The God-level Scholar of Agent Rebirth

Chapter 586

Xiaoling's big eyes fluttered, "Aunt Zhang, is there a possibility that the boss is also a girl, so he is more sympathetic?"

"Whatever, I don't understand your young people now."

Midsummer Ye couldn't wake up the group of guys on the ground. Looking around the entire Taekwondo gym, there was no one who could fight. Finally, he planned to go back and register a game trumpet or something to find his energy.

She can't just sit around.

Once you calm down, you will think of the moment when Gu Fengchen hugged You Qi, and the anger will surge up.

Hold her arm, hold her back.

There are various ways to stabilize You Qi, but he chose the laziest one.

After leaving the gymnasium, she saw a puppy peeing on the side of the road, and called the landline of the neighborhood committee on the telephone pole, "There is a guy here who doesn't pay attention to hygiene and has no quality. I suggest you take care of it."

After the puppy solved the dog problem, a pair of dark eyes stared at her.

"A dog." Sheng Xia Ye looked at the puppy with a fierce look in his eyes.

The person at the other end persuaded: "Miss, please don't be so extreme, and speak slowly when you have something to do. In this way, you can tell me in detail on the phone first. I have already asked my colleagues to prepare to deal with it. Don't worry."

"I said it, dog." She stared at the guy on the ground.

It seemed that the other party was rarely provoked so blatantly, and he yelled at her twice.

The corner of Sheng Xia Ye's mouth twitched, his eyes narrowed, then widened suddenly, and he shot back at it.

"Yeah, real dog, I've always said that."

"You are professionals, why are you still swearing?" Sheng Xiaye couldn't understand what he said.

She tilted her head, "What's wrong with the dog? Can a dog have no quality and defecate anywhere? The ecological balance has been destroyed, can it take this responsibility?"

"What's your mobile phone number? I've filed a complaint against you."

In the end, she was hung up, and the other party sent her a three-character blessing beginning with "God" before hanging up.

"They're all unqualified."

The dog roared at Midsummer Night twice again, she bent down and raised her hand to give it a slap, but the dog froze all of a sudden, as if being frightened by her, she made a fake move, stretched her hand halfway and then Smoothing his own ponytail, he muttered, "What a coward, it would be miserable enough for a dog to treat you like this."

As soon as the words fell, the dog owner came out of the store and picked up the dog from the ground.

"Let's go son, go home and eat delicious food." The dog owner hugged it and left. In the owner's arms, the dog became arrogant again.

Sheng Xiaye pulled her lower lip, she knew that the slap just now had passed.

A hurricane blows, the sound of the wind is heard, the branches above the head are shaking, and the withered and yellow leaves are falling down like this. Midsummer Ye looked up and stared at the bare tree branches, and caught a glimpse of the green tree next to it. The famous tree pulled his lips: "Everyone else is old and yellow, so why are you pretending to be tender, green tea."

Suddenly there was a strange noise from the side.

She turned her head and found that it was a young boy who was eating bread and passing by. When she heard her muttering to the tree, her face turned pale with fright, she took several steps back, and then ran away.

Boring, really boring.

As I was about to cross the road, my phone vibrated.

A landline number from Imperial Capital, probably a scam.

Normally, she would hang up directly, but today is different, she is holding back her anger.

After answering, a very mellow middle-aged male voice came from the other end, "Excuse me, is it Midsummer Night, Miss Sheng?"

She hummed, "What can you do?"

"Hello, this is the case. We are the member office of the National Sports Commission. You have achieved excellent results in the Jincheng Games before. After discussions among members of our committee, we think you have great potential to be a national athlete. You—"

"Really? I'm so lucky!" Sheng Xia Ye covered her mouth in surprise.

The people at the other end didn't expect that she would interrupt themselves at this point, they were taken aback for a moment, and when they wanted to speak again, Sheng Xia Ye spoke again: "If you want to represent the country as an athlete, how much handling fee do you need to pay?"

"Of course there is no charge, listen to me—"

"There is no charge, that is, you have to fill in the application form, home address, ID card number, and a series of information such as holding your ID card and taking pictures, and then you will apply for a scholarship for me. For the registration fee of the national team, this money should be transferred to my account, and I will transfer it to you, and the registration will be successful, right?"

The person at the other end slowed down, "I'm sorry Miss Sheng, you may have misunderstood something, you can check this number online, we are really the National Sports Committee, I called you because I liked your potential, I am not a liar. "

"I didn't say you were a liar, don't tell yourself."

Midsummer night leaned against the electric wire pile by the roadside, looked at the yellow leaves all over the ground, and sneered: "It's okay for you to fool elementary school students with your bad tricks. Your aunt and grandma watch the anti-fraud video every night to fall asleep. Your morals are too good." Qian, hurry up and practice more and come back again."

Stealing her personal information to make an online loan, and after receiving a transfer from the loan company in her account, tricked her into transferring it to them in the name of a scholarship, and then they disappeared without a trace, leaving her, a young girl, with huge debts.It's all old stuff.

She said a few more words, but there was no response from the other end.

"Why don't you say it? I just started this business, and I'm not very proficient in it?"

She checked her phone and found that the call had been hung up.

No point, she's not firing on all cylinders yet.

After Sheng Xiaye returned home, Zhao Naiyi and Zhong Wenman had a heated chat in the small group of three. Sheng Xiaye opened the group message and found that Zhong Wenman was talking about Lai Yun on the hot search.

Lai Yun has already reported his death. It has been rumored in the circle that he was killed during the recording of a TV program, but in order to avoid causing panic, the police reported that the place of death was not the program group, and the contestants and staff in the program, including other artists and teachers, also Didn't say much.

But today, there are a large number of trolls popping up on the Internet, posting photos taken when Lai Yun died online, some made into black and white photos, and some intentionally screenshotted very violent and bloody, the copywriting is consistent——

"The next one to die will be a girl who is more beautiful than her. Beautiful girls are gifts from the heavens to this world, and now, it's time to take them back and pick the fruits."

Sheng Xiaye joined the group call, and Zhong Wenman's voice was trembling, "Xia Ye, I felt creepy before, Du Yixuan is usually a meek and slow-tempered person, not to mention being easy to get along with, at least there is nothing mean-spirited, but the result is inexplicable. After killing Lai Yun and saying those weird words when she was captured, I suspect that she was bewitched, and the people behind the scenes are manipulating these navy troops."

The copywriting is all consistent and distributed systematically across platforms.

Officials are already deleting it, but it is on a large scale. A batch of accounts were banned, and a new batch appeared.

(End of this chapter)