I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

"Xiao Fang, did something happen at home? Why did you resign suddenly?"

The dean's concerned voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Nothing happened, it's just that I've been too tired recently, and I may feel that this job is not suitable for me."

Yang Fang smiled bitterly.

"That doesn't necessarily mean that you have to resign. You are the youngest attending doctor in our hospital. You will have a bright future in the future. After a few years, you will be promoted to a deputy high school, and then you can go up. Before the age of forty, I, the dean The seat may be yours, why do you have to resign."

The dean said, "Well, I'll give you a month's vacation first. During this month, you can relax and not be too tired. If you still want to resign after a month, come and find me again. That's fine."

"Well, that's fine, thank you Dean."

Yang Fang said.

"Why are you being polite to me? If you really encounter any difficulties, remember to say hello to me. I will try my best to help if I can."

said the dean.

"Okay, thank you Dean!"

Yang Fang continued.

"Um."

The two sides quickly ended the call.

Yang Fang breathed a sigh of relief and put down his phone.

Don't worry about work for now.

Then you just need to immerse yourself in the practice.

He went straight back to the bedroom and began to practice cross-legged.

In a flash, it was another two days.

There were still a lot of bubbling people in the group.

But as the past two days passed, it gradually became less and less, as if there were not many topics to talk about.

This made Yang Xin feel suspicious gradually.

In the past, thousands of messages were generated every day.

But these two days add up to only two hundred.

He was only suspicious for a while, and then started to practice again.

Every day and every moment in the real world is extremely important to him. Others may be relaxing and enjoying the joy before dying, but he cannot.

He is not a person who resigns himself to fate!

On the morning of the third day, Yang Fang suddenly received a call from a stranger.

"Are you Yang Fang? You live in ** Building **, Qingquan Community, right?"

There was a crisp female voice on the other end of the phone, who should be young.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm from the police department of Changbei District. Please come here. We have something we want you to cooperate with in the investigation, is that okay?"

The woman's voice continued to sound.

"Let me cooperate with the investigation? What's the matter?"

Yang Xin felt vigilant.

Could it be that the police have already started crossing?

"There's a fight here, involving your name, and a criminal has identified you, please come here as soon as possible!"

"Fighting? Could it be a mistake?"

"Come here first, if you really make a mistake, we will return your innocence."

The woman continued.

"Well, that's good."

Yang Fang responded.

His heart became serious.

Fighting and brawling, right?

Most likely the police knew about the crossing.

But even if you know, so what, I have never done anything illegal and criminal, I am just an ordinary little shopkeeper of a pharmacy in another world.

Yang Fang gritted his teeth and decided to go to the police station to have a look.

The phone calls are coming, and you can't just hide if you want to.

Hiding at this time will only be more troublesome.

He put on his shoes, hurried outside, stopped a taxi on the road, and rushed directly to the police station.

In Fang City, there are four police stations alone, and the other party appointed him to go to Changbei District.

Changbei District is more than 20 minutes away from his residence by car.

Looking at the heavy traffic outside the window along the way, Yang Fang's thoughts were long.

Finally, after more than 20 minutes, the taxi successfully stopped at the Changbei District Police Station.

Yang put down the taxi, looked at the police station in front of him suspiciously, and walked over.

At the gate, two young police detectives held photos and kept looking at the intersection.

Soon, someone found Yang Fang, and after careful comparison, two police detectives walked over quickly.

"Are you Mr. Yang Fang?"

asked one of the young detectives.

"Yes, I just got a call asking me to come here to cooperate with the investigation."

Yang Fang nodded, his heart became more dignified.

"Oh, just come with me for a while, please."

The young police detective smiled, and immediately led Yang Fang to the interior of Superintendent Changbei.

Yang Fang was silent all the way, quietly following behind.

After the two passed through the alarm area at the front desk, they went directly to the last building. After swiping the elevator card, they immediately pressed to the fifth floor area.

Along the way, the young police detective kept smiling and said nothing.

After a while, the elevator opened and entered a corridor.

"Mr. Yang Fang, please enter room 501."

The young police detective gestured and smiled, then got off the elevator alone and left the place.

501?

Yang Fang was slightly silent and looked up.

He quickly found the room number and gently opened the door.

I saw that there were thirty or forty people sitting in the room.

Some were talking in low voices, some were excited, and some were full of gloom.

When they noticed someone pushing the door and coming in, someone turned around quickly with a smile on their face.

"A newcomer is here!"

One of the bald middle-aged men laughed.

"Newcomers, hurry up and sign in!"

"Congratulations to the newcomers, you have found an organization!"

Others also laughed.

Yang Xin's head was surging.

Sure enough, he guessed the same!

This kind of thing is destined to be impossible to hide.

However, along the way, it was kept extremely secret. Except for the two detectives who met at the door at the beginning, none of the other detectives saw it.

Even the police detective who sent him here did not have the right to enter 501, but went down soon.

"Doctor Yang, it's you, you. You're here too?"

There was a voice of surprise from the crowd.

Yang Fang turned his head and saw Fang Ting, a young nurse in the crowd, who seemed extremely excited.

"Um, yes, what a coincidence."

Yang Fang nodded slightly embarrassed.

"Is your name Yang Fang? Your nickname in the group is [Sui Yuan]?"

A middle-aged man in a black suit held a notebook and handed it to Yang Fang to sign in, "By the way, what is your identity over there? Also note it."

Yang Fang nodded slightly, and immediately wrote it down in the notebook.

The shopkeeper of Wanchunpu.

The middle-aged man took a look, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, you can find a place to sit down first."

Yang Fang nodded slightly, and found a place in the rear area.

"Brother, what is your identity in another world? I am the little leader of the Sanhe Gang's Dongfang!"

The bald man from before suddenly laughed.

The others also gathered around curiously and began to introduce themselves.

"I am the deputy manager of the Qingmu Gang."

"I work in the Mongolian Chamber of Commerce and I am also a deputy manager."

"Dude, what are you doing?"

"I'm just a small shopkeeper of the Black Tiger Gang, and I'm in charge of a small pharmacy called Wanchunpu."

Yang Fang said.

"Wanchunpu? I don't seem to have heard of it. By the way, didn't the Black Tiger Gang run away this time?"

"Yeah, I heard that the head of the Black Tiger Gang led people away overnight, did you follow?"

Everyone asked curiously.

"No, I'm too weak and too timid, so I've been hiding underground."

Yang Fang responded.

"What grade are you?"

The bald middle-aged man asked.

"Early Stage 2!"

Yang Fang said.

"Only the second rank? That's really too weak!"

"Yeah, the second grade is too weak, it must be because I was not willing to spend money before."

"The strongest in our group are all at the peak of the third rank."

"By the way, that [Tongtian Cult Master] should be the strongest traverser in Fang City, a fifth-rank master!"

"It's not just the fifth grade, but unfortunately there is a sixth grade. If we invite the other party over this time, everyone will definitely be able to tide over the difficulties!"

"Have you all received calls from the police?"

Yang Fang asked curiously.

"That's not true. Several people were personally invited, and this is not the police. This is a special operations department. It does not belong to the police, nor does it belong to any department. It directly belongs to the state. Do you understand?"

A young man whispered.

"Special Operations?"

Yang Fang said to himself.

It seems that this should be an organization specially established by the country to deal with the crossing incident.

"So the police won't investigate us in the future?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Of course not, since then it has nothing to do with the police."

Others spoke one after another.

Yang Fang was slightly silent.

No matter what, he still wanted to stick to his previous plan.

Let's minimize your presence first.

With the current chaos in the black iron colony, no one will help, only they can rely on themselves!

Besides, the crossing locations are different, can people from the state department cross to the black iron colony?

The third chapter is here!

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