My Strength Depends on Your Imagination

It takes five minutes to eat the deep-fried soul, but it takes a whole day to refine it.

　　 It was already night when Qin Yuan returned to the dormitory.

　　 As soon as he saw Qin Yuan, Ye Shaobei came up and gave Qin Yuan a big bear hug.

After that, Ye Shaobei said with joy: "Qin Yuan, you are indeed a lucky man! I am also worried that you will be retaliated by Yuan family father and son. As a result, Yuan family father and son are dead! Now his several great masters have returned to Jinmen. Now Jinmen Port has become a mess!"

　　 "Yuan family father and son are dead?" Qin Yuan pretended to be surprised at the right time.

　　 Ye Shaobei nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, or else you are the son of destiny who is full of luck!"

　　 chatting again, Qin Yuan found out that Ye Shaobei was alone in the dormitory, and couldn't help asking, "Where is Li Yunyu?"

"He? He has reserved a secret training room for a month. It is estimated that he will not be in the dormitory this month." Ye Shaobei curled his lips, and then a little lonely, "I envy you, my current comprehensive evaluation points are three consecutive times. Heaven’s secret training room can’t even be arranged, those tasks are painful and tiring!

Ugh!

　　 Qin Yuan, you said, why do you have to set an upper limit for spending money? "

　　 Qin Yuan was stumped by this question.

Ye Shaobei sighed, his face showed a little more expression: "Now that I have spent a lot of effort, my vitality has finally reached 90 o'clock. Seeing that I am not far from training skin, I can finally catch up with everyone. Progress.

　　 Seriously, if my dad sees me working so hard, won’t I be rewarded with a villa in Yujing? Add another supercar?

correct. Qin Yuan, how much vitality do you have now? Are you already training bones? "

　　 Hearing Ye Shaobei's question, Qin Yuan didn't answer directly. He was afraid that the fresh glow in Ye Shaobei's eyes would disappear.

　　 Qin Yuan changed the subject with a casual sentence.

　　 After a few words with Ye Shaobei, Qin Yuan returned to his room.

　　 In this spacious room, Qin Yuan took out a grip ball from the storage bag.

　　 slightly raised his hand.

　　嘭!

　　 Qin Yuan didn't use much force, the little ball exploded into powder in an instant.

　　 "Is this the power of 1800+ vitality?"

　　 Qin Yuan's eyes were full of surprise.

　　 The vitality of Qin Yuan now is 180 times that of an ordinary adult.

　　 Calculated with the US team, another universal international supernatural power measurement unit, Qin Yuan is now equivalent to 45 US teams.

　　 Takimiya Katsuren’s demon soul sloughed, and Qin Yuan was not in a hurry to eat it, and planned to eat it in the secret training room with excellent privacy to see if it had any miraculous effects.

　　 Turning on the computer, Qin Yuan glanced at his forced homepage, and then entered a string of mysterious codes into the website, and started surfing today.

　　 The next day.

　　 Qin Yuan just arrived at the secret training room, but he saw two police officers.

　　 "Hello, Qin Yuan, we are in the Seventh Group of the Metropolitan Police Department's serious crimes. Because there are two cases, we need to conduct a simple routine questioning with you. Please cooperate with me."

　　 The two police officers were very friendly.

　　 Qin Yuan was surprised, but his face was full of surprise.

　　 "Excuse me, have you ever had a conflict with Murong Yuanying?" One police officer started to question, and the other opened the law enforcement recorder.

　　 Qin Yuan said: "It's not a conflict, it's just that he came to our Yujing University to exchange martial arts, and I defeated him."

The police officer nodded, and then asked after a brief record: "Also, we have recorded here that on September 22, you stopped a Ferrari 488 with the E2B222 license plate, and had an incident with its owner Yuan Maocheng. Physical conflict, isn't it?"

　　 "At the time, I saw the car dragging the traffic policeman, and I called the traffic police a cowardly policeman, so I stepped forward to see righteousness." Qin Yuan nodded, speaking as rigorously as possible.

　　 The police officer recorded again, and then said: "Someone saw you and Yuan Maocheng appear together at the Comos+ bar that night. Is this true?"

"Yes, my roommate Ye Shaobei was afraid that the conflict between me and Yuan Maocheng would lead to an escalation of the conflict, so he invited a few friends to make peace with us, and we did expose the matter." Qin Yuan said.

　　 The police officer recorded again.

　　 Qin Yuan knowingly asked, "Is it Yuan Maocheng what's wrong? I've been obsessed with cultivation these days, and I don't hear anything outside the window."

　　 The police officer said helplessly: "Yuan Maocheng is already dead."

　　 The police officer holding the law enforcement recorder also sighed: "It's not just Yuan Maocheng. On the night of September 22, Yuan Maocheng and his father were killed in their villa at home?"

　　 At this moment, a faint voice sounded, with a little concern: "The dead? The dead is not injured, right?"

　　 "..." The two police officers were a little confused, and the deceased was not injured. What the **** is this?

　　 Qin Yuan respectfully greeted the middle-aged woman who appeared suddenly.

　　 Meng Jimei glanced at Qin Yuan and said, "Student Qin Yuan, five minutes have been wasted in the secret training room you reserved. I hope you don't waste it any more."

　　 Qin Yuan glanced at the two police officers, and the two police officers immediately said: "We have finished the question, Qin Yuan, you go to practice."

　　 Qin Yuan walked towards the secret training room.

　　 "Professor Meng, hello!" The two police officers bowed deeply to Meng Jimei. They had already known the identity of the middle-aged woman from the old Chaoyang crowd. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Meng Jimei glanced at the two of them: "Where am I from what professor? I'm not worthy! Call me Director Meng!"

"Professor Meng, you laughed. You have a high reputation. First you tore the face of Prime Minister Fusang so that his hypocritical face could no longer be placed. Then he drove away the foreign students who invaded China's student resources in vain. If all the professors in this world are like you In this way, why don't I worry about China!" The police officer who is good at fishing has obviously seen the world. Not only did Meng Jimei smile at his words, even the colleague next to him was shocked.

　　 Meng Jimei looked at the officer with a smile and said, "Very well, what's your name?"

　　 "My name is Bian Chenggang, the second-level inspector of the Metropolitan Police Department."

　　 "I remember you. If you have something in the future, report my name. If my name doesn't work, just call me! Let me see who disrespects me so much!" Meng Jimei touched off a sentence and continued to go to the appointment office to wear sweaters.

　　Bian Chenggang glanced at the phone number of the reservation office and silently stored the number on the phone.

　　 The two walked out of Yujing University and just got on the police car.

　　Bian Chenggang's face suddenly showed a weird look, and he said, "Is the deceased not injured?"

　　The colleague looked dumbfounded, and asked in confusion: "What's the matter with you? What do you do with Professor Meng's nonsensical words?"

　　 "At that time, I said Yuan Maocheng was the deceased, and Professor Meng Jimei asked the deceased if he was not injured? This sounded strange, but the truth is that Yuan Maocheng was not injured! Professor Meng, would she know anything?"

　　 With Bian Chenggang's words, his colleague's face gradually became serious.