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

Right and wrong are at the mercy of people's hearts, and clowns won't make trouble for long.

Jiang is not worried about honor and disgrace, and he can see the fire with insight.

According to his instructions, the South China Military Region did not explain to the outside world, which was equivalent to accepting the criticism of insufficient medical treatment, and instead made it difficult for those who intend to suppress Jiang Buyou to know what to do.

So, they turned around and attacked Zhong Yuan, Wenren's opponent in that battle.

At lunch time, on the second day of Zhang Rui's blood loss period, the traffic increased sharply, so she stayed in her room and didn't come to the dinner party.

The other members of Feng Qing's team sat around the table, discussing the comments under the electronic version of the League Express.

Quite a few people believed that Zhong Yuan caused Wen Ren's death, and some picked up all the trash talk he said during the match against Cai Jun.

The implication is that Zhong Yuan intimidated his opponents before the battle and induced everyone to go all out.

Ironically, a large page on the side is the report of the editor-in-chief's interview with Zhong Yuan, taking stock of several of his wonderful battles, exaggerating and exaggerating.

"You actually said that I killed Wen Renping?" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise, "It's pretty good at turning black and white."

Received a call from Zhong Lan in the morning.

The little girl cried loudly on the phone, don't want the trophy, don't shake the prize, the college league is too scary! will die!

Stop hitting and go home!

In addition, Zhong Yuan also answered several phone calls.

Commander An called to express condolences, saying that he had protested to the organizing committee.

Qi Xiu called to appease him, telling him that he must go to the wedding.

The old Aunt An Caige, who hadn't been in touch for a long time, also called, telling him to be careful about plotting and not to be careless.

So many phone calls are all sincere, but the only person who really touched Zhong Yuan is Zhong Lan.

Alas, I cried for a full hour!

After that, several other people complained that his phone was busy.

Zhong Yuan talked badly, and finally found Feng Qing to coax his sister, so that she can practice with peace of mind and don't think too much.

And Feng Qing also read the League Express, and the following online comments exploded. The words and sentences of many speeches are exactly the same, and it looks like a navy at first glance.

They criticized ruthlessly, and more people supported Zhong Yuan, which turned into an online scolding war.

Later, it became more and more outrageous.

What? After Zhong Yuan played the game, he immediately went to the hotel next door to have a sorority with twenty rich women...

What else? His fan club is actually sponsored by dozens of beneficiary fathers who support him.

It's serious, it's really the same, rumors are flying everywhere, and the comment area is not locked.

The team leader of Shangjing University hurried to the Blue Sky Hotel and dragged Su Zhe away.

After all, he hasn't transferred yet, and Su Zhe is still a student of Peking University, so he should avoid it first, so as not to be implicated.

At the dining table, Feng Qing said with a smile, "Yuanyuan, you are so hot, someone doesn't like you and wants to suppress you."

Zhong Yuan frowned, "Where am I angry?"

Feng Qing said sourly, "The comment section of the League Express is all about your topic, isn't it popular after you slaughtered the page?"

Zhong Yuan couldn't help scolding angrily, "Do you think I think so? It's all a lie!"

There are more live broadcasts, and there are more materials about Zhong Yuan.

There was that black, long and straight photo to attract others, and a p-picture conference was independently launched on the Internet.

There are really all types of Zhong Yuan.

Nurses in white clothes, pure sailor uniforms, stewardess uniforms, these are relatively normal.

Later, the painting style gradually became magical.

This group of boring marketers developed the White-haired Witch, Little Dragon Girl, Evangelion version, and finally the Monkey King, Transformers, and Voldemort came out!

Feng Qing silently lowered his head and smiled. In fact, the p picture was posted a few days ago, and the Voldemort version of Zhong Yuan is quite good.

However, after one night, they were all washed down by the navy.

Xie Yihan flipped through the comment boards, and said indignantly, "These people are really brain-dead, they keep spraying Zhong Yuan, and they don't say that someone is dying."

Feng Qing sneered, "How dare they spray me?"

Chen Xu hesitated, "So, is there really a rich woman?"

Xie Yihan's eyelids twitched, and he said, "Old Chen, something is wrong with you! What are you thinking?"

Chen Xu stroked the colorful mobile phone in his hand, and hurriedly changed the subject, "I mean, I really didn't expect that Wen Renpei died! He was born in South China, this is his home field, and the young commander did not save him." he!"

"Dead and pulled down, a scum like him doesn't deserve to have such a strong ability!"

Xie Yi coldly snorted, thinking that he was almost buried in the sand, he was terrified and sweated profusely.

Zhong Yuan saw that Xie Yihan was still unable to calm down, thought for a while, and said, "Wenren's real strength is not that strong. He forcibly improved his ability. When the time comes, the retribution will also come."

At this time, a group of men in black uniforms appeared at the entrance of the restaurant.

Everyone is tall and heroic. The chest of the uniform is embroidered with a golden scale pattern, which is very eye-catching.

The restaurant staff looked around curiously and began to discuss in a low voice.

"Is it the special police?"

"I don't know, I've never seen such a uniform before!"

A team of six people, just a small team, lined up in two rows, walked in unison, and soon came to Zhong Yuan.

Captain Lin Han showed his ID and said in a low voice, "I am Lin Han, a special investigator of the Market Management Bureau, and the Wang Bureau is here to invite you."

Don't look at his serious and serious appearance, in fact, he was so nervous and excited that he exploded.

This person in front of him is the eighth seat of the Nine Ruins, the super strong man who has captured the god of death Peng Bu and the guillotine ability user!

Who wouldn't want to befriend him?

Dozens of special-level investigators almost broke their heads for this job of hiring someone!

In the end, Lin Han tried his best to overwhelm his colleagues, and promised them to treat them to dinner with their salary at the end of the month, so he got the chance.

Zhong Yuan raised his eyelids and immediately stood up. Then, speechlessly discovered, these investigators from the Market Management Bureau are really tall!

All over 1.9 meters!

When the investigators of the Market Management Bureau saw Zhong Yuan, they were very excited, and their eyes were full of respect and admiration.

Zhong Yuan looks better in real life than on TV!

Six people surrounded him, and in the eyes of those who didn't know, Zhong Yuan was about to be taken away by the people from the Market Management Bureau!

How can this happen!

Could it be that even the Market Management Bureau thinks that Zhong Yuan killed Wenren? !

Shangguanyi was the first to jump up, rushed to the investigators, and asked loudly, "What did Zhong Yuan do, you want to take him away?"

Lin Han immediately put on a businesslike look, and said in a deep voice, "No comment!"

On the contrary, the deputy beside him was quite kind, saying, "You are Shangguanyi, your battle is wonderful! Come on!"

Shangguan was dumbfounded.

no? People from the Market Management Bureau also watch my game?

And, was it encouraged?

What on earth are they here for?

Of course they are here to invite people.

Zhong Yuan had something to do, Wang Podi rushed over immediately, drinking tea in Jiang Buyou's office right now.

And Feng Qing knew that Zhong Yuan had entered Qi Xiu's small broken courtyard, so he was not worried at all about what would happen to him by the people from the Market Management Bureau.

I saw this guy with long legs slamming on the spot, the seat reclined fifty degrees, and he shouted at Zhong Yuan, "Go and come back."