The meeting is over.

The final decision was made by Wumeng.

——For the time being, we will not attack the Blood-Hong Hand troops, wait for the opportunity first.

The door was opened and everyone walked out of the conference room.

The eldest sister of the intelligence department saw Chu De walking at the end and greeted him with a smile.

"Chu De, it turns out you are here!"

"I thought you had something to do and went out."

"Of course I'm here."

Chu De said in a depressed manner.

The dullness in his voice was instantly felt by the eldest sister of the intelligence department.

"What's wrong? Why is the voice so dull?" the eldest sister said with a smile.

"Are you unhappy?"

"...No, my voice is not dull." Chu Dedao, "Sister, don't joke."

"Oh, I actually want to pretend to be stupid in front of my intelligence boss." The eldest sister glanced at Chu De with a squint.

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore."

"You are so depressed. Is it because Brother Mingyue gave up the plan for District 8?"

Chu De suddenly raised his head. When the eldest sister saw him, she couldn't help but reach out and touched his head.

"Don't be discouraged."

"Brother Mingyue is a very smart person, and he has been fighting with Blood Red Hand for more than ten years."

"If he said it was not appropriate to attack the eighth district now, then what he said must be right."

"That's not necessarily." Chu De murmured in a low voice.

"Hmm? What did you say?"

"I said... I got it." Chu De sighed, raised his head and showed a sunny smile to his elder sister.

"Is this the only thing I'm obedient?"

After the eldest sister left, the smile on Chu De's face gradually faded.

He exhaled from his chest.

The inexplicable depression in my chest just now also dissipated with this tone.

However, there was still a little uncomfortable feeling lingering in Chu De's heart.

Chu De was thinking about the man of Blood Red Hand.

Blood-red Hand, whose real name is Zuo Zhou, is a handsome guy with a very handsome man. The comics are very popular... Well, I just have a little bad brain.

He is like the faceless before, and he has always been the ultimate brainless fan of Hegette, the kind that can't even pull back ten cows.

The skills...a little. The combat literacy...a little.

Well, it's just a little bit.

It’s not enough to see in his eyes. Why does the faceless coward have to give up the plan of District 8?

How bad is he compared to that guy Zuo Zhou?

Back then, he punched one faceless hammer, and he was not ruthless at all.

Why do you have to let go of water when you arrive at Zuozhou today?

Why?

Chu De didn't know where he was depressed.

He just felt that when he heard Wuwei say he would not attack the eighth zone, he suddenly felt a sense of injustice.

Because this guy Wuwei... he beat him so hard back then.

Now Zuo Zhou is also a person who is hostile to him.

Why doesn’t Wumeng beat Zuo Zhou with the same method as he beat him back then?

Could it be that if two people once belonged to the same camp, they could let each other go at this time?

"I don't think it's a good decision to attack the eighth district now."

The sound of the system sounded in Chu De's ears.

"Although the Blood Red Hand does not appear frequently in the comics, he does have his strength."

"And, the only one who can face him head-on in Dawn now is besides you and Wufeng, there is only that Qin Tang."

"There are too many things in Dawn now, and Wumeng will definitely not leave because of the eighth district."

"Qin Tang's same way."

"And as for you..."

"At dawn, you are just a recruit who still needs to be tempered.

"Shut up."

Chu De said a little depressedly.

"Please, please don't suddenly appear at this time?"

He always feels that his system is a bit too talkative.

The time traveler's standard system is a versatile system, and his system is simply comparable to artificial intelligence.

If it weren't for this thing, Chu De felt that he would have to destroy it one day.

He looked at Wuwei who finally walked out of the conference room, immediately changed his expression, smiled and greeted him.

"Brother Mingyue!"

Wumeng raised his head and looked at him in surprise.

It can be seen from his faceless gaze that he did not expect that someone would still be waiting for him outside at this time.

After all, everyone outside the conference room has been exposed now.

The corridor was empty, leaving only him and Chu De.

Chu De said in a bright sunny voice without any shame:

"Brother Mingyue, why should we delay the matter in District 8?"

"Didn't it have been agreed before?"

He said something he had thought about in his heart before.

"Although I don't understand very much... but what a perfect opportunity the plan for District 8 is!"

"If you miss this opportunity..."

"Isn't it difficult for us to find the same opportunity again?"

Faceless frowned and looked at him, "Why are you still here?"

"Have you finished the task assigned to you before? Have you learned what you should learn?"

"What's so easy to learn about that kind of thing..." Chu De subconsciously wanted to refute, but suddenly saw Wuming's face that was gloomy in an instant.

To be honest, the faceless face is still quite scary.

He looked at Chu Dedao:

"If you have a little brain, you should know that basic skills are the most important in the battlefield."

"If you can't calm down, the consequence of being on the battlefield is that you will die without a complete corpse..."

"Does I need to teach you this? You can do it?"

Chu De's bright smile froze, and then suddenly he couldn't suppress his inner anger.

Why can you treat yourself now like an ignorant child?

Didn’t he know that he was not a childish and ridiculous child?

Since you have no face to know...

Then why dare he speak to him in this tone?

The memories that had not been revealed for a long time suddenly returned to Chu De's mind.

Those memories that were once in the city of St. Liven.

Chu De suddenly felt a little itchy with his palms.

He looked at Wumeng, and the fire in his heart quietly ignited.
To be continued...