Maybe three hundred people isn't too many, but it's definitely not too few either.
In such a quiet and resentful night, with the cold wind as cold as a knife, three hundred people suddenly appeared on the two-way road, but it really created a dull, depressing and shocking atmosphere.
The flow of people was like mimosa. Visible to the naked eye, as if they had been lightly touched by someone, they quickly began to gather. They lined up silently and quickly, and the small steps of countless men and women wearing tight black leather jackets were actually connected.
There was no sound at all.
They walked with their heads held high, from the first figure who lazily entered the field of view to the moment they saw Zhang Deshuai and others, they lined up silently and quickly. Their steps were neat and rhythmic. They held their heads high and held their chests high, as if someone shouted a slogan.
Everyone finds their place in a tacit understanding.
A woman suddenly stepped forward and broke away from the crowd. At this time, the distance between the crowd and Zhang Deshuai was about 200 meters away.
The woman walked very fast, as fast as a gallop, and broke away from the crowd in an instant. However, in the eyes of Zhang Deshuai and others, the woman's footsteps still seemed to be walking in a leisurely manner, noble.
And softly, as silently and tightly as a cat's steps, walking towards this side.
As the woman came out of the queue, the pace of the crowd invariably stagnated, followed closely by them, just like the clones of the two silent women, marching in the same rhythm and at the same pace - the only difference may be that the distance between the woman and the crowd is getting wider.
The bigger.
Zhang Deshuai opened his eyes wide and was stunned when he saw such a tight and silent troop.
Such a team, the steps are as compact as one person stepping, silent and rigorous, as if they are watching an army rehearsal. There are only three hundred people, filling the road in the dark and moving forward, giving people the impression of thousands of troops.
Horse-like feeling.
"Snapped!"
I don’t know whose footsteps suddenly took the lead and stopped. Then, countless people stood a hundred meters in front of Zhang Deshuai and stood in unison. Except for the woman who turned around when she heard the strange noise, there suddenly seemed to be a gap between the two parties.
The two sides looked at each other, standing there silently contending with each other.
Zhang Deshuai couldn't help but twitch his brows, and the hot blood that had just boiled in his body immediately cooled down. His face was slightly tense, and he looked at the woman walking over solemnly, as if facing a formidable enemy, and stared at that woman without blinking.
woman.
"Elan, write down who stopped first just now."
Ouyang Yilan and others looked at the troops a hundred meters in front of them in disbelief. Although there are many commanders with strict disciplines in the supernatural world, and there are many people who manage their subordinates according to the military camp model, but something like this
A well-disciplined and iron-blooded army is extremely rare.
After all, people with superpowers are not ordinary people, and their sense of belonging to the country is relatively weak. What they protect by belief, on top of the sense of national honor, is the sense of belonging to their own organization. The organization gives you shelter, and you protect the organization. In this way
A direct and realistic relationship completely links the superpower with the organization to which he belongs, so when the commander draws his troops to other people or organizations to help, there will always be a hint of disengagement and xenophobia.
Of course, there are not many teams that are so uniform and want to provide others with high quality, but they are definitely in the minority.
Ouyang Yilan and Su Yuanyuan could tell almost at a glance that these people were definitely not members of their respective organizations. And the woman standing in the middle who kept approaching them was an even stranger.
Who are these people? What kind of people did Zhang Deshuai invite?
This may be something that surprises everyone present.
After hearing Zhang Deshuai's instructions, Ouyang Yilan, who had been having a cold war with Zhang Deshuai for an afternoon, was freed from the shock and confusion in her heart, but her expression softened slightly.
From Ouyang Yilan to Yilan, the names have obviously changed, and the degree of intimacy is self-evident. But while Ouyang Yilan is happy in her heart, she also has her own thoughts, so she is not friendly to Zhang Deshuai, and she still remains
He kept a cold face and remained silent.
But seeing the scene in front of her, Ouyang Yilan also understood Zhang Deshuai's intention. She nodded, smiled slightly, and replied cheerfully: "Leave it to me."
"Don't worry, I'm also watching, three guys who are neither male nor female." Fang Jiaoying put her hands and head on Zhang Lulu's shoulders and said with a playful smile.
Zhang Deshuai felt relieved after hearing this. He looked at the woman approaching with an increasingly cold expression, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he couldn't help but sigh.
Unexpectedly, the seventh grandpa guessed it right. These people can't disobey orders, but some people still want to wear small shoes for themselves.
In the afternoon, Zhang Deshuai contacted Wen Hezhu, and Wen Hezhu's original words at that time were as follows: "People have been called for you, there may be too many, just make good use of them. But after all, I am not the leader, and I have been away for a long time. Someone
Maybe he has forgotten me. I am the seventh child after all... Grandpa won’t lie to you either. In addition to your own grandfather being the eldest, there are seven other people under him, including me."
"But your grandpa is dead after all. I don't know if any of these other people appreciate you or care about you. I only know that my words are at least somewhat useful. Of course, being useful doesn't mean that some people have no temper. You don't need to say more about this.
Ask, it’s not the time for you to understand. The only thing I can remind you is that people’s hearts are made of flesh. This does not mean that people are kind, but that everyone thinks and has their own ideas. The order is just a formal
Whether the password can be fulfilled depends on those sent out."
"But you have to remember, if someone puts on your shoes, find them. If anyone dares to refuse, ask Ouyang Yilan for help, or send them away directly. After all, there are many people coming, and there may be a woman. What you have to do is to eliminate them.
Her little thoughts. Of course, I don’t mind if you kill her. I don’t like a little girl with such thoughts, and I don’t like you having too much contact with her.”
"Deshuai, be more careful. Don't let people sell you and help you count the money. These people are not easy to deal with. If you don't use the sword in your hand, just leave them. Don't worry, whoever dares to touch you, I will touch their entire family.
!”
Thinking back on these words, Zhang Deshuai calmed down a lot, but he also felt a little bit dumbfounded.
When he usually reads novels, he often thinks that the protagonists in them are all bad, and they will encounter people stepping on them wherever they go. Sometimes Zhang Deshuai also thinks that the people who are abused by the protagonists in the novels are very stupid. Anyone who is okay is just like firing a gun.
At first glance, he ignored a few words and insisted on getting close to the protagonist. Then he was beaten to pieces and bruised, and ran away crying for his father and mother. Some people even insisted on it without any IQ or emotion.
Come and be my little brother.
Although the author's plot arrangement is understandable and is the inevitable result of the numbness of human nature in pursuit of fame and wealth, there is no need to make everyone act like a group of people with no IQ and cannot see their potential.
Zhang Deshuai didn't think he was a potential stock, but after hearing Hezhu's words, he felt that even if he was mud, he could be supported up the wall. But he didn't expect that there were a few people who were not afraid of death and would touch him the first time they met.
Follow Wen Hezhu’s reverse scale.
To be honest, Zhang Deshuai has hatred. From his great-great-grandfather to now, it has even affected little Phoenix. It is impossible not to hate him. If he had followed the normal development and passed it down from his great-great-grandfather, maybe his superpowers now
The talent is not as good as the previous generations, but at least it can be regarded as a rich fourth generation with noble status!
His own family's superpowers were blocked, and the little Phoenix was even dying. These were all brought about by people from this organization! Destroying people's path is tantamount to killing their parents. Zhang Deshuai is in such an embarrassing state now. It is impossible not to hate him.
But he could still feel the care of his mother and his seventh grandpa, so he hated it, but it didn't include them two, but it also included everyone in their organization.
Looking at their postures and looking at him from a distance, Zhang Deshuai's emotions uncontrollably began to go negative, he became angry, and wanted to vent hysterically!
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Zhang Deshuai looked at the woman's graceful figure with cold eyes, but his expression was slightly disdainful. It seemed that it was this woman, so he had no choice but to beat her up according to the order.
The woman was wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket, with long hair parted in the middle. Her delicate face was looming under the light under the cover of her long hair. She wore a pair of glasses with thick lenses on the bridge of her nose, holding a document in her arms, and her steps
It's fast, but not abrupt, but as delicate and beautiful as flowers swaying in the breeze.
As she walked closer, the outline of her cheeks began to become clearer, her fair face exuding a bit of childishness, but her tight-fitting black leather jacket highlighted her ability and intelligence. She walked expressionlessly one meter in front of Zhang Deshuai, her eyes sparkling.
He glanced at the crowd, then fixed on Zhang Deshuai, and asked unhurriedly: "Are you Zhang Deshuai?" The voice was soft, as soft and frail as the body, giving people the feeling of Sister Lin. There was a hint in the voice.
The inquiry was uneventful, like a plain inquiry, but also like a forced perfunctory one.
"Not bad." Zhang Deshuai nodded slightly, as if he didn't mind that she stopped one meter away from him, but clenched his fists tightly, trying to contain the anger and hatred that was about to get out of control.
"I am Wang Luochen, you can also call me Chenchen." The woman smiled, and her meticulous face suddenly felt as gentle as a spring breeze. She looked at Ouyang Yilan slightly, then nodded and said with a smile: "You
Is it Xiao Wang? Hello."
It looks like, it really looks like, exactly like Sister Dong.
Blinking her eyes and thinking calmly, Wang Luochen looked at everyone else with her eyes. Everyone's expressions were imprinted in her high-definition eyeballs, and the shock in them made her very satisfied.
That's right, these people behind you are our people, a group that is nobler than you, more tolerant than you, and more powerful than you!
Wang Luochen thought about it, raised his eyes to look at Zhang Deshuai, who had a delicate and immature face, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
We can only rely on us for such a team, but can you control it? Are you able to control those people?
"It seems that you have really good hands and eyes." Zhang Deshuai took over the conversation and asked with a smile, "Is this a demonstration in disguise? It shows that you know us very well."
Wang Luochen was stunned. Such a straightforward question was really extraordinary. She didn't understand what Zhang Deshuai wanted to say, but it was absolutely impossible for her to say that she was demonstrating.
After all, he was not the one who took the lead to stop at the 100-meter mark. Even if he had this idea, there was no need to really get himself into trouble.
Wang Luochen's strong mentality was able to easily face such trivial difficulties, and he quickly said with his signature soft smile: "No, it's just admiration for people with great strength."
"Thank you." Ouyang Yilan said lightly. Seeing that Zhang Deshuai wanted to talk, she stopped Zhang Deshuai with an unhappy expression and said, "What do you want to do? Are you trying to bully others? I like others to praise me, so don't make trouble!"
The words were very cold, but Ouyang Yilan looked directly at Zhang Deshuai's eyes without blinking away. The meaning in his eyes was very clear. She wanted to suppress the matter and see it first before talking about it.
"It is necessary to establish authority. As a superior, if your subordinates pretend to be stupid in any way, they should at least show their own attitude." Su Yuanyuan said suddenly, and she was actually tit for tat with Ouyang Yilan.
Both women are not simple figures. Su Yuanyuan has been working hard in this kind of big family that is obsessed with power since she was a child, and Ouyang Yilan is also a high-ranking person who cannot be ignored. Although one of them has been taken away by Zhang Deshuai, and her body is in chaos.
The other one has also been in darkness for ten years and has a simple mind, but there are always influences from hearing and seeing. Zhang Deshuai even asked Ouyang Yilan with such hostility to remember those few outstanding birds who took the initiative to stop. If the others haven't,
Understand, then you are either a fool or an idiot.
Zhang Deshuai did not turn around to echo Su Yuanyuan's words, but stared at Wang Luochen expressionlessly, waiting for her answer.
"Haha, Miss Su is joking. They are all a group of elites, so some tempers are expected. People can never have tempers. The tempers of the superiors and those of the subordinates must be the same. That's why we middlemen often have to fight.
Let’s talk about the role of transitional sentences - connecting the previous and the next." Wang Luochen smiled calmly, and the explanation was very reasonable.
She was afraid that these people would still be obsessed with finding trouble here, so she quickly pulled out a pile of information from the file, handed it to Zhang Deshuai, and said: "Zhang Deshuai, the information you need, and some information you may need are also on it. Oh, yes.
Yes, the doctor has been sent for you, but they just felt too tired from flying today, so they won’t be able to come here until tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Oh, there's no rush..." Zhang Deshuai took the information and responded with a steady voice, but sneered slightly in his heart. Why don't you come even after you've been invited? It seems that Grandpa Seventh's order is really not that good.
Now the little Phoenix's time is passing one second and losing one second. Of course, if you invite them to come, you must get into the state immediately. Even if you rest and don't need surgery, can't you check the situation first? Even if you meet in person? And they say it is a link between the past and the future.
He is a very important person. He is at least a small leader. Doesn’t he have the right to order the doctor to rest here?
I'm afraid it's a lie to be too tired, but it's true not to give face.
Zhang Deshuai sneered in his heart, flipping through the information casually, and asked casually: "What does my mother have to do with you?"
Wang Luochen was obviously well prepared. His eyes hidden under the thick lenses flashed and he said: "I call her aunt. By the way, aunt asked me to bring you a message to calm down a little bit. Those people are all young people."
, also has a temper, if any friction occurs, it will not be good for anyone."
"Thank you." Zhang Deshuai looked at Wang Luochen and smiled softly.
Have a gentler attitude? Well, you want to smooth my edges so that I can be bullied, right?
Wang Luochen saw Zhang Deshuai's kind smile and smiled back, but thought in his heart: Simple-minded guy. Forget it, since you can think openly, I will give you face.
Her expression suddenly became softer, and she said with a smile: "She even asked me to recognize you as her brother! I was also born in 1990, just a few months later than you. Hehe, what a pity, I already have many
Brother, I really want to have a younger brother."
"Call me sister." Zhang Lulu said suddenly from the side.
"Huh?" Wang Luochen turned his head without knowing why, and his heart shivered slightly.
"Call our sister Lulu." Fang Jiaoying stuck her head out from between the shoulders of Zhang Deshuai and Zhang Lulu, and said with a smile, "Little beauty, Lulu is the childhood sweetheart of Zhang Deshuai, this beast. There is also bitterness even without passion, so just accept it.
Let her."
Fang Jiaoying is not a good person. When she heard Zhang Lulu's tone, she knew that Zhang Lulu was angry. Of course, she didn't know that Zhang Lulu could sense Zhang Deshuai's anger from Zhang Deshuai's tone, and also heard it from Wang Luochen's desire for a younger brother.
Although this woman's attitude was extremely high, this did not prevent Fang Jiaoying from helping Zhang Lulu suppress Wang Luochen.
They are all women. The 2007 TV series is still playing "Why Women Make Things Difficult for Women". At least the change of direction shows that women making things difficult for women is an inevitable phenomenon. What's more, Fang Jiaoying thinks this beauty is too pretentious. It's strange no matter how you look at it.
Her breasts are smaller than hers, and her age is younger than hers, but she appears very mature. Aunt Fang likes beautiful women and likes to tease beautiful women, but she doesn’t like such a high profile.