In my transformation, I was fooled by the spicy chicken system to do things

A girl her age from someone else's family should eat, drink, or fall in love.

But she was under too much pressure.

The younger brother is too rambunctious, so she has to watch over him all the time, and the executor's circle is too dangerous, so she has to watch over him all the time.

The relationship between the country and the executor... Forget it, let's not talk about it, she still has to take care of it.

Recently, there are always reports from various places that there is a difference in [space]. As the chief manager of Dragon City and the number one powerhouse in the Northeast, she still has to keep an eye on it.

All kinds of messy things weighed on her little shoulders, "Oh! So tired! I really want to retire!"

Zhou Xiaomo leaned back, leaned on the back of the car seat, took his bare hand from the steering wheel and put it on the back of his head, muttering to himself: "There is always a feeling that the mountain is about to come and the wind is coming, what are those old guys doing?" What are you thinking about?"

There is no answer to this question. Although she is one of the strongest group of executors in Huaguo, she is too young, and she becomes strong too fast.

As a result, she didn't know many things at all, and the high-level executors were afraid of her, so of course they wouldn't tell her everything.

But other cultivators, awakeners, and various supernatural organizations are not friendly to executors.

So it is even more impossible to say something secret to her.

This directly led to a serious disconnect between Zhou Xiaomo's strength and intelligence.

"Hmph! You have to talk if you don't talk today, I've had enough." Zhou Xiaomo frowned, his face full of indignation, he took out a mask from his bag and put it on silently, then drove away.

She was going to meet those old guys. She was too lazy to care about these things before. She firmly believed that she could handle everything with her own strength.

But the [space] experienced by her younger brother Zhou Yanyan made her very uneasy, and she intuitively felt that something was going to happen.

She is confident that she can face any unexpected situation, but her younger brother Zhou Yanyan can't, she is too weak no matter how evil she is.

Weak to the point that any [space] could knock her down...

Zhou Xiaomo felt that he had to do something for his younger brother, at least he had to figure out the real purpose of that competition.

It was nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhou Xiaomo arrived at the imperial capital.

She drove directly into the headquarters of the executor of the imperial capital.

The headquarters of the imperial capital executor is located on the outskirts of the imperial capital, and it is a small three-story building.

The whole body of the small building is blood red, and it looks extraordinarily strange. Who knows why the good building is painted blood red.

It looks like the headquarters of some kind of cult, and no one dares to come to this place at night.

There are even rumors that the place is haunted.

emmm... I have to say, the executors are really a bunch of weirdos.

He likes to wear a mask to pretend to be mysterious, and even turns his headquarters into a "haunted house". The most speechless thing is that the sign hanging on this small building is - Abnormal Human Research Association.

"Every time I see this broken sign, I really want to complain!" Zhou Xiaomo, who was wearing half a grimace mask, showed her delicate red lips, she opened the red lips lightly, opened the door and walked in after murmuring.

The exterior decoration style of the Executive Headquarters is strange, but the interior is quite normal.

Clean white walls, soft blue lights, bright red carpets...and more!No matter how you look at it, it's still weird!

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

There were guards guarding the gate, and two people wearing simple white masks saw Zhou Xiaomo, immediately stood at attention, and shouted in unison: "See you, Lord Tyrant!"

"En." Zhou Xiaomo nodded, and asked casually, "Which leader is at the headquarters now?"

"Go back to Lord Tyrant, it is God of War who is here."

Hearing this code name, Zhou Xiaomo frowned under the mask, and subconsciously sighed, "Why is it this guy!"

"hehe"

The two guards obviously knew about Zhou Xiaomo's relationship with the tyrant, so they smiled innocently and said nothing to her.

"Okay, keep guarding! I'm going to meet God of War." Zhou Xiaomo waved his plain hand, bid farewell to the two guards and continued to move forward.

"Respectfully send off the tyrant!" The two bowed their heads in a very respectful salute, watching Zhou Xiaomo's beautiful figure gradually go away.

One of them let out a sigh of relief: "This is the tyrant! The momentum is so powerful."

"That no, the woman who became a seventh-level executor in just three years and entered the temple, can't she be strong?" The other person's tone was full of envy, and his eyes gleamed.

"By the way, Lord Tyrant has a really nice figure. I think she must be a beautiful woman under the mask." The person who spoke first smiled, with admiration in his words.

"Be careful! This is not something you and I can covet." The other person hastily spoke out and scolded.

"I just admire it!"

"It's not good to praise, this is a killing god."

Zhou Xiaomo naturally didn't know that she had gained two more fanboys, so she walked into a room in a hurry.

As soon as I opened the door and entered, I saw a man wearing a golden mask sitting on the sofa in the room, drinking tea leisurely with his legs crossed.

When the man saw Zhou Xiaomo, he immediately stood up and rushed over: "My little tyrant, you finally came to see grandpa, let him hug you."

Under the mask, Zhou Xiaomo looked disgusted, without further ado, he kicked the man in the face without any hesitation, kicked him far away, and smashed a hole in the wall behind her with a bang.

It can be seen the strength of Zhou Xiaomo's kick.

Zhou Xiao silently put down those long and fascinating long legs, and said in a cold tone: "If you do this again, I promise to kill you next time."

Regarding this God of War, Zhou Xiaomo was too lazy to talk nonsense, and it was a basic operation to come up and kick him.

Why does this God of War disgust her so much...

The main reason is that she... is so disgusting.

Every time she sees Zhou Xiaomo, she asks for a hug. She is quite old, and she can be described as a model of disrespect.

When we first met, Zhou Xiaomo was still a gentle little girl... Now... Forget it, let's not talk about it, if I talk too much, it will be black history.

She became a tyrant, and this person deserves the greatest credit.

"Oh! The little tyrant's temper is still so hot, and I don't show any mercy to Master. It's so exciting, hehe! I like it." God of War crawled out of the hole, patted the dirt on his body, and laughed without being angry. His eyes looked at Zhou Xiaomo unscrupulously.

Zhou Xiaomo was annoyed by the stares, and said viciously, "You don't want your eyes anymore, do you?"

"Cough, cough, cough! Little tyrant, you have to trust Master, Master is looking to see if you have any internal injuries." The old and shameless God of War spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

Zhou Xiaomo: (ー_ー)!!

Ha ha!

It is also a shame to have such a master.

"Old man, don't bully me. I have something to ask you today. You must give me an answer today."

Zhou Xiaomo sat down on the sofa, with his long legs placed directly on the coffee table, staring at God of War with a queenly air.

Seeing this posture, God of War put away his playful heart. Based on her understanding of her apprentice, she realized that she was a bad visitor today!

It's not all going to happen.

After being silent for a while, God of War walked to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water from it, and threw it to Zhou Xiaomo: "Don't be like this, little tyrant! Speak well if you have something to say."

Zhou Xiaomo took the water, and put the bottle in his hand heavily on the coffee table: "You guys are plotting against my brother, how can I tell my mother well."

"Little tyrant, old man, I can guarantee you with my personality that no one will plot against your brother."

Zhou Xiaomo rolled his eyes under the mask, personality?Do you still have that thing?

Seeing that his apprentice was silent, God of War walked up to her and sat down, and asked, "Why are you here today? Hasn't everyone already explained about your brother? Two pieces of equipment that can be called divine weapons!

Didn't you say it was over?What do you mean by mentioning this again today? "

Zhou Xiaomo still didn't speak, just looked at God of War quietly.

stare~

Mars:"……"

My little ancestor, what the hell are you going to do!

No.20 nine

In the executive headquarters.

Ares pushed the mask up, revealing the mouth and chin and...beard.

He took out a finger-thick cigar from the cigar box, silently cut off the end of the cigar, and then lit a match to toast the cigar.

Then ignite it, take a deep breath and slowly exhale a smoke ring.

He ignored Zhou Xiaomo, and just quietly smoked his cigar by himself.

And Zhou Xiaomo didn't speak, just sat on the sofa, with his long legs crossed, leaning his back on the back of the sofa, staring at God of War with beautiful eyes.

Also don't speak.

The atmosphere in the room was a little weird for a while.

God of War smoked half of his cigar, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He put the cigar in the ashtray and said, "Little tyrant, what do you mean? You talk! How can you talk about it if you don't talk?"

It was rare for God of War to be serious, but he was a little flustered by the aura of his apprentice.

Knowing that she came with bad intentions, she just sat quietly and watched you without saying a word. It's scary, isn't it!

Seriously, no kidding.

The relationship between God of War and Zhou Xiaomo is very good. When Zhou Xiaomo was an ignorant little girl, he met God of War for the first time on a mission.

At that time, God of War was amazed at Zhou Xiaomo, marveling at her strength.

And Zhou Xiaomo also admired God of War as a man, although this old man is often talkative, he can definitely be called the master of the last generation.

He takes care of the newcomers, is kind to the old, and is a trustworthy teammate.

Back then, he even saved Zhou Xiaomo's life, and the two were both teachers and friends.

But this year-end friend concealed a lot from him, which made Zhou Xiaomo very unhappy.

"Hmph!" Zhou Xiaomo snorted coldly, and said in a strange way: "Oh! The great God of War finally wants to listen to the little girl."

As soon as he heard this tone, God of War knew that his little apprentice was losing his temper again. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Your mouth is still so..."

Zhou Xiaomo: "What's wrong with my mouth? Tell me clearly!"

God of War: "It's beautiful."

Zhou Xiaomo: "..."

I suspect you're molesting me, and I have proof.

"Okay, let's stop making trouble, let's get down to business." Seeing that Zhou Xiaomo had already sat up straight and was about to make a move, God of War quickly changed the subject: "You must have questions during this trip, so ask them! As a teacher, you will know everything and say everything do."

"Okay" Zhou Xiaomo directly took off his mask, revealing his beautiful face, his beautiful eyes were dignified: "I only ask three questions, first, who is the executor fighting for?

Second, what is the ultimate purpose of the executor?

Third, what is the real purpose of the competition for people with special abilities?

Don't fool me, I want to listen to the truth. "

Finally, Zhou Xiaomo emphasized one more sentence.

After listening to Zhou Xiaomo's three questions, God of War also took off the mask, put it in his hand, and rubbed the mask with his fingers with a dignified expression.

Each of these three questions is more difficult to answer than the other.

don't talk,

My irascible apprentice must tear down this headquarters, let's talk...it's hard to say.

This put God of War in a dilemma.

An old face was wrinkled.

After a while, the God of War seemed to have made up his mind and clenched his fists: "Before I answer these three questions, I will ask you a question. Do you know how old the executor is?"

Zhou Xiaomo obviously didn't expect him to answer this question, and was a little surprised: "Didn't [space] appear ten years ago?"

[Space] appeared ten years ago, so the executor also appeared ten years ago.

Hmm... there's nothing wrong with that logic.

God of War shook his head and smiled meaningfully: "It wasn't ten years ago, but 300 years ago."

"what!"