Urban Hardened All-area System

The scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground.

The gloom of the bell from the abyss makes the air seem to condense.

Pan Jingyuan and the curator and his wife looked at each other, a burst of schadenfreude.

They didn't expect Ye Hong to call Zhong Liyuan so bluntly.

In full view of the public, where is the face of the clock from yuan?

In their eyes, it's just looking for death.

"Young man, you are still full of blood."

Pan Jingyuan looks at everything coldly and looks forward to the scene where ye Hong is cleaned up by Zhong Liyuan.

"Ding! Resistance to pressure, pressure resistance + 1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level. "

Zhong Liyuan is an ordinary man with no trace of ancient spirit and martial arts.

The pressure he exerts on his surroundings comes from his own experience and status.

It was the smell of battle that came out of the barrage of bullets.

Iron and blood.

In addition, he managed the examination institute for many years and accumulated the dignity of teachers, which instantly made the people around him breathless.

But night Hong is not affected by this kind of pressure.

His eyes were clear and angry.

Not only did not shut up, but the voice was more sonorous: "as the president of the examination institute, you are full of peaches and plums all over the world.

But his subordinates taught pan Jingyuan such a scum and a drunkard. What are you not an old fool?

Pan Jingyuan made a misunderstanding and darkness, but you, the Dean, pretended to be invisible. You are not an old fool! What! What? "

Sound such as thunder, the bell from the yuan skull cavity bursts of buzz.

Night Hong's body is like a flash of dazzling light, people can't look directly.

Subconsciously, Zhong Liyuan was stunned in situ.

"Yehong! What are you talking about? "

When pan Jingyuan saw Zhong Liyuan not only did not suppress Yehong, but also was countered, he was worried.

"Wait!"

Zhong Liyuan suddenly frowned, pointed to night Hong, and said to pan Jingyuan, "what do you call him?"

"Yehong, what's the matter?" Pan Jingyuan did not understand.

Zhong Liyuan looked up and down Night Hong, suddenly took out his mobile phone.

From the perspective of Pan Jingyuan behind him, it is found that Zhong Liyuan is browsing a picture of student information.

Pan Jingyuan was puzzled, wondering what Zhong Liyuan was doing at this juncture.

A moment later, when Zhong Liyuan looked up again at Yehong, he did not know why, but his eyes softened a lot.

He smiles at night Hong and says with deep meaning: "no wonder you dare to call me an old fool. You really have that capital."

Night Hong by Zhong Liyuan words make a head of fog.

But he had no time to take into account the change of Zhong Liyuan's attitude.

Since we have decided to fight to the end, there is no reason to stop!

Night Hong cold hum a, pull the hand of small Hui to walk out from the crowd.

"Come on, you and our president Zhong have a good talk about what disgusting things his good students have done!"

Where has Xiao Hui seen this kind of scene, and has she ever faced so many big people at the same time, she is suddenly nervous and speechless.

The curator also looked at Xiaohui with grim eyes, which made her afraid to open her mouth and shook her head.

"You villain, let go of that girl!

They don't want to talk to you at all. "

Pan Jingyuan scoffed at his face.

Night Hong double eyebrow micro Cu, to small Hui light way: "look at my eyes."

Xiaohui subconsciously raised her head, just on a pair of clear eyes like spring.