11. Grab the food

Lan Cangming glanced here coldly and stopped looking at the people in the room. He turned his head, nodded to the man behind him, and walked in.

Immediately after him, another young and strong man came in. There was a scar on his face, which was diagonally printed on his side cheeks. This scar did not break his face, but added a little wild style.

The man behind him looked sideways at the people in the room and sat directly on a table with Lan Cangming.

The arrival of this person also made a group of Guoan tremble in their hearts. That person is also a well-known person.

Joe, the man known as the "strongest in Asia" and the head of the "blood soul" of the Free Mercenary Corps.

As soon as the two prestigious young leaders of the country sit there, the eyes of the Ministry of National Security are like nails attracted by magnets. The women looked at them with some nymphomaniac, looking at which of them was more handsome. Lan Cangming's face is more exquisite, but Joe's wild temperament is also very attractive. If... Oh, what are you thinking? His face is so hot. Men are much simpler. They know that they are too far away from these two gods. In addition to aiming at their tree, they want to see what a real person looks like - of course, please refer to the two lines for gay ideas.

Joe and Lan Cangming sensed the eyes of this group of onlookers. Lan Cangming's face cooled down, "hummed" and flicked his fingers a few times.

Several fingers of the wind passed by, and the ordering machine on the wall made a series of "bang bang bang". Before long, the dishes on their table were ordered.

"Lao Lan, your move is quite handsome. When will you teach your brothers? Such a cool move is absolutely awesome to pick up girls."

Joe pulled the chair beside him and put his feet on it. With a hand, the toothpick box in the middle of the table was sucked into his hand. He pulled out a toothpick from it and grinned.

"I will tell Jecca that you asked me to teach you swordsmanship just to pick up girls." Lan Cangming said lightly.

"Well," the madness on Joe's face stagnated slightly, and his eyes dodged, "Cut, just a woman, who will be afraid of her? Just tell her if you like."

"Well," Lan Cangming took out the phone with a serious face and pressed a few keys to call.

"Hey, hey, are you kidding? You're not serious, are you? Old Blue!" Seeing that Lan Cangming really took out the phone, Joe's expression immediately changed. He stood up and grabbed the phone in Lan Cangming's hand.

But Lan Cangming is a swordsman, which is different from Joe, whose main combat effectiveness is in power and strength. It's impossible for Joe to grab something from Lan Cangming's hand.

Lan Cangming quickly moved his hand holding the phone to the side, letting Joe grab a gap. But in the meantime, he handed the phone to Joe.

The phone is on.

Joe looked at the phone number shown above, and the series of familiar numbers above, and his cheeks twitched.

"Lao Lan, you are cruel enough!" Joe grabbed the phone and held it in his ear, and the perverseness on his face quickly turned into gentleness.

"Hello?" A gentle female voice opposite connected to the phone.

"Hello, wife? It's me, I'll give..."

"Wait!" The girl opposite shouted, "This is the National Security Logistics Office. Do you have any requirements?"

"Ah?" Joe was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was all Lan Cangming playing with himself and glared at him.

"In the Guoan Building, all mobile phone signals will be transferred to the transit station, and can only be dialed out after passing through the transit station." Lan Cangming's expression was still very light and said coolly.

"I'm Ao, Lao Lan, I'll fight with you!" Joe smashed his mobile phone and hit Lan Cangming's face with his fist.

Lan Cangming's body flashed, and the chair under his buttocks flashed to the opposite side of the table. The old god was there.

At this time, the door opposite the canteen door opened, and a cook dressed up pushed the dining car and came this way.

"Haha, for the sake of being hungry all day, let you go first." Joe looked at the fragrant dishes on the dining car, touched his stomach, sat back on the table, and stared straight at the dining car.

He looked straight at him turning a corner in front of him and walking towards a private room.

Seeing that the delicious food in his hand slipped under his nose, Joe quit. He doesn't care about the order of national security and the discipline of any organization. I'm used to his life. How can it be possible for him to endure this life bound by rules?

"Hey, stop!" Joe jumped up and put one hand on the shoulder of the cook-dressed deliveryman, "Where do you want to go?"

"Ah, it hurts, be gentle!" The deliveryman's evolution level is not high, and how can he restrain Joe, who is about to evolve to the sixth level, directly slapped him half on the ground, holding the dining car and shouting.

Seeing that this deliveryman is so bad, Joe also realized that this is not his "blood soul" mercenary regiment, and no one is weak. He quickly withdrew his hand and took two steps back.

The deliveryman rubbed his shoulder, stood up from the ground, wrinkled his face and turned his head and scolded Joe.

"Are you sick? This meal is not yours. The food at your table has just been made.

"No, what time is it? How can there be so many people eating and ordering so much? Who believes it?" Even if he knew that he was at a loss, Joe didn't want to make himself the worst loss. He turned his head and said disdainfully.

At this time, Lan Cangming also stood up and walked to Joe's side, with two eyes that seemed to have no focus staring at the direction of the deliveryman.

At a glance, standing opposite him was the superstar NO.1 of the Ministry of National Security. Lan Cangming, who claimed to be colder than the iceberg, harder than diamonds, more fierce than a tiger, and more unhumane than the dean (complaining to the dean). The deliveryman's legs suddenly softened. Damn it, why didn't you come out early? If you come out, I won't care who gave you this meal directly. Who can provoke you?

"Lan... Brother Lan, why are you here today... Oh, Brother Lan, you're back." This is the canteen of A-level department members, and Lan Cangming usually eats in the S-level department member canteen, but then, the deliveryman's head, which was scared by Lan Cangming, remembers that Lan Cangming has been missing for nearly four months. Why is it suddenly...

"We want this meal. You can make one for them again." Lan Cangming gave a plain order.

"Oh, oh, oh, okay, Brother Lan said he wanted it, so I'll give it to Brother Lan." The deliveryman nodded in a hurry, poured the dining car back, and attentively picked up the two dishes on the dining car and put them on the table.

But what they are on is Chu Feiyue's dish...

Just as the deliveryman put the plate on Lan Cangming's table, the door of the private room was opened by Chu Feiyue.

"That's our dish. Thank you." Chu Feiyue's face was smiling, but everyone who saw him could feel a cold rising from the depths of his heart.

Chu Feiyue's eyes crossed the deliveryman who couldn't help shivering when he saw him and looked at Lan Cangming behind him.

"Lan Cangming, I haven't seen you for a few months. How dare you rob me?"

"Chu Feiyue!" Seeing that Chu Feiyue unexpectedly appeared at the headquarters of Guoan, Lan Cangming narrowed his eyes and suddenly waved his fist into the air around him.

"Bang--" A huge ice-blue bright circle exploded from behind Lan Cangming, and the strong light of the explosion even dimmed the surrounding light, as if only the aperture in the whole room was shining. In the aperture behind him that kept rotating and the image was quickly perfected, the hilt of a sword slowly floated out.

Lan Cangming's hand touched the hilt of the sword in the array, and his backhand clenched and pulled it out. The ice crumbs all over the sky burst out of the center of the inscription array, and the light became colorful through the refraction of these ice crumbs. Lan Cangming's sword was mixed in the middle of these ice crumbs, and there was no trace at all.

The invisible sword···

The ice crumbs all over the sky disappeared not far from the inscription array. At the same time, the ice-blue inscription array behind Lan Cangming also disappeared. The canteen has regained its light again, but now Lan Cangming has held a sword hilt made of blue transparent crystal in his hand.

Slowly squatting down, Lan Cangming stared at Chu Feiyue, and his hand holding the sword slowly tightened.

"Oh, now you are robbing my food. Do you still want to fight with me?" Chu Feiyue grinned and shook her head and opened her hand. A gray light slowly floated up and stretched out to become Chu Feiyue's long-handled ghost-headed sickle. "How many times do you want to die?"

Before Chu Feiyue finished his words, he had disappeared from his place.

A beam of light shot from the position just now, and Lan Cangming subconsciously set up his sword.

With a loud bang, Lan Cangming seemed to have been hit by the front of the hammer used to demolish the house. The cannonball hit the opposite wall and was directly embedded.

Chu Feiyue's figure flashed at the end of the beam of light, and he picked up the sickle and curled his lips with disdain.

"Cut, it's my fault to expect something from you, the scum who relies on weapons." After saying that, Chu Feiyue turned her head and said to the little delivery man beside him, "Please send these dishes to where it should go. Is it okay?"

"Ah! Er, um, okay, okay..." The deliveryman shivered twice with a frightened expression, and pushed the dining car trembling towards Chu Feiyue's private room.

"Just leave the car at the door. We don't need you to arrange the dishes." Chu Feiyue's voice came from behind the deliveryman, as if it was close to his ear!

"Yes!" The deliveryman was shocked, straightened up and shouted, then put down the car and ran away, opened the door of the kitchen and rushed in.

There are still two lines of water stains in the back.

"Is I horrible?" Chu Feiyue rubbed her nose with embarrassment and turned to ask Joe.

"Well, are you Chu Feiyue?" Joe was stunned for a moment and asked him rhetorically.

"That's right, it's me. No one dares to impersonate this name. Chu Feiyue spread out his hands.

"So, do you remember the Guangming Orphanage on Shihuangdao?"

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