Don't I Have a Name? Only Know to Call Me Strategic Level!

In the office of the organizing committee.

On the ground, several footprints had been stepped on the fake ID card, making it look more like garbage.

Throwing it on the road, even the homeless who scavenged refuse to pick it up, only to be ruthlessly swept into the garbage truck by sanitation workers.

After Zhong Yuan made the phone call, he didn't argue with the members of the organizing committee, and continued to sit and look out the window.

There was no blinking of the eyes, nor the natural rise and fall of the chest with breathing.

Refuse to cooperate, refuse to explain, ignore you, I am the most ruthless!

Several members of the organizing committee were shocked and panicked.

This kid is straight, like a dead man!

This is necessary.

Zhong Yuan pretended to be dead, and no one could match him.

Cat Zhong Yuan plush toy, the real Zhong Yuan inflatable doll!

However, Zhong Yuan is not a quitter character.

Even if you don't want to take care of it, you should still keep an eye on the drone before the person who takes over arrives, so as not to lose its track.

It's still crawling.

The speed is not fast, deliberately walking in a zigzag, specifically picking a secluded corner to walk, without attracting anyone's attention.

Obviously, the early built-in program of this drone has already entered the venue map and set the exit route.

Still no one noticed it!

Zhong Yuan's complexion became even more gloomy.

Maybe the previous college leagues were also done like this without knowing it.

Think carefully...

He has been sitting quietly, looking out of the window, and there is no sign of jumping up and attacking for the time being.

The members of the organizing committee felt a little relieved and went aside to whisper.

"Tell me, who did this kid call just now?"

"I heard him calling the other party Brother Xiu."

"The atmosphere of the Jianghu is so strong, it smells like a bandit leader! It can't be some evil organization!"

"Lawless, he formed a clique because he thought he was strong! Misbehavior! In my opinion, the organization behind him must be severely punished!"

"But... Yes, I heard him call, and it seems that he has been saying that he doesn't want to do it anymore?"

"You said, Brother Xiu, it can't be... it's Qi Xiu?"

"!!!"

"!!!"

Several people were horrified and silent for a few seconds.

One suddenly laughed and said, "Why are you so nervous? Whoever met Qi Xiu didn't call him Mr. Qi respectfully? Don't even think about Qi Xiu's age! You can be his father now! Brother Xiu!"

That said, it seems quite reasonable.

Then, a group of people stared straight at the trampled cards on the ground.

Assuming that this card is really the identity card of the eighth seat of the Nine Ruins, would a normal person step on it?

Be sure to keep it treasured and wipe it with alcohol every day!

"Stupid!"

"Maybe he didn't dial! Just pretending!"

"It makes sense!"

"Yes, exactly!"

A group of people continued to deny Zhong Yuan's identity with a self-affirming attitude, so they were relieved.

Here comes the most critical question.

"He doesn't want to lift Yang Sheng's mind control, we can't do anything about him..."

A group of people sighed.

They've all been torn apart, and they're in a vile shape. Do you have to look back, can't you just ask for it?

No one can pull this old face down.

In fact, there is still a way to go.

Call An Guanfeng and ask him to come forward.

However, Lao An is notoriously protective of the calf, so it's already good if he doesn't come to lift the table, so expect him to mediate?

At this time, the talent of the organizing committee discovered that their attitude towards Zhong Yuan was wrong from the very beginning.

How can mortals have any means to restrict real geniuses?

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Beep beep beep!

The phone hangs up directly.

Qi Xiu had an incredulous look on his face, smoke was coming from his head, and he was so angry that he almost smashed his phone.

He also said that Zhong Yuan is just around the corner!

What a fart!

He hung up on him after speaking, obviously playing tricks!

Now that Jiang Buyou knew the inside story, he must have two devil horns on his head, put his hips on his hips and laughed, laughing at them that no one can use them in Jiuxu, and even child laborers can't be retained!

However, two nuclear holes were opened in Otsu City, and the situation was unstable, so someone had to sit in Shangjing City.

Qi Xiu couldn't leave and was extremely annoyed, so he started writing text messages.

Jiang Buyou, you can laugh if you want! Zhong Yuan is mine, and your subordinates intercepted him from carrying out his mission for no reason. If I report to the Market Management Bureau, no one will be cured! You have to take care of Zhong Yuan's business! Otherwise, I will never end with you! Give me a quasi-letter! I am waiting online!

Although Jiang Buyou is arrogant and defiant, his ability to do things is really strong.

How could it be a quick word to suppress the ruins.

Moreover, even if he became the commander, he would still personally go to the battlefield, lead the team to kill aliens, and sometimes even go to support other military regions.

The halo and praise on his body are all piled up with real achievements, not in vain.

Qi Xiu didn't like Jiang Buyou, but he had to admit that among several military commanders, no one was more capable than him.

As long as what he promised, it will basically be done quickly.

In the garden of the Blue Sky Hotel,

Jiang Buyou felt the phone vibrate.

A text message came in.

It must be Qi Xiu.

Just hung up his phone, Zhong Yuan didn't have time to speak, he must have misunderstood.

You didn't like me in the first place, so this text message is here to scold me!

Open it and look at it, and bring shame on yourself.

Don't look, what if there is something urgent?

It's freezing cold, what's the rush? don't read...

Buzz!

Another one!

I can't stop cursing, can I?

No no, maybe there is something urgent?

Jiang Buyou was holding the phone, and as usual, he was caught in a tangle.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz buzz!

Terrible, who is this, SMS bombing!

The cat Zhong Yuan looked at him and said, "Commander Jiang, you have a text message."

Ever since knowing Jiang Buyou's identity, it's so weird no matter how you look at it.

The commander of his own military region is a middle-aged uncle, and the commander of North China is also an uncle. Only the South China side has a sudden change in painting style, and he is a young man with a common language.

Zhong Yuan had a good impression of Jiang Buyou. I even feel that there is a common language.

For example, they all like to go to convenience stores to exchange shopping points for ballpoint pens.

Or, that Snickers bar.

Zhong Yuan also loved to eat in his previous life, and always kept one in his pocket.

Because, at that time, in order to save money, he hardly ate lunch, and he was hungry in the afternoon, so he took a bite, which was cheap and full, and against hypoglycemia.

Seeing that Jiang Buyou's phone was vibrating, the cat Zhong Yuan said, "Don't you want to take a look? You don't have to worry about mine."

Jiang Buyou frantically pressed the cancel button as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, "You can just call me by my name, and you don't have to be so extravagant."

Zhong Yuan thought for a while and said, "Then I will call you Young Master Jiang."

"also."

It's a bit like a dude's title, and it's apt to be paired with the nickname of Young Marshal.

However, the unpleasant hum could not be pressed.

It must be Qi Xiu, his hand speed for texting is as fast as his sword!

Jiang Buyou's eyes twitched.

The last 29% of the power, will soon enter the low power mode.

I had no choice but to turn on my phone and take a look.

Sure enough, I guessed right.

Qi Xiu yelled and cursed in the text message, copying and pasting all kinds of things, it was endless.

Single old man, nothing to worry about,

If you have this little time, you might as well find a wife and make a villain!

More than one hundred text messages came in ten seconds, wasting telecom resources and wasting other people's mobile phone power!

Jiang Buyou complained repeatedly in his heart, and quickly replied with a word.

it is good.

Now, it finally stopped.

Then, Jiang Buyou put the phone in his pocket and said, "Zhong Yuan, where's your deity? Are you still at the stadium? How many old men are still embarrassing you?"