"Wait, where did that voice come from?" Qin Hao seemed to have caught something, his eyebrows couldn't help frowning tightly, and a feeling that came from heaven and earth hit his heart directly.

The voice reminded him of the "admin" in a game he once played, the GM who had the supreme power to suspend accounts. They are like ancient beasts, sitting in the middle of the game, like pinching ants to death, easily taking everything from the violators. A clean and flawless shot that is jaw-dropping.

Qin Hao believed that the ubiquitous voice would definitely monitor the two of them, so he was not in a hurry to tell Wen Feng the secret. Just for fear of wasting this opportunity, after thinking for a long time, he made a few tactical gestures towards Wen Feng.

Interstellar combat sign language, which was born out of the military terminology of Huaxia Kingdom, was quickly understood by Wen Feng.

At this moment, Wen Feng's face changed drastically, his chest fluctuated up and down, and the experience of special forces soon emerged, allowing him to quickly calm down his mood with his own methods. His expression was shocked, just because the gesture that the man in front of him made towards him was - "being watched"!

Obviously, the man in front of him has a much stronger ability to perceive external objects than himself. Now the two are grasshoppers on the same rope, and there is no need to hide themselves.

In the new appointment of Qin Hao, Wen Feng looked at Qin Hao from a distance, waiting for Qin Hao to speak.

Qin Hao hung his head, suspicious of the fact that he had traveled through thousands of years of time and space and came here, and was puzzled by the person who was watching.

Who is that person? Why are you spying on yourself? Does it exist in this plane itself, or does it form a new special space because of the intervention of the two?

If this plane existed in itself, then he and Wen Feng would definitely not be the first people to come here.

If it's a space for two, what is the intent behind the "administrator"? And what makes this happen?

Just when Qin Hao was puzzled and racked his brains, Wen Feng came to Qin Hao and stared at him with sharp and penetrating eyes.

"Why are you here?"

A shallow sentence, like the wind cutting through the calm lake, makes the lake turbulent and ripples.

After Wen Feng learned the meaning of Qin Hao's gesture, he thought about how he could minimize the exposure of his true intentions as much as possible, after all, the "monitor" could know exactly where the two of them were.

On the other hand, Qin Hao thought of the necessity of spiritual communication from Wen Feng's eyes. Because gestures are formatted and can be broken at any time, but the spiritual barrier is a free state, and even gods cannot intervene.

"Buzz~!"

Before Qin Hao could think of what to do next, there was a huge repulsive force that pushed the two out of this illusion.

"Ahem, cough, cough^!"

Qin Hao only felt that the air in his chest was being sucked away for a moment, and it was only after a few seconds that he returned. He hammered his chest hard, and sat down in the black-and-white squares, gasping for air.

The air around him formed a ripple of time and space in an instant, bursting in his ears, and his consciousness returned to his body.

"Really, almost suffocated!" Qin Hao whispered with displeasure on his face.

He never imagined that things would become complicated, and that time would intersperse and bend in this space, bending like an "E" like a book.

Qin Hao greedily absorbed the oxygen, and soon began to think about who the third person appeared in his space. Qin Hao recalled carefully, convinced that the space only allowed the two of them to pass through. The one who manages this consciousness has supreme authority.

How to hack the permissions of this "administrator"? How to establish this interactive connection with Wenfeng again?

Because he didn't know what the consequences of the "administrator" being besieged, even if his strength had increased a lot, Qin Hao didn't dare to act rashly. Because he could feel it in the dark: even if two people used gestures to communicate together and bring the "administrator" into the pit, it would be useless.

Qin Hao recalled this meeting and didn't leave much information for Wen Feng, even if he told the time a name, Wen Feng couldn't know himself.

No, what about Wen Feng's news? As a person of the future, my greatest advantage is that I can look up history. Wen Feng was able to meet with himself, and he believed that he was not an ordinary person. may leave a trail in history.

Thinking of this, Qin Hao took out the historical records of the Huaxia Kingdom of the Yuendi Federation from his backpack and looked it up carefully.

On the other side, Wen Feng was lazily lying on the sofa bed and snoring softly. Unaware that there were two other people in the room.

"Little brother, this is my bed! Get up! A woman with countless dreadlocks and a black headband on her forehead shouted towards the bed.

"Sister, Brother Feng is drunk now, let him sleep for a while. Why don't you sleep on that couch first? At the door, Muzi whispered a plea to the woman.

It's just that these words don't have any appeal to the girl, she raised her head and shook her arm towards Muzi: "Fart!" This is my territory, do you know? That couch is so narrow and uncomfortable! The girl kicked Wen Feng a few times: "This is the place where I, my Yulin Gang Dragon is located!" How is it possible to let a stinky man sleep here! ”

"Hahaha, Yulin helps ......" Muzi smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, wiped his nose vigorously and then said: "Sister, I know that the Yushu Linfeng is talking about, but this is easy to be regarded as a dog killer in our Huaxia." ”

"Fart! Sister, I'm so domineering, how can I kill a dog! The woman was obviously a little unhappy, she stretched out her right hand and waved it in the air, and then guessed before adding loudly:

"Keep up with the times! Yushu is in the wind! ”

"Sister, I didn't see it all night, where did I go." Muzi glanced at the woman a few times, and there was some worry in the depths of his eyes.

"Change the subject again! I asked. Who let this dead pig get here! Well? Say! The woman waved her fist at Muzi and kicked Wen Feng a few times.

"He's my buddy and I saw him drunk outside, and it's close to her house and easy to recognize. You can't let people see jokes outside, can you? Muzi sighed softly and carefully wiped the goblet with silk.

"Gee, that's how you worked as a bartender?" The woman was a little disgusted when she saw Muzi wiping the wine glass.

At this moment, the door of the tavern opened, and a gentle and intellectual female voice came: "Muzi, have two cups of 'deadly poison'!" ”

As if he had received a pardon order, Mu Zi snapped his fingers at the woman: "Sister, someone called me, I'll go first." ”

"Get out! Get lost! Billowing! The woman thought that Mu Zi didn't even have a place to sleep, so she couldn't help but get angry and raised her hand towards Mu Zi.

As Muzi left, the nest fell silent again.

"Dead pig, get down! This is the old lady's territory! The woman pushed Wen Feng hard, only to find that the burly man was heavier than a pig. He flipped the sofa bed on the other side, and then he lay down angrily on the sofa opposite after no result.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, "Those little deflated people outside, that's it!" I can't finish the meat that came to my mouth?! ”

As he spoke, he got a long wooden stick from the door, inserted it from Wen Feng's back, and used the principle of leverage to warp Wen Feng to the ground.

Then he clapped his hands, changed into a clean sheet, and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

After Wen Feng and Qin Hao separated, they thought about Qin Hao's 3343 year, and were a little at a loss about what Qin Hao said. Just when his mind went blank, he felt his body roll down the side for some distance, and then he rolled down the hillside like a mudslide.

Yikes! Dangerous!

Wen Feng was in extreme danger, and the experience of the special forces was revealed, and those wedges and tactical movements in his bones made him roll forward hard, prostrate on the ground tightly, and his two eyes glanced at the surroundings alertly.

Then he got up and climbed up the uphill that he had been tumbling down, and it was not until he felt the residual warmth just now that his body completely relaxed. He rolled over in great satisfaction, and at that moment, his body got stuck in a strange place and stopped.

"It's so uncomfortable," he said, shaking his hands in all directions, trying to push the cardholder's own things down. It was found that it was not a hard rock, but a little soft and elastic. There was even a vague scent that came over.

Just as he was in a daze preparing for his next move, a piercing scream rang out, followed by a burning pain in his cheeks.

"Rascals! Stinky rascals! ”

"What's going on?!" Wen Feng looked around blankly, by the dim light. A woman dressed in a special forces suit rode on top of her and pinched her neck with her outstretched hands.

"Enemy attack!"

A thought crossed Wen Feng's mind in an instant, and the melee fighting technique came out in an instant. Seeing Wen Feng's body twisting violently to the left, his legs kicked in the air, pushed back with both hands, pressed the woman on his body under him, turned over and rode up, his right elbow against the woman's throat, and roared viciously: "Don't move!" ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the dagger on his right leg.

？？？

What about daggers? Did it fall somewhere? When Wen Feng was in a daze, he touched towards the bed.

"Where?! Stinky rascals! The woman's body was tightly pinned on the bed, her face was full of shame, and she spat at Wen Feng in extreme anger.

It was precisely like this that Wen Feng completely woke up from his daze, and when he saw the woman under him, his body jumped back half a step suddenly. Hitting the hanging crystal lamp, the crystal lamp emitted a string of wind chimes.

Wen Feng looked around, slowly recalling the scene of getting drunk in the bar. Gradually, the expression on his face froze, and he turned purple and red, as if he was about to kill.

He glanced up and down a few times, and saw that his clothes were a little wrinkled, but they were complete. Seeing that the woman on the bed who made a terrifying expression towards him was fine, he hesitated and said, "I'm sorry, I'm drunk." ”

As he spoke, he took out a thousand-dollar bill from his wallet and threw it on the bed, turning around and walking towards the door.

"Stop!" The woman on the bed opened her mouth slightly, stunned. Then he hammered down the sofa and said leisurely: "Where is the money enough?" Let's talk about three thousand! ”

Wen Feng stood in place, opened the wallet and looked at it a few more times, then half-turned around and replied: "The money is not enough this time, pay it back next time." ”

"Next time...... Hahahahaha! The corners of the woman's mouth hooked upward, and the machine laughed: "This is not good, who knows where to run next time!" How? Dare to steal and dare not admit it? ”

Wen Feng had a black line on his forehead: "I really didn't bring it this time," he said, took out his wallet and shook it a few times towards the woman: "Look for yourself, don't lie." ”

"Roar! Big handsome guy! The woman was like a kitten, and when she turned around, she snatched the wallet: "Well, it's still a soldier brother." Well, good-looking, not bad! Now, this is a serious violation of discipline! …… Hey, discharged? Boring! The woman flipped the wallet a few times and closed it again.