A battle that did not go to war was clouded with a haze.

Everyone felt unprecedented despair over this.

Three days, three days is the fate of China's future.

Hawkeye finished smoking the fifth cigarette, and then raised his head to look at Zhang Fan in the distance.

"Boss, you are not a savior, there is no need to resist, you have done your best," Hawkeye understood Zhang Fan, and he knew what Zhang Fan was thinking now.

This man is not as strong as everyone thinks, he is just good at pretending to be strong.

Zhang Fan never thinks of himself as a savior, he is just doing everything according to his instincts.

Here is his father's tombstone, facing the ancestors of the old Zhang family, Zhang Fan did not speak for a long time, he smoked one cigarette after another, and his thoughts were brought to the past years.

My father was still young, and he stood like a mountain in front of a small, dark-skinned, taciturn teenager.

The father's back was against the sun, shielding the boy from the wind and rain with his body.

It was one night, and the teenager was to be sent to the best military training camp abroad.

The father stroked the boy's hair and only said one sentence, "When the world doubts you, you must not doubt yourself, you still have a long way to go in the future, there is always a way for you to carry the weight forward, but believe in yourself." ”

So Zhang Fan never regretted every choice, even if the whole world was scolding him.

Even when he was once called Zhang Zichuan, everyone thought that he would become the old Zhang family, and even the proud soldier of China.

But he resolutely became a mercenary and lived a life of drinking blood.

When his father saw Zhang Fan again, Zhang Fan already had his partners worth guarding by his side.

At that moment, perhaps both father and son understood, this is fate, this is Zhang Fan's path.

No one knows what they said together that night, but it took a lot of smoke to be in the scene at this moment that night.

His father's belief strengthened Zhang Fan's choice.

Zhang Fan caressed the cold tombstone, the night wind carved the years, carrying Zhang Fan's death as if it were home, sprinkled all over the corners of China.

The eagle eye behind him, a smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Hades king, needless to say between brothers, just do it.

They also stood up and looked at the back of the man who had made the brothers swear to follow.

Kowtowing again in front of his father's tombstone, Zhang Fan laughed and sneered, "Brothers, do it!"

The night wind blew the smoke in front of the tombstones, and it became brighter and brighter, even in the darkness of the night, it was so faint.

After the haze comes the sunshine.

Some people are naturally good at finding a silver lining in cloudy desperate situations.

Zhang Fan is good at it, and Han Tianming is also good at it.

At this time, Han Tianming realized the words of Killer One, "The first generation of cells has been developed." ”

For three days, he didn't know how far he would develop the first generation of cells, but he was a person who didn't give up easily.

At least like the old military god once commented on Han Tianming.

I don't know if he has become the material of the Huaxia military god, but he will not give up lightly if he believes in one thing.

Even if Han Tianming is a wandering straggler, he shouts all day long that he is going to die, the trouble is dead, if he doesn't die, forget it.

But the Chinese people believed in this man and believed in his leadership.

Han Tianming went to see his grandfather for the last time in the evening.

His father died early, and he was brought up by his grandfather since he was a child.

Grandparents and grandchildren naturally have deep feelings.

At this time, even in winter, the grandfather and grandson were still wearing short-sleeved shorts in the Japanese-style attic, and the funny thing was that the grandfather and grandson did not admit defeat.

Sorghum wine is always the favorite of the old military god, and at this time, the grandfather and grandson drank high, and the appearance of the red face seems to be similar in some places.

This also broke Han Tianming's frequent complaining in front of his brothers that he was a small wild seed picked up by the Han family.

Otherwise, why was he often left in canyons, mountains, glaciers, and deserts by the old military god when he was a child?

There was no food for three days, and he lived a life that was inferior to a dog.

Now that I think about it, it is indeed still useful, otherwise how could this new title of military god fall to the Han family again.

The old military god was a thrifty man, he had experienced war, famine, and some habits could not be changed.

Just like the candle in front of me placed on the old table with some history, the flickering candlelight broke into flowers in the sorghum wine.

Han Tianming knew that the old man was old and couldn't drink.

The ridiculous lip service is still hard, even if Han Tianming has become the pillar of Huaxia, he is still not optimistic about Han Tianming, and he is restrained by high requirements.

After covering the old military god with a quilt, Han Tianming burned the stove a little brighter, and when he pushed the door open, there were already countless people waiting outside the door.

Before leaving, Han Tianming specially instructed the old nanny at home to pay attention to window ventilation every hour and be careful of carbon monoxide in the stove.

The old nanny smiled bitterly, "The old woman has been serving you two military gods for more than 20 years, what does the Han family want, a matter of air conditioning, the old military god is really angry." ”

Han Tianming laughed and said meaningfully, "It's not that the old man is angry, he's fighting with me." ”

After more than 20 years of fighting, an air conditioner has become the "avant-garde" plan of the Han family.

But the old military god has been against it for more than 20 years, he often says that the Han family eats public food, and the money is taken from the people, used for the people, and every cent and every cent must be used on the blade.

Whether the old military god is really drunk or not, he himself doesn't know.

When I opened my eyes, the people outside were already far away.

When the old nanny pushed the door open, the frightened old military god retracted the bed, and such a cute old man made people laugh.

"Master, okay, I've been fighting for more than 20 years, now you can rest assured, leave everything to the child. ”

The old nanny said as she skillfully tightened the corners of the quilt and said to herself.

"It seems that he is really old, and the older he gets, the stronger his temper becomes," said the old military god.

"Only that kid can stand your temper, if it's his second uncle, it's hard to say. ”

The old military god turned his back to the old nanny and said meaningfully, "He is like his useless father who died early." ”

Late at night, the old man in the Japanese-style attic had been stubborn all his life, but at this time, the old military god's quiet and embarrassed voice came from the room, "Let's get an air conditioner, my body can't bear it this day." ”

There are still three days left, and Zhang Fan's progress is only half.

This is what Zhang Fan is currently anxious about.

Obviously, trying to break through the other fifty steps in three days is tantamount to talking in a dream.

The strong man of the killer, everyone can see it, Huaxia's hope is ugly, but in fact, it depends on Zhang Fan.

If you want to perfectly use the 100% power of the first stage of the demon cloak, it seems unrealistic to rely on Qi Hai.

"Unless I go berserk again," Zhang Fan said as he looked at the crowd.

Xi Yanyu directly denied this idea and said, "The situation of the rampage is that your consciousness is swallowed, and it may be even worse in Huaxia at that time." ”

"My consciousness was clear for a while, and if we can end the fight for a while, maybe I still have hope. ”

"So do you know how to break through the shackles and let yourself run wild?" asked Xi Yanyu the biggest question.

Zhang Fan recalled the scene of that day, he was furious, and then felt that his consciousness sank into the abyss.

It's just a voice telling himself something, and then Zhang Fan completely awakens Qi Hai.

Now that I think about it, it must be something behind the giant gate.

This also made Zhang Fan realize a key point.

Maybe he didn't rely on his perception to get close to the giant gate at all, but when his life was dying, he found that feeling again.

Of course, this is a gamble, and if the bet is lost, Huaxia will be finished.

"Please say you have a weapon here!" At this time, a voice came from a distance, and I saw the ranger walking with little Lori.

This is the second time that Ranger has been here, and he is more familiar with it than the last time.

He walked directly in front of Zhang Fan and said, "Give it to me, maybe I can play its role more." ”

"Weapons, what weapons?" asked Xi Yanyu from the side.

"Han Tianming said that you seem to have the ability to suppress the healing power of genetically modified people, that biochemical weapon has the same ability, I take her may be able to deal with Killer Four!"

The anti-biochemical armament was activated, and the two delicate long knives with black and purple bodies were thrown to the rangers.

The moment the anti-biochemical long knife was in hand, a cold feeling suddenly spread all over the body.

A hint of surprise flashed across Ranger's face, "The long knife itself is nothing special, but it seems to have a soul, I feel it." ”

The slender five fingers crossed the lines of the black and purple blade, and a crisp sword roar gained consensus.

Zhang Fan smiled, "That's because it has life in itself, but can you control it?"