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Chapter 1409 Late Night Welfare
Chapter 1409 Late Night Welfare
"Haha, as expected of Old Deng, it's really good to throw it!"
"I bet this throw can definitely exceed 90 meters, and I can't find a single flaw from the beginning to the end."
"The arc and height of the javelin is perfect."
……
Ye Fan didn't understand what everyone said.
But he is not so optimistic.
Because he clearly felt that Deng Zhu's breath was disordered at the moment of throwing.
That is, as the saying goes, 'bald'.
The hand was not held at the last moment.
As the javelin landed, everyone also showed a look of shock.
Finally, the javelin stopped at 79 meters.
"hiss!"
Everyone grinned.
what's the situation?
Professionals lost to amateurs?
Deng Zhu has lost his face this time.
His face was livid, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Miao Miao was a little proud: "Oh, what about the national team Miaozi, that's it? It's not as far as Ye Fan casually throws."
Ye Fan expressed comfort.
"Deng Zhu, this is my extraordinary performance, and it is also your mistake."
"The next time you throw the javelin, don't force me to explain it. Just throw it directly. Do you feel out of breath when you lift your hand? This is the reason for your mistake."
Deng Zhu's mouth twitched.
He felt that his IQ was not enough, and he couldn't tell whether Ye Fan's words were good or bad.
He looks at the others.
These are all teammates of the sports team, and they will definitely not cheat him.
However, everyone nodded silently.
"This student is very pertinent. Don't explain when throwing the javelin. It really affects the performance."
"You don't have to be discouraged, we all know your strength, and you will definitely not say it this time."
Is this something to say or not to say?
The main reason is that he lost face in front of Miao Miao.
How can I look up in the future?
At this time, another person said, "Why don't I throw it once, so as to revive our javelin team?"
"You? Forget it, you'd better practice throwing first, don't rush at people every time."
The classmate smiled.
He is actually a very talented athlete, but when he throws the javelin, he likes to throw it with one goal in mind.
Always be able to throw out distracting thoughts.
He almost threw Ye Fan's javelin just now.
"No one over there, just let me throw it away."
Everyone hesitated for a moment.
"Okay, you throw it away."
The main reason is that Ye Fan threw it too far.
Ordinary people can't surpass it at all.
If let an outsider rule the roost in the sports field.
Then their sports team will lose face, how will they gain a foothold in the Polytechnic University in the future?
"Hey! Classmate, my strength is also very strong."
He raised the javelin, ran up and threw it, and his movements were smooth and smooth, no worse than Deng Zhu.
And with that throw just now, Ye Fan felt that he was more professional than Deng Zhu.
But right now.
The accident happened suddenly.
A student ran from nowhere and entered the venue.
It is exactly where the javelin falls.
"Damn, why don't you run after people, and people come after you with a javelin?"
"Students over there, run away quickly, it's too dangerous."
"Hey, get out of here!"
But the distance is close to [-] meters, coupled with the openness of the sports field.
The shouts of the crowd could not be heard at all.
Ye Fan sighed slightly.
In the end, he had to solve it himself.
"Where's the javelin?"
"what?"
Everyone has not waited to react.
Seeing Ye Fan stepping on the ground with one foot, a javelin on the ground was immediately lifted up, and he held it directly in his hand.
And he threw it straight with one hand.
"Shh!"
A javelin was as fast as a bullet and shot forward at high speed.
In the air, he actually pierced through the body of that classmate's javelin.
It didn't stop there, and finally stuck directly to the wall at the edge of the field, fully sinking into the length of half a gun.
Everyone: "..."
Quiet.
Silent.
How many meters did you throw?
Almost across the entire stadium, right?
And the length of the stadium is about 200 meters or more, that is to say, Ye Fan threw at least 80 meters in that throw just now.
And with great power, otherwise it would be impossible to pierce another gun with a blunt tip.
"Uncle, are you a Superman?"
Yin Qingxuan finally said what was in his heart, and everyone around him agreed.
Ye Fan said lightly: "I originally wanted to get along with you as ordinary people, but I really can't hide it. Okay, I am Superman, and I have a showdown."
A joke did not arouse laughter, but deepened everyone's speculation.
"You admit it, you are really Superman."
This is the last thing Ye Fan wants to see.
"You can think whatever you want, I'm going back to Nebula M78."
Ok?
Everyone was startled.
"No, isn't Nebula M78 the home of Ultraman? Your home should be Krypton."
But there is no shadow of Ye Fan on the sports field.
Miao Miao and Yin Qingxuan looked at each other, hurried away, and ran out to search.
As for Deng Zhu, he showed a meaningful smile...
on the way out.
Ye Fan called Ye Fei.
"Any useful news?"
"Have."
Ye Fei whispered: "We have received news that members of Xiumeng have infiltrated into the Polytechnic University to participate in the investigation. We must solve the case before him."
"And you have also become the representative of the Warrior Academy and the Warrior Association."
"What does that have to do with the case?"
"do not have it?"
"No."
"Uh... well, then I didn't find any useful information."
"It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others."
Ye Fan hung up the phone decisively.
really.
Women will only affect the speed at which he draws his sword, not Mao.
Ye Fan didn't plan to attend the afternoon class.
It was of no use to him anyway.
Might as well find a place to recharge your batteries.
late at night.
Ye Fan sneaked into the campus and kept patrolling, trying to find clues.
But nothing happened until four o'clock in the morning.
"Is the murderer no longer committing crimes at the Polytechnic University?"
Ye Fan felt helpless for the first time.
But there is no good way.
And right now.
His cell phone rang.
Dust King: Are you there?
Ye Fan: "..."
Damn, can you talk about things if you have something to do, and always ask if people are doing it?
Only when I see what is going on with you can I feel that I am not there.
If you ask me to borrow money, I'm definitely not here.
If you give me a magic weapon, then I will be here even if I am not.
'Are you there? ' It's pure bullshit to him.
But he visits late at night.
Ye Fan didn't think it was borrowing money: here, what's the matter?
Dust King: Whoooo!Brother Zhanfeng, I'm done.
have to.
Seeing his tone, Ye Fan knew what was going on without asking.
It must have been rejected by Honglian.
Zong Zuanfeng: Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death to meet each other. You two may really have no fate.
King Bichen: Can't you say something nice?I was all hurt.
Zong Zhuanfeng: No, Honglian doesn't like you, why bother to chase after you with the cheek?Looking for someone who likes you?
Ye Fan really admired these people.
When licking a dog is addictive.
He didn't believe that no one would like the majestic King Bichen, the great monster of the demon world?
He will never see someone who likes him, he only cares about what he likes.
However, the result obtained is always backfired.
King of Duchen: She has completely rejected me, there is no hope at all!I was heartbroken and even wanted to die.
At this time.
The news of King Pishu also came: Brother Zhuanfeng, can you persuade Bichen for us?This kid is emotionally wounded and in pain.
Chief Zhuanfeng: How can I help?You can't let him forget this love.
King Pishu: I know you can speak well, so let him feel relieved.
Zong Zuanfeng: Let me try.
But exit the chat box.
Ye Fan came to the inspiration.
Zong Zuanfeng: Bichen, I have a method that can help you forget the pain, would you like it?
Dust King: What?
Zong Zhuanfeng: I have a drop of Mengpo soup, which can be selectively forgotten. As long as you agree, I can send it to you.
King Buchen: Is this...really?I'm a big demon, and I can completely forget that I need the power to reach the sky. Does Granny Meng have such ability?
Ye Fan didn't know.
But he reckoned that Granny Meng holds an important position in the underworld, and everyone, black and white, respects her very much.
The strength should not be bad.
No matter what, it must be equivalent to a big Luo Jinxian.
That is a real earth demon.
It is a big realm better than Pichen.
Zong Zhanfeng: How will you know if you don’t try?
The mood of Dust King seems to be a little calmer.
He thought for a while.
This love made him unforgettable, and it also made him miserable.
But if let him completely forget.
It is inevitable that I feel regretful in my heart.
Gradually, he thought about it.
King Buchen: No, I can't forget Red Lotus.Even if I can't get her love, I will hide her deep in my heart and guard her silently forever.
Ye Fan felt a little regretful.
If Pichen agrees, it will definitely make him a lot of money.
But this is also a good thing, Pichen seems to be a little enlightened in love.
Speaking is much more mature than before.
Zong Zuanfeng: Well, I hope you can stick to your original heart and wish you better and better.
He said a few words of consolation perfunctorily.
But the next moment.
A bright red red envelope was sent.
King Bichen: Although you didn't help me with anything, you solved my knot in my heart. This is a gift for you.
"Ding, congratulations on grabbing the red envelope from the King of Dust——Earth Tracking Technique."
Huh?
The name seems very domineering.
Ye Fan quickly asked: What is this technique used for?
Dust King: Hey hey hey!I heard that you are investigating the Great King of Nanshan recently. This technique can detect all the relics left on the ground in detail. As long as he has appeared, you will be able to find it out.
I go.
This is a magical skill for Ye Fan, and it is so necessary.
The main body of King Nanshan is a leopard, as long as the mark of the leopard can be found, it can be confirmed whether it is him.
Zongzhuanfeng: Thank you, it is very useful for me.
King Bichen: There are more useful ones. The Nanshan King is now in decline, and his strength is definitely not as good as yours.If you are proficient in gossip divination, you can roughly deduce his location.Even if you can't figure it out, you can still find some clues.
what's the situation?
Are you on the rescue sent by the monkey?
Came here to give benefits?
These few points are of great use to Ye Fan!
(End of this chapter)
"Haha, as expected of Old Deng, it's really good to throw it!"
"I bet this throw can definitely exceed 90 meters, and I can't find a single flaw from the beginning to the end."
"The arc and height of the javelin is perfect."
……
Ye Fan didn't understand what everyone said.
But he is not so optimistic.
Because he clearly felt that Deng Zhu's breath was disordered at the moment of throwing.
That is, as the saying goes, 'bald'.
The hand was not held at the last moment.
As the javelin landed, everyone also showed a look of shock.
Finally, the javelin stopped at 79 meters.
"hiss!"
Everyone grinned.
what's the situation?
Professionals lost to amateurs?
Deng Zhu has lost his face this time.
His face was livid, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Miao Miao was a little proud: "Oh, what about the national team Miaozi, that's it? It's not as far as Ye Fan casually throws."
Ye Fan expressed comfort.
"Deng Zhu, this is my extraordinary performance, and it is also your mistake."
"The next time you throw the javelin, don't force me to explain it. Just throw it directly. Do you feel out of breath when you lift your hand? This is the reason for your mistake."
Deng Zhu's mouth twitched.
He felt that his IQ was not enough, and he couldn't tell whether Ye Fan's words were good or bad.
He looks at the others.
These are all teammates of the sports team, and they will definitely not cheat him.
However, everyone nodded silently.
"This student is very pertinent. Don't explain when throwing the javelin. It really affects the performance."
"You don't have to be discouraged, we all know your strength, and you will definitely not say it this time."
Is this something to say or not to say?
The main reason is that he lost face in front of Miao Miao.
How can I look up in the future?
At this time, another person said, "Why don't I throw it once, so as to revive our javelin team?"
"You? Forget it, you'd better practice throwing first, don't rush at people every time."
The classmate smiled.
He is actually a very talented athlete, but when he throws the javelin, he likes to throw it with one goal in mind.
Always be able to throw out distracting thoughts.
He almost threw Ye Fan's javelin just now.
"No one over there, just let me throw it away."
Everyone hesitated for a moment.
"Okay, you throw it away."
The main reason is that Ye Fan threw it too far.
Ordinary people can't surpass it at all.
If let an outsider rule the roost in the sports field.
Then their sports team will lose face, how will they gain a foothold in the Polytechnic University in the future?
"Hey! Classmate, my strength is also very strong."
He raised the javelin, ran up and threw it, and his movements were smooth and smooth, no worse than Deng Zhu.
And with that throw just now, Ye Fan felt that he was more professional than Deng Zhu.
But right now.
The accident happened suddenly.
A student ran from nowhere and entered the venue.
It is exactly where the javelin falls.
"Damn, why don't you run after people, and people come after you with a javelin?"
"Students over there, run away quickly, it's too dangerous."
"Hey, get out of here!"
But the distance is close to [-] meters, coupled with the openness of the sports field.
The shouts of the crowd could not be heard at all.
Ye Fan sighed slightly.
In the end, he had to solve it himself.
"Where's the javelin?"
"what?"
Everyone has not waited to react.
Seeing Ye Fan stepping on the ground with one foot, a javelin on the ground was immediately lifted up, and he held it directly in his hand.
And he threw it straight with one hand.
"Shh!"
A javelin was as fast as a bullet and shot forward at high speed.
In the air, he actually pierced through the body of that classmate's javelin.
It didn't stop there, and finally stuck directly to the wall at the edge of the field, fully sinking into the length of half a gun.
Everyone: "..."
Quiet.
Silent.
How many meters did you throw?
Almost across the entire stadium, right?
And the length of the stadium is about 200 meters or more, that is to say, Ye Fan threw at least 80 meters in that throw just now.
And with great power, otherwise it would be impossible to pierce another gun with a blunt tip.
"Uncle, are you a Superman?"
Yin Qingxuan finally said what was in his heart, and everyone around him agreed.
Ye Fan said lightly: "I originally wanted to get along with you as ordinary people, but I really can't hide it. Okay, I am Superman, and I have a showdown."
A joke did not arouse laughter, but deepened everyone's speculation.
"You admit it, you are really Superman."
This is the last thing Ye Fan wants to see.
"You can think whatever you want, I'm going back to Nebula M78."
Ok?
Everyone was startled.
"No, isn't Nebula M78 the home of Ultraman? Your home should be Krypton."
But there is no shadow of Ye Fan on the sports field.
Miao Miao and Yin Qingxuan looked at each other, hurried away, and ran out to search.
As for Deng Zhu, he showed a meaningful smile...
on the way out.
Ye Fan called Ye Fei.
"Any useful news?"
"Have."
Ye Fei whispered: "We have received news that members of Xiumeng have infiltrated into the Polytechnic University to participate in the investigation. We must solve the case before him."
"And you have also become the representative of the Warrior Academy and the Warrior Association."
"What does that have to do with the case?"
"do not have it?"
"No."
"Uh... well, then I didn't find any useful information."
"It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others."
Ye Fan hung up the phone decisively.
really.
Women will only affect the speed at which he draws his sword, not Mao.
Ye Fan didn't plan to attend the afternoon class.
It was of no use to him anyway.
Might as well find a place to recharge your batteries.
late at night.
Ye Fan sneaked into the campus and kept patrolling, trying to find clues.
But nothing happened until four o'clock in the morning.
"Is the murderer no longer committing crimes at the Polytechnic University?"
Ye Fan felt helpless for the first time.
But there is no good way.
And right now.
His cell phone rang.
Dust King: Are you there?
Ye Fan: "..."
Damn, can you talk about things if you have something to do, and always ask if people are doing it?
Only when I see what is going on with you can I feel that I am not there.
If you ask me to borrow money, I'm definitely not here.
If you give me a magic weapon, then I will be here even if I am not.
'Are you there? ' It's pure bullshit to him.
But he visits late at night.
Ye Fan didn't think it was borrowing money: here, what's the matter?
Dust King: Whoooo!Brother Zhanfeng, I'm done.
have to.
Seeing his tone, Ye Fan knew what was going on without asking.
It must have been rejected by Honglian.
Zong Zuanfeng: Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death to meet each other. You two may really have no fate.
King Bichen: Can't you say something nice?I was all hurt.
Zong Zhuanfeng: No, Honglian doesn't like you, why bother to chase after you with the cheek?Looking for someone who likes you?
Ye Fan really admired these people.
When licking a dog is addictive.
He didn't believe that no one would like the majestic King Bichen, the great monster of the demon world?
He will never see someone who likes him, he only cares about what he likes.
However, the result obtained is always backfired.
King of Duchen: She has completely rejected me, there is no hope at all!I was heartbroken and even wanted to die.
At this time.
The news of King Pishu also came: Brother Zhuanfeng, can you persuade Bichen for us?This kid is emotionally wounded and in pain.
Chief Zhuanfeng: How can I help?You can't let him forget this love.
King Pishu: I know you can speak well, so let him feel relieved.
Zong Zuanfeng: Let me try.
But exit the chat box.
Ye Fan came to the inspiration.
Zong Zuanfeng: Bichen, I have a method that can help you forget the pain, would you like it?
Dust King: What?
Zong Zhuanfeng: I have a drop of Mengpo soup, which can be selectively forgotten. As long as you agree, I can send it to you.
King Buchen: Is this...really?I'm a big demon, and I can completely forget that I need the power to reach the sky. Does Granny Meng have such ability?
Ye Fan didn't know.
But he reckoned that Granny Meng holds an important position in the underworld, and everyone, black and white, respects her very much.
The strength should not be bad.
No matter what, it must be equivalent to a big Luo Jinxian.
That is a real earth demon.
It is a big realm better than Pichen.
Zong Zhanfeng: How will you know if you don’t try?
The mood of Dust King seems to be a little calmer.
He thought for a while.
This love made him unforgettable, and it also made him miserable.
But if let him completely forget.
It is inevitable that I feel regretful in my heart.
Gradually, he thought about it.
King Buchen: No, I can't forget Red Lotus.Even if I can't get her love, I will hide her deep in my heart and guard her silently forever.
Ye Fan felt a little regretful.
If Pichen agrees, it will definitely make him a lot of money.
But this is also a good thing, Pichen seems to be a little enlightened in love.
Speaking is much more mature than before.
Zong Zuanfeng: Well, I hope you can stick to your original heart and wish you better and better.
He said a few words of consolation perfunctorily.
But the next moment.
A bright red red envelope was sent.
King Bichen: Although you didn't help me with anything, you solved my knot in my heart. This is a gift for you.
"Ding, congratulations on grabbing the red envelope from the King of Dust——Earth Tracking Technique."
Huh?
The name seems very domineering.
Ye Fan quickly asked: What is this technique used for?
Dust King: Hey hey hey!I heard that you are investigating the Great King of Nanshan recently. This technique can detect all the relics left on the ground in detail. As long as he has appeared, you will be able to find it out.
I go.
This is a magical skill for Ye Fan, and it is so necessary.
The main body of King Nanshan is a leopard, as long as the mark of the leopard can be found, it can be confirmed whether it is him.
Zongzhuanfeng: Thank you, it is very useful for me.
King Bichen: There are more useful ones. The Nanshan King is now in decline, and his strength is definitely not as good as yours.If you are proficient in gossip divination, you can roughly deduce his location.Even if you can't figure it out, you can still find some clues.
what's the situation?
Are you on the rescue sent by the monkey?
Came here to give benefits?
These few points are of great use to Ye Fan!
(End of this chapter)
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