"Wang Yu?" Hong Sheng calmly confirmed.

"Alas... This kid. Zhao Wu looked out the window again.

Since Zhao Wu first appeared, Wang Yu has often been by his side, like a protector.

Wang Yu's father, Wang Zhi, is a sharpshooter of the older generation of the God's Tribe, no matter what weapon, as long as he is given two chances to experiment, he will almost be able to hit every shot in the future.

Later, during a mission, he accidentally rescued Zhao Wu, who had special functions, and because of his existence, Zhao Wu joined the tribe of gods.

At that time, Zhao Wu was only a teenager, and he made an exception to join, and soon Wang Zhi died during the mission, and when he left, Zhao Wu took the initiative to take care of his son.

In the years that followed, the two were very close, just like brothers, even after his mother ran away with others, Wang Yu was not overly sad, he inherited his father's advantages and was strong.

Wang Yu's good mood lasted until Zhao Wu came back that time, and finally completely collapsed.

Since Zhao Wu became a half-crippled person, Wang Yu cried sadly for a long time.

From then on, Zhao Wu was reluctant to leave the twenty-first floor where he lived, and did not let anyone visit him, but acquiesced that Wang Yu could see him, so that he also followed himself, and the later members did not know him very well.

However, Hong Sheng knew that Wang Yu was originally a sniper prodigy, but since his father's death, he can no longer hold a sniper rifle, but has changed to a traditional throwing knife.

He also knew that Zhao Wu was forgiving him by telling him this, and Hong Sheng happily withdrew from Zhao Wu's room.

Zhao Wu sighed dumbfoundedly: "What are you for!"

Zhang Hao did not go back to his room but went to Su Man, he wanted to accompany her for a while, he knew that Su Man must have been very eager to arrive when he was killed.

"You're going to get better..."

Zhang Hao sat in a chair next to Su Man, preoccupied, his ideology connected to the game through brain waves.

He went online on the periphery of the pet space, that is, where he fought with Hong Sheng, and his partner didn't know where he went.

The lights on the friend list were all off, and I thought it must have been dinner, and I said in my heart: You won't ask me to go to dinner.

"Ding, the system prompts the player's phone to ring."

"It's a funny hint." Zhang Hao quit the game, and now he is more and more accustomed to the shuttle between the game and reality, and the severe dizziness that used to be has become more and more relaxed.

"Hello?"

This is an unfamiliar number, Zhang Hao fed it, and the other party said, do you know what day it is?

As soon as Zhang Hao heard that this was the voice of the mad god, he immediately turned on the call video, roughly observed his surroundings, and couldn't help laughing: "It won't be anyone's birthday, it's quite formal to look at this store."

"Yes, Brother Aomine's birthday happens to be today, this is the first birthday he has come to our plane for his birthday, so where are you coming from?" The mad god said.

"Okay, let's put the rest of the matter aside, where is your place?"

The mad god smiled: "Hehe, radiating around your house, you should be able to find it."

With that, the mad god turned off the communication equipment.

"Hey! Feed! Fuck off, don't let me find you. ”

With a shake in Su Man's slender hand, Zhang Hao left the mansion to find the mad god.

Moreover, the sudden death of the mayor of F City has attracted great attention from the media, and his secretary is nowhere to be found, plus the well-known middle school in the city was caused by a mysterious person caused a miniature earthquake, but the teachers and students of the school were unscathed, which can not help but make people from all walks of life speculate.

"Look at the F city managed by Longwei, this is all in the headlines! it! ”

In a well-armed company, a middle-aged man smokes and curses while watching TV.

Behind him stood a full nine skeletal men in black robes, and one of them quickly knelt down in fright.

"Master, it's really all to blame for the stupid mayor, if you have something to do, don't call me over, oh yes, master, the headquarters of the group of fuckers of the tribe of gods is in J City, and I have too much pressure to guard J and F cities alone......" The black-robed man named Long Wei became more and more unconfident the more he spoke, but he seemed very aggrieved.

"Is that the reason? I know that there is a small tribe of gods in the mayor of the Cai Sect, isn't there a few disciples of the sect with good strength to help out! "The middle-aged man is not angry.

"Yes, you're right, but none of our people can beat him, and my henchmen are dead."

"Bring me the information of the members of the tribe of the gods!" The middle-aged man extinguished the cigarette butt, and Long Wei ran over tremblingly and lit another one for him.

"Master, you see this is the latest information......"

The middle-aged man took it and frowned, "It's just a dozen people...... Well? It's kind of interesting..."

The few remaining people, including Long Wei, did not dare to speak up.

"Moss!"

"What do you command?"

A black-robed man gave a look to the middle-aged man, although the appearance was similar, looking closely at Moss's expression was much more indifferent, the person known as Moss was Mr. Mo, who was guarding Beijing.

"Hong Sheng is a member of the Hong family, I remember that you also found a core disciple of the Hong family?" The middle-aged man said indifferently.

"Exactly, and they may be the heirs of the Hong family, but Hong Sheng is more likely." Moss said in a deep voice.

"Boom, Moss, you've always been old-fashioned, so you should have a plan." The middle-aged man's gaze unconsciously exudes a sense of confidence and ruthlessness.

"It's naturally interesting for brothers to fight, of course I have a plan, please rest assured." Moss said Kenche, slightly clenching his fist to the middle-aged man.

"Well, you've all withdrawn, I'll take a look at the information, I've been feeling bad sleep lately, don't have any more accidents!"

"Yes!" Eleven said in unison.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and all of them were flashed away, and he took out the information and looked at it again at Zhang Hao.

"Hmph, Zhang Mingqi, compared to your son, it is Shushan that interests me more... Oops, my head is so messy, I want to play a game, I must not let go of this task about Shushan......"

The middle-aged man put on the game helmet on the table and entered the game.

Zhang Mingqi is now almost fifty years old, and the time he has been working in that furniture company is not short, and his colleagues who are about the same age as him can no longer do it, but he has been working diligently, not for anything else, the salary here is reasonable, and he has feelings after staying for a long time.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, come and smoke a cigarette, don't work as hard as young people, let them do more." The man in the suit who spoke was also over forty years old, and he was the boss here.

"Mr. Deng, you're polite, let me smoke again, how embarrassing it is." Zhang Mingqi took the cigarette in his hand with a smile, and Mr. Deng helped him light the cigarette.

Zhang Mingqi also did feel that his body was not as good as before, not that he was really aging like others, he usually turned off his spiritual sense and spiritual power, he wanted others to know that he was an ordinary person who did his duty, but ordinary people are not so easy to be, he is no longer young, with so many years of physical improvement, he is not far from young people.

"Hey, by the way, Lao Zhang, that strange person just now is here again." Mr. Deng.

"Strange people? Who is it? Zhang Mingqi looked at Mr. Deng suspiciously.

"It's the one I said last time, I had to go out with you to talk about that when you were at work, and finally stuffed me with money before I let him into the company." Mr. Deng recalled.

Zhang Mingqi's face immediately turned blue again, he remembered that half a year ago, his son had just disappeared and the unattractive person came once, and he had to come in at that time, but Mr. Deng just let him in, and after coming in, he said that he was looking for him urgently.

Zhang Mingqi thought it was his son's business and went out with him, that time it was not his son's business at all, but an invitation from the corpse alliance.

He also couldn't figure out how many years his strength had been hidden, and he was cautious when he occasionally revealed it, and the corpse alliance threatened him to let him help him do things, but Zhang Mingqi sternly refused that time, and beat that person to a serious injury.

Later, within a few days, the Corpse League sent several masters, including the mayor who died, but all of them were not the same generals, so Zhang Mingqi's life returned to calm and no longer thought about it.

"Thank you, Mr. Deng, he is a fellow of mine, but his nerves are not very good, I'll go and see, I'm sorry." After greeting the leader, Zhang Mingqi ran outside the company in a panic.