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Chapter 175: Young Master of Airborne Dodge Sugar

Doudou must have watched a lot of bad movies lately.

Song Shuhang was preparing an eighty-hundred-word essay in his head to denounce the beans, and a cell phone ringing in his pocket.

Open it up, it's the call from Huang Shan Zhenjun, the leader of the group.

Song Shuhang connected: “Senior Huang Shan, what is it? ”

“Ha ha, didn't I tell you I ordered a car for you and White Honor? Thirteen vehicles have now been transported to a designated underground parking lot near Jiangnan University City, and the remainder will arrive in succession within a month. Someone will call you later and you will pick up the car at any time. I've already packed the whole parking lot, just park the spare car there.” Huangshan Zhenjun smiled softly.

Song Shuhang listened to his heart move. After learning his driver's license, he naturally wanted a good car. In addition to flying in the blue sky, the luxury car is one of the dreams: "No problem, I can go anytime! ”

Zhenjun Huangshan lowered his voice and asked: "Is there another thing beside you, the white honored one? ”

“No, I'm on my way back from school.” Song Shuhang replied.

“Well, I told you, have you been lucky lately?” Zhenjun Huangshan asked softly.

“Luck, as if Senior White had been very lucky lately.” Song Shuhang nodded.

For example, when the lottery was drawn outside of E-City, the prize was immediately won. For example, in the previous contract of "Spirit Ghost", scattered bodies flew in and out of the sky, exploding a flying sword and a bronze ring.

Now the flying sword is used by the white honorable as a surrogate.

“Well, it's already started. Be safe, Sailor! The luckier Senior White, the more you pay attention.” Huangshan Zhenjundao.

“Be safe? Why?” Song Shuhang questioned.

“For example, a meteor suddenly falls from the sky and hits the white honor. Then he unraveled the meteorite and got a lot of refiner material that the monks could use. It's good luck, isn't it?” Huangshan Zhenjundao.

“Mmm.” Song Shuhang nodded.

“What if that meteor almost killed you next to the White Priest? Or were you seriously injured?” Huangshan Zhenjun lowered his voice.

Song Shuhang immediately realized: “Zhenjun, do you mean? Baek seniors' luck often comes with bad luck? ”

“Nor is that the term, more appropriately, ‘ask for money'! Just be careful and you'll have a good harvest.” Zhenjun Huangshan exclaimed.

“Okay, I get it.” Song Shuhang nodded, is that why seniors in the group are hiding from Senior White?

“And finally, one more thing. It's kind of a personal experience that a senior gave you.” Huang Shan Zhenjun means a lot: “Lately, you should talk to beautiful girls, such as Yoshiko Yu from our group" Jiuzhou No. 1 ". Talk to her often and think about her beauty. Or there's a lychee fairy in the group, who recently beat up an indigenous god from a foreign country who had offended her, and she should be online a lot these days. You have more contact with her when you have time, she prefers to take selfies, you can always see some beautiful pictures of her, look more, think more about her beauty. ”

“What?” Song Shuhang listened to a misty water.

“Nothing, more contact with beautiful girls is, listen to your predecessors, it's true!” Huang Shan Zhenjun means a lot: “Then I'll hang up. ”

Dudu... Zhenjun Huangshan hung up.

Song Shuhang grabbed the phone and was depressed: “So, I always felt that the elders in the group often spoke half and left half. Why didn't you tell me? ”

The beans beneath turned their heads and looked deeply at Song Shuhang, then nodded silently: “Nothing, don't listen to Huangshan Dayi, he is too dirty! ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

On the other side, the pharmacist's suite.

The white man leans against the white wall and puts on a handsome posture: “Is this okay? ”

“Yes, yes, that's it!” In front of him, a woman in a police uniform, about twenties years old, with a SLR camera in her hand, swallowed her mouth.

She is the person in charge of the street office who handles the 'temporary residence permit' for the White Honourable.

Pa Pa Pa Pa, after taking three consecutive pictures of Bai Zheng, she licked her lips: “One more posture at the end, after the photo, I will select one from among them and give you a temporary residence permit! ”

“Oh, okay. But do I need so many pictures to get a temporary residence permit?” The White Honored, though confused, still cooperated well, making a handheld forehead, very cool posture.

“Needed, needed! I have to make the perfect temporary residence permit!” The policewoman seriously said that she had turned over the SLR camera photos, about twenty more.

Too bad, I want to take more pictures. Even she wanted to take the man in front of her, Song Bai, back into the camera. It was so handsome! Go back and show off to your female colleagues for a long time.

Song Bai, that's the name of Bai Jing's now.

Because the White Honourable only has a single ‘white’ word, it is inconvenient to use an ID card. So when Snow Wolf Cave master made his ID, he immediately put the Song surname on.

After taking the last photo reluctantly, the policewoman left her contact details and said: "Mr. Song Bai, in two days at most, I will be able to deliver your temporary residence permit! Feel free to contact me if you need it urgently, I can get it for you in advance! ”

“Thank you.” White honored smiled at the policewoman.

The policewoman was blushing, carrying a SLR camera and watching her liver pour out. Finally, he couldn't help but look at the white dignitary and leave the pharmacist's suite.

White honored man darkly relieved breath, he carefully controlled his breath throughout the whole photography process, lest his natural ‘charm’ leaked out, tired.

When the policewoman left, the white man came to the small courtyard and pulled out a large box.

Here… is the ‘trophy' he saved yesterday and this morning after struggling. In addition to the large screen electricity, chin water machine, speaker, rice cooker, induction cooker in the morning, there is also an extra hood, microwave oven, soy milk machine...

If the policewoman hadn't come earlier in the morning, he'd have had more to tear down.

Of course, when these things broke, he carefully carved out the illusion array in situ. In the short term, no one will see the abnormality - hopefully Song Shuhang's little friend will not see the abnormality!

Before Song Shuhang returns, dispose of these things first!

And at this moment… a little baby fat girl is sneaking up on the pharmacist's suite, and she is careful to crack the defensive array - the sugar master of the air pirate door.