"Snow Melting Valley, at nine o'clock."

At nine o'clock? Is it the direction of the flange at nine o'clock, that is, to the northwest of the flange?

After speculating on the location of the Mercedes Valley, Zhuo Fan began routine meditation.

Perhaps because of the ups and downs of my mind, this time my meditation was very uncomfortable. I was almost about to enter a state of meditation several times, but there was always a thought flashing. It seemed that Mickey was wailing helplessly in a certain valley.

In desperation, Zhuo Fan ate a golden apple refreshing set. After eating the set, he simply used the essential oils from the Mist Forest.

The mysterious fragrance spread, and the heart was as quiet as a ball of crystal. Zhuo Fan's mood finally calmed down a little, and there seemed to be a fog turning in his mind.

The fog was getting slower and slower, and it continued to form various postures, telling the mystery that Zhuo Fan could not understand.

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan's head hurts and he immediately gets free from that state.

After a meditation without much emotion, his mental power only improved slightly, and it was estimated that he did not even reach L0.03.

Zhuo Fan glanced at the electronic watch and he had spent the night in meditation.

Saturday, 6:03. Town Open Day!

I opened the door and the brick and stone path in front of the house continued to extend. At the end of the path was connected to a wide asphalt road. Today is the town opening day, and the road was crowded and bustling. When I arrived on the asphalt road, I could see the fence and entrances and exits of the flange for another half an hour.

Turning back and locking the door, "Huh!" Zhuo Fan stretched out in the sunshine and stepped onto the brick and stone road.

...

In the dark boxing training room, the sound of banging and banging sounds kept coming.

Deep in the training room, a gentle man practiced his fist against a sandbag that was tall by man. His punching speed was extremely fast, and each punch made people blurred, but it was silent and strange. Only the moans of the sandbags witnessed the moment his fist fell.

The sandbag kept twisting and transforming in front of him, struggling in vain.

Behind the gentle man, an old man with a dark vest stood there.

He had been here for a while, but he just kept silent and kept playing with the golden ring on his right ring finger.

"What's the matter?" After the Sven man punched hundreds of punches, the white vest on his body finally became a little wet with sweat. He turned his head with the shaking sandbag.

The old man in the vest bowed gracefully and said, "Borrower, you decided to reconcile with Zhuo Fan before, but now there has been a little change."

This gentle man is a cobra.

"What's going on?" Cobra quickly took off his boxing gloves, picked up a large bottle of functional drinks and took a big sip. "Manager Zhou, since you are so calm, I think the situation should not be too bad!"

After pushing the gold-rimmed glasses, Manager Zhou smiled and said, "The owner of the manor is wise, I have two news now to report to the owner, one good news and the other bad news."

"Tell me, your personality is so silly haha." Cobra said, and walked to the cabinet beside him and took out an ice towel to wipe his face. "Tell me the bad news first."

"The bad news is that the mission of Zhugan and Sanbazi failed."

The last time they scared Zhuo Fan, the three bald guys said it was true. They received the task of chasing the witches as compensation for their foxes and tiger power.

"What? Two second-level warriors can't even deal with a woman?" The hand that wiped his face suddenly froze, and he turned his head.

"When they were carrying out their mission, they met Zhuo Fan."

"Zhuo Fan? Why did he get involved again?" Cobra frowned, his face looking ugly in an instant. "No, he is just an ordinary student. How could he pick two second-level warriors at one time?"

Manager Zhou shook his head repeatedly and said, "According to the two of them, Zhuo Fan has at least the peak of the second-level warrior, or even higher. Both of them did their best, but they still returned in vain."

Zhugan and Santuzi failed in the mission, so naturally they would not say that they were incompetent. Instead, they praised Zhuo Fan for being so powerful after being captured by Manager Zhou. Otherwise, they would suffer even more. If Zhuo Fan knew that he was praised like this, he would blush and be beating his heart. If he couldn't hear it, he would have to refute it.

"It's hard to deal with these two people together. This damn witch has repeatedly revealed that my goods are low and ruined my business. Just because of this little girl, we have lost hundreds of thousands." The cobra bar towel was still on the ground, holding the metal cabinet with both hands, and murmured to herself. "If you find this little girl, you must cut her into pieces."

Manager Zhou lowered his head, swept his eyes over the towel on the ground, and landed on the back of the cobra.

"Manager Zhou, do you think it's possible to negotiate with Zhuo Fan? If it really doesn't work, I will double the compensation fee, no! Add three times 20,000 to three times, which means eighty thousand. Give him the benefits of 80,000 alliance coins. Do you think he can get rid of the previous grudge between him and Wei San?"

80,000 yuan alliance coins are not a decimal. For an ordinary low-class citizen, a family's annual income of four or five thousand is already at its peak. If it is a low-level scholar, the salary of a year is seven or eight thousand.

Although it is incomparable to the city lord and others, Zhuo Fan can be considered a little rich man in this flange. If he had this money, even if Zhuo Fan eats nutritious meals every day, the annual cost would be only a few thousand yuan, which is only a fraction of 80,000 yuan.

If you use essential oils and nutritious meals to train and meditate every day, it will take less than five years to become a senior chanting artist. The principal of Flan is also a senior chanting artist.

"Don't worry, I have something for you to see." As he said that, Manager Zhou took out a photo from his vest's pocket and handed it over gently.

"Is this?" Seeing the content of the photo, the cobra's pupils shrank. In the photo, a man and a woman hugged "passionately" in front of the hotel gate. However, the photo was a bit blurry and the faces on it were not clear.

There is only one woman's side face in the photo, which shows that the woman's figure is very good.

"This is a witch."

Manager Zhou nodded, and he held his glasses: "I used some tricks to seize this shot from the camera inside the Yuese Hotel."

"This is a video of the next day after the witch and this man checked in. Who are you guessing the other man?"

"It's him?..."

Silence, Manager Zhou fiddled with the golden ring.

"It's really him? I didn't expect that there was such a relationship between them. Haha, it's interesting. It seems that I can't do it if I want to have a peace talk."

"Manager Zhou, tell me, what about your good news?" With a light grab, the whole photo had turned into a ball of debris and crashed.

"The good news is that Wang Badao has to leave the flange for at least one month because he wants to participate in the officer selection test. So..."

He patted Manager Zhou on the shoulder, and a fierce light flashed in the Cobra's eyes. It was the bloodthirsty gaze of a wild beast.

"Zhuo Fan? Level 2 peak warrior? Maybe this time I will take action myself. I should feel extremely honored to be able to personally destroy a future magician."

"When will Wang Badao leave?"

"today."

...

The asphalt road stretches straight out and leads directly to the French exit.

On a tall city wall, there is a flagpole about two meters high in the two observation decks on the left and right, and colorful flags are floating on the tops of the poles.

The flag on the right is a hundred characters with red characters, embroidered with the words "flange". The font is strong and majestic.

A huge bull figure embroidered on the left hand flag. The flag danced in the wind, making the bull more aggressive. There is a pair of sharp horns above the bull's head twisting the thorns toward the sky. This bull is a unique symbol of the Kingdom of God, and this symbol is scattered on the Eurasian Union continent.

Two rows of guards with straight military uniforms under the Xikou City Gate, each with straight backs, showing great majesty.

Zhuo Fan was mixed in the abortion, not at all noticeable. Under the gaze of the guards, the abortion lined up toward the exit.

It was still early and the abortion had not reached its peak. Zhuo Fan had only queued up more than a dozen people in front of him.

"Please show your ID card, and the system will automatically register the information of the person entering and leaving." The two guards started working as ticket inspectors.

Finally it was Zhuo Fan's turn. The guard glanced at him, saw that he was wearing simple clothes and was not old, so he didn't even bother to say a word, so he reached out and said silently the three words "id card".

Frowning, he handed over the ID card he had prepared long ago. The guard took it and scanned the machine. Including his name, age, appearance... a large string of information was directly displayed on the screen.

"Well, is he Zhuo Fan?" Looking at the screen, the guard was stunned.

Another guard scratched his head and turned his head over. As soon as he took a look, he was stunned.

Now, both of them stretched their necks, as if they were hypnotized by the screen.

To outsiders, these two people seemed to be detained in place by magic.

"Hey! Come on, is it over? I have something urgent to go to the Delin Mountains."

"That's right, I still have a business worth tens of thousands of alliance coins. If it is delayed, you guards will not be able to take care of them." The fat woman in gorgeous clothes also agreed.

"Can you return the ID to me?" Zhuo Fan's face looked bad. The reactions of the two guards were a little strange, which made him a little bit worse if he had given the wrong thing.

The two guards finally woke up and shouted loudly at the long queue: "Shut up! Shut up!"

"If you talk nonsense, you will be disqualified from the city." This sentence was cruel enough. The long queue suddenly became quiet, and even a hair fell off could be heard.

The smiling guard returned the ID to Zhuo Fan.

"You go slowly! Be careful when you go out." It's obvious that he is a big man, but he speaks in the voice of a kindergarten aunt, which is creepy.

After receiving the certificate, Zhuo Fan immediately ran away and exited the town.

Looking at Zhuo Fan's back, both guards showed confusing expressions.
Chapter completed!