System experience officer

Chapter 1942. Martin System 22

Han Zifeng typed again: "She was born to be alone. Those who can play well with her are those with a tough fate and bad luck."

The young lady kept saying to one of the murderers, "My boyfriend." Then she pointed to another one and said, "Ex-boyfriend." Zi Feng spread his paws, and all the policemen had one question in their minds: Is the hit rate so high?

So they happily visited Qi Ningning's home and the neighbors around him. They actually found quite a few cases: a dismembered murderer, a mentally ill man who had escaped from prison, and several corrupt officials. In short, the group of police officers said, "Don't sleep any more recently."

Even more shocking was that among the pile taken away today, there were also items from people who had lost their jobs and were selling things. That night, the police officers went out again. "Hmm, we've finished our year's work." Zi Feng spread his paws. "Is this really okay?"

Wen Zeming said happily, "You've arranged our annual performance in no time." The lion turned his head away, a look of disgust on his face. A group of police officers rubbed their noses, also a little disgusted. What should they do? However, this is their job. If they finish the work quickly, they may not be able to leave.

But even so, the school still has fixed patrols. After all, if a protected animal suddenly appears, although the animal does not need protection, the people around it do need protection.

When Zi Feng regained consciousness the next day, his first reaction was to cover his face. It was for no other reason than that his mission today was to ask for a title, and he was the weasel who was asking for it.

Zi Feng took a deep breath, opened the Origin Group, and started cursing: "First, you guys are getting cocky, right? You're asking me for a title, are you tired of living? Putting aside other things, even if it's from the Pangu family, who dares to talk nonsense to me?"

The first one asked weakly, "What's changed about you today?"

Zi Feng roared in an octave higher, "You're a weasel asking for a title. Even if my boss comes here, he might not dare to give me a title, right? There aren't many people worth your consideration anyway, so find me a superior yourself."

Now, a bunch of origins below all sent a string of orders. Even Uncle Jiangchen said, "We zombies and big guys can't handle this thing. We can't handle it."

The Origin of the Wa Clan: "First, you're so busy with this mission, aren't you? I won't even take this job."

As I started to play a little, I suddenly felt that I had dug a big hole for myself. Zi Feng was still there, jokingly urging everyone: "Hurry up, hurry up, tell me how to play."

Everyone nodded. This time, the first one made a rather exaggerated mistake. He thought for a long time, sighed, and said, "You can find a place to play for a day."

Zi Feng said cheerfully, "Okay, but this also needs to be changed. After all, what does this job have to do with you?"

First: "Okay. Ask your system to make a note."

Zi Feng nodded, and went to play. She said to the Martin system: "Give me some feedback and tell your boss not to ask for this job to be banned. It won't matter what it becomes." What could the Martin system say? It made the arrangements.

Zi Feng didn't think about anything else and directly wrote to Wen Zeming: "Play me a card and don't talk today. It's easy to get struck by lightning."

Wen Zeming posted three question marks: "What do you mean? What are you today?"

Zi Feng replied, "A weasel seeking a title, whether you say something nice or not, will be struck by lightning. The kind that even Pangu and Nuwa can't handle. Yeah, so I can keep quiet today."

Wen Zeming realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly found two training police officers, who stood by the little guy and handed him the dog tags. Qi Shaofen looked at the dog tags curiously and questioned, "What's wrong with you?"

The police officer next to him made his point clear, and everyone rolled their eyes, wondering if there was anyone who could be so mean. To be honest, most Chinese people wouldn't be too curious when they see a police officer watching them, but there are those who follow the rules, and there are those who don't.

Just then, a member of the Metaphysics Association swaggered in, took off her badge, and looked at her eagerly. Zi Feng said she didn't want to bother with him, while Qi Shaofen quietly reported the incident to Wen Zeming under her real name. Wen Zeming knew that today was going to be quite lively, so he quickly pulled someone over to see what was going on.

Don't say anything. This person from the Metaphysics Association is really a man of great skill and courage. That's right, it's courage, not daring. The first thing he said was, "Do you want to become a human or do you want to continue?"

Zi Feng opened his mouth and said, "I think you want to get hit."

The man opposite said arrogantly: "Little demon, how arrogant! I am Xuan Xiang Zhenren."

Zi Feng complained: "I am still Nuwa, you little brat, don't learn your lesson, get out, get out, get out."

Xuan Xiang Zhenren: "How outrageous."

Zi Feng looked up at the sky in disdain, then her eyes glared, a dark light emanating from them. She uttered, "How dare you!" Xuan Xiang Zhenren actually responded to her words, collapsing with a thud, dropping to his knees with a thud, his knees slamming into the ground. Zi Feng grumbled, "You can't even handle this, and you're so nervous coming up to me and showing off! Who gave you this life-threatening mission? You've lost your mind, haven't you?"

Xuan Xiang Zhenren asked in horror: "Who are you?"

Zi Feng spread his hands and said, "Nuwa. She didn't lie. She's registered. Even though she's not the one who mended the sky, she has to listen to me. As long as the problem is who's reasonable, I'm only responsible for beating them." He flipped through the pages a few times and said, "Look, the reward is still up there."

Xuan Xiang Zhenren was speechless. He pointed at the sign next to him and said, "Getting hit?"

Zi Feng replied calmly: "My true level is equal to the Heavenly Dao. Although I am at the level of a rookie, it does not mean that any weird guy can bully me. My headmaster cannot do that."

Xuan Xiang Zhenren asked curiously, "Grand Master? Pangu?"

Zi Feng replied, "They are the third oldest, the Great Dao and the Heavenly Dao. The next ones are Pangu and Nuwa. So, is it normal for you to be struck by lightning?" Xuan Xiang Zhenren suddenly felt that he was greedy for money. Zi Feng complained again, "Oh, I've already reported my situation today. So, you are just a jerk." Xuan Xiang Zhenren suddenly felt that today was not the day to talk.

Zi Feng looked at the miserable state of the real person. She pondered the table and said, "Just kneel down and don't speak today."

Xuan Xiang Zhenren nodded frantically. "Just kneel down. It's better than being hacked to death, right?" Zi Feng ran to the side to eat roast chicken. While eating, he said, "By the way, remember to repair the playground tomorrow." Xuan Xiang Zhenren nodded.

I thought that was all I would do today, but before Zi Feng had even finished his chicken, he heard a lame voice saying, "Oh, a yellow-skinned creature that has become a spirit. Very good. How about I make you a god?"

Zi Feng glanced at him, then shuddered and transformed into a human form. Without even glancing at the guy, he continued happily eating his roast chicken. A bolt of lightning struck the sky, and in an instant, the unfortunate Japanese soldier turned to ashes.