3580: C3580 Powerhouse

C3580 Powerhouse

Mu Shishan smiled when she heard Heng Yanlin's concern. She replied softly, "I know!"

After breakfast, the two of them took a walk by the river. They held hands and were very comfortable.

This kind of feeling made them feel very comfortable.

After a while, the two of them finally separated and returned to the places they needed.

Heng Yanlin bought some breakfast before returning to the bar.

When he came back, he saw that everyone had woken up and was cleaning up the front hall.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, right? I just brought it for you guys."

Heng Yanlin said to the crowd and shook the bag in his hand.

"Oh my god, I'm really starving!"

"This is great!"

"Thank you, mr. Lin! "

Hearing Heng Yanlin's words, the people present all gathered in front of Heng Yanlin and divided the breakfast in a few moves.

At this moment, yu Ling had already moved in front of him. His nose trembled and he sniffed. After which, he opened his mouth and said, "Kid, something is wrong with you!"

"What is wrong?"

Yu Ling's words caused Heng Yanlin's eyebrows to raise as he asked.

"There's a fragrance on your body, a completely different fragrance. It's definitely the fragrance of a woman!"

At this point, yu Ling's lips twitched slightly. He chuckled and said: "What's wrong? You went out early in the morning to date a woman!"

"It's your future wife!"

Heng Yanlin answered seriously, and then he stopped talking to him. He looked at Old Mao, who had just come out of the tunnel, and then waved at him and said, "Old Mao!"

Hearing Heng Yanlin's call, old Mao turned his head and looked at him. He walked over and said to Heng Yanlin, "Mr. Lin? Why did you call me?"

Heng Yanlin asked, "I want to ask if there are any other arrangements for our team these few days."

"Arrangements?"

Heng Yanlin opened his mouth and said, "It is the competition schedule for the team qualifiers and other arrangements. Tell me about them."

"Oh, the competition schedule. I do have a part of the qualifiers. I'll send you one later. As for the other arrangements... Actually, it's nothing much. I'm just going to hunt the Mutated Tribe. But since we're still in the team qualifiers, we don't have to pay any taxes to kill the alien. So the captain feels that if there's nothing else, we should go hunt some alien races. Increase our battle achievements so that we can enrich ourselves more when the time comes."

Old Mao's words caused Heng Yanlin to gently nod his head. After some thought, he opened his mouth and said, "I understand. Send me the competition schedule and let me take a look."

"Alright."

Old Mao immediately sent the competition schedule to Heng Yanlin.

Heng Yanlin's eyes swept across the match schedule. His eyebrows were lifted slightly. A surprised expression surfaced on his face, "There are only two matches in these few days?"

Old Mao nodded and replied, "Yes. One match is this afternoon. Another match is three days later. There will only be a match next week. This is because after these two matches, the top sixteen will be chosen."

Heng Yanlin heard this and immediately asked, "I want to ask, what is the situation with Wild Wolf Disco? Why is there such a team name?"

"This team, it's a little weird. The team they formed... mainly consisted of singing. It's like they're treating the team as a band. " Old Mao also licked his lips. After thinking for a while, he said, "However, their strength cannot be underestimated. Their captain is an A class fighter. He is still very strong. "1

"I see." Heng Yanlin nodded. Then, he heard Old Mao mention A. A super fighter immediately thought of 33. He looked at Old Mao and asked, so that's how it is. "What about 33?"

When Old Mao heard this, he immediately replied, "He went to the restroom."

"Did you bring him to register for the team?"

When Old Mao heard this, he shook his head and said, "Not yet, they just woke up. Last night, he had a fierce drinking match with this guy and the other brothers. He had killed quite a few of his brothers in one go. I have to say, I really admire him! "

Speaking up to this point, old Mao looked at Yu Ling and gave him a thumbs up.

Hearing Old Mao's praise, yu Ling also waved his hand and said with a smug face, "Oh, you flatter me too much. Brother Mao, you are also very awesome!"

"No, no, brother Ling is the best!"

"No, brother Ling is also very strong!"

Hearing the two of them suddenly having a business conversation during the drinking session, Heng Yanlin really did not know what to say.

At this time, thirty-Three came out of the toilet and saw Heng Yanlin.

Thirty-Three quickly walked over and said respectfully to Heng Yanlin, "Mr. Lin."

Heng Yanlin nodded and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet."

At this moment, a voice sounded behind them. "Brother Thirty-Three, there is still breakfast here. Quickly come and eat it."

Hearing this, thirty-Three hesitated for a moment before looking at Heng Yanlin.

Heng Yanlin smiled and nodded. He said, "Go and eat it. After that, follow us to the team guild to register later."

"Okay."

Thirty-Three didn't say much. She nodded and walked over.

At that moment, yu Ling shook her head and said, what a surprise. "Tsk tsk, this kid is really petty. He has to ask you if he wants to eat breakfast. How miserable!"

Heng Yanlin rolled his eyes in annoyance and said to Yu Ling, "If you don't know how to speak, then shut your mouth. No one will treat you as a mute."

Yu Ling asked, "But why did you let that guy join the team? Was it for the qualifiers? "

"What else?" Heng Yanlin said angrily.

The corner of Yu Ling's mouth curled slightly upon hearing this. She said, "Since it's like this, why don't I try adding one as well?"

"You?"

When Heng Yanlin heard this, he immediately felt as if he had just heard a huge joke. He rolled his eyes at him and said snappily, "Enough of that. Stop talking nonsense here. Don't you have your own team?"

That's right. ZERO was the legend of mankind. How could the strongest person in the world not have his own team?

That was recorded in the file, alright?

How could he let you leave?

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