The lord personally supervised the battle, and Dong Wuquan did not dare to hide anything. He used all his firepower and mobilized all overt and covert lines.

Soon, feedback was given from various parties. With Dong Wuquan’s strong ability to organize and summarize, detailed information from above was quickly given with a large amount of information.

Emperor Wei Jia couldn't help but shake his head: So what if he knew?

Silence fell in the car.

Dongwuquan didn't dare to disturb his lord's thinking, but he couldn't hide his excitement on his face: This is the first time that my lord has really done his best. Will this be the biggest turning point in my life?

Wei Jiahuang felt that the camera kept shaking, and it was obvious that Hong Yulan was beginning to feel extremely unwell.

Although it has become a thing of the past, Emperor Wei Jiahuang cannot help but feel heartbroken: Is this energy output obtained at the cost of overdrafting his life?

The most shocking thing was the deputy: No way? This is God’s calculation!

After a long time, Hong Yulan said: "A is your person?"

Dong Wuquan was shocked: "Yes."

"Can you pull b onto your boat?"

Dongwuquan was surprised: "That's right!"

"Where's c?"

I don’t know how many rounds of such short and compact questions and answers have gone through.

Hong Yulan had already started to say in a sickly voice: "Dongwuquan, I will give you a fortune, there are some twists and turns, you'd better remember it."

Dong Wuquan suppressed the ecstasy in his heart: "Say."

Hong Yulan seemed to be making final arrangements, muttering a few names: "Ju Guanhu, Beigan, Li Kangzhuang, Lu Shuai..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and Dong Wuquan remained silent, not daring to interrupt her train of thought.

"My career started because of football. Although your opportunity is a bit devious, you have to start from here."

Dong Wuquan quickly agreed: "Of course."

"Okay, remember, the Beigan line first."

Seeing him shorthand a symbol representing Beigan, he said: "Company F, you go through a to get a copy..."

Dongwuquan wrote vigorously and quickly.

"Bank H, you used W's relationship to get..."

Dong Wuquan had no time to be shocked and wished he could increase his hand speed several times.

"There is something hidden in Villa X in District B, City J, Country Q..."

This line of Beigan and Dongwuquan has been written in several large articles.

Wei Jiahuang was dumbfounded: Has she opened her eyes? Or is she a god descending to earth?

A thread is intertwined and extending in all directions, and it is revealed in Hong Yulan's mouth like a cocoon peeling off silk.

"Now it's Niu Er's line."

The marks of the two cows have been drawn.

"First, let C find his sweetheart in T, called Kashasha."

Suddenly changed into an unprecedented format, Dongwuquan's semi-mechanical input state was a little confused: Do you all know this?

Then he felt relieved: Since he had great expectations for her, why make such a fuss?

On the camera, Dong Wuquan was seen writing steadily, and Hong Yulan's weak voice came again: "Let him say this to Kashasha..."

"At P, Village L, Township A, County D, City K, dig up that grave..."

"You have to notify me immediately about this next one."

Dongwuquan stopped writing.

"You call U now and ask him to immediately send his people to the M River in his jurisdiction to retrieve one..."

After a pause, he said: "Please note the specific location..."

After Dong Wuquan made the call, Hong Yulan said again: "Next, Lu Shuai."

...

When Dongwuquan was about to finish writing a notebook.

Hong Yulan said: "I have finished talking about the main line. If there is only this part, although it is far from being limited to football, you are just a person with a lot of bombs. A person who knows too much but does not have the corresponding strength is just a

The short-lived ghost is just helping others make wedding clothes. Now you change your notebook, and with the following part as a foreshadowing, you can use your existing power to maximize the use of all the information you just got, and the entire plan will be practical.

, to achieve your and my goals as quickly as possible.”

What I see now is like an image taken by a war reporter lying in a trench during a fierce battle. The camera is shaking violently. For a rare moment of clarity, I can see Dong Wuquan's face full of worry: "Take a break and drink some water -

—”

"Remember, I don't know how long I can last!"

Facing the huge opportunity, Dong Wuquan also threw away the mask of hypocrisy, gritted his teeth and took off the cap of his pen, waiting for dictation. If he is drunk now, he will die if he is drunk now?

"There is something in the morgue of V Hospital in S Town, R City——"

There was a pop, and blood seemed to spurt out. There was a mist of blood in front of the camera. Before I could see the horrified Dongwuquan, I vaguely heard someone calling "Miss", and then the screen went black.

Wei Jiahuang, a clear observer, felt that he could connect the causes and consequences, and he knew clearly: Although the second half has not been published, the first half has been passed down. So the cause and effect of Ju Guanhu's five people still ended up with Hong Yulan? Therefore, Dong Wuquan did not fight.

After reaching the upper limit, but raising the lower limit and making a chicken head? For Hong Yulan, maybe this is a catastrophic step from magic to ordinary. Maybe he leaked the secret and was punished by God, and the whole person collapsed, thus becoming an ordinary person.

An ordinary girl, she was eventually killed by ordinary people like Lang Ju when she grew up.

In short, this is the real reason why she lost contact during that time!

I don't know if the elf playing the holographic image knew what he was thinking, but it stopped unexpectedly at this moment. In the darkness, Wei Jiahuang couldn't help but be touched by the past.

It doesn't matter to him, Wei Jiahuang, what kind of extraordinary fairy-like figure Hong Yulan is, at least that was the case in the past.

Like Wu Xianlian said, she may really have endless possibilities, and it may even be said that the existence of a humble and mediocre boy like him, Wei Jiahuang, has killed these possibilities that were very likely to be brilliant and fantastic in the future.

But so what? In your eyes, Hong Yulan may be such a great miracle, but to Wei Jiahuang's youth, she was just an ordinary girl with extraordinary charm. For this reason, she became the focus of everyone's youthful memories.

That's all.

Wei Jiahuang can even confidently say that compared to becoming Wu Xian, Lien Dong, Wu Quan Wu, Professor Hong Yuanyi, or even the so-called hope of human civilization for all people in the world, being the goddess of ordinary sports boys like Wei Jiahuang is the happiest time in her life.

But all of this must be known only now, only when people and ghosts are on different paths can they have confidence, and must they be completely lost before they can fully realize it. How helpless is such a life?

If I have to excuse my cowardice - I was once confident.

In his youth, although because of his low self-esteem, he followed unreliable rumors to become a top student, followed Bai Zhu, and tried hard to be a slam dunk master, although he ended up becoming a nobody in the layup - a

In a nutshell, love must be humble, but love bravely.

If you weren't brave, how could you have followed the path of a pig and become a top student? If you weren't brave, how could you be like a tarsal maggot stalking Bai Zhu, your mortal enemy that you hate most but can never defeat in a head-to-head confrontation?

If you are not brave, how can you persist in becoming a slam dunk master regardless of your physical condition and everyone’s ridicule?

Dare to love but dare not speak out, so you are humble. Dare to challenge all impossible things for love, so be brave.

For her, he dared to challenge his shy personality to be the protagonist of the team, dared to challenge the hated violent aesthetics of powerful miracles, and dared to challenge the invincible super-invincible combination King Kong. For her, he would fight even if there were sharp spikes in front of him.

Dare to go head-on.

He once said that football is just entertainment and not worth too many sacrifices.

For her, he is willing to do whatever it takes to win the football match, even if it requires provoking the opponent to fight with fists and kicks. In order to win the football match, he is willing to be punched and knocked out by his opponent, even if he is given a concussion.

For her, he and his friends finally defeated the powerful and terrifying Middle School. At that time, his self-confidence reached its peak, and he was infinitely close to complacency - he thought that he would surely embrace the beauty tonight.

"Winning or losing, I'll meet you at the Lieutenant Colonel's gate at 7:19 p.m."

At seven o'clock in the evening, we met at the gate of Lieutenant Colonel 19, and I won.

For the examination at the fourth hospital, Uncle Cen gave me thousands of farewell instructions, but the old parents did not dare to ignore it and insisted on dragging it along.

Nothing was found, but it has been delayed for too long.

Emperor Wei Jia said: "You guys should go back first, I'm leaving!"

The two elders were slightly curious: "It's time to eat, where are you going?"

"I'm happy today, having dinner with friends!"

The second elder was thinking: This is strange, you still have friends?

They all asked in unison: "Who? Is it a man or a woman?"

This stumped the young Wei Jiahuang: Yes, who should I make up?

Nonsense: "Baizhu!"

"Ah? Don't you and him have trouble getting along?"

Wei Jiahuang said angrily: "We won today, can't we all be happy and turn enemies into friends?"

This reason actually deceived the second elder.

Everyone rushed to No. 19 Middle School excitedly, and finally arrived half an hour early.

Young Wei Jiahuang was very satisfied: He could enter the examination room 30 minutes in advance. This advance is reasonable and rigorous! No! It’s perfect!

Then I began to wait sweetly. I thought to myself: Hong Yulan is a very punctual girl!

The sweet half hour passed so slowly that the actor almost died from the sweetness.

I raised my hand to look at my watch countless times, and at exactly 7 o'clock, the punctual Hong Yulan did not come.

So I continued to wait sweetly. After ten minutes, the sweetness disappeared, but I could still force a smile. I thought that when she came, I would not let her see that I was angry.

When the TV in the restaurant next door started playing weather forecast music, Wei Jiahuang couldn't stop laughing.
Chapter completed!