Chapter Seventy-Three: After the War
A few hours later, a mobile phone placed next to the bed rang, Li Xiaolu opened it and looked at it, but it was Qin Tianzhu who was asking where to eat dinner.
Gu Feng was also beside her, and naturally saw the information in the mobile phone.
He thought for a while and then spoke directly: "Let's eat dinner at Nangong Manor, I haven't seen my sister for a long time, I miss her a lot." ”
Dozens of minutes later, three black Portuguese tart sedans drove out of the town in a low-key manner and headed in the direction of the base.
Nangong Manor in the central area of Hongjing base.
At this time, several trucks were parked in front of the manor, and the trucks were loaded with boxes and boxes of gifts.
The sign on the side of the truck is the sun hanging over the top of the mountain.
A few guards have been persuading the few people who gave the gifts to leave quickly, but how dare a few people go back with a cart full of gifts, if they go back like this, those bigwigs in the consortium must not pick their skins.
Therefore, the dispute between several people at the door has lasted for almost half an hour, and the doorman has become quite impatient, and the few people who give gifts are full of pleading and anxious, and they are about to kneel.
Just then, several black cars came at the corner of the street and stopped at the gate of the manor.
The group walked down from the car one after another, and several doormen were dazzled and hurriedly stepped forward.
Several of the leaders of the Fire Lion Mercenary Regiment are frequent visitors to Nangong Manor, of course they know each other, but why is a strange white-haired man walking in the front, several regiment leaders don't introduce, and they don't dare to ask, so they can only respectfully lead the group into the door.
Several gift-givers of the Zhengyang Consortium were exposed to the door, and the grievances that had been suppressed for half an hour finally couldn't help but erupt.
"Those turtle grandsons above have offended people, so they will use us to block the knife, and if they have the ability, they will give gifts themselves!"
"That's it, the old turtle grandson is dead, this little turtle grandson is not a thing, when he saw that someone came to help, he immediately knelt down and licked it, even my son is not as good."
The group scolded, but carefully kept their voices low, looking like they were talking casually.
Among the several people, a middle-aged man kept staring at the white-haired man before him, and he didn't withdraw his gaze until the group entered the manor.
After his initial shock, he thought about it, and then ignored the rest of the people, and went straight to the truck and started it.
When the remaining few people saw this person's actions, they shouted in surprise: "Lao Zhang, are you crazy? You'll die if you go back like this! ”
The truck that had already started was unheard of, and turned around and drove directly in the direction of Zhengyang Manor.
The middle-aged man in the car kept thinking about the white-haired man before, and he had already thought of a way to deal with the desperate situation in front of him.
In Nangong Manor, in the living room of the main villa, everyone gathered together, chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
The white-haired man didn't want to sit in the central seat, but the other people refused to sit there, so he had to be a guest.
At this moment, on his left sat Nangong Liuli, Le Chengcai, and several masters of Nangong, and on his right sat a group of masters of the Fire Lion Mercenary Group.
A cute girl about ten years old was standing in front of him, busily putting vegetables into his bowl, looking like a little adult.
After seeing her living brother, Wang Ruoxue has changed from the initial surprise and ecstasy, and has always maintained a beautiful and crooked excitement.
Xiaoxue has a brother! Alive!
Gu Feng looked at his sister with a complicated expression while eating the dishes in the bowl.
For her sister, she hasn't seen herself for more than three years, and for herself, the distance for this kind of warm moment is thirteen years!
He controlled his emotions and chatted enthusiastically with his friends.
"By the way, can Le Chengcai's mother still be saved?"
After a while, Gu Feng remembered this and turned his head to Nangong Liuli, who was sitting on his left, to ask.
Nangong Liuli was looking at him, a little absent-minded, Gu Feng suddenly turned his head to talk to her, making her cold face even appear in a moment of panic.
"Oh, that boy's mother, I guess I'll wake up in a few days."
"His mother was strangled to death, but she was frozen shortly after death, so the intracranial awakening surgery was relatively successful, and the woman had no other injuries on her body, so she didn't even need a body clone transplant."
Gu Feng nodded, and then said softly: "After eating in a while, I will transfer a few words to you for Luo Yongkang." ”
More than an hour later, the group of Fire Lion took their leave after eating.
Xiaoxue has lived here for a few years and is already quite familiar with everything here, Gu Feng couldn't bear to let her leave here, so he simply asked Nangong Liuli to arrange a place for him to live in the manor.
Li Xiaolu had already taken Xiaoxue to clean up her new residence, and at this moment, there were only two people left in the originally crowded living room.
Gu Feng looked at the woman sitting beside him.
Tonight's Nangong Liuli is wearing a light purple skirt, and her black hair is naturally scattered, cold and charming.
He sighed, and gradually turned into a middle-aged man, it was Luo Yongkang, who had broken through the thirty-two levels in a few minutes.
I couldn't hide it anymore, so I simply admitted my identity directly, and took advantage of the fact that the two didn't fall deeper.
There was not much surprise in Nangong Liuli's eyes.
How can there be so many super strong people, not long ago, Luo Yongkang appeared, and then Gu Feng, who disappeared for more than three years, appeared.
What's more, the temperament and demeanor of the two are extremely similar.
She didn't understand where Gu Feng's sense of maturity and indifferent confidence came from when she was in her twenties, as if she had lived a lifetime and experienced death, but the feeling that the two people brought to her was indeed extremely similar, which made her have some guesses when she saw Gu Feng for the first time.
It's just that the Nangong Valve Master is still the Nangong Valve Master, not only did she not back down, but asked directly to the man: "Then what?" ”
After saying that, she didn't wait for the man to make a statement, so she got up and left the living room and walked upstairs.
Gu Feng froze in place, a little difficult to digest the information just now.
The normal situation should not be that the woman is very angry, and then scolds him for being a scumbag, and then kicks him out of the manor!
What's going on now?
In fact, it is he who has not yet adapted to life in this life.
Three and a half years after the disaster, there are only dozens of bases and countless shelters left in the living area of the human race, and beyond the base, there is the boundless forest and the territory of the demons - the lair of flesh and blood.
And the decisive force to protect the base is the powerful evolutionary.
Some of the strong people on the list have three wives and four concubines, and the forces such as Gu Feng and Luo Yongkang, who can affect the outcome of the war, are like uncrowned kings, overriding everything.
Most of the rules of the world no longer apply to them.
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Inside a villa in the main hall of Zhengyang Manor.
Zuo Siliang sat where his father used to work, and looked at the middle-aged man who was standing respectfully: "You mean, that white-haired *** is in front of the giant and the Thunder Emperor, and the fairy is still holding his hand?" ”
The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his face, it was the first time he had come to the core area of the Zhengyang Foundation, and the bursts of murderous intent in the air made him break out in a cold sweat.
"Yes, my lord, I have seen all this with my own eyes!"
Zuo Siliang, who was sitting behind the desk, quickly pulled up a photo of a blonde man three years ago, and turned the light screen in his hand to face the man.
"Take a good look, are there any similarities between the two of them?"
The middle-aged man had looked at the photos countless times on the way back from Nangong Manor, but when the valve owner asked him, he still pretended to observe it carefully, and then said with certainty: "I dare not say 100% one person, but the similarity between the two people is definitely more than 90%!" ”
Zuo Siliang didn't look at the middle-aged man anymore, and fell into deep thought after ordering him to go down.
His father has been unconscious, and he successfully took over the position of the owner as the eldest son, but the mess left by the consortium before made him frown as soon as he took office.
Several of its masters are becoming more and more difficult to restrain themselves.
General Yu was unconscious, because his father had looked for General Yu before, so most of the responsibility for accidentally activating the black box fell on the head of the Zhengyang Foundation.
The biggest headache is the Nangong consortium that suddenly came to help, and the contradictions that have been stumbling in the past few years may not be so easy to solve.
However, the contradiction is placed here, and it has to be resolved, and the situation of the consortium is even worse if it drags on.
This mature man who is as confident as an eagle is caught in a difficult situation on the first day he takes over his father's position.