Zi's words.

"Of course not! Although Jingtong can be copied, there are limitations. It is absolutely impossible to copy a body-enhancing word spirit!" Tang Zi shook his head, "Unless your word spirit is Jingtong's superior word spirit..."

"What is Jingtong's upper level spirit?" Mo Qiuran asked curiously.

"I don't know. The mirror pupil does not have a corresponding word spirit serial number, because it has not yet found its corresponding position in the word spirit periodic table. Even if it is found, it will be useless. Its upper word spirit has not been found yet. Besides, why It's impossible for her eyes to be blue..." Tang Zi said.

"Is there a possibility that I am not actually a mixed race?" Mo Qiuran decided to give a little hint.

"..." Tang Zi fell into silence and looked at him as if looking at a lunatic.

"Pretend I didn't say it." Mo Qiuran understood. It seemed that this was another thing that no one believed.

"Anyway, please be careful and remember what I said before." Tang Zi said.

"Understood! As long as I have the chance, I will hug you!" Mo Qiuran immediately expressed his stance.

"You have to be careful not to expose your secrets!" Tang Zi kicked him hard with Mo Qiuran's long legs that he had been coveting for a long time but had never used before.



Mo Qiuran returned home humming a song and made a move when opening the door.

It was already night, the lights were on in the house, and the door was not locked from the inside and opened with a twist.

"It's not a good habit to come in without telling you." Mo Qiuran said as he entered the door and changed his shoes.

"The eldest young master is traveling with his beauty, so hard-working workers like us have to work overtime and wait until now~" A female voice that sounded a bit "hateful" came from the sofa.

"What you said made me almost forget that we were fighting life and death yesterday." Mo Qiuran poured himself a glass of boiled water and looked at the woman sitting on the sofa. The tight-fitting clothes outlined the perfect arc and also With a charming face, just one glance reminds people of Su Daji in ancient times, it is Mai Shutoku.

"So am I here to deliver compensation?" Mai Shutoku picked up the computer bag on the side, took out a heavy laptop from it, and opened it, "There is all the information in here, as well as the intelligence network you want. .”

"Yes, it's very refreshing." Mo Qiuran glanced at it a few times and looked at Jiude Mai, "It's just that I didn't expect you to deliver it yourself... Are you really afraid that I'll break the deal when I get the goods?"

"Potato chip girl said you're not that kind of person, so I have no choice but to come." Mai Shutoku spread her hands helplessly and said.

"Interesting, I want to meet her more and more." Mo Qiuran smiled.

"She is very fat! She eats potato chips every day! She has a double chin and a small belly!" Mai Shutoku said viciously.

"It's a miracle that you can survive until now." Mo Qiuran sighed.

"Thank you for the compliment. Anyway, everything is here, and my mission is over." Mai Shutoku stood up and stretched, and then suddenly smiled, showing off her charm, "It's not impossible if you want me to stay." sure!"

"Happy cooperation," Mo Qiuran made a "please" gesture without hesitation, facing the door, "Please go ahead without sending me off."