It was already dark, and there were almost no people on the street. Occasionally, a few aircraft with red flags and unique flags waving in the wind roared past Zhang Xiaorong.
"What's the matter? It's hard to find a job, but after only one day of work, you're going to kick me out!"
Holding the notice of failure in the assessment in her hand, Zhang Xiaorong looked around for a while, frowned, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it casually to the bucket.
Just as he was about to leave, a miniature flight detector suddenly rushed out from the sky above his head. It was only the size of a fist, and its slender metal arm held a three-inch-long blue laser, which was full of energy!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
