Wei Junzi Wants To Die

“Tie Zhu, I am the supervisor of the Supervision Division. I will not let the Supervision Division betray its former glory.”

After saying this, Director Lu left the Supervision Division.

Looking at Director Lu’s back, Zhao Tiezhu’s eyes suddenly turned red.

Nowadays, when many people bring up the Supervision Department, they often refer to it as “eunuch party” and “lacking dog”.

Many people have forgotten that in the ten years of the Great Patriotic War, the military achievements made by the Supervisory Division are no less than that of any prestigious Legion.

During the ten years of the Great Patriotic War, the death rate of the inspectorate has remained high, because most of them are active in the most dangerous front lines.

This man raised nine children with his own hands. Except for the youngest nine who did not go to the battlefield, the eight adopted children and himself spent half of the ten years fighting on the front line.

Old Fourth The fifth died in battle, the third is still in a coma, and the seventh loses both legs forever.

The people from the Supervision Division also climbed out of the sea of corpses and blood.

The Inspectorate should have received flowers and applause after the war. They were also heroes.

Many people forget.

But Zhao Tiezhu has not forgotten.

Manager Lu, didn’t forget.

Zhao Tiezhu still remembers that before the victory of the war, Director Lu once told him with pride that the Supervision Division would change the way of living in the future.

Later, the late emperor died.

God is God.

Everything has changed.

Although the power of the Adoptive Father and the status of the Supervision Division have not changed, Zhao Tiezhu can see that the Adoptive Father’s smile is getting less and less.

Friends of the Adoptive Father—and fewer and fewer.

Many people say that the Adoptive Father must be betraying the Lord for glory.

Even within the Supervision Department, many people think so.

The silhouette of the Adoptive Father is getting lonely.

But Zhao Tiezhu has always believed that this is the Adoptive Father who is worth following for his whole life.

Today, he finally felt the pride of the Adoptive Father again.

This feeling, it’s been a long time since we last met.

Zhao Tiezhu smiled, tears streaming down his face.

“Lao Jiu, if you don’t do it well this time, I will definitely shoot your shit out.”

He completely forgot, now it’s Zhao Tiezhu standing there and letting him If he hit, he would only hit his hand, and Lu Yuanhao would have nothing to do with it.

…

Wei Jun was actually quite satisfied when he saw his two assistants for the first time.

Bai Qingxin, a very beautiful woman with dead eyes in her eyes, looks like she has been tortured all over by reality.

Even if this kind of person has the ability, she will generally not make it out. Her heart is already dead, so naturally she will not be her right-hand man.

Of course, it doesn’t matter, Wei Jun values Bai Qingxin, or her “Death God” trait.

Lu Yuanhao is more satisfied with Wei Jun than Bai Qingxin.

This Little Fatty… well, he is not too young in terms of age, at least bigger than Wei Jun of this life.

But because of the culture, this Little Fatty looks soft skin and tender meat, just like an eighteen-nineteen-year-old teenager, and even has a few unyielding acnes on his face.

This is also not very important.

What Wei Jun likes most about this Little Fatty is his dodging eyes, cowardly temperament, and the weak aura he exudes all the time.

This feeling is really wonderful.

Qiandi is really a good assist, and sent himself a genuine waste.

Wei Jun has a particularly good impression of Lu Yuanhao. With such a weak chicken protecting him, his safety will definitely not be guaranteed in the slightest.

This is wonderful.

Wei Jun was in a good mood, so he patted Lu Yuanhao’s shoulder hard and gave him a sunny smile.

“Master Lu, I will rely on you for the safety of Master Bai and I in the future.” Wei Jun made a joke.

Lu Yuanhao took it seriously.

His legs softened and his voice trembled: “Master Wei, you are overestimating your position. Master Bai is a famous Death God, and she has offended most of the wealthy families in the capital. As for you… …Even if you kill me, I’m afraid it won’t protect your safety. Mr. Wei, I suggest we go fishing, I have plenty of experience in this.”

In the end, Lu Yuanhao’s voice was not Trembling, his tone full of confidence.

He has a temporary post in the Supervision Department, calling him “Lord Lu” is not putting a high hat on him, but Lu Yuanhao has always only been paid and not doing anything. In terms of fishing, he is indeed Master Rank.

Unfortunately, the two people he met were unwilling to cooperate with him.

Bai Qingxin wanted to repay the life-saving grace of Pearl Princess, so she was the first to reject the idea of fishing: “I will find out the truth of everything about the Great Patriotic War.”

Wei Jun directly blocked Lu Yuanhao’s way of fishing: “Lord Lu, I have always acted as a person with a beginning and an end. Since I have become the writer, I will not give up until I find out the matter.”

Lu Yuanhao’s voice trembled: “You will die, Mr. Wei, do you know who you are fighting against?”

Wei Jun said in his heart, good guy, this undercover agent will start working now .

Very good.

Hurry up and give my unreserved feedback to Gandi. It would be better if I could add a little more oil and vinegar.

“Of course I know, isn’t it just to offend the emperor Your Majesty?” Wei Jun said in a free and easy way: “In this Wei in mind, the people are the most important, the society is second, and the king is light.”

Lu Yuanhao knelt directly to Wei Jun: “Master Wei, if you want to court death, don’t hold me, I have an 80-year-old mother on top and a small yellow mouth below…”

“You are practicing Young Boy Art, and all the adopted sons adopted by Director Lu are orphans.”

Bai Qingxin interrupted Lu Yuanhao’s words directly.

She was not disappointed with Lu Yuanhao, because Lu Yuanhao’s performance was completely what she expected, and it really was a shame for the Overwatch Council, and the battle was useless among the trash.

Wei Jun actually didn’t surprise her, because after the description of Pearl Princess and her previous understanding of Wei Jun’s hearsay, Wei Jun was originally a person who was upright and looked at death, and now Wei Jun’s performance is also Prove the rumors are true.

A trash bodyguard, a simple and honest writer.

Add yourself.

Bai Qingxin felt that the problem was very big.

It’s too risky to do this after all.

But panic is useless.

I owe Pearl Princess a life, and I always have to pay it back.

Bai Qingxin was emotionally calm and composed, and was too lazy to talk nonsense with Lu Yuanhao, so he asked Wei Jun directly: “Master Wei, where do we start?”

“Don’t worry.”

The speaker is not Wei Jun, but Lu Yuanhao.

Little Fatty looked at Wei Jun, then at Bai Qingxin, suddenly sighed up to the sky.

“Working with you two people, Jiuye, I’m really down eight lifetime’s bloody bad luck. Forget it, if you want to do good work, you must first sharpen your tools. What we have to do is fatal. It’s a matter of fact, so let’s arm ourselves first.”

next moment, Lu Yuanhao took out a set of clothes and handed it to Wei Jun:

“Master Wei , this is the Purple Ribbon Immortal Clothes that I found for you from the Overwatch Council’s warehouse, this clothes can be worn on the body, can be impervious to sword and spear, neither water nor fire can approach, resist attacks, it is a weapon of self-protection.”

Then Lu Yuanhao took out another pair of boots:

“Master Wei, these are wind-chasing boots with a Space Array inside. Putting on these boots, opening array, you can travel through in a short time. space, escape from danger.”

It’s not over yet.

Lu Yuanhao took out another small white flag:

“This is the most proud work of my life. Everyone knows that raising a white flag is a sign of surrender, so I cried and cried. I made this little white flag. When fighting, we only need to raise the white flag, and the opponent will definitely think that we are going to surrender. In fact, I asked the Adoptive Father to carve the Killing Formation for me in the little white flag. Just wave the little white flag and be a relaxed cultivator. I will be killed immediately.”

“Master Bai, this is yours.”

“Master Wei, this is…”

…

A quarter of an hour later.

Wei Jun and Bai Qingxin both received a bunch of goodies.

It was carefully prepared by Lu Yuanhao for the two teammates.

From top to bottom, from escape to defense, from surrender to counterattack…

Bai Qingxin and Wei Jun were both shocked.

They had never seen anyone so cautious to save their lives.

Wei Jun suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Although this Little Fatty itself is a waste in combat, it seems to be a warrior with money ability, and has a godfather who is very difficult to deal with.

Won’t this guy really keep me safe?

It shouldn’t be, right?