"Hey, General, no way, the commander of An Feng is actually the madman Tonghu who is rumored to be dead." In the audience, the man with the giant sword was horrified, and his deputy couldn't help but said to the general.
The admiral was very calm, as if he had known it for a long time, and said slowly: "It's true, he is the pupil tiger. If An Feng hadn't been there, our giant sword would have crushed An Feng. It's precisely because there was
With him, over the years, the declining Dark Front can continue to stand side by side with our giant sword."
"But, I heard that he had a decisive battle with King Wu Zhang Tianwu, lost half a move, and died at the hands of King Wu." The adjutant swallowed, shocked.
"That's what was said in the world, and the same is true for the information we got. However, it's actually not the case. In the end, Tonghu survived that battle and disappeared for a while. When he reappeared, he had already joined An Feng.
, I heard that the previous commander-in-chief personally invited him to join, and later he joined Dark Front. Originally, Dark Front was already on its last legs, and was about to be annexed by our giant sword, but as a result..."
After saying this, Qin Lifan showed a look of unwillingness. Yes, this general is none other than Marshal Jusword, a member of the Qin family.
"It's true that the legendary madman is still alive. I'm afraid it won't be long before word spreads across the country. If he unites everyone and defeats Sweet, then An Feng's prestige will be over.
It’s a little… scary.”
The adjutant was worried.
"It's not that easy." Qin Lifan sneered, "If this battle succeeds, it will be a great reward, but if it fails, it will be a dead end. The opponent is Sweet, and even the God's Punishment Army has been defeated.
Even if the gods are dead, even if he is a tiger, and the world's masters want to defeat Sweet, it will be extremely dangerous."
"That's what the general said."
The adjutant responded.
"I didn't expect that the commander-in-chief is such a terrifying person." Zhang Cheng was shocked. He didn't know who Tonghu was, but just from what they said, he knew how powerful this person was.
No wonder he became the commander-in-chief of Dark Front!
In the end, only a few people chose to leave and did not join the temporary alliance.
Zhang Cheng was one of them, and he chose to leave under the contemptuous gaze of the beasts. It's not that he was afraid of death, but that none of this mattered, it was just a farce.
It doesn't matter whether he joins or not, because he knows that Sweet is not in Yanjing at all. The real Sweet is indeed in Yanjing, but the fake Sweet is not here. What should I say? Zhang Cheng, the real Sweet, is not in Yanjing.
I know how to describe it.
I really don’t know whether they went for the real Sweet or the fake Sweet.
In short, it doesn't matter anymore, Sweet won't show up.
The commander-in-chief will not die, nor will they die, nor will they stage such tragic battles. Everything is superfluous.
"Damn it, it's all because of the spiritual mark that caused such a big commotion. Now, countless people from all over the world have come to Yanjing." Zhang Cheng cursed in his heart, "It seems that I have to be careful next time.
If the spiritual imprint makes that kind of noise again, it’s not Sweet, and it will be regarded as Sweet.”
Leaving the conference room, Zhang Cheng left the base under the leadership of a woman.
"Mr. Cohen, we will send a car to take you back to the hotel." The woman said. She was quite beautiful and had a slender figure. On the surface, she was polite to Cohen, but in fact she concealed her disdain.
"It seems that you also think that I am greedy for life and afraid of death." Zhang Cheng said helplessly.
"It's nothing." Naturally, this woman would not admit it.
"To tell you the truth, relax, there won't be any danger without Sweet," Zhang Cheng said.
"You, why did you say that?" The woman was startled, not expecting that Zhang Cheng would say such a thing.
"Haha, time will prove everything, you just have to wait and see." Zhang Cheng smiled mysteriously, the elevator door opened, and Zhang Cheng stepped out.
However, the scene outside the elevator door made Zhang Cheng's face darken.
The woman's face changed wildly. Looking around, this place should have been full of armed soldiers. Because of today's special relationship, An Feng not only sent additional manpower, but the military also mobilized a large number of soldiers.
However, what Zhang Cheng and the others saw were fallen people one after another, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Who did this?
So many people fell, but An Feng was not alarmed. Judging from the clues, these people seemed to have fallen together in an instant.
"Enemy attack!"
At this moment, what this woman thought of was an enemy attack.
Zhang Cheng was different from her. The first thing he thought of was danger and he hurriedly left.
He grabbed the woman and immediately wanted to escape back to the slowly closing elevator door. He bent down and exerted his strength, and with just one leap, he could get back into the elevator.
However, what made Zhang Cheng feel wrong was, what was going on? Why was I so slow? I watched the elevator close before my eyes.
At this moment, for Zhang Cheng, time seemed to have almost stopped flowing. Zhang Cheng's perception was extremely slow, and a normal second could be regarded as a hundred seconds.
What on earth is going on?
Confuse!
disturbed!
It was at this moment that clear footsteps came from behind, and at the same time, a voice that Zhang Cheng seemed to have heard somewhere sounded, "I finally found you, interesting breath."
who?
Zhang Cheng was sweating profusely and tried his best to turn around. What he saw in his blurry vision was a figure.
who is he?
At this moment, his eyes were blurred, and he seemed to be under a lot of pressure. When he lowered his head, he saw that the woman in his hand had long been unconscious and did not know whether to live or die.
At this point, he finally understood why those people fell together silently. Even he could hardly bear it, which caused blurred vision and affected his vision, not to mention the people in front of him.
Not to mention early warning, they were too late to even say a word. No wonder everyone here fell down and no one was alarmed.
What a means!
Zhang Cheng's heart was in turmoil. Since he was so old, he has seen countless masters and defeated many masters, many of whom are legends.
However, this was the first time he encountered this method. If he fought with the opponent, he would be dead. It was so difficult to even move, and fighting would not even be called death.
"Damn it, who is this person?" Zhang Cheng squinted his eyes, trying hard to see that person clearly. As the other person walked in, he gradually saw the outline of this person's face clearly.
He was a foreigner, quite tall, with short black hair, wearing casual clothes and sneakers.
This kind of attire is very common on the street. However, when Zhang Cheng saw the other party, his face suddenly broke down. There was horror, shock, doubt, and disbelief...