v17 Chapter 684： Krypton does not change life

In Zifeng's view, the government is a huge board of directors, but this is just a place for these big companies to adjust their contradictions and distribute their interests.

"My name is Zhang Chaoran, how about you call your brother?"

The fat man almost started to be established.

"Purple Wind."

"Oh, it's still home, it will be close."

This fat man can be said that he is also a very good local city, and he knows a lot about goshawks.

Like the two walking the "long dragon" together, Zifeng also learned something about the goshawk from his mouth.

This kind of recruitment is divided into three stages: first, age test; second, polygraph test; third, physical test.

". Do you think, if you don't take a polygraph test, what if you have spies from other gangs?"

The fat man screamed.

After the completion of these three stages, the candidate passed only a preliminary disciple or a test disciple. It is not an official disciple of Goshawk. There will be a one-year trial period.

In this year, Goshawk will release various tasks, according to the difficulty, complete the task from one to two points, as long as it reaches, it will become the official disciple of Goshawk.

"Little brother, listen to me, the level of this task may be related to our future status. Senior disciples will be trained by the gang after they become formal disciples, and their chances of promotion will be reduced. The disciples must be high, so small Brother Tian should never hold on to the idea of ​​long live transmission! Brother Xiao Tian, ​​this big secret can't be told to others."

The fat man looked mysterious and whispered in Zifeng's ear. "Cut, I think this is a big secret? Isn't this something everyone knows?"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from behind the fat man, and suddenly fat man appeared on his face, as if he had done something wrong and was caught.

"Who is who!"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a teenager staring at him with wide eyes.

This little boy is not only about one year old and sixty-five years old, but also about sixteen or sixteen years old. He looked as big as Zifeng, with a black felt hat on his head and black dirt on his face. Mud, unable to find his original face, holding half of the wolf's head in his hand, smiling, showing two rows of crystal clear white teeth, but they are not commensurate with his whole body. The eyes are dark and very smart.

"Who are you? Why do you want to listen to us? Good-looking!"

The fat man said nothing.

At first glance, the boy looked like a stray, he was not in the mood to talk to him, and he overheard his speech.

Zifeng is looking at the young man, thinking, eyes rolling, I don't know what to think.

"Hey, what is eavesdropping? You don’t want to fall into this fat man. You don’t have a vertical sign here saying that people can’t approach. This is a public place. If you can stand, my voice is so loud, ten meters It’s far away. I can hear it, I don’t want to hear it, but it will reach my ears, and it’s really contaminated my ears."

The boy spoke like a machine gun, and a series of white hurriedly made the fat man plug in, his face flushed.

"Damn, you are a little boy, me, me, me, I am jealous of you!"

Zhang Chaoran said that he suddenly clenched his fist to the young man, bringing a gust of wind, but this surprised Zi Feng a bit.

This fat man seemed harmless to humans and animals, but he did not expect that his power was not small.

Zifeng does not intend to intervene. He didn't know these two people. This was just a friendship with the fat man, he always felt that the boy seemed to be wrong.

Oh!

The chubby fist was swinging midway, and suddenly he was fascinated by his feet, lost weight, and fell a dog to eat.

Fatty Zhang Chaoran got up and stayed up late. He didn't know how he fell. When he raised his head, he saw a dark smile in front of him. He was very angry and was punched.

"Ouch!"

The teenager seemed to be flustered and fell forward. It just cuts into the arms of the fat man. The left hand violently waved from the elbow of the obese man. The fat man only felt that his arm was numb, and the fist that was thrown softened.

Then the boy fell down, and he didn't know when his foot was hooked on the fat man's ankle. Leaning on the strength of the backrest, he turned around again.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zifeng's mouth. Looking at a few priests who don't know when they will arrive, they have some guesses about the boy's identity.

The boy's movements seemed random but hidden. It is obviously a martial arts body, and the goshawk surrounded by the surrounding condors will be cautious. They were only a little closer, but Zifeng could tell that they all attached great importance to it. The boy is in front of me. It seems that this boy pretending to be a street kid should be the big boy of Goshawk. Although I don't know why this boy and the ordinary people who came to apply, this does not prevent the weak rise in Zifeng's heart. some thoughts.

"Maybe, you can use it!" He thought of his chin.

The fat man who was thrown aside was completely angry and angry. He saw him blushing and yelling, and he slammed into the smiling boy in front of him.

At this time, one hand was placed on his shoulder.

An obese man who is already in a state of violent walking does not look at who he is, but his life. He didn't expect this hand to be as solid as a rock and very stable as before. He actually fixed his figure.

Some goshawks will have different colors in the eyes of the disciples. Although this fat man has no source, it is a natural force. With sufficient strength, a thin boy can pull him with one hand, which is even more powerful. This is quite impressive!

It seems that there are many talented and good seedlings this year!

They didn't know that Zifeng was a perfect person, but his power was born and everyone was surprised.

Fatty Zhang Chaoran looked back and saw Zifeng hugging himself, he was even more surprised.

He has a natural understanding of his natural degree. As an orphan, he swayed in the street on weekdays. With the strength of three or five big men, he can't cope with himself. Without him, he couldn't be so fat.

Unexpectedly, the wealthy young master looked very thin, but he could only use one to pull himself!

Fatty is more certain of his own judgment. Only those who are wealthy can have enough nutritional supplements so that their children can exercise regularly from an early age. Even if there is no source of exercise, the body is usually stronger than the child of the poor.

Of course, Zifeng's performance is too strong now, so the fat man thinks this child is as natural as him.