I Was Once a Legend

The news that Cui Zuojing singled out the submersible squad all over the whole Heimdall.

The deep dive person can't say such a shameful thing. When the first person came and asked if they were real, An Dong's face was blue.

Who leaked the news?

This is really too much for them to lose face, anyway, they are also one of the most powerful teams in Heimdall, Anton’s personal strength can rank in the top five in the entire organization, but even so, he Still being beaten by the young man named Cui Zuojing.

Yes, he immediately found Heinrich, who was in the office on the third floor, after the "consultation". The first was for him to help heal everyone's injuries, and the second was to find out that the young man who easily overthrew the three.

Heinrich took them to the open-air garden on the top of the building. He pressed one hand on the trunk of a lush banyan tree. The other hand touched Anton's still-bleeding nose and raised an eyebrow. He said, "Go Looking for him?"

The answer is self-evident. No one spoke for a while, and finally the woman hesitated and said: "We were just trying to see the situation of the division team..."

Heinrich took a little pity in his eyes, he sighed, and in accordance with the principle of sustainable development, let go of the banyan tree that began to decay because of the extraction of life energy, and changed to another one, saying: "You It’s not good to find anyone. I have to find the one who is the least provoking. His name is Cui Zuojing. I used to go into a box with their team. I know a little bit."

"So what do you think of his strength?" Anton asked. "When he just discussed, he didn't seem to use his abilities."

"His strength..." Heinrich paused, thinking of the young man in the Twilight Island who had slashed the guard to protect the balance, cut off the head of the god bird perching branch, and looked like he smelled blood again. With the wind blowing into his face.

He chuckled softly, saying one by one:

"Unfathomable."

"Is it really good to spread the news like this?" Lin Hangzhi lay on the back of the sofa and reached out to see the phone screen in Cui Zuojing's hand.

The chief culprit—Cui Zuojing's feet overlapped on the coffee table. He wore a pair of black and light trousers, and his leg lines became smoother and slender. The whole person slouched lazily on the sofa and fiddled with his mobile phone.

"What's wrong." Cui Zuojing clicked to refresh. What is the origin of the team named "Sing on the New Review", and one person in it can turn all the deep dives?"The post posted a few new posts, and he glanced at it. "Fake it, if this post is not green, I would stand upside down." Reply to the question below, "Thank you better for your chrysanthemum, okay?"

Clicking the send button, Cui Zuojing also lost his interest and locked the phone's screen on the desktop, saying: "Only let everyone know that we are not troubled, and there will not be many unnecessary troubles in the future."

Lin Hangzhi admitted that what he said made sense, but he was still a little worried and worried: "Doesn't this make a big move?"

"What are you afraid of, how did we promise Heinrich? He wanted to help him get the name of Heimdall out. Since that is the case, it will be a matter of time. So, the reputation of our afternoon tea party was so good. Years have passed, our legends still circulate in the pure white world, don’t you want to experience this feeling?"

To be honest, fame is not very attractive to Lin Hangzhi. If he is a fan of fame and fortune, he wouldn’t go to study medicine in his own way, but since Cui Zuojing thought very clearly, he didn’t need to worry.

Each organization has its own internal forum. Cui Zuojing just wrote down what happened that day and posted a post. For the development of the post with the "HOT" logo in just one day, there is nothing Not surprised.

The curiosity of other teams about them will only increase unabated compared to the deep dive team, but the deep dives rely on their confidence in their own strength and come to test first.

The two were chatting. Dong Zheng came down from the second floor. After finishing physical training, he took a shower, his hair was still wet, and the dripping water droplets printed dark dots on the shoulders of his shirt.

Seeing Dong Zheng coming, Lin Hangzhi remembered something like that, and straightened up immediately, not so close to Cui Zuojing. Just now he was almost on his stomach in order to see the phone screen clearly.

After a few days of careful observation and serious thinking, he can basically be sure that the two are the kind of relationship he imagined.

Although Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing do not seem to be engaged with the same sex, since they made their own choices, Lin Hangzhi will accept it anyway.

Cui Zuojing didn't pay attention to Lin Hangzhi's suspicion. He thought that Lin Hangzhi just had something to say when he found himself, so he turned his head and asked, "Oh, what are you doing with me?"

"Ah, didn't I get a card for divination in Twilight Island? Now that I have almost figured out how to use it, I want to ask if you can help me test it."

Cui, the little mouse, and Zuo Jing readily agreed: "Okay, what do you do?"

Lin Hangzhi vacated the table, put a black square as a divination place, took the card out of his pocket as a treasure, and put it neatly in front of Cui Zuojing: "Now say what you want to do divination And select five cards."

Cui Zuojing glanced at Dong Zheng and paused. A cunning smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He said, "I want to know how my future feelings will be."

Lin Hangzhi was a little surprised: "Count this?"

"Yeah." Cui Zuojing held out his hand to select the card. "For now, the only thing I want to know is this."

Just one moment before his finger touched the card surface, one hand held him down.

"Don't count." Dong Zheng stared at Cui Zuojing, clutching his hand in his palm. "Other things can be left by you, but this one won't work."

Cui Zuojing looked at him, his other hand holding his cheek, his eyes brightened: "Don't you want to know the answer in advance?"

"No, not everything is suitable for knowing in advance."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Cui Zuojing threw out his tongue and no longer deliberately teased him. He pulled his hand from Dong Zheng's palm and asked, "Can I change another question?"

Lin Hangzhi nodded hurriedly and gave Cui Zuojing the question of his temporary change.

The result was not bad. Dong Zheng was called away by Lin Hai halfway. Lin Hangzhi made sure that he couldn’t hear it. While collecting his cards, he whispered to Cui Zuojing: “Don’t pull me if you two play around next time. Okay, I'm so scared."

"What's so scary about this?" The teenager laughed out loudly, and the two brothers embraced Lin Hang's shoulder, saying, "Don't you think it's fun to tease him?"

Lin Hangzhi: "........................ Isn't this good?"

Cui Zuojing looked indifferent: "What's wrong, let's say I haven't made up my mind yet. Since he has an idea for me, he would also ask for a loss."

Lin Hang's opinion Cui Zuojing did not shy away from this topic. The heart of gossip suddenly rose and asked in a low voice: "Oh, yes, what is the situation with you and Dong Zheng."

"It's as you see it." Cui Zuojing stood up and patted his shoulder. "After a while, we will go to Heimdall. Everyone has to go and prepare."

Poor Hang Zhi was left in place, blinking, trying to digest the information in Cui Zuojing's words.

Finally, he sighed sadly—Linhai loves Wangque, and now Dong Zheng and Cui Er seem to be together again, leaving him alone in the team.

Difficult!

An hour later, all the members of Wonton Splitter Squad came to Heimdall again.

There were many people in the hall, and it seemed that some gathering had just been held, and the crowd had not completely dispersed. Some people recognized that they were newly rated S-level organizations, and whispered to their peers, or secretly peeping, or being bright. Look over.

Except that Cui Zuojing didn't care, everyone else was a little nervous, but Dong Zheng disguised well, stretched a handsome face, didn't look at the crowd who were looking at them, and walked toward the intelligence room squinted.

His performance made a good example for others. Dong Linhai put his hands in his pockets and pretended to be a cool guy with a two-meter leg walking in the wind.Walking through the hall, leaving behind the whispering whisper, Linhai whispered: "It seems that we have become celebrities too."

Cui Zuojing shook his head proudly: "I allow you to pretend to be a big tail wolf through my limelight."

Several people came to the intelligence room, swiped their cards and entered into separate operations, and one person was responsible for several rows of counters to find information about the hell circus.

Although the world thinks that the afternoon tea party has already left the pure white territory, and their identity cards have been revoked inside the white bird, but Fu Zhe still has some permissions for the white bird. Before entering the god's back garden, he planned for the rain and reserved for himself. A key can be entered into the Shiratori database.

That is Fu Zhe's mouth, his "old friend" in Shiratori.

With the help of Dong Zheng's core ability, the two dived into the White Bird's database and called up some news about the Hell Circus. They learned that the circus had just left the VI area, and the next stop was the top of the giant tree.

They are afraid of being discovered and dare not access more relevant data. This kind of confidential database is generally managed by NPCs hired by the organization. Once there are any abnormalities, those NPCs that are specifically given functions by Kether will be easily noticed.

More specific clues can only hope in the intelligence center of Heimdall.

In the same room as the library, except that they had no one else, Dong Zheng searched on the computer of the Intelligence Department, and the remaining people searched for paper documents-Heimdall has not yet unified the database, and there are many materials that are members According to the experience in the box, it was voluntarily sorted out, and this part is mostly kept in the form of paper documents.

"Look at this, it is written here that they saw a circus poster in the safe house!" Half an hour later, Dong Linhai took the lead in discovering.

"When is the document?"

"Last week." Dong Linhai handed the document to Cui Zuojing, and he heard the sound of a "drop" swiping at the door of the intelligence room. He looked over and a short-haired girl was coming in.

Dong Linhai didn't care, thinking that he came to check the information, until the girl looked at the crowd and went straight to Dong Zheng in front of the computer.

"Hello." She whispered, "Are you the captain of Wonton Splitter Squad, Mr. Dong Zheng?"

"It's me." Dong Zheng heard the voice away from the screen and turned his head. When he saw the girl's face, he was stunned.

The girl also froze obviously, and after a few seconds she showed an incredibly complicated look: "I didn't expect it was you."

At the reception a few years ago, walking across the red carpet with the arms of the king, the face of the princess-like pride girl gradually overlapped with the girl in front of her. , More neat and tidy.

Although the two did not meet many times, Dong Zheng was still certain that they did not admit to each other.

Dong Zheng released his mouse and nodded to her, saying, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Miss Xia."