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Chapter 29 Laboratory(1/2)

In the end, Yuan Xiaotian fled in panic.

The mobile phone barrage pops up wildly.

Apart from calling 666, they are calling the anchor to shit.

Yuan Xiaotian couldn't stand it at all.

Not to mention the upside down spinning 360 degrees, he couldn't pull it out even if he pulled it normally in front of everyone...

Too scary.

There are really traditional martial arts in this world?

That move is a scattered hand?

Yuan Xiaotian was still confused until he escaped far away.

Bai Xiaofei shook his head gently and walked towards the distance.

Now his body is getting stronger and stronger, but is it useful?

Still can't live long!

While being bored, the middle-aged man not far away looked surprised and finally walked over.

"Little brother, can you stop and talk?"

Bai Xiaofei paused, looked back at the middle-aged man, revealing doubts.

What's wrong?

This uncle also had a second-year illness?

Actually, he is arrogant?

Can you talk about it?

Is it easy to get second place in such a big grade?

He moved his heart, turned around, clasped his fists and said, "What's wrong with this senior?"

The middle-aged man became more and more weird. He immediately folded his fists and greeted him, "I dare not, can you talk to me?"

One side of the girl looked confused, blinked her eyes and looked at her second uncle.

This is...what happened?

Did her second uncle ever speak so much?

Is this a lot of TV series?

Also, what era is it, this young man is calling him senior?

"Okay, senior!"

Bai Xiaofei said.

"Please, little brother!"

The middle-aged man said.

Bai Xiaofei endured the strangeness in his heart and walked towards the pavilion not far away.

The middle-aged man also endured the weirdness and followed him.

One side of the girl was confused throughout the whole process and hurriedly followed her quickly.

Have you really met the ancient martial artist mentioned in the story?

Although she has practiced traditional martial arts, traditional martial arts are only for strengthening and defending themselves. All the ancient martial artists in it have the power to move mountains and rivers.

Is there really something in this world that I don’t know?

With a hint of expectation and ignorance, she accelerated her pace and followed.

Quiet pavilion.

The two sat down safely.

The middle-aged man asked the girl to temporarily retreat and wait.

The girl reluctantly left the pavilion and waited, but her eyes kept glancing at Bai Xiaofei, full of curiosity.

Is this a strong man who has returned from the city?

"Senior, I wonder what you can do?"

Bai Xiaofei continued to write.

"I'm sorry to say this, can we not be so second-class when we speak?"

The middle-aged man coughed a few times and said.

"Ahem, that's what it means."

Bai Xiaofei said awkwardly.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Little brother, let me ask you, you should be an alien, right?"

"Um?"

Bai Xiaofei's eyes flashed and he said, "What does it mean?"

"The little brother is the kind of person who specializes in handling special events, right?"

The middle-aged man stared into Bai Xiaofei's eyes and asked.

Bai Xiaofei became alert, "Old sir, I don't really understand what you mean?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Little brother, your face is different from others. I have come into contact with a few strange people like you. They are the same as you, both in their expressions and temperaments. They have a...well, the smell of a dead person. I don't know if this is appropriate."

"The smell of dead people!"

Bai Xiaofei's eyes were fixed, he stared at the middle-aged man, and looked at him unkindly.

"Yes, maybe it's a common problem for people like you. According to my observation, you seem to be more between life and death, and the smell of dead people blends with the vitality of living people."

The middle-aged man said.

"Sir, what does a dead person smell? Can you smell it?"

Bai Xiaofei stared at the middle-aged man and said.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, pointed at his eyes and said, "It's all up to you. I'll tell you that I have been a soldier before, and what I experienced on the battlefield made me extremely sensitive to dead people!"

soldier?

Bai Xiaofei's heart was even more strange.

Is this meeting with a big shot of urban recluses?

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

He no longer beat around the bush and did not want to continue to be second-class.

The middle-aged man pondered slightly and said, "Okay, I'll say clearly that there is indeed something I want to entrust with my little brother, and it should be yours!"

"Supernatural Event?"

Bai Xiaofei's eyes condensed.

"Yes."

The middle-aged man nodded.

"Okay, stop talking, why should I help you?"

Bai Xiaofei looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "In other words, what benefits can you give me?"

"benefit?"

The middle-aged man thought a little and said, "If you can solve the problem, I can calculate the money for you according to the international price standards."

Bai Xiaofei shook his head and said, "There is no need for money. I just got a sum and couldn't spend it. This thing is worth nothing to me."

He said it right, and he got eight million at once. According to his current method of spending, it is impossible to spend it within three to five years.

He has no parents and relatives, so no matter how much money he earns, it is useless.

It’s okay to have a parent, but before dying, he can still earn money to support his parents.

But now he has no worries, and it doesn't make much money anymore. Eight million is enough to buy a good cemetery.

"Is this what..."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, understood and said, "It seems that ordinary things are difficult to impress the little brother, but I can recommend you to enter a club where it is said that methods of suppressing the resuscitation of evil spirits are circulated. What do you think?"

"Suppress the resurrection of the evil spirits?"

Bai Xiaofei's eyes flashed, and he was unbelievable.

"Yes."

The middle-aged man said, "Actually, it was not you who first knew about supernatural events in this world, but some super-consortiums and senior capitalists. You should know that supernatural events have existed since ancient times, including various legends, real ones, and various kinds of them.
To be continued...
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