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Chapter 1860 Seven short words

Su Man looked into the distance, his eyes filled with endless worries and longing: "The captain said that the purpose is the same, and the result is the same. Then he has to go through any process."

There were many silent people in the space.

Su Man pursed a smile and smiled at everyone: "Everyone is excited. We must welcome the captain's triumphant return in a full state."

"Su Man..." Everyone in the space called out in pity.

Su Man walked towards the depths of the conch with her back to everyone, and waved her hands casually. As soon as she entered the conch, she tried her best to sense Huo Yanting again, wanting to sense the picture that appeared before again, but no matter how hard she tried, she could never see the picture again.

She raised her hand and wiped her moist eyes, then took out flour, a few Chinese medicines and some loess, fiddled with a human skin mask and then flashed out of space.

As soon as Su Man opened the safe entrance and exit gate, he saw Hu Banxian running over with a nervous look: "Su Man, I just received a call from Marquis Huo, and the family courtyard was in chaos. I heard that the marshal could still bear it, and the old leader Lei had already fallen."

Su Man listened to the stern eyes and said to Hu Banxian: "The press conference is urgent. Please help me contact Di Wuye. I want the entire planet and the interstellar world to see this press conference."

Hu Banxian did not hesitate at all, and nodded and called Di Wuye's private phone in the moment: "Mr. Di, I am Hu Banxian. Let's talk about it for a long time. Your aunt now orders you to open all channels and live the media to broadcast the next press conference she will hold next.

In one minute, I will cut the press conference footage into your wholly-owned TV station of Tiandi Group. Are you clear?”

"Where is my uncle?" Di Wuye naturally received the news, but when he received the news, his first reaction was to fully believe that Huo Yanting was still alive and had not received the news from Su Man, he was even more calm.

At this time, when he heard Hu Banxian's request for arrangements, his heart couldn't help but feel aroused.

Hu Banxian looked at Su Man who was busy rushing into Quanzhe ward, and pursed his lips and replied: "You can watch the press conference."

"Okay." Di Wuye didn't ask again, "I'll make arrangements."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and dialed the inside line and issued all the instructions from Hu Banxian just now.

After a while, a white wall appeared in the entire Hanchen planet, Zi and other civilized star systems, as well as TV channels, network platforms, multimedia, and large screens in the square.

Just when everyone was shocked, the camera slowly moved downward, and the weak "Huo Yanting" appeared in the camera, raised his hand and saluted the camera, and said weakly: "Everyone, I am Huo Yanting."

The seven short words made the entire Hanchen planet boil!

【It's the Living King of Hell!】

【He is not dead!】

【Our God of War is not dead!】

【…】

But then they did not wait for "Huo Yanting" to continue their speech, but Su Man entered the camera and saluted: "Everyone, I am Su Man. Because like you all, I have received the news of Huo Yanting, the captain of the Thunder Special Forces, as his soldier and his legal wife, I hold a press conference here to clarify the rumors."

The appearance of "Huo Yanting" just now and Su Man's appearance indifferently gave everyone a reassurance.

At this moment, Su Man reached out and tore off the human skin mask on "Huo Yanting"'s face: "As everyone saw, this person is not Huo Yanting, he is Quan Zhe, the captain of the Falcon Special Forces."
Chapter completed!
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