The intern girl looked at her eyes for a while, and the elevator started to go down.

After ten seconds.

The elevator door opens.

suddenly see the light.

Appearing in Jiang Han reluctantly, it is an underground square full of futuristic technology.

There are stainless steel walls that can reflect human faces everywhere, and there are instruments in the square that cannot be seen at all.

As soon as Jiang Han appeared, dozens of people in the square suddenly gathered their eyes.

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Bosses, a new day, a new flower evaluation ah ah ah, remember to give me a little bit! *

Chapter [-] Thank you for not applying for a card (three more, please collect!)

do not know why.

The people in the whole square looked at themselves with a kind of excitement, joy and even a little longing.

As Jiang Han and the intern sister paper came out.

Crash.

Immediately, a dozen or so big men who seemed to be immortal, domineering, or weird and ruthless gathered around.

Jiang Han and his intern sister Zhi were surrounded by them.

Pairs of eager eyes stared at Jiang Han tightly.

This scene, Jiang Han has a deep sense of familiarity. ,

After a long while, he said earnestly and clearly: "Let me go, I won't apply for a card, thank you, my family is poor and there is no oil and water."

? ? ? ?

All the seniors of the Psionic Energy Bureau who seemed to be big bosses were suddenly at a loss.

After a full minute, they came back to their senses.

What's the matter with this kid, he treats himself and others as a card salesman and advertiser? ! !

The seniors who seem to be big bosses suddenly fell into deep self-doubt: Am I not high enough?Which one looks like Mr. Tony!

Jiang Han had already walked to the middle of the square.

Every time he went to get a haircut or the gym, he was surrounded by people asking if he could get a card, that was the atmosphere.

The subconscious thinks that these people are similar in nature.

After all, the Psionic Energy Bureau also needs to have a meal, which is understandable.

"Senior Jiang Han, this is the strength test machine of our Psionic Energy Bureau." Noticing that Jiang Han was interested in something that looked like a boxing machine in front of him, the intern sister hurriedly introduced it.

"Although it looks like a boxing machine, in fact, it is extremely high-tech, and a huge amount of money has been invested in the development of this test board alone."

The intern girl said with a little pride in her heart, "The test board can withstand a huge collision, even if it is a ton heavy truck and chariot, it will not be damaged."

This kind of new stuff, Jiang Han couldn't help but touch it, tsk tsk amazed.

It seems that the seniors of the big boss have found an opportunity to regain their image at once.

A sturdy man with muscles like a rock and a height of two meters grinned: "Boy, this thing is unique to our Psionics Bureau, and it can test everyone's strength coefficient."

"Although you have reached the threshold for joining the Psionics Bureau, but in terms of strength, you should not be able to beat this board, depending on your thin arms and thin legs, so don't look at it."

He didn't have any malicious intentions, he just teased Jiang Han as a potential future intern.

The gossip in the Psionic Energy Bureau even said that the new intern's previous task of becoming a regular was to pull Jiang Han into the Psionic Energy Bureau.

It is even more confirmed that Jiang Han is a very potential person.

After speaking, the stout man punched directly on the strength testing machine.

boom!

The boxing board shook suddenly.

Then the LCD screen pops up a number: 500.

The other seniors who looked like big bosses around also laughed, maintaining the air of seniors and said: "Lao Yan, aren't you talking nonsense, let alone an intern, it's hard to leave a 100 data on it."

"I think this young man has great potential, follow me, and promise that within half a year, he will surpass Laoyan's data."

"You're young, it's already very good to be seen by the Psionic Energy Bureau, boy, don't be hit by Lao Yan."

When they were done, they laughed to themselves.

however,

Just a few of them laughed.

The other members of the Psionics Bureau couldn't laugh at all.

The younger members of the Psionics Bureau, including the interns, all stared at them dumbfounded.

Are these old people in the Psionics Bureau the wrong line in their brains? !

The apprentice received Jiang Han's body! ?

This is...

Boss Jiang Han.

Approaching the host of science in the third issue of station B!

As long as you have watched his video, you will know how fierce this big guy is.

Even if you haven't seen it, you should know how terrifying this big guy's recent record is in Su City.

Talking about the ton of zombies playing casually as a ball, the scientific supernaturalness of a group of ghosts with no red faces and no heartbeats, A-level supernatural events have become a family...

A man who is convinced even the lv20's Song Yazhi.

How are these guys so embarrassed to pretend to be in front of Jiang Han...

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

The old people who were trying to accept apprentices from the Psionics Bureau also felt that something was wrong.

Why is everyone looking at themselves with a pitiful, foolish look?

They looked down.

The zipper is not opened, and there is no bad behavior of openly walking birds.

Jiang Han glanced at them, seeing that these guys didn't have any malicious intentions.

He decided not to care.

then.

boom!

Jiang Han casually punched the strength tester.

Rumble!

The whole machine could not withstand the power of his punch, and the boxing board began to disintegrate. In a flash, the entire boxing test machine began to crumble, followed by fire, and the smell of burnt stench spread.

The whole machine is obviously scrapped.

Jiang Han frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

He stared at the intern sister paper: "Don't you say that this thing is high-tech and can't be destroyed?! How can it be broken when you touch it!? Your Psionics Bureau is fishing and law enforcement?! I tell you..."

"I have no money!!!"

"Can't afford it!"

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Old irons, give some comments on flowers

Chapter [-]: The Ghost for the Dead (Four more! Ask for collection and evaluation of flowers!)

The intern girl's small mouth has become O-shaped, and there is no tendency to return to its original state after a minute has passed.

Not just her.

Jiang Han looked back and saw that almost all the people in the Psionic Energy Bureau looked like this:

(Д)(Д)(Д)(Д)(Д)

Each person took a dozen breaths of cool air, as if seeing God throwing a handkerchief upside down.

This makes people have to worry about whether the air in the square is enough for them to breathe.

"You... The Psionic Energy Bureau is not so short of money, and you want to blackmail me as a working poor?" Jiang Han tactically tried, "How about we see if this thing is still under warranty?"

The atmosphere was ruined again.

The shocked people silently pressed their almost dislocated chin back, hid in a corner and wept secretly, choosing not to be greedy.

"I... worked hard for ten years to reach the five hundred value!" The collapsed muscular brother Gui was banging against the wall, whimpering like an abandoned little resentful woman.

"Since Shengyan, why Shenghan!" he said in pain.

The other old people next to him who felt their faces were swollen, their faces were red and ears were red, and they extended their hands full of colleagues' friendship, patted Lao Yan's shoulder, and comforted him gently.

"Lao Yan, don't think like that, he may be Zhuge Liang, but you're more than a pig butcher at most."

"Yeah, Lao Yan, I want to open something. Although you are good, you are not handsome."

"I believe, brother, as long as you devote yourself to practicing for decades, with your talent, you will be able to successfully continue to widen the gap with Jiang Han."

Lao Yan: (д)┬─┬ノ┻━┻ flip the table!

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