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Chapter 6 Psychiatric organizations are so authentic these days

"fine?"

"Did you happen to enter the dormant period?"

"Nothing happened, I'm very lucky."

...

However, Emperor Nanchao felt that the other party was not just a big life.

The eyes under the sunglasses moved from Song Jing's face to the wall, and then looked at the ordinary man lying on the bed.

Song Jing is a symbol of beauty, not as beautiful as the world, but also, when everyone sees her, she has to praise the existence of a beauty, otherwise she would not have been in the entertainment industry.

At this time, she was wearing a pure white suspender skirt. When she reached her ankle, the slim-fitting characteristics of the skirt showed off her figure and it was so hot.

She basically has the perfect condition that a female star should have - that is, she will suffer a little deterioration in her destiny.

“…”

Song Jing realized something and quickly pointed at Lao Yao and explained: "Hey, this is not, this is an accident. I didn't mean it... It's not right, who are you, why are you here?"

This man was seen in the club just now.

She never expected the other party to appear here.

As soon as the words came, the man walked towards Song Jing, and to be precise, he walked towards the wall behind her.

Instead of answering Song Jing's words, he took out a pair of white gloves from his clothes and then carefully moved the sticker down.

Song Jing naturally leaned over and took a look, a little surprised: "Do you like this?"

Emperor Nan Dynasty: "…"

He turned his head and saw the woman's eyes full of shock and emotion, and asked with a rare initiative: "How did you survive?"

"Living...survive?"

Song Jing was even more confused: "What happened? Is there a murderer in this house? Why can't I survive when I come? I can't understand what you say in the world of the world."

Emperor Nan Dynasty: "…"

He was silent for a moment and then said, "I'll explain it to you."

Song Jing is indeed in vain.

Di Nanchao looked down at the sticker, then whispered: "B-level uct, has been transferred, the scope has been expanded, and the second-level deployment has been started. If necessary, you can use uct No. 019."

There was a breath of cold air: "So serious?"

Emperor Nanchao did not answer, and Song Jing was stunned when he heard his words, "What are you talking about?"

Di Nanchao frowned, "How much does WeChat?"

Song Jing didn't expect that the other party would add WeChat in this situation, but looking at the handsome face in front of her, Song Jing didn't feel that she was at a disadvantage, even though she gradually felt that the handsome guy in front of her looked like a lunatic.

The man scanned her WeChat and indeed added her. However, after adding her, he said nothing, sent a picture of her, turned around and left.

Old Yao was here, Song Jing didn't chase him and asked, looking down at the picture.

The picture is a pictorial notification.

The first sentence that caught my eye was: [Unconventional Things Research Center

——Some things in this world cannot be explained according to science or deal with them according to common sense. As soon as they appear, based on their level, various abnormal phenomena will appear around them. The mortality rate of these abnormal phenomena to humans is 95%. They may be humans, animals, plants, and more likely to be various lifeless objects. We call such things ucts (unconventional things)]

Song Jing: “…”

Unexpectedly, mentally ill organizations are not only so large these days, but also outsourcing people are so pretty.
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