Chapter 942：

Ye Fan nodded slightly, and walked towards the entrance of the Martyrs Cemetery along the pedestrian passage opened by Xue Furong and others.

Behind,

The expression on Ji Lanqin's face was even more shocking and unpredictable.

At the end of the year... At the end of the year, I will be able to improve my position and salary? !

This... This great man named Ye Fan, the imperial psychic master, made me fight for ten years less in one sentence! !

Ji Lanqin had a pair of beautiful eyes, staring at Ye Fan's leaving back, his eyes were full of incredible expressions.

Cai Zhizhong, who also looked at Ye Fan's figure, said to Ji Lanqin, "Teacher Ji, you are so lucky!"

"I heard that this big man is from Kyoto!"

"The position is half a level higher than that of Director He of the Demon Bureau of the Demon Capital!"

"With the power in hand, you can directly mobilize all the spiritual masters and combat units in the entire Nanjiang Province to carry out coordinated actions!"

"This is a big man who can really change the future and the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, even millions of people, with one word and deed!"

"He is willing to say a word for you today. It's really a blessing for you to cultivate for eight lifetimes!"

"Go back and submit the application report for the title promotion. I have a special approval. I believe that the principal will immediately agree to this matter!"

"We will continue to work hard in the future, Teacher Ji!"

"Ah...oh...well, Director Cai can rest assured, I will definitely continue to work hard!"

It took Ji Lanqin a long time to react.

While responding to Cai Zhizhong's words, she stared at the back of Ye Fan's departure, her heart could not help being overwhelmed with great shock.

Such a young man, who seems to be less than 20 years old, has a higher position than Director He...?

Moreover, with his words, I can be promoted? !

Even Director Cai agreed without saying a word! !

Cai Zhizhong on the side saw Ji Lanqin's wide-open eyes and guessed his inner thoughts.

While sighing that the latter was really lucky, he also fixed his gaze on Ye Fan's back.

What did Master Ye want to do when he came to this martyrs cemetery?

Cai Zhizhong couldn't help but feel this doubt in his heart.

Not only him, but all the students, teachers, and even Xue Furong and others at the police station had such doubts in their hearts.

They watched Ye Fan walk into the Martyrs Cemetery.

Ye Fan stopped in front of the statue at the entrance.

On the huge marble statue, there is a scene of a famous psychic excelling from the Demon Bureau, who is constantly charging towards the monsters and ghosts.

Very realistic!

The unyielding face of each imperial spirit master, and the look in his eyes as if he were at home, were vividly displayed.

The carving is very vivid and shocking!

Ye Fan's gaze fell on the line of proverbs on the marble base again.

"If you can't remember even the sacrificed heroes, one day our nation and our country will die in entertainment!"

The inscription is the name of the first head of the Demon Elimination Bureau of the Demon Capital.

That was the great man who established the magic capital base city with one hand, and finally died on the road to assault.

Yeah!

All those who sacrificed should be remembered, remembered, and passed down through the ages!

If even possible, if I can do it, let them come back one by one! !

Ye Fan agreed in his heart, and also thought to himself.

He bypassed the marble statue and walked up the pale and flat marble steps.

On both sides of the steps, along the mountain road all the way up, are placed one by one erected large wreaths and one after another.

Ye Fan stepped up!

Outside the entrance to the Martyrs Cemetery.

Everyone stared at Ye Fan's back.

They were slightly confused.

Everyone didn't know if it was their own illusion, and they felt that Ye Fan's age was obviously very young, but at the moment, his back was a bit heavy inexplicably.

It seems that there are many heavy things on their shoulders that they have never understood or understood!

A depressed, heavy, inexplicable sadness and grief affects everyone who sees Ye Fan's back.

Students, teachers, and Xue Furong from the police station gathered outside the entrance to the cemetery of the martyrs.

The crowd gathered.

They looked up one after another, looking at the young but spiritually vicissitudes of back.

Xue Furong sighed when he thought of what He Yunfei had told him on the phone.

Everyone looked at him.

Xue Furong said in a deep voice, "Director He called earlier and said that this team leader Ye is an eighth-sequence doomsday-level powerhouse who has stepped out of our Demon Capital Elimination Bureau!"

"It's a big man who personally participated in the battle to defend the magic capital and personally ended the crisis of the magic capital!"

"He is the pride of the entire magic capital!"

"He is definitely the hero of the entire Demon Capital!!"

Xue Furong's ordinary four sentences made all the thousands of students and teachers on the field stare.

His eyes were full of shock.

"The eighth...the eighth sequence doom-level powerhouse!!