Chapter 49 Conflict
The steel gate, the guard who couldn't hide the smell of blood.

"This is the spiritual pressure room?"

Fang Qingyun looked a little dazed.

Fang Qingyun has always believed that the most important place in Huadu City is the City Lord's Mansion, which is responsible for the operation of the entire city.

They, the best candidates in the martial arts test, were sent directly to the City Lord's Mansion after they came out of the secret realm, which is enough to illustrate this problem.

But look!
Whether it is a building or a guard force, it must be above the City Lord's Mansion.

"This is not a spiritual pressure room, this is a scientific research institute!"

Lao Li's voice was imperceptibly complicated.

Research Institute?
Fang Qingyun was stunned.

Qingyue World is a world where warriors and scientific research go hand in hand, warriors only occupy half, and the other half is scientific research.

In life, there are too many things that cannot be separated from scientific research.

As small as daily necessities, as large as many strategic weapons.

It is said that the cars of those powerful people are all top-level floating battleships, and one top-level shell is enough to destroy a small city.

Of course, for almost all creatures, the first choice is warriors.

Because after the living beings embark on the road of cultivation, their power will change their bodies, and the most prominent point is longevity!
Who doesn't want to live a few more years.

The number of warriors is not one or two years, even one or two hundred years.

"be careful!"

Lao Li threw down a sentence and walked towards the scientific research institute first.

Be careful?

Be careful of what?
The two were startled.

Isn't this a research institute?
Huadu City is a place where scientific research is conducted, what should I be careful about here?
"who?"

Seeing Lao Li approaching, the guard looked at the three of them with cold eyes.

Several guards directly surrounded the three of them.

Several guns were aimed at their vital positions.

At this time, Fang Qingyun was surprised to find that the guard had obviously been reformed.

One of his eyes is an electronic eye, and when his body turns, he also has some stiffness.

The gun in his hand carried a strong aura of danger.

Old Li said calmly: "Bring Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong, the college entrance examination students, into the spiritual pressure room. This is the order of the city lord."

A guard took it, scanned it with electronic eyes, nodded and said, "Go in!"

"Boom!"

The door opens.

Lao Li winked at Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong again, and walked towards the gate.

When the two were confused, Fang Qingyun suddenly felt that the four guards surrounding them had cold eyes and pointed breath.

What the hell?

Fang Qingyun didn't understand.

The spiritual pressure room used by warriors went to the scientific research institute, which makes sense. The spiritual pressure room should need maintenance.

But why are these people so hostile to themselves?

On the contrary, Zhao Junhong whispered four words in Fang Qingyun's ear: "Factional dispute!"

"Grass!" Fang Qingyun was speechless, and also lowered his voice, saying: "Didn't it mean that the front line of the human race is in an emergency, why are they still fighting internally? Are they all so idle?"

"Hehe!" Zhao Junhong curled his lips and said, "Let's not talk about human races, monsters are the same, the fault of intelligent beings."

"Let me tell you, it's not just the scientific research faction and the warrior faction that are fighting, but also the two factions are also fighting. Of course, the human race is pretty good, and it's controlled within a certain range. The monsters are fighting to death, dog-brained They are about to fight out, sometimes, the human race has killed them, and they are still fighting in the civil war."

As if worried that Fang Qingyun would not believe it, Zhao Junhong said in a low voice: "It's not an exaggeration at all, for example, I castrated you..."

"Would you like to try it on?"

Fang Qingyun's hand made a crisp clicking sound.

"Ahem, you castrated me." Zhao Junhong hesitated. On the way here, Zhao Junhong wanted to have a fight with Fang Qingyun, and the two broke their arms.

In the end, Fang Qingyun yawned and got rid of Zhao Junhong.

Zhao Junhong's two hands were together, but he couldn't hold Fang Qingyun. In the end, Fang Qingyun lifted his whole body, like a fly swatter, shaking back and forth several times, and almost threw him out of the window.

Old Li was dumbfounded.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Zhao Junhong understood that the gap between the two had gradually formed.

He needs to keep working hard to catch up with the opponent.

Before catching up with the opponent, the provocation will be beaten.

"I have a grudge against that Zhou Yi. Tell me, when you both appeared in front of me at the same time, should I deal with you or Zhou Yi?"

"Nonsense, descendants must be more important."

"Zhou Yi is so ugly, maybe he is a demon?"

Fang Qingyun thought for a while, and said: "The descendants are more important, not to mention looking like a monster, it's not enough to scare the monster to death with ugly."

No one can stop them from killing those who harm their children and grandchildren.

Children and grandchildren are justice!

Zhao Junhong spread his hands, and said: "That's terrible, there are all kinds of hatred within the demon, and castrating the other party is just one of them. There are many ways to cut off the demon's wealth, and even directly kill the demon's parents."

The corner of Lao Li's mouth twitched, and he said in a low voice, "Shut up."

These two bastards, what kind of metaphor are they playing.

Ugly scares demons to death?

You are so ugly let me see!
That Zhou Yi completely lived in the hearts of these two bastards, and he might be shot black by the two of them at some point.

"Zizi!"

A huge roar sounded.

Accompanied by a while of sliding, an off-road vehicle with obvious traces of modification stopped in front of the three of them.

A young man in white overalls jumped out of the car, looked at the three of them with interest, and said, "Are you Fang Qingyun and Tanhua Zhao Junhong, the champions this time?"

Lao Li explained to the two of them at the side: "All those who have reached the standards of warriors are eligible to enter the spiritual pressure room, but ordinary people who meet the standard can only enter the ordinary spiritual pressure room, and those who have excellent evaluations can enter the medium spiritual pressure room." , Only candidates who have reached the top evaluation are eligible to enter the upper-class spiritual pressure room, and there are only more than [-] such students in the entire Aoki District."

"We are going to enter the upper-class spiritual pressure room next."

Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong looked at each other and spoke almost at the same time.

Zhao Junhong said: "I am the champion, Fang Qingyun!"

Fang Qingyun said: "I am the third child, Zhao Junhong!"

"Are you alright?"

Lao Li: "..."

What the hell, do you dare to say that you didn't discuss it in advance?

The young man smiled slightly and said, "My name is Yan Ang, and I am well-known in the scientific research institute..."

Fang Qingyun waved his hand and said: "Everyone is a man, if you have something to say, just say it."

The young man froze, and continued to smile and said, "You two are quite famous now..."

"I just said, if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush, are you a man?"

The young man restrained the smile on his face, and said calmly: "Then just say it, let me see how much you weigh!"

"Want to fight? Is there any benefit?"

The young man frowned, and said indifferently: "Are you really Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong? I always thought that those who can become the top few in the college entrance examination in Qingmu District are proud people, with self-esteem and self-confidence. Looking at you now, you look like Two ruffians."

He looked disdainful.

Zhao Junhong didn't even raise his eyelids.

I got tired of this set when I was eight years old.

"what!"

Fang Qingyun yawned and said, "Old Li, hurry up and go to the spiritual pressure room."

Lao Li smiled slightly, looked at Yan Ang with an ugly face, and said, "Okay! Let's go!"

He waved over a person from the scientific research institute and handed him the warrant of the city lord.

"This……"

That person had seen Yan Ang a long time ago, and was a little at a loss at the moment.

This is the son of the scientific research institute, with background, talent, and strength.

He didn't want to offend him.

However, the warrant of the city lord...

Yan Ang said coldly: "Since you guys... well, well, let's play a game with me, if you win, I'll give you two bottles of spirit enhancement liquid."

Lao Li's complexion changed slightly, he looked at Yan Ang coldly, and said, "Can you make the decision?"

"Of course!"

Yan Ang pointed at the researcher and said, "Ask him!"

The researchers nodded immediately.

If it's just two bottles, of course the one in front of him can make the decision.

"Fight!" Lao Li immediately made a decision. He winked at Fang Qingyun and said, "We must win."

(End of this chapter)

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