The moment Zhou Yu heard the word Hu Feng, he heard a loud "boom" in his mind, but he felt that the world was spinning, the sun and the moon were faceless, and everything seemed to have lost its color. There was also a burst of green on his face.
The purple changes, her eyes were dull, and only a loud voice called in her mind—
It was him, it was him, it was him, it was him...
The sound became louder, clearer, louder, until the whole mind could not smell anything except this sound...
Unfortunately, at this time, Xia Yi and Zhou Yu were also immersed in the memories of the genius of that generation. They looked out the window in obsessed with their eyes, but they could not find Zhou Yu's sadness and joy, and their expressions of excitement were so excited that they were about to cry.
...
Han Gong woke up the next day. Yesterday, he was rescued by Hu Feng when he was assassinated by those guys from the Secret Bureau and was lucky enough to die. But being hit by the assassination was really enough for him to drink a pot of food. He was not beaten to a concussion.
It's a blessing.
When he woke up, Hangong found that he did not imagine breaking his hands and feet, or directly meeting the King of Hell. Instead, he lay in a strange and extremely messy little room. He looked around and found that there was no one in the room.
The door is locked, and there is not even a place to go out for a breath.
Could it be that I was kidnapped by those gangsters?!
Thinking of this possibility, Hangong was frightened. Seeing that this room was sloppy and had not been cleaned up for several years, it was very consistent with the characteristics of the criminals detaining hostages. Thinking of this, Hangong felt an extremely unknown premonition in his heart, and he was about to take advantage of it.
There was no one around and jumping out of the window. But at this moment, a voice slowly came in from outside the locked room—
"Director Han, don't be excited! Don't worry, with me by your side, no one can kill you!"
“Hmm?!”
Hangong was stunned and heard the sound outside, and felt familiar. Besides, the person outside the house called himself Director Han. I think it was an old acquaintance who had not seen him for many years, but searching through his mind, he still couldn't find the sound.
Who does it belong to? Hangong simply doesn’t think about it anymore. It’s a blessing or a disaster, it’s a disaster that cannot be avoided. What should come will come after all.
After hesitating for a while, Hangong asked vigilantly: "Who are you? Can you come here and see me?"
"Haha, Director Han is so noble that he forgets so much! I haven't seen you for a few years, so I don't remember me?" As the sound fell, the wooden door creaked and opened gently, and a tall figure, quiet.
Walk in quietly: "Director Han, don't be fine, everything is fine?"
“…”
Looking at the person who came, standing quietly in front of him with a smile, he was still naked without any image, and his pants seemed to have not been washed for a long time. Han Gong opened his mouth wide and couldn't say it for a long time
Come on.
"What? Didn't Director Han recognize me yet?!" Hu Feng looked at Han Gong, picked up a homemade stool, sat down, and raised Erlang's feet as he looked.
Hangong rubbed his eyes hard, yes, it was him. He didn't believe it yet, so he rubbed his eyes hard, yes, it was him. He rubbed again, it was him, and he rubbed again...
"I said to Director Han, please stop rubbing it again, okay?" Hu Feng rolled his eyes, lit a cigarette, spit out the smoke ring and said, "I am Hu Feng, why... I haven't seen each other for only three years,
You forgot me?"
"You...you are really Hu...hu...hu...director Hu Fenghu?" Han Gong didn't dare to rub it anymore, because if he rubbed it again, the one in front of him would not change again.
"Yes! I am Hu Feng, who has played cards with the King of Hell for several years and has been resurrected from the dead." Hu Feng took a deep breath of cigarettes and affirmed Han Gong's words.
"You... are you really Director Hu?? You... you are not dead?" Hangong still didn't believe it, thinking that he was dreaming about the person he wanted to see the most.
"Oh, I said Lao Han, you are getting back and forth. Will I, Hu Feng, die a living person?" Hu Feng was amused by Han Gong's silly appearance, and he was full of inferior quality in his hands.
The cigarette was thrown away: "What's more, who is Director Hu Feng and Dadi?! A great god who plays with the mysterious yellow world, who can die if you say death... I agreed that today we meet for the first time three years later, how can we
I have to buy some wine and meat to celebrate?! I will go and make two liang of soju, and then I will tear some braised beef to come and have a tooth beef..." After saying that, I reached out and said to Hangong: "Take some money to buy it."
liquor!"
"thump!"
Hu Feng thought that these two humorous words would definitely amuse Hangong who had just woken up. Unexpectedly, when Hangong finally confirmed that the person standing in front of him was not someone else, but a genius of that year, leaving behind a inheritance for future generations.
Hu Feng, who continued the past and opened up the future, looked solemn, and under Hu Feng's astonished gaze, he knelt down suddenly and said in a trembling tone: "God has eyes! Finally... finally... finally let our country be saved... and save! Hu Feng
Ah, you have to... you have to save our country. I kowtow to you...!"
After saying that, he really kowtowed three times on the concrete floor in front of Hu Feng.
"What's going on with you? Get up and talk?"
Hu Feng was shocked when he saw Hangong actually knelt down for him. He quickly shook his hand and lifted Hangong steadily, looking at Hangong seriously and said, "Director Han, if you have anything to do, you
I've agreed slowly. There is no need to make such a famous person, which will make me lose my life!" After saying that, he stepped forward to hold Hangong's hands and helped him to sit down on the only sofa.
When Hangong's emotions finally stabilized slightly, Hu Feng asked: "Lao Han, what happened? What made you lose your composure?"
"Hey! I really couldn't imagine... I didn't expect you to be dead?! Please... Please save the country..." Hangong still murmured. He was stunned for a long time, waiting for a daze.
After the state has passed, I have figured it out, and I slowly said...
From Han Gong's mouth, Hu Feng learned that since three years ago, the century war, there has been no more gods with terrifying power in the world - except for staying in the capital of the royal city.
Outside Qin Jianguo!
Since that war, the world has no gods. Qin Jianguo has relied on his terrifying quasi-pillar god's strength to reach the top national prestige, personally led the remaining personnel of the top secret bureau and the state machinery that has developed to the extreme, targeting the West and even the entire world.
The extraordinary forces came to an unprecedented encirclement and suppression. For a moment, blood filled the rivers and massacred all directions. With Qin Jianguo's iron-blooded skills, except for C, all unconventional forces were almost killed and exterminated around the world, and they were forever terrified of the future troubles of C.
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After this battle, Qin Jianguo's reputation was greatly shocked and his reputation was well-known, approaching all the leaders of the Gods' War. Since then, he has made great contributions and has naturally taken on the role of the only unconventional state machine in the world - the Top Secret Bureau.
Super leader, commanding thousands of newly rising forces, and looking down on the world.