Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

The dialing reminder tone of the communicator beeped. The small sound that was originally normal was now infinitely amplified by Zhao Qianye's sensitive nerves. As no one answered the call at the other end of the communicator, a sudden

An uneasy feeling lingered in my heart.

"Dang! Dang!"

A gentle knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Zhao Qianye frowned, turned to look at the door, and said, "Come in!"

Uncle John, the old butler, pushed the door in and said respectfully to Zhao Qianye: "Master, your friend Mr. Li Xiaojian is waiting for you outside the house."

Zhao Qianye was startled when he heard the sound, and laughed and said: "That kid should be worried about me, let him come in directly!"

This kind of thing happened at school. Considering the relationship between him and Xiaopang, it would be strange for the other party not to come.

The two of them were in the same building, and it wouldn't take much time for Xiaopang to come over to do things upstairs and downstairs.

"Yes, Master! I will go and invite Master Li right away."

Old John knew that the young master hated others disturbing him after he was thinking about things, but there were exceptions. For example, the young master's friends and close friends of the Zhao and Liu families, the Li family.

After John exited the study, Xiaopang immediately opened the door and came in.

The other person was still the same as before, holding a big bag of his favorite potato chips in his arms and stuffing it into his mouth. Before the person entered the room, the voice came first.

"Brother Qian, I'm here to see you, come out quickly."

When Zhao Qianye heard the sound, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched. The little fat man rushed into the room and closed the door. He rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "You kid yells every time you come in, as if others don't know you are coming."

Xiaopang seemed to have entered his own house and went straight to the study where Fat House Happy Water was stored. He first took a can of Kuole, opened it, drank a few sips by himself, and then slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Hey, try Fatty's potato chips!"

With a pained expression on his face, Xiaopang handed the big bag of potato chips in his arms to Zhao Qianye, pretending to be generous and said: "This thing will only be shared with Brother Qian if you are willing to share it, the others... haha!"

Zhao Qianye's heavy heart suddenly lightened up and he said happily: "Then do I still have to thank Fatty?"

Xiaopang puffed up his chest and said proudly: "Of course!"

Zhao Qianye immediately became happy, grabbed a handful of potato chips, threw them into his mouth, and started chewing them.

"Brother Qian, what are you planning?" Xiaopang stuffed potato chips into his mouth and asked bluntly. Based on his understanding of his best friend, for someone like Adolf, Brother Qian must have written down the opponent in a small notebook.

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The second generation of gods also have the characteristics of the second generation of gods.

Although Brother Qian sometimes likes to play tricks and act cute, once he encounters someone who is definitely an enemy, he usually writes it down in a small notebook and finds an opportunity to kill him. This way the other person can sleep peacefully at night. This secret, and Zhao

Xiaopang, who has been with Chiba for more than 20 years, knows this best.

So, for my best friend and best friend, saying that he is a devil is not a slander. Of course, it is not very pleasant to be friends with such a person. Everything is planned and arranged by the other party, and I can only do a good job.

Fish, just call 666 without thinking.

"Dudu..."

The beeping sound of the traffic controller is still ringing.

Zhao Qianye wiped his hands with a towel, looked at the world outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and said with a mysterious smile: "What else can I do? I can only eat it cold."

"Are you really going to have a hand-to-hand fight with that bastard?" Xiao Pang didn't show any emotion on his face, but in his heart he was extremely worried for his best friend.

At the moment, everyone is a new student. They have just completed the construction of the divine domain, and have not yet realized their own full-time priesthood. There is really no skill in fighting hand-to-hand combat among the tribesmen. What matters is the individual strength and quantity of the tribesmen.

Even if Brother Qian wins, both sides will lose.

When Xiaopang returned home, he didn't figure out the key, so he ran to Zhao Qianye, hoping that the other party would analyze it for him, "Oh! Brother, you analyze it for us. It's not difficult for me to understand that you have this idea.

.But why would a descendant of the dignified Bruce family engage in such a meaningless physical fight with you? If he wins, there seems to be no benefit. If he fails, the development of the divine domain will stagnate, and he is afraid that his status as a genius within the family will plummet.

As long as you're not a fool, you won't agree to such a thing, right?"

"Yes, we are all descendants of the gods' family. Even if we cannot fully understand each other's thoughts, we can still predict and infer some of them."

Zhao Qianye was shocked, a gleam of light shot out from his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "I invited Adolf to fight in order to prevent the other party from settling accounts later, and wanted to nip the other party's potential in the cradle, but why did the other party accept the challenge?

?”

Xiaopang looked at his best friend and didn't know what was going on, so he made a random guess: "Brother Qian, is there any other purpose behind this?"

"for example?"

"School sports meeting?" Xiaopang scratched his head and guessed wildly.

"School sports meeting?"

Zhao Qianye narrowed his eyes slightly, considered and analyzed it in his mind for a while, and said uncertainly: "The school sports meeting is extremely important to each class, and even the head teacher. It would be reasonable for the other party to take this into consideration."

Xiaopang thought about this kind of brain-consuming thing, which seemed to consume a lot of energy. He didn't know how to eat a big bag of potato chips, and he quickly ran out of energy.

suddenly!

Xiaopang stopped chewing potato chips, his eyes gleamed, and he shouted vaguely: "Brother Qian, do you think it's because after the school sports meeting, there will be other team competitions in the school, so this guy is so confident?"

?”

"Hey, that's not right! There is a real battle between the tribes. Even if the other side can win, without an absolute advantage, both sides will lose. Is this guy so kind-hearted and doing good things for other students in Class 1?"

The more Xiaopang thought about it, the more confused his head became. He simply gave up thinking about it and shouted to Zhao Qianye: "Brother Qian, I always feel that this matter is weird. How about we discuss it in the long term?"

He pondered for a long time and finally spoke out what was in his heart.

Zhao Qianye laughed, "Is this what your kid really thinks?"

Xiaopang laughed dryly and defended: "I'm a little worried about you, aren't I?"

Zhao Qianye believed that how he should deal with Adolf was his fault, and he should find a way to solve it by himself, unless it was really beyond his ability. Otherwise, he would never want to pass this pressure on to Xiaopang and the people behind him.

Li family.

Given the relationship between the two iron alliances, if it was really him and Xiaopang who caused the trouble together, most of the adults of the two families would just hold their noses and admit it.

But if it was his fault alone, and if necessary, in order to maintain the majesty of the Bruce family and preserve the whole clan, it would be within his expectation that the family would abandon him. He could personally accept it with peace of mind.

And chubby...

Naturally, this kind of awareness already existed when Zhao Qianye invited Adolf to fight. That's why he didn't want his best friend to be involved too deeply.

The growth history of every god family is accompanied by endless sacrifices and struggles. As a child of a big family, he still has this awareness.