Chapter 455

In the past, most of the information provided by the dark night intelligence agency was half true and half false. Because the source of the information had not been strictly reviewed, many people have been making money by changing vests.

Yu Sheng, the former boss, doesn't care. After all, he is likely to get involved, but silent words can't let it go.

Dark night town has entered a stage of rapid development, most of which is due to the establishment of the Taoist hall. In the end, they can't get a share, so they don't do it silently.

Therefore, if you want to be bigger and stronger, you must clean up the interior and find out and eliminate all those moths. As for whether you deserve it or not, you don't think about it or worry about it.

"Uncle an, can you be busy alone? If you need help, think about who you like about them and tell me directly." after the general direction is set, silently cares about the employing people. Uncle an is not young.

"I want to directly promote talents in the intelligence bureau. Don't worry, librarian. I'm familiar with these things you arranged, and I used to help the boss do them." Ambo smiled with confidence.

"That's OK. I believe uncle an's vision, and the intelligence agency will be handed over to you." Mo Yan nodded and stopped talking. To tell the truth, the Taoist hall is also short of people. Si'an, they are still children after all, and can't compare with Mo Yan, an old man.

West had to hand over his work, so he couldn't go for the time being. He chose to leave when he had nothing to do in the intelligence agency.

"Master of the silent speech hall, Xiao Ming was defeated by the Challenger again. The Taoist hall is waiting for you to decide whether to issue the badge."

As soon as he left the intelligence bureau, Mo Yan saw Zongjie anxiously waiting for him at the door, but the news he brought made Mo Yan frown.

"Go back first, lalulas." Mo Yan put his hand on Zongjie's shoulder, and then directly asked lalulas to move them back to the Taoist hall in an instant.

"Xiao Ming, don't be sad. The challenger is really strong this time. It's normal that he can't win."

As soon as he got to the front yard of the Taoist hall, Mo Yan heard boniu comforting Xiao Ming, and Zongjie, who came with him, ran over and stood nervously beside boniu.

"Here comes the owner!" Seeing Zongjie around her, boniu immediately raised her head and searched for the figure of silent speech.

"Brother Mo!"

Mo Yan's ears moved. He wondered how someone would call him that. He looked for fame, but he found a little boy running towards him excitedly, with a shuttlecock cotton floating in the air.

"Are you... Zhuzhen?" Silent speech thought carefully, and a small dark figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Ah, brother Mo, you still remember me. Ah, I'm so happy!"

"...." silent words rubbed his ears, and the good mood of meeting an old friend dissipated in an instant.

"It's high and white. Being able to beat Xiaoming proves that you have grown a lot since you became a trainer."

Mo Yan thinks about it and praises Zhu Zhen. Strictly speaking, Zhu Zhen is a silent Xiaoming who feels an arrow in his chest.

"You can already get the badge. Do you want to fight?" Silent words picked eyebrows and said.

"I know I can't beat you, but I want you to see. I've been trying! What's the point of this badge without your approval? "

Xiao Ming, who had just pulled out his chest arrow, felt another arrow o (╥﹏╥) o on his knee

"Just finished 3v3, do you still have a full formation of elves?" Silent speech didn't promise directly, instead asked.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be. I'm so excited to see mogo," Zhu Zhen said with a grin and embarrassment.

"Just in time, I'll stay in the Taoist hall for lunch, help you treat the elves and look at your friends." silent Yan said directly when it was almost noon.

"Well, well, well!" Bamboo has the final say, and everything brother has to say.

When he came to the backyard, at the command of silent words, Zhuzhen directly sent out all the elves in hand.

"Aldous, heluga, ghost stone?" Mo Yan looks at Zhu Zhen with red eyes and faces and feels that this lineup is a little familiar.

"Squeak?"

At this time, the silent alidos ran over, went straight to the same kind, waved his front paw with interest and said hello.

Zhu Zhen's Aldous hasn't broken through to the elite level, so he doesn't move in the face of his peers at the peak of the elite.

The key bamboo was still egging, "Wow, this is Alexis of mogo. It's your predecessor. Say hello!"

"... squeak?"

"Zhi Zhi Zhi ~" the silent Aldous nodded proudly, and the spider claw nodded on the other party's head, as if to say that I recognize your little brother.

"Where did these elves come from? Did you receive them newly?" As they were talking, George came over with Si'an and soon saw Zhu Zhen.

"Lunch? "Let's talk while eating." Mo Yan guessed the purpose of George's coming, so he took the people directly to the canteen.

When eating, Zhu Zhen was still excited. He had to say a few words at a mouthful. After the process of how silent speech taught him at the beginning, coupled with ten times of filter, it enriched the content and various psychological activities.

After listening to the silent speech, I was confused. Was I so serious and responsible? Still so optimistic about you? Why don't I know

However, the story has careful logic, rich content and beautiful narration.

Well, that's good!

During lunch, all the people and elves in the Taoist hall gathered together. This number can add up to a lot. There are many similar elves in it, and the relationship between them is complex.

Zhuzhen's spirit is as familiar as his master. Except for Aldous, who was actively taken care of at the beginning, the other three quickly integrated into the big army, and with great insight, they found the strongest ones and worshipped the wharf first.

"We're going to start training after lunch break. How about trying it together?" Mo Yan looked at Zhuzhen and asked.

"Well, well, you can get the guidance of brother Mo again!" Zhu Zhen agreed excitedly.

For Mo Yan, Zhu Zhen has long been worshipped blindly. Look at the elves he accepted. Except for the initial shuttlecock cotton, the other three are owned by Mo Yan.