God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 32

Zhang Chuan, sitting on the high-speed train, looked out the window.

The back and forth scenery was frozen into pictures in his eyes.

A man sat next to him with dyed yellow hair and sunglasses. He was a refreshing man, looking at his mobile phone.

Neither side spoke, each doing its own thing.

"Host, look at that man's sleeve." The system sat on the chair table, pointed at the yellow hair, "There is a weapon hidden inside."

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dagger wrapped under his strong arm. Although the other party was hidden very hiddenly, Zhang Chuan still saw it.

"What's wrong?" The yellow-haired young man turned his head as if aware of something, "Is there something wrong?"

The tone of the other party was very polite, which was completely contrary to the appearance.

"It's okay." Looking away, Zhang Chuan continued to look out the window. Although he didn't know how he passed the security check, it was none of his business.

However, the young man spoke as if he was opening a conversation.

"Are you going to Jiaolong City too?" He looked over with a smile, "I've wanted to go to this kind of big city for a long time. Not only is it extremely prosperous, but there are also many powerful warriors."

"Oh."

"Are you going to participate in the Dragon Festival too?" He said to himself. "After all, this festival is held in Jiaolong City."

Festival?Is this what Tie Cheng said about the holidays?
Zhang Chuan paid a little attention to this matter.

"The train has arrived at Jiaolong City, passengers arriving at the station please take it and salute" the announcement sounded.

After exiting the station, there is a flood of people, heavy traffic, and high-tech scooters driving on the road.

Even passers-by seem to be in high spirits.

Looking at the business card in his hand, he searched for the address on it.

A tall building towered in front of him. "Sophia Group"

As soon as he walked over, he was stopped by the security guard in front of the door. Zhang Chuan handed over his business card, "I'm here for an interview."

He picked up the walkie-talkie and after a few words, a woman in a black suit walked over on high heels.

The tights outlined her graceful body curves, and the two slender thighs under the narrow skirt wore black stockings.

The long hair on the back is tied into a flower bud, which looks a little refined.

"Please come with me."

Zhang Chuan, who was following her, smelled a quiet fragrance.

After passing through the long corridor, the metallic walls have a sci-fi feel.

The door opened with both sides, and there were already many people sitting inside.

As Zhang Chuan entered, his eyes were fixed on him at the same time, and then he turned his head away.

For some reason, these people seemed to be relieved.

A form was handed over, and after filling out, the number was sent to him.

During the waiting time, Zhang Chuan also looked at other people, but the conclusion made him frown.

No matter which one it is, to him, the strength is very weak, and there is no sense of danger.

But they all have one thing in common, that is, they are dressed in extraordinary clothes. According to the system, the price of a suit on them is equivalent to Zhang Chuan's martial arts salary for several months.

Is this for an interview, or a blind date?
Soon it was Zhang Chuan's turn.

"NO.13."

Upon entering the door, three men sat on chairs.

"Name."

"Zhang Chuan."

"age."

"eighteen"

The questions and answers are all very common.

"What are you doing at home?"

"He runs a ghost shop." Zhang Chuan frowned, but he still replied.

Rarely, the man raised his head and looked him over, "Do you know what this place is for?"

"Bodyguards, are you here for a blind date?" Zhang Chuan yelled at him. "With you?"

"Okay, you go back first, and you will be notified if you are successfully admitted." The other party lowered his head again, "Next."

"I'm pissed off! I'm pissed off! Dogs look down on people!" The system said angrily, "Host, why don't you buy a Dragon King package from me, and give them a good slap in the face!"

After buying a cup of milk tea, Zhang Chuan leaned against the wall and drank it slowly.

After taking a look at the system, I don't know how much her set meal is.

Come to Jiaolong City once, even if you are not hired, it is not bad to watch the so-called Dragon Festival.

Walking to the side of the street and waving, a taxi stopped in front of him.

"Master, is there any delicious restaurant here, can you recommend it?" Sitting in the back seat, Zhang Chuan was going to taste the special food here.

"Hey, you are asking the right person. There are no shops in the streets and alleys that I don't know." While talking, just when the driver was about to turn the car key, the car door was pulled open.

"Hey, miss, what are you doing!" He was pulled from his seat and fell to the ground.

"Is this enough money for you? I'll borrow this car first!" A girl wearing a peaked cap and a brown mesh windbreaker got into the driver's seat and threw a few rolls of bills at the driver.

Turn the key, engage the gear, step on the clutch, all in one go!
The taxi rushed out like a rocket, and at such a fast speed, it was almost impossible to see the scenery outside clearly.

She didn't seem to want to find Zhang Chuan, and watched the front carefully until she glanced at the rearview mirror.

"Wait! Who are you!" He turned his head in a panic, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"I also want to ask you." Zhang Chuan shrugged his shoulders, and he also saw the other party's face clearly.

With fair skin, delicate facial features, and a strand of golden hair hanging from a duckbill cap, she is looking at herself with big clear sapphire-like eyes blinking.

"Be careful ahead." Zhang Chuan raised his head, signaling her to pay attention to the front.

"Ahhh!" The girl who turned her head saw the big truck coming towards her, made a sharp turn, and narrowly avoided it.

The brush with death made her touch her chest and gasp for air, with sweat dripping from her forehead.

"I almost died just now, why didn't you remind me!" The girl didn't know why the man behind her was so calm, did he not care about life and death at all?

"Beautiful drift." Zhang Chuan praised.

With the help of the system, he can be transferred several kilometers away in an instant, and of course the price is not cheap.

The girl gave him a blank look, and then looked in the rear view mirror, where several black cars were chasing him.

"Come and help me operate the steering wheel."

But Zhang Chuan was as stable as Mount Tai, and did not move at all.

"Why should I help you?"

The girl who heard this gritted her teeth, "The ones behind are all bad guys, please help me!" Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she looked pitiful.

"Oh."

???

Just an "oh"?Question marks all over the girl's head, don't you feel moved by such a cute girl begging you like this!?For the first time, she doubted her own charm.

The final conclusion is that the problem is not with oneself, but with the other party.

Maybe the man sitting behind has a special habit, or maybe he doesn't lift.

Well, that's right, I'm so cute, how can anyone not be moved?
(End of this chapter)