The president noticed the gazes around him and said with a smile: "What? The Age of Dharma Ending is coming, and everyone is making progress and growing. Can't I, an old man like me, not be able to keep pace with the times?"
Everyone laughed.
The president would also joke, which shows that he has full confidence in Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu.
After a while, two bodyguards walked over quickly carrying a folded red battle flag.
When they saw this flag, everyone was stunned.
This flag is the symbol of China, and it is the flag that has always stood on the flag-raising square of the Governor-General's Palace.
This flag symbolizes the eighth generation president.
When the flag arrives, the people arrive.
When the flag is destroyed, people die.
The president held the flag, and the red satin on it looked like blood.
He said softly: "I will use this flag, based on the national destiny, to reshape the souls of these two warriors!"
"From now on, the Middle Earth will never be destroyed, and the spirit of these two warriors will never die!"
There was a gasping sound from all around.
Based on the national destiny! Reshape the souls of Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu!
Coupled with the bodies tempered by thunder and lightning and the perfect thunder marks all over their bodies, these two people have a great future!
Apart from anything else, the average S-class is nothing more than a root vegetable in front of the two of them!
But as much as you gain, you will lose as much.
Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu used the fate of China and the country, and there will definitely be a certain degree of turmoil in China in the future.
Wars, natural disasters, and all kinds of evil spirits invade.
It can be said that the success of Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu was based on the displacement of thousands of people in China!
To put it bluntly, this matter cannot be said to be good or bad.
If a great disaster occurred in China due to the turmoil of the National Movement, the Eighth Generation Commander-in-Chief probably would not be able to apologize even if he died.
As the red battle flag slowly rose, it surrounded the two people like a red ribbon.
The various electronic instruments and energy monitoring equipment around him were screaming like crazy.
Countless sparks suddenly came, and the monitoring instruments exploded one after another.
At that moment, all energy indicators exploded, and the powerful energy fluctuations even directly damaged the monitoring equipment in the laboratory.
The eighth generation general said softly: "Let's exit!"
"This is the transformation that belongs to Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu. If they succeed, tell them that He Yongheng was besieged by the temple in Irkutsk."
"He needs help."
Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu were silent for half a year.
Everyone in the world thinks they are dead.
It is conceivable that if Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu appeared together, I don’t know how much shock it would bring to the world!
The fact that the two of them survived means that the fate of China and Earth is still there!
If the fate of China and Earth is not destroyed, it will never die!
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On the road to Irkutsk, Xu Zhenzi's face was ashen and he didn't say a word.
The men he leads are all masters of the Secret Bureau's field team. There are five or six A-levels alone, and more than 40 B-levels.
As for the C-level, he didn't bring it.
Because this is a cross-border operation, the physical fitness and soul strength of the members are very high.
Level B is already the lowest threshold.
Such a force can almost walk sideways in the Siberian wilderness.
But he was furious.
Because in this ghost place, he actually met the Holy Knights of the Temple!
As we all know, the Temple has three armed forces.
One is the most elite Holy Knights, with a strength of only 3,000, but the required quality of its members is extremely high. C-level is the minimum threshold, and they don't even need ordinary C-level.
The twelve holy knights headed by them are named after the twelve constellations, and each one is an A-level strongman.
The other one is the Knights Templar.
In terms of level, the Knights Templar are one level lower than the Knights Templar, but their number reaches more than 100,000.
This 100,000 warriors are divided into two types: silver robes and black robes. Which kind of clothes to wear is determined according to personal strength standards.
It is worth mentioning that every time the Knights Templar expands its army, they are selected from the silver-robed warriors of the Knights Templar.
The third armed force is the magician.
Magicians are divided into gold robes and silver robes.
The golden-robed magician must be at level A, while the silver-robed magician is basically hovering around level B.
In addition, although the golden-robed magicians are relatively strong, their number is small, and they mostly serve as battles between strong men and strong men, and they will not easily participate in ordinary battles.
Of course, the temple also has legions of angels.
But the angelic legions did not listen to the orders of the Holy Lord, only the orders of the Messiah.
Even if the Holy Lord comes and speaks, it won't work.
The angels of the Angel Legion are the biggest enemies of Middle-earth.
What Xu Zhenzi encountered was the most elite group of holy knights.
The opponent's number is about three hundred, which is more than six times that of his own.
The leader was wearing golden armor. The armor was very exquisitely made, with white Virgin Lily printed on it and hollow gold patterns on it.
This armor was also made by the alchemists of the temple after the advent of the Age of Ending Law.
In fact, both parties had discovered each other a few hours ago.
But no one was in the mood to pay attention to anyone.
Anyway, there is no road on the snowfield. You take your Yangguan Road, and I cross my single-plank bridge. Everyone has a task to perform, and no one wants to cause trouble.
Everyone even held back their energy and began to compete in speed on the snowfield.
One side is the most elite secret bureau field team in Middle-earth.
One side is the most elite Holy Knights of the Temple.
The strength of the two sides is almost the same, and they are both masters, so there is no one holding them back.
So they began to compete overtly and covertly.
Whoever can get rid of whom will be qualified to be called the elite!
The two sides had a tacit understanding on the snowfield and did not fight, but decided the outcome based on the speed of their advance.
When they arrived at the next town, Xu Zhenshi and the Golden Knight from the opposite side arrived almost at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, men from both sides arrived one after another, and they all showed obvious hostility.
No matter who wins or loses.
Running wildly all the way, both sides still paid no attention to the other.
Instead, they each began to slowly rest and regain their strength.
But at this moment, Xu Zhenzi felt a creepy feeling.
He suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, and the sharp blade almost flashed through the air.
Immediately afterwards, a figure fell from mid-air.
The figure was hidden in the red light of the sky and arrived in front of Xu Zhenzhi almost instantly.
He pressed his hands, followed by a chuckle.
"The elites of Middle-earth are nothing more than this!"
Xu Zhenzi showed no sign of weakness, he even sneered and slashed with his sword. The surging soul power suppressed the dark shadow that sneaked up on him!
The figure gave a shout of praise, spun around in a circle, and even dodged Xu Zhenshi's determined knife.
I saw golden light flashing, and another holy knight wearing golden armor arrived on the battlefield.
The two holy knights, under the command of three hundred elite men, brought a great sense of crisis to Xu Zhenzhi.
The opponent's strength is no worse than mine, at least he is at the peak of A level.
On the other hand, on my side, I am the only one who has reached the peak of A-level. Almost all of the remaining A-levels have just been promoted. They are in the same heaven and on earth as the peak of A-level!
This is the reason why Xu Zhenzi frowned! No more tonight. An