Zhang Zifeng finally understood Yanjie's advice.

He looked at the old god of war coldly and said, "If this is what you want, then you are very wrong, things should not be like this, don't forget that you are the old god of war, not the big devil." ”

"Zifeng!" The old god of war slowly opened his eyes, and he was calm from beginning to end, and his eyes were also doting unstoppable.

He said in a deep voice, "You should know that Yan Xia's current strength is not enough to defend against foreign enemies, if one person has to come out to be this villain, I will do it, and you will be the hero." ”

"I'm sorry, I can't afford this hero, I just want to be an ordinary person," Zhang Zifeng sneered.

After saying that, Zhang Zifeng knelt on his knees and said coldly, "The Tao is not the same, I will call you Master one last time." ”

After saying that, Zhang Zifeng knocked his head down three times, turned around and left.

"Zhang Zifeng, you have a heavy responsibility, you can't be an ordinary person at all, one day you will still return to this position, believe me," the voice of the old god of war sounded in Zhang Zifeng's ears, but the others were already far away.

Outside the Foundation, Yan Jie saw Zhang Zifeng's expression indifferent, and smiled, "It doesn't look like the situation is as bad as I thought." ”

"Everyone withdraw," Zhang Zifeng ordered.

After that, the personnel of the 12 intelligence organizations were dispersed, the shadow guards of the four cardinals of supervision disappeared, and the soldiers retired.

Obviously, there had just been an unusually fierce battle, but at the moment everything was calm.

The corpse lying on the ground testifies to what happened.

Mo Zixuan said, "Zhang Zifeng, you can't stop it, this is the general trend, even if we can't get your genes, there will be more suitable candidates in the future." ”

"Really?" Zhang Zifeng glanced at Mo Zixuan coldly, "Then let's see." ”

After saying that, Zhang Zifeng left quickly, and Yan Jie shrugged his shoulders and followed.

"That's it?"

"That's it," Zhang Zifeng said coldly.

"I thought you were going to have at least a fight with the old god of war, it would be fun."

Zhang Zifeng glanced at Yan Jie coldly, and Yan Jie smiled awkwardly.

Watching the two leave, at the gate of the foundation, Mo Zixuan showed a cruel smile on his face.

At this moment, Pei Changkong, who was supervising the Fourth Council, was already standing beside Mo Zixuan.

"It looks like everything is under control," Pei Changkong said lightly.

Mo Zixuan said, "There are a lot of people here, so it's better not for you and me to meet." ”

"No need," a trace of murderous intent flashed on Pei Changkong's face, his gaze swept to the back of the foundation, a smile was torn out at the corner of his mouth, and he said meaningfully, "Some people should die completely when they die,"

……

The Wei family.

Wei Xueyan sat in front of the window, her eyes full of worry.

She knew what Zhang Zifeng was doing, and she also knew what kind of risks it would bring.

At this moment, there was a sound behind her, and Wei Xueyan turned around and saw Zhang Zifeng standing in place with a dejected face.

"You...... Are you okay? Wei Xueyan was frightened when she saw Zhang Zifeng's expression for the first time.

Zhang Zifeng didn't speak, just took Wei Xueyan into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Wei Xueyan was in pain, "You hurt me, what's wrong?" ”

"Don't talk, let me hug you for a while, just hug you for a while," Zhang Zifeng said in a hoarse voice.

Wei Xueyan stopped struggling when she heard this, and let Zhang Zifeng melt herself.

She didn't know what Zhang Zifeng had gone through, but it must have been painful.

Once that man was Zhang Zifeng's teacher and friend, he represented Zhang Zifeng's bright side as the peerless god of war, even if he was the big demon king of the mercenary world for many years, the earnest teachings of the old god of war made him dare not betray his principles.

And now, where did he think that this model of his own imitation would do such a crazy thing.

If it was a dream, he wished he had woken up sooner.

The next day, Zhang Zifeng appeared at the private jet airport.

This time he was going to do one last thing, something that surprised Mo Zixuan.

"Inform the owner of the Satan Technology and Industrial Consortium that I will use all my connections and financial resources to block any channels of Mo Zixuan's company, and for a week, I want him to completely disappear from the wealth list in a week."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Zhiyou was a little stunned, but she never questioned it, but said with a serious face, "No problem, it's not difficult." ”

And soon Mo Zixuan received intermittent emergency calls, all of which were about the sudden severance of cooperation between the partner and himself.

In less than three days, Mo Zixuan, the so-called businessman known as the Emperor of the Sea and the seventh richest man in the world, fell to the bottom in an instant.

His imperial hegemony was wiped out at this moment, and without the support of a powerful consortium, the experiment of genetic modification could not continue to be studied, and he was obviously about to succeed.

"Who, who the hell?" Mo Zixuan roared angrily.

At this time, the secretary next to him stepped forward nervously and said, "Hello chairman...... It seems to be someone from Satan's tech industry. ”

Mo Zixuan's face changed, "How can you be a person from Satan's technology industry?" ”

"It's really them, I've checked it, it's they made all the partners we work with withdraw their investments, and there's even worse news."

"Say."

"A lot of our cargo at sea was suddenly destroyed by people in the employment community, and the losses skyrocketed."

Hearing this, Mo Zixuan felt a chill all over, sat on the ground, and looked at the ceiling with a blank expression.

"It's him, it must be him," Mo Zixuan gritted his teeth, "What does he have to do with Satan's technology industry and the employment world, and why are these people helping him." ”

At this time, a leisurely voice came from outside the door, "Don't guess, I'll tell you." ”

At this moment, the old god of war outside the door pushed the door in.

The old god of war is really old, compared to seven years ago when Zhang Zifeng left, he is not old, his eyes are no longer as bright as before, and his face is sallow, as if he is seriously ill.

Mo Zixuan stood up and quickly gave way to the old god of war.

"How the hell did he do that?" Mo Zixuan said urgently.

The old god of war glanced at Mo Zixuan, and then said lightly, "Because he is the chairman of Satan Technology Industry, and he is also the legendary Great Demon King in the employment world." ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Zixuan looked surprised, obviously thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"This ...... How is this possible," Mo Zixuan couldn't imagine.

How can a person have so many identities, and each one of them is so pinnacle, terrifying.

"Genetic modification is almost successful anyway, as long as the best poison replica is made, everything is worth it."

"But so far, no one can withstand the 100% strength of the world's peerless, and this poison body also has a counter-eating effect on the body, which is not a long-term solution, the most important thing is to get Zhang Zifeng's genes."

The old god of war looked at Mo Zixuan coldly, "I warned you, don't think crookedly about him, if he doesn't give it, you have to force it, I only ask." ”

Mo Zixuan's face sank, and a trace of poison flashed in the corner of his eyes, but he soon hid this side.

"The genes of the world's peerless need to be inherited by a person with extremely high physical fitness, let me come for the sake of the hot summer," the old god of war sighed.

Although he hides that many people are dead, there is one thing he does not want to lie to himself.

That is, his health is deteriorating, and there is not much time left.

Although Zhang Zifeng's choice to be an ordinary person made him very sad, he would not blame him too much.

And there's really not much time left for the hot summer.

In fact, there is one thing that the old god of war did not tell Zhang Zifeng last night.

That is, the last genetic modification attack had nothing to do with him, and it was obvious that someone was also eyeing Zhang Zifeng's genes.

From beginning to end, the old god of war did not kill Zhang Zifeng.

He was just waiting, waiting for Zhang Zifeng to return to him and complete the task he should complete as the peerless god of war.

But when he knew that Zhang Zifeng had no ambitions and just wanted to be an ordinary person, he knew that he couldn't force him anymore, so he simply pushed the boat down the river and became this villain.

The old god of war sighed, the whole person seemed to be ten years old, he looked out the window at the neon city, somewhere in this imperial capital, there was a very terrifying organization lurking.

They set their eyes on Zhang Zifeng, and what the old god of war could do was to face this organization alone.

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