My Cold And Beautiful Wife Chapter 778

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Feng Xiaohui began to slowly fill in names, addresses, pa.s.sports, and the like.

Ye Fan was bored on the side. He was quite curious about these two people at the front desk, so he asked, "Is this old man also a staff member at the front desk?"

Hao Te smiled awkwardly, "You mean Mr. Rolov? Hehe... "I guess so..."

"Hmph, besides drinking every day, this old drunkard also goes to bed and goes insane. He came to take advantage of me and touch my thigh."

"If not for the fact that he was a friend of the subst.i.tute president, Mr. Maxim, I think AIR would have expelled him long ago." The beggar, however, did not give him any face as he said this.

As he was speaking, old Rolov suddenly straightened up and let out a snort, "Humph!"

He thought he had heard the sound and was about to get angry when he saw him pick up a bottle of vodka, gulp it down twice, let out a burp, and then went back to sleep.

Ye Fan couldn't help but want to laugh, "Just because he and President Maxim know each other, you want him to stay here at the current station all the time?" "He should have a Discipline, then."

The Flower Man rolled his eyes. "G.o.d knows. I didn't see him with any superpowers anyways. Even if he did, at his age, his superpowers would have already been depleted."

While chatting, Feng Xiaohui nervously filled out the information and handed it to the beggar.

"Give me your right thumb," said the beggar.

Although Feng Xiaohui was puzzled, he still did as he was told.

The beggar reached out his hand and pinched Feng Xiaohui's thumb. In less than three seconds, he released it and pressed Feng Xiaohui's thumb onto the filled out form.

A blood-red thumb imprint had already appeared on the screen.

"This... Is this my blood? " Feng Xiaohui was stunned.

Hao Te, who was at the side, smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. The Flower Man just drew a little bit of blood from your finger and used it to mark your DNA and fingerprints."

Only now did he know that the front desk staff's ability was to suck blood, but it could be controlled very slightly. It was almost undetectable and the blood began to seep out.

"The registration is complete and you can go to the left for the test. The escorts are not allowed inside," said the flower.

Ye Fan patted Feng Xiaohui's shoulder, letting him go boldly, while he sat outside, coincidentally smoking a cigarette and waiting for him to come out.

The testing time was quite long. Fortunately, Hao Te didn't have any other work to do today, so he was able to sit and chat with him.

The sea breeze blew, and the sun shone brightly. It was a good time to relax.

When Ye Fan smoked his second cigarette, a group of more than ten people walked over from not too far away. They were all of different colors and wore different clothes.

When these people came out from the round tower, they could vaguely see that it was divided into two groups, and they were arguing about something.

Ye Fan saw that their smell of gunpowder was extremely strong, and asked in wonder, "Hao Te, what's the situation with them?"

Hao Te shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "They are all directors of the a.s.sociation. They came from all over the world for meetings, but this year, there are a few senior radical directors who said they want to carry out a major reform of the a.s.sociation's policy."

"If it wasn't for the fact that this meeting had always been in debate, this year's meeting would have been concluded long ago. It wouldn't have delayed the rest of the work …"

"Policy?" "What plan?"

"It means always being neutral and not taking part in any conflicts of interest," Haut explained. "Director Wall is in the lead, and some of the radicals believe that our Adept a.s.sociation is too conservative. We seem too weak to the outside world."

Last time at the Sytor Conference, the old President Maxim was killed, but we didn't say anything about it.

"That's why they think we Adepts should be even more daring to step onto the world's main stage and form alliances with powerful organizations and nations. That way we won't be looked down upon."

"President Maxim died under the hands of the legendary expert Skerriton. It's not shameful at all. "What's there to worry about?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

Hao Te sighed, "It can be said that way, but there are also some other old and deep-rooted problems, making this matter very complicated. It can be said that … President Maxim's death was just the fuse. "

"Oh? "What's the problem?" Ye Fan asked.

"You ordinary people might not have any concept of what it is, but we Adepts are mostly excluded by the normal world. Some are even rejected by our families.

When we were growing up, we were discovered to have special abilities, so we were treated as a beast race.

Director Vole and the others believed that the Adept a.s.sociation should not follow the rules of seclusion, but should strive to expose the power of our Adepts to the world.

They felt that since Adepts were stronger than ordinary people, why did they have to give way to ordinary people? They had to hide in the shadows. "

Hearing this, Ye Fan came to understand that these directors wanted to improve their status as Adepts and become "great men".

Ye Fan also felt that this made sense, but after all, Adepts were a very small group of people. If they really wanted to exist in this world, then they would have to put in a lot of effort.

If they acted too aggressively, not only would they lose their place, but they would also be the target of a disaster for the Adepts.

From the fact that the Dark Council was such a powerful force and had to abide by the rules of 'hiding from the world', it could be seen that this wasn't as simple as it sounded.

"Hao Te, which one of them do you think is reasonable?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

Hao Te spread out his hands. "I am just a small fry, little boatman. Who cares so much. Our opinions will not be taken into account in their discussions."

However, I think it's a good idea. Most Adepts are used to pretending to be ordinary people. No one likes to be treated like a weird guy …

To put it bluntly, although we have superpowers, we can also die from old diseases. We're not too different from ordinary people. We just want to live a good life. It's too complicated, there's no need for that. "

Ye Fan nodded his head, this guy was, after all, someone who had been in prison before, so things were pretty mature for him.

At this moment, a middle-aged Caucasian man, who wore a white suit and had his hair combed neatly, walked over with the other directors.

"Hao Te, who is this person? Is he a member of our a.s.sociation?" the man asked.

"Director Wall, this is the family of a new member of the test team. I'll talk to him casually," Hao Te said respectfully.

Only now did Ye Fan know that this was the representative of the radical faction's director, Wall. He didn't know what ability he had, but he looked just like an ordinary person.

"Oh, you can start the boat. We are leaving." After hearing that, Wall directly ignored Ye Fan.

"Director Wall, is the meeting over?"

Volker snorted coldly, "Those stubborn old fools. They don't make any sense at all. They won't open their mouths!"

"What about President Al? What did he say? " Haut asked, gossiping.

Another board member with golden hair and tattooed body beside her said, "Why are you asking so many questions? If there's any news, it will naturally be announced in the a.s.sociation. Hurry up and set off!"

Hao Te quickly smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes …" Director Erik... "

Hao Te waved goodbye to Ye Fan, then ran off to the port.

Wall and the other directors didn't even bother to pay attention to Ye Fan, and started to walk towards the harbor.

However, when they were talking, they did not take into account that Ye Fan could hear them from behind. The words that came out of their mouths were all sucked into Ye Fan's ears. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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