The moment Zhou Yu heard the word "Hu Feng", he only heard a loud "boom" in his mind, but he felt that the sky and the earth were spinning, the sun and the moon had no color, and everything seemed to have lost its color, and his face was green and purple.
changes, her eyes were dull, and only a loud voice called in her mind——
It turns out to be him, turns out to be him, turns out to be him, turns out to be him...
The sound gets louder, clearer, and louder, until nothing else can be heard in my mind except this sound...
It's a pity that at this time, Xia Yi and Zhou Yu were also immersed in the memories of that generation of geniuses. They looked out the window with fascination, but they couldn't find Zhou Yu's expression of sadness and joy, and he was so excited that he was about to cry.
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Han Gong didn't wake up until the next day. He was rescued by Hu Feng when he was assassinated by the guys from the Top Secret Bureau yesterday. He was lucky enough not to die, but he was hit in the head by the assassins, and it was enough for him to drink a bottle. It was lucky that he didn't get a concussion.
When he woke up, Han Gong found that he did not imagine having his hands and feet cut off, or meeting the King of Hell directly. Instead, he was lying in a strange, extremely messy small room. He looked around and found that there was no one in the room, and the door was open.
It's so locked up that there's no place where I can even go out to get some air.
Could it be that he was kidnapped by those gangsters?!
Thinking of this possibility, Han Gong was frightened. He saw that this room was filthy and had not been tidied up for several years. It was very consistent with the characteristics of gangsters holding hostages. Thinking of this, Han Gong felt an extremely ominous premonition in his heart. He just wanted to take advantage of the situation.
People jumped out of the window to escape, but at this moment, a slow voice came from outside the locked room——
"Director Han, don't get excited! Don't worry, as long as I'm by your side, no one can kill you!"
"Huh?!"
Han Gong was stunned for a moment. Hearing the voice outside, he had a feeling of déjà vu. Moreover, the person outside called him Director Han. He thought he must be an old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for many years, but after searching his mind, he still couldn't find the voice.
I don’t even think about who Han Gong belongs to. It’s a blessing, not a disaster. It’s a disaster that cannot be avoided. It’s something that should come. It will come after all.
After hesitating for a while, Han Gong asked cautiously: "Who are you? Can you tell me your name and show up to see me?!"
"Haha, Director Han is such a noble person and forgets things! It's only been a few years since we last met, and you don't remember me anymore?" As the voice fell, the wooden door creaked and opened gently, revealing a tall figure, quietly
He walked in quietly and said, "Director Han, how are you? Is everything okay?"
"..."
Looking at the person who came, he stood quietly in front of him with a smile. It was cold for a long time, but he was naked at the waist and his pants looked like they hadn't been washed for a long time. He opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time.
Come
"What? Has Director Han not recognized me yet?!" Hu Feng looked at Han Gong, picked up a homemade stool, sat down, and crossed his legs.
Han Gong rubbed his eyes vigorously, yes, he still didn't believe it in his heart, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously again, yes, it was still him who rubbed it again, it was him who rubbed it again...
"Director Han, please stop rubbing it, okay?!" Hu Feng rolled his eyes, lit a cigarette, blew out a smoke ring and said, "I'm Hu Feng, why... we haven't seen each other for three years,
Have you forgotten me?"
"You...are you really Hu...Hu...Hu Feng, Director Hu??" Han Gong didn't dare to rub it anymore, because if he rubbed it again, nothing would change in front of him.
"Yes! I am Hu Feng. I played cards with the King of Hell for several years and came back from the dead." Hu Feng took a puff of cigarette and confirmed his words.
"You...are you really Director Hu?? You...you're not dead??" Han Gong still didn't believe it, thinking he was dreaming about the person he most wanted to see.
"Oh, Lao Han, you are really getting better and better as you live. I, Hu Feng, am a living person. How can I still die?" Hu Feng was amused by Han Gong's silly appearance and grabbed the inferior cigarette in his hand.
Throw it away: "What's more, who am I, Hu Feng, Director Hu?! A great god who competes with the world, Xuanhuang, who can die at the word... We have agreed, today we meet for the first time in three years, what?
I need to buy some wine and meat to celebrate?! I’m going to buy two taels of soju, and tear some braised beef and bring it to the tooth ceremony..." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and said to Han Gong: "Spend some money and come out to buy wine!
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"thump!"
Hu Feng thought that his two humorous words would definitely amuse Han Gong who had just woken up. When Han Gong finally confirmed that the person standing in front of him was none other than the genius of that generation, leaving a legacy for future generations.
Hu Fengshi, who was telling the story of the past and the future, had a solemn expression on his face. Under Hu Feng's astonished gaze, he knelt down suddenly and said in a trembling tone: "God has eyes! Finally... finally our country can be saved... it can be saved! Hu Feng,
You can...you can save our country, I will give you my merit...kowtow to you!"
After saying that, he seriously kowtowed three times on the cement floor in front of Hu Feng.
"What's going on with you? Can you get up and talk?!"
Hu Feng was shocked when he saw that Han Gong actually knelt down for him. He quickly waved his empty hand and held Han Gong up steadily. He looked at Han Gong seriously and said, "Director Han Gong, if anything happens, you can
We slowly agreed that there is no need to resort to such tricks, it will shorten my life as Hu Feng!" After saying that, he stepped forward to hold Han Gong's hands, and helped him sit down on the only sofa.
When Han Gong's mood finally stabilized a little, Hu Feng asked: "Old Han, what happened to make you so out of control?"
"Hey! I really can't believe...I can't believe you're not dead?! Please...please save the country..." Han Gong was still muttering in his mouth. He was stunned for a long time, waiting for his confused state.
In the past, after clearing things up, I slowly said...
From Han Gong's words, Hu Feng learned that since the War of the Century three years ago, there has never been a god with terrifying power like that in the entire world - except for those who stayed in the capital of the royal city.
Outside of Qin Jianguo!
After that war, the world became godless. Qin Jianguo relied on his terrifying and abnormal quasi-pillar god power to ascend to the top of the country and personally led the remaining top secret bureau personnel and the extremely developed state machine to target the West and even the entire world.
Extraordinary forces launched an unprecedented siege. For a time, the rivers were filled with blood and massacres occurred in all directions. With Qin Jianguo's iron-blooded tactics, except for country C, all unconventional forces around the world were almost killed and exterminated, thus preventing future troubles for country C forever.
After this battle, Qin Jianguo's reputation was so great that it rivaled all the leaders of the Ten Thousand Gods War. Since then, he has made great achievements and has naturally served as the superintendent of the top secret bureau, the only unconventional state machine in the world.
Leader, commanding thousands of newly rising forces, arrogant in the world