Chapter 90

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"Oh... Then do I have to call someone else's sister in the future?"

"What? Don't want to call?"

"Well, my mother said that a good boy doesn't lie, and Chenchen is a good boy and doesn't lie."

"Haha... That's how it should be. You can call it whatever you want in the future. You don't have to feel wronged. If something goes wrong, there will be an uncle."

"it is good……"

The nephews and uncles had already left, but their conversation was clearly spread throughout the entire hall of the Supernatural Association. The woman behind the counter was so angry that her face turned blue and white, and many people around were snickering and scolding Yun. Che is an idiot, the King of Hell is easy to provoke, and the little devil is difficult to deal with. He offended Miss Sun, who is in charge of registration and task registration. Don't expect to have a good life in the future.

Of course, not all those present were those who couldn't stand their bright clothes. The few supernatural teams who stayed in the hall were still very calm. To say they were not envious would be a lie. Who doesn't want to be like before the end of the world Are you dressed neatly and tidy? But where is such a condition? Only Amitabha is alive, but they are not jealous and that does not mean that they will meddle in their own business. It is only twenty days in the last days, but they have already taught them a blood truth. The sickness of the Virgin Mary is a terminal illness and will die!

Zhou Zeyu and Lu Haixuan were the only ones present who didn't change much. Yun Che didn't seem to be lethal on the outside, and he was even a little frail. Usually he didn't bother to care about that much, but it really annoyed him, let alone one The service staff registered at the counter probably won't even be able to use the official high-level officials, not to mention, there is a well-known summoning shòu behind him.

Well, Xing Feng's name for summoning shòu is well-deserved, and he probably won't be able to take it off in this lifetime.

Chapter 57 Registration Team (2)

"You roll, roll non-stop!"

In a certain corner of the office hall of the Supernatural Association, Yun Che almost lifted the small round table in front of him.

"Cough...Zeyu, I also don't think it's very good to coax."

Yun Che couldn't take it anymore, let alone Lu Haixuan? It's not that they are too picky, the main reason is that the names Zhou Zeyu thinks are more terrifying than each other. What kind of qiáng is Ling Yun, domineering and invincible. It just broke out, and it's already very crowded.

"What's wrong? Every name is cool, handsome and tyrannical, right? Brother Che, you are very strong, and you are afraid that others will not know?"

Looking at Yun Che's slashing eyes, Zhou Zeyu shrank his neck in disgust, looked away and muttered in a low voice, he thought it was fine, he used to play games and build guilds like this, how could it not work in reality? ? With Brother Che's strength, how could those vulgar names be worthy of him? He is also for their good, Brother Che hurts his heart too much.

"You're afraid that others won't know."

He let out a savage breath, and Yun Che then retracted his gaze, Xiao Pangchen seemed to have seen something, took out the lollipop in his mouth and stuffed it directly into Yun Che's mouth: "Uncle don't cry, Zhou Uncle is bad."

"Forehead……"

Where does he look like he's about to cry?

Yun Che's forehead went dark, and he couldn't vent his nephew's innocent eyes, so he simply rubbed his head: "I won't cry, just wait a minute, I'll take you to the market when you're done."

"Well, uncle is good!"

Xiaopangchen nodded obediently, reached out and patted his arm comfortingly, turned around and took out a lollipop, bit off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth.

Not far away, a dark boy who looked about five or six years old was staring at Xiao Pang Chen, turning his head to look around, Xiao Pang Chen noticed his gaze and rushed with a lollipop. He smiled sweetly, but who knew that the little boy turned his head with a snort, causing Xiaopang Chen to be unable to regain his senses for a long time, and his eyes unknowingly climbed a little lost, children still prefer to play with children , But Xiaopangchen is alone and alone. He finally met a little brother, and people don't seem to like him, so why don't you feel sad and lost.

"Grandma, I want to eat lollipops, you go and let him take out all the lollipops."

But what he didn't know was that as soon as the child turned around, he grabbed the middle-aged woman next to him and threw it away. From what he said, it was estimated that middle-aged women did not have a lot of gān. Otherwise, what would happen to a child who was only five or six years old? Maybe open your mouth?

"What lollipop..."

The middle-aged woman looked in the direction of the boy's finger, and the moment Xiaopangchen, Yun Che and the others fell into line of sight, the woman with the flesh on her face immediately became jealous, and looked like she was going to eat people.

"Mom, what are you looking at?"

A strong man who looked to be in his twenties walked over with a loud voice, and the middle-aged women turned around and cursed: "Look, look, what about the top ten teams in terms of strength? Compared to you, Mao Zi is also pitiful when you are your son. You can't even eat a lollipop. Do you think you have a bad heart as a father? My mother really gave birth to you for nothing..."

Both mother and son had the voice of Yan Luo, and the middle-aged woman did not have any intention to lower her voice. For a time, basically everyone in the hall looked at them, and Yun Che, who was researching the team's name, was no exception. Maybe A little frightened, Little Fat Chen unconsciously leaned over to Yun Che's side.

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