On the rooftop of the tall building.

When the vice president of the Evolution Association saw the explosion suddenly, he subconsciously took two steps forward. If He Xiuwen hadn't pulled him, he would have fallen.

"It's over, it's all over."

The vice president stood beside the rooftop, his eyes were dull and his thoughts were gone.

"Let's go."

He Xiuwen shook his head, no need to watch it next, he can run one by one.

Although he was gone, he didn't feel sorry for him. After all, he was just cannon fodder.

What's more, it was not that there was no gain. At least one dual supernatural person who was suspected to be the [True Ancestor] was discovered. This is the key.

"You can send someone to check the student these two days."

He Xiuwen ordered as he walked: "Look at what is going on, do he really know two superpowers, or did he use some special tricks."

It’s not that he is too careful, but that there are too many people who use sluts or high-tech disguises superpowers, and he is upset when he sees it.

After hearing this, the vice president was stunned: "Who will investigate?"

“Of course…”

He Xiuwen paused for a moment, and when he thought of the scene just now, he couldn't help but sigh.

He set up a small organization just to collect intelligence and run errands.

This wave was blown up by the manager of Seven Stars, and now there are no one running errands.

"Forget it, I'll just go and contact him by myself."

He Xiuwen glanced at the decadent vice president and instructed: "Collection of the rest and go back to the laboratory to stand by."

He didn't know that the laboratory had been recycled by the investor.

"The laboratory is gone."

The vice president found a chance to complain and quickly said, "The chairman of Shengjie Group drove us out and asked you to see him with the first generation of secret techniques."

"President, what is the secret technique of the first generation? Is it the book in your hand?"

He saw the president keeping the black book with him, and he thought it was a good baby.

He Xiuwen: "..."

Only then did he remember that the agreement with the investor was the first secret technique, which was something he had arranged before leaving the Linhuo Research Institute.

However, he didn't even see the [True Ancestor], where can he go to find the first generation of secret techniques?

"There is no secret technique, let's forget about the laboratory..."

After thinking about it, He Xiuwen said, "You can find a hotel to repair it yourself and wait for me to contact you."

"hotel......"

The vice president looked embarrassed and hesitated: "Well, President, can you allocate some funds to us? We have no money."

When they were kicked out of the laboratory last night, their fund accounts were also frozen, and they all slept in vans.

Now the four vans have also been bombed. If they don’t ask for some funds, they will probably have to sleep on the streets tonight.

"It's so miserable."

He Xiuwen looked at him speechlessly, took out a bank card from his pocket and threw it over.

"There are more than 80 million in this card. You can book a hotel and stay in the hotel first. Give some pensions to the dead, and go to the hospital for the injured to register."

Vice President: "!!!"

He was stunned when he took the card, and even couldn't believe his ears.

More than 8,000? Or more than 80,000?

Why is the president so rich?

"Thank you, President!"

"Okay, I'm going to meet someone, you can go and share the money."

He Xiuwen waved his hand and got on the elevator alone.

The vice president held the bank card and ran the stairs excitedly.

The second floor of the hot pot restaurant.

"Didn't you ask?"

The seven-star manager looked at Xiao Zheng in confusion.

"What are you asking?"

Xiao Zheng replied: "You can just shoot it out and you won't be able to jump right away."

Is the hot pot restaurant still wanting to live?

You can live if you lose money.

"If you ask a few questions, you will still have to submit a report."

After the civilian staff had put their pens, ink, paper and inkstone, Manager Qixing turned his attention to Deacon Bei and asked, "Tell me, what is your organization's name?"

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the North Deacon neither committed suicide nor the toughest, he said honestly: "Evolutionary Association."

“Check it out.”

Manager Qixing turned to the recorder next to him and said.

Half a minute later.

The recorder was confused: "There are more than 50 evolution associations in the country, which one is you?"

Deacon Bei lowered his head and whispered: "We are not here."

The dozens of people they had no qualifications to be included in the file.

"That's a big deal!"

The manager of Seven Star looked dark: "Where is the stronghold, where is the old nest?"

Deacon Bei replied: "In Shengjie Pharmaceuticals under the name of Shengjie Group, that is provided by our investors."

"Shengjie Group?"

Before the seven-star manager could react, Chen Chu, who was beside him, said in surprise.

Not only him, but even the old classmate standing by the window looking at the opposite building frowned and looked over.

"how?"

The seven-star manager looked at Chen Chu in confusion: "Your father's?"

“No, no, no…”

Chen Chu quickly shook his head and explained: "This is my classmate's father, his second-generation rich man, his father, Boss Sheng Jie."

"oh."

The manager of Seven Star responded, turned to the recorder and said, "Just remember Shengjie Pharmaceuticals. Shengjie Group is so big, they must not know that a laboratory under their name was invaded."

Chen Chu: "..."

Good guy, all the reasons have been arranged, right?

“I’ll ask my students when I go back.”

The old class came over, said something, and looked at Chen Chu, and said lightly: "Look that you are not injured, so let's go back to class with me."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Chu's face changed slightly. He held the wall beside him, covered his head and shouted: "Teacher. I have consumed too much mental power, and now I have a headache."

"The headache won't delay your class."

The old class sneered, nodded at the Seven Star Manager, and pulled Chen Chu downstairs forcibly.

"Student Chen Chu, come here to play when you have time!"

Xiao Zheng waved goodbye.

"Next time, next time."

Although Chen Chu agreed, he made up his mind to never come again.

He saw the scene of bombs rushing. He hid a bomb every few meters. Who dared to come?

When he thought about the scene where the guests were happily eating hot pot, but there were three bombs hidden beside him, he was shivering.

This radius of several hundred meters will be his penalty area in the future.

From the second floor, the old man also saw the picture of hell in the hot pot restaurant. His face suddenly changed and he looked at Chen Chu with his squint eyes.

He saw Chen Chu and Miaomiao walk out of the hot pot restaurant calmly, without even a look of fear.

Are young people so brave nowadays?
To be continued...