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Qinglin City.

Zhan Bajing, wearing a rubber raincoat and holding a hollow metal whistle stick in his right hand, diligently performed his patrol duties.

"Pa! Pa!"

This was the sound of sleet hitting the raincoat.

"Da! Da!"

This was the sound of raindrops falling.

Since the New Year celebration, the weather had suddenly become strange.

First, it rained heavily for two consecutive days, and the temperature briefly rose a bit, then the temperature dropped again, with light rain and sleet every day.

For seven consecutive days, the sky was covered with large swaths of dark clouds.

Zhan Bajing reached out and wiped a few raindrops from his face, muttering in a low voice: "Damn weather!"

In previous years, this period of the New Year, although not the coldest time of the year, usually only snowed and never rained.

"Woof! Woof!"

The two spirit mastiffs of this patrol team echoed.

Although the two dogs were also wearing raincoats, they couldn't protect their whole bodies after all, and they happened to be furry guys, whose fur was particularly easy to get wet.

Therefore, the dogs hated rainy days the most in the patrol station.

Patrol Captain Jiang Man, who was also the only female patrol captain of the Sixth Station, smiled: "Di Gua, Nan Gua, hold on for another half an hour and you can go back to the station to blow warm air."

Hearing the word "warm air," the two spirit mastiffs wagged their tails happily.

Not long after.

The patrol team arrived at an intersection.

This was the edge of the station's jurisdiction, and across from it was the territory of the Ninth Station.

The dogs suddenly looked ahead and barked loudly.

"Woof! Woof!"

These barks revealed obvious vigilance.

Zhan Bajing heard the sound and looked over, immediately seeing several patrolmen wearing uniform raincoats, just walking out from a corner.

It was the people from the Ninth Station.

"Woof! Woof!"

The two dogs on the opposite side also barked fiercely at this side without politeness.

Zhan Bajing gripped his whistle stick, his expression becoming a little unsightly.

Just three days ago.

For the "ownership" of a thief, a small conflict broke out between the two stations, and the patrolmen on both sides almost got into a fight.

Even the spirit mastiffs quarreled, and one spirit mastiff from this station was accidentally bitten by a spirit mastiff on the opposite side, and a large clump of dog hair was torn off.

The final result was that the Ninth Station was the winner, and this station suffered a solid loss.

Precisely because of this feud, these two groups of dogs were very incompatible.

"Yo!"

A lazy male voice floated over from the opposite side.

"Patrol Captain Jiang, are you worried that another thief will escape to the jurisdiction of our Ninth Station, so you came here to guard it?"

This sentence was obviously mocking.

The faces of a group of people changed when they heard it.

Di Gua and Nan Gua growled "woo woo," and even the fur on their necks stood up, wishing they could pounce on them immediately and start a fight.

Jiang Man scolded unceremoniously: "You bastard surnamed Ma, one day I will poke your back door with a whistle stick!"

The "bastard surnamed Ma" she was talking about was Ma Nanshan, the patrol captain leading the team on the opposite side.

Subsequently.

A scolding match began.

Several passers-by who happened to pass by, seeing the two stations fighting among themselves, all hurried away with umbrellas, fearing they would get into trouble.

Only one passer-by with a scarf around his mouth and nose, who looked like a teenager, was holding a black umbrella in his right hand, watching the war of words with great interest.

Until a round-faced patrolman from the Ninth Station started the "map cannon" mode:

"You can't even stop a thief, and you have to rely on the Ninth Station to catch them. Your Sixth Station is incompetent and should thank us."

At this time.

The teenager suddenly coughed and interjected: "Patrolman, allow me to say a fair word, that sentence is a bit too much!"

Zhan Bajing turned his head and stared at the teenager, looking a little puzzled.

The round-faced patrolman retorted without thinking: "Little brat, get the hell out of here, do you have the right to speak here?"

Zhan Bajing seemed to remember something, his face full of disbelief: "My God! You are… no, you are… uh, you…"

Because his emotions were too excited, this new patrolman actually became incoherent and couldn't say a complete sentence.

The teenager reached out and pulled down his scarf, smiling: "Bajing, and everyone, long time no see!"

In this instant.

The group of people at the Sixth Station were all dumbfounded.

Even the two dogs stared with their dog eyes.

The teenager's gaze turned to the people at the Ninth Station, and he said calmly: "I personally think I should have the right to speak here."

Jiang Man was the first to come back to her senses, exclaiming: "Patrol Captain Cheng… oh, no, Xuan Shi Master, why are you back in Qinglin City?"

As a super genius who came out of the Qinglin City Patrol Station, his legendary deeds had already spread throughout the official station.

Not to mention the patrolmen, even the cleaning ladies were familiar with it.

The youngest deputy colonel of the Black Armor Army, the youngest and most promising patrol station chief of Anhua City, and the youngest grand administrator who had single-handedly subdued the entire city.

And—the rare talent in the entire Tai'an Small Spirit Realm who advanced from warrior to Xuan Shi at the fastest speed!

Any of the above events, described as "thunderous," is not an exaggeration at all.

At this time.

The round-faced patrolman who had just cursed was immediately frightened and turned pale: "Xuan… Xuan Shi Master, I… I…"

For an ordinary person to say a "get out" to a Xuan Shi Master, this is definitely a crime of insulting a Xuan Shi.

According to the law, this is a crime that requires imprisonment!

One year minimum!

No reduction or exemption!

Cheng Han earnestly admonished: "Politeness is a person's basic cultivation, and patrolmen represent the image of the patrol station, so they should pay more attention to polite language in public places."

This sentence was obviously not only aimed at the round-faced patrolman, but also at all the patrolmen here.

Perhaps it also included the spirit mastiffs.

Because when the dogs barked, there were no good words in their dog mouths, but ordinary people couldn't understand what they were shouting.

Therefore.

Everyone and every dog present dared not breathe loudly.

Cheng Han shook his head and said softly the punishment measures: "The two patrol captains will have all their bonuses for this month deducted, and the patrolmen will have half a month's bonus deducted. Don't do this again in the future."

Although this was an act of overstepping authority, with the status of a Xuan Shi, even the grand administrator would not dare not execute it.

A group of people breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Han looked at the round-faced patrolman again: "Although ignorance is no excuse, everyone must be responsible for their words and deeds. You don't have to go to jail, but you must be fined half a year's salary."

This was actually letting him off the hook.

Because once he was imprisoned, he would inevitably lose his job as a patrolman, which meant that his future would be ruined for the rest of his life.

The round-faced patrolman had a feeling of surviving a disaster, stammering: "Res… Respected Xuan Shi Master, I am very… grateful for your magnanimity."

Cheng Han beckoned to Zhan Bajing: "Bajing, I plan to go to the Fifteenth Middle School for a stroll. Will you accompany me?"

This time he returned to Qinglin City to deal with some personal matters and bid farewell to the past.

And the Fifteenth Middle School was his alma mater, and Zhan Bajing was also a student who had just graduated from the Fifteenth Middle School, so it would be convenient to ask him about the situation if he called this guy along.

Zhan Bajing was stunned for a moment, then quickly said: "Okay!"

Cheng Han held up his black umbrella and walked forward on his own.

Zhan Bajing exhaled nervously and followed closely.

A group of patrolmen stood in place, looking at me and I at you, everyone felt a little weak in the legs.

Although the Xuan Shi Master was not angry and spoke quite kindly, for some reason, the pressure was extraordinarily great.

Chapter 3.

After writing the transition chapter, the Xuan Shi chapter will begin.