Chapter 477: He, May Be Wrong
The city lords refused to answer, but that doesn't mean it's not the case.
But what if you admit it?
The Dragon Army has been wiped out for so many years, and even if it appeared in the No. 17 Security Zone more than half a year ago, it does not mean that the Dragon Army has re-entered the world stage.
After all, the small force in Security Zone 17 does not represent all the dragon army.
Moreover, even if Long Jun wants to re-enter the world stage, he will still be very cautious about recognizing Tang Ling.
Although Tang Ling is Tang Feng's son, he should take care of him, which is due to Long Jun's deep feeling for Tang Feng.
But if they recognize each other, with Tang Ling's special identity, it is equivalent to recognizing that Tang Ling is the leader of the new generation of the Dragon Army....
This is definitely not something that the dragon army can easily do, the lesson of the past failure is too painful, most of them have come to believe in the prophecy, and want to wait for the person who can really lead the dragon army to appear.
Even if Tang Ling's performance is brilliant now, there is no evidence that he is that person.
Speaking of which, Tang Ling was cared for by the Long Army, but the Long Army actually didn't recognize Tang Ling, isn't it strange that the question raised by the Black Elder is not strange? This can't be blamed for everyone's silence due to selfishness.
In the face of everyone's silence, Hei Lao just smiled, and said in a somewhat mocking tone: "Everyone doesn't speak, is it really not clear?" ”
Hearing Hei Lao's statement, all the city lords present felt that their faces were a little unbearable, and Emperor Han said directly: "If Hei Lao has any ideas, you might as well spread it out." ”
"It's very simple, let Tang Ling grow up freely. Although everyone knows that the Long Army will not give Tang Ling any identity now, but Tang Ling has been cared for by the Long Army all the way, not you and me..."Hei Lao's words were very clear and very sharp.
That means don't wait for the fruit to ripen and just want to pick up the cheap.
At least what Tang Ling belongs to now, the people present are not qualified to decide anything.
These words.... It's hard to say, but it's really hard to refute, but just give up Tang Ling? The city lords were not reconciled.
Hei Lao seemed to have guessed that everyone would react like this, and said, "Of course, I can't decide Tang Ling's future. But there are always people with a little qualification. ”
As soon as Hei Lao's words came out, everyone frowned, who would be qualified? Could it be...?
"Hei Lao, you're not kind. I didn't say hello before closing, and it took me a lot of effort. The Black Elder didn't say who it was, but the answer didn't have to wait long, and two figures appeared at the edge of the shield.
There was no need for Hei Lao to do anything out of his mind, they easily pierced through the shield.
One of them seemed to be very familiar with Hei Lao, and he complained as soon as he opened his mouth. It seems that the person who complained is still relatively young, and in the face of so many world-class people, he is not stage frightened, but very natural.
Which young man is so arrogant? A city lord glanced at the visitor dissatisfied. However, when the young man's appearance was clear, these grievances dissipated.
Who else could it be? The person who complained was none other than Jian Fei, the owner of the ice floe black market.
With such a character, his status is almost equal to that of these city lords, of course, there is no need for stage fright.
The other person, dressed in a brown linen coat, was unusually tall, about two and a half meters, but he was very thin, a little old, and a little hunched.
So it doesn't seem majestic, but it has a strong sense of exhaustion and vicissitudes.
His hair is a little messy, covering most of his face, making it difficult to see his appearance for a while...
But it was such a person who made all the big people sitting at the scene couldn't help but be moved, and some even stood up.
"Long Shuai Zhang Tian!" It was Emperor Han who spoke first, and at the same time as he spoke, even he gave a small salute to the so-called Dragon Shuai Zhang Tian's fist.
Zhang Tian did not return the salute, but just nodded lightly in response to Emperor Han.
What is surprising is that Emperor Han didn't care!
What's the matter? If he really makes a move, Emperor Han will not be Zhang Tian's opponent! Even if many ordinary people think that Zhengjing is the largest city, Emperor Han should be the first master....
This view is clearly wrong.
Not all masters like to build any power, but then again, there are definitely not many people who can make Emperor Han so jealous.
Why is that Zhang Tian like this?
The reason is very simple, he is the second person in the Dragon Army.
Everyone knows that the Dragon Army has four elite legions, and there are no ordinary soldiers in the legions, all of them are generals.
These four legions are called the Blue Dragon Regiment, the White Tiger Regiment, the Vermilion Bird Regiment, and the Xuanwu Regiment.
The tiger generals who once appeared in the No. 17 security zone, with such strength, are just ordinary members of the White Tiger Regiment. The strength of the four elite legions can be imagined, not to mention the most powerful of them, the Blue Dragon Regiment? What's more, what about Long Shuai Zhang Tian, the leader of the Blue Dragon Regiment?
In addition, his strength is not recognized by this identity alone!
In the life and death ring before Tang Ling and Tang Long, Zhang Tian represented the Dragon Army in the Star Council.
The battle was equally earth-shattering, and the winner was Zhang Tian.
How dare people forget how arrogant he was at the beginning, swallowing mountains and rivers, and the last spear almost pierced the sky, killing the second person of the Council of Stars!
The past is gone.
At this time, Zhang Tian is no longer the Zhang Tian of decades ago, compared to the incomparably majestic appearance of the past, he is now thin and lonely...
The signature weapon that once never left the hand is nowhere to be seen.
But who would dare to underestimate him for this? As time passes, he will only grow stronger .... The way he looks now, I'm afraid it's because of the loss brought about by the defeat of the Dragon Army, right?
After Emperor Han, all the people saluted Zhang Tian one after another.
In addition to Zhang Tian's slightly solemn return of the courtesy to Hei Lao, he only nodded lightly to the rest of the people.
People don't care and don't want to care.
After nodding, Zhang Tian's figure went directly to the corner of the beach, where the other side was guarding the unconscious Tang Ling....
Looking at the other side, Zhang Tian opened his mouth, it seemed that he wanted to say something? But I don't know why, he didn't say anything after all, just nodded at the other side.
The other side glanced at Zhang Tian, and always felt that this old man looked at him very strangely, as if he was familiar with himself, and kind... But I didn't know him.
However, there is no evil feeling for this person, but there is a trace of instinctive good feeling in my heart....
Therefore, the other side also nodded at Zhang Tian.
Zhang Tian tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to smile at the other side, but he didn't laugh out with a strange expression.
He crouched down, hesitated for a second, and then reached out and stroked the black hair on the other side a few times.
The other side tilted her head and looked at the uncle in front of her with some curiosity, but she didn't have a seizure, but recognized Zhang Tian's kind action.
In silence, Zhang Tian looked at Tang Ling, who was still in a coma.
He didn't say anything, just kept looking at Tang Ling quietly. The messy hair covered his eyebrows, and he didn't know what kind of gaze he had when he looked at Tang Ling...
Finally, he stretched out his hand with clear bones and scars on it, and rubbed Tang Ling's hair heavily.
took out a small bottle from his bosom, and said to the other side with a somewhat dry mouth: "Let, let, let Huang, Huang Dao, give him." ”
He stumbled when he spoke, not like he stammered, but like he hadn't spoken for a long time and was no longer used to talking.
The other side nodded, and put away the little bottle.
Zhang Tian took off Tang Ling's ring from Tang Ling's thumb again: "Borrow, lend me, I'll be for a few minutes." ”
The other side nodded again, and a pair of big eyes showed more and more curiosity about Zhang Tian.
"Yes, good girl." Zhang Tian seemed to be very unable to express his feelings, and after standing up with the ring, he held back for a long time before saying such a sentence to the other side.
There was a deep pity for the other side in these words. But no one knows, what is his relationship with the other side? And why pity?
After saying this, Zhang Tian's figure flashed to the beach on the other side, and on the edge of the beach, Tang Long sat a little sluggish, letting the surging waves wet his clothes.
Zhang Tian held the ring and sat down beside Tang Long.
Tang Long raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Tian, but he didn't have any reaction
。 What reaction do you want? These big men speak very clearly, and he listens to every word in his ears.
He is not Tang Ling's 'dirt bun', he doesn't know anything. Of course he knows Zhang Tian, the madman Zhang Tian! The second person in the Dragon Army!
But isn't he the brother of that Tang Feng? He is the son of Tang Feng who abandons him and treats him as nothing... Does this Zhang Tian want to comfort and comfort himself and help his brother do his friendship?
The sea water soaked Tang Long's clothes, and it also wet Zhang Tian's clothes, and after nearly a minute of silence, Zhang Tian stretched out a fist and put it in front of Tang Long's eyes.
Tang Long didn't blink his eyelids, but said mockingly: "I should call you uncle, right?" Do you recognize it? Or, you just want to punch me? ”
Zhang Tian, whose face was covered by his hair, still couldn't see the change in his expression after hearing this, but just let go of his clenched fist.
In the palm of this hand is quietly placed a very ordinary-looking ring.
Tang Long frowned, he has a precision instinct, he can observe a lot of details at a glance, a big battle with Tang Ling, the precision instinct is in play all the time, how can he not recognize this is the ring that Tang Ling wears on his hand?
"Tang Ling's ring?" Tang Long raised his eyebrows.
"Make, function... Stasis one, one second, time. Zhang Tian just said these few words.
When Tang Long heard this, his brain suddenly went blank, and the whole person suddenly stood up, his fists clenched, his face flushed, but he let go and didn't know what to do... Finally, he sat down again.
"You think I'm going to move ?!!" Tang Long slammed his fist on the beach, his whole heart filled with extremely complicated emotions.
Move? Hate? Saddened? Regret? Heartache? No, nothing is enough to describe Tang Long's mood at this time!
After all, his hatred has been with him for more than ten years, how can it easily disappear?! But, but why is Tang Ling so sentimental?! He!
Tang Long couldn't say anything, he raised his head, his eyes were red and red, and the tears never fell.
Zhang Tian took out a pipe at this time, let Tang Long vent, and then roared at himself and quietly lit the pipe.
"You don't need to be moved, you just need to remember that he's your brother." After a few puffs of cigarette exhalation, Zhang Tian actually became fluent in speech.
Tang Long was silent.
"I didn't mean to help Tang Feng explain. Between you and him, it is he who should be explained to you. Although..."Zhang Tian took another puff of cigarette and paused before continuing: "He doesn't have this opportunity." ”
"But how helpless the world is, you should understand. It's like you and your brother are in a life and death ring..."
"You think it's your fault? Or is he wrong? Speaking of this, Zhang Tian turned his head and glanced at Tang Long.
Tang Long still looked at the sky, silent! To break the barrier in the heart, it takes a bloody price, and the process is destined to be painful.
"So, Tang Feng may be very helpless? Of course, he's..."Zhang Tian finally stretched out his hand and gently touched Tang Long's hair: "Maybe it's wrong." ”
The tears that Tang Ling had been holding in his eyes finally dripped down when he heard this typo.
Then, he began to choke, tears began to fall non-stop, he stretched his neck, and kept wanting to take a look at the beach where Tang Ling was.... Even if it's even on the other side, maybe... It's intimate! But he also wanted to take a look...
"Tang Ling didn't have so much hatred in his heart, so he died."
"You don't necessarily live and you won't be happy."
"Because, what do you want? It is to put aside all emotions to see clearly. Zhang Tian looked at the horizon in the distance and said leisurely.
"But in the end, Tang Ling is not dead, and you are still alive. So... It's not too late, no, you should say that your life has just sunrise. Speaking of this, Zhang Tian's hand also rubbed the hair of Tang Long, who was crying.
"Alright, I'm leaving."
"You, follow the black old man well." Zhang Tian stood up after saying this, he looked at Tang Long and pulled the corners of his mouth hard, it seemed that he also wanted to smile at Tang Long, but after all, he didn't laugh out loud, just like the other side.
Looking at the back of Zhang Tian leaving, a trace of hesitation flashed in Tang Long's teary eyes, he wanted to stop Zhang Tian, and wanted to ask Zhang Tian to take him to the beach over there.... However, he does not have the courage to face it now.
At this time, Zhang Tian had already returned to the middle of the group of big shots.
"Tang Ling, let him grow up freely. This is my personal will, no matter who opposes it, my will will not change. After stopping, Zhang Tian directly said such a sentence.
Direct, rigid, with no room for maneuver.
Instead of using the name of the Dragon Army, he used his personal name.
But what difference does it actually make? Tang Feng is gone, he is the second person in the Dragon Army, and his will can really represent most of the Dragon Army in a sense.
Hearing Zhang Tian's direct words, Jian Fei smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Uncle, you are too tactful, right?" ”