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Chapter five hundred and seventy second trouble is coming

Annie returned to her room and sent the surveillance video out using a special communicator.???

At the same time, in an office, a middle-aged man opened this video. After watching it silently, he closed his eyes and leaned on the chair, as if he was resting. After a while, he opened his eyes and watched again.

Read it again.

"Is he really the descendant of Han Jingzhi who has two minds? Will Han Jingzhi's original prophecy really come true?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

The communicator placed on the table rang again. The middle-aged man glanced at the number on it, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. After he connected it, a holographic image of a beautiful woman jumped out.

"Yanran, why are you so free to communicate with dad today and not have your little boyfriend with you?" the middle-aged man joked with a smile.

Ji Yanran's face suddenly turned red and she said coquettishly: "Dad...what did you say? I have always been filial to you and caring about your well-being."

"My good daughter is the most filial and loves her dad, but she spends less time contacting her dad recently than before. If you have time, talk to your mom more. Although she talks hard, she always talks about it every day.

You." The middle-aged man smiled.

"I know, I just finished talking to my mother, and she scolded me for a long time," Ji Yanran said.

"By the way, after his term of service is over, bring him back and let your mother take a look. You are not young anymore. If there is no problem, just settle the matter later. Your mother and I will also

I’m waiting to hold my grandson.”

"Dad, do you really want to marry me off?" Ji Yanran's face turned red, but she was a little happy.

"Oh, so you are dissatisfied with that boy named Han? Okay, then I will ask Annie to throw him to the Black Death Star to mine, and you can find a good one." The middle-aged man said.

Tsukuru said with a cold face.

Knowing a father better than a daughter, Ji Yanran couldn't see through the middle-aged man's tricks, and said with a smile: "Okay, dad, please stop acting. After his service period is over, I will take him back to show you.

If you are not satisfied, I will send him to the Black Death Star myself to mine."

"With such confidence, it seems that my good daughter is really fascinated by others. The daughter I have raised for more than 20 years has been abducted like this. It is very sad..."

"Dad, can we stop showing off our acting skills and use so many routines and just talk properly?"



After ending the call, the smile on the middle-aged man's face faded, and he carefully read the information on Annie's recent return, tapping his fingers on the table and thinking silently.

"Han Jingzhi, Han Jingzhi, you are so unsettling even if you are dead..." After a long time, the middle-aged man sighed and closed all the information.

The battle with Annie consumed Han Sen's mental energy a lot, so he stopped practicing the Double Flying Swordsmanship. He returned to the dormitory, lay on the bed and logged on to 6Tian.com to watch some news.

Many media outlets in the alliance are reporting on the election of the New World Yuan, which is a top priority for the alliance. Candidates from all galaxies are working hard to promote themselves and win as many votes as possible.

Among the many candidates, Han Sen saw a name that was a little strange but also seemed familiar.

"Ji Ruozhen...if he is elected Yuan..." Han Sen read it again, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his expression became a little weird.

I also read some other news, many of which were about shelters. A certain genius boy completed the divine evolution before he was twenty years old, a certain transgressor killed a god-blooded creature, and a certain demigod punched

There was so much news about the explosion of a Shura warship that it made people feel numb.

"If you don't become a demigod, you will eventually be unable to escape from being above all living beings." Han Sen's eyes flickered. He was confident that he could become a demigod, but the foundation must be laid well, otherwise becoming a demigod would be a dead end.

Moreover, no one in the human race has been able to successfully enter the Fifth God's Sanctuary and survive. No one knows what the Fifth God's Sanctuary is like.

Han Sen does not seek to dominate the world, but if he wants to be free and carefree, he cannot be above the rest of the world and will always be restricted.

Moreover, my father's death is very confusing. If I don't have the power, how can I find out clearly?

While Han Sen was thinking, the communicator suddenly rang, and it showed Yang Manli.

Han Sen knew that there was no special matter and Yang Manli could not find him, so he directly connected the call, and Yang Manli's holographic image immediately popped up.

"I'm afraid you're going to be in trouble." Yang Manli looked a little solemn.

"What's the trouble?" Han Sen asked casually. He never had troubles, and he didn't care about one or two more.

"The Special Security Operations Group gave us a task. We need to protect a person who has just been promoted to the second shelter." Yang Manli said.

"People are in our Goddess Sanctuary?" Han Sen asked.

"No, on the ice sheet, now in the Star Wheel Sanctuary." Yang Manli replied.

"Is this person special?" Han Sen didn't think Yang Manli would cause trouble for an ordinary protected person.

"Dongsen's son." Yang Manli said solemnly.

Han Sen was slightly startled: "What a coincidence?"

"It's such a coincidence that I said you are in trouble. I'm afraid that person won't sit back and watch you continue to occupy the Black God Sanctuary. Those people under you are all taking orders from the person in Donglin. Now that his son is here, what do you think?

It may not be easy to keep the Black God Sanctuary," Yang Manli said.

"He actually asked us to be his protectors. The man from Donglin is really good at planning, but I can't refuse." Han Sen said with a smile.

"You can still laugh?" Yang Manli rolled her eyes at Han Sen. If she were in Han Sen's current position, she would probably be too worried to eat, but Han Sen could still laugh.

Han Sen smiled and said: "Why can't you laugh? No matter how good the plan is in Donglin, his son must have the ability to control the Black God Sanctuary. And we still have an agreement, even if it is the person in Donglin

, you can’t even open your mouth to drive us away.”

"That's right, but those people will not listen to your orders in the future, and will only listen to that person's son. What can you do?" Yang Manli felt that Han Sen's idea was too naive.

"That doesn't matter. If I'm here, the Black God's Sanctuary will be there. If I'm not here, the Black God's Sanctuary will be destroyed." Han Sen said calmly, his voice very calm.

Yang Manli trembled when she heard this. In that calm tone, Yang Manli saw an unspeakable tyranny, which she had never seen in Han Lin before.

"He wants to see you." Yang Manli took a deep breath and said.

"Let's arrange it for tomorrow. It's too late today." Han Sen lazily got up and entered the shelter. After giving Yang Manli a few instructions, he hung up the communication. 8


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