Holding the delicate young lady in his arms, Zhou Qingfeng slept sweetly until dawn.

At seven o'clock in the morning, he woke up naturally, but when he opened his eyes, he didn't want to get up. Coco curled up in his arms and whispered a few times, clinging to him as if he were hugging a large pillow. It's a beautiful life.

There were no dreams that night, and no one shouted 'I can't accept it' in my dreams. However, after Zhou Qingfeng woke up, the scenes that happened yesterday continued to play in his mind like a slideshow. Looking back, it's quite thrilling.

has committed so many things, and Zhou Qingfeng basically relies on his fists to solve the problem. He lay on the bed and looked at his palms, clenching his fists from time to time and stretching from time to time, but his heart was not very satisfied. It's just that the habit he'd cultivated for a long time in the past was too stubborn, and in last night's fight, the master 'hand-to-hand combat' he got from Erica couldn't be used.

The human hand is delicate and dexterous, but it is not suitable for attack. Because with a little training, humans can use the lower back muscles to increase the strength of their arms to the point that their wrists and fingers cannot bear. Boxers have to wear gloves in the ring, just to cushion this power, otherwise ......

Boxing champion Tyson once got into a street fight, knocked his opponent down with a single punch, and then fractured his own phalange. This is considered a boxing king who is strong and has not been injured too much, and it is ...... for ordinary people. Ordinary people don't know how to exert force, and when rookies peck each other, they fight the useless Wang Ba Punch, but it is not easy to hurt themselves.

Zhou Qingfeng was extremely powerful under the urging of anger, but he was easily overwhelmed and had no skills, and his brute force only exerted one percent of the effect. Yesterday, in a fit of rage, he habitually punched into a king's eight punches, bullying people with all his strength, no different from the street melee in the past, and the fighting skills he had acquired from Erica were useless.

How to combine the strength of anger with the skill of calming down is Zhou Qingfeng's future practice direction. Fortunately, last night's actual battle cannot be said to be without gains. With his strength, he swung his fist without protection from beginning to end, and more than seventy bones on his fingers and palms should have been shattered into slag. But he has been fine, and can only marvel at the strength of the perfect body.

Narcissistically admiring his fists, Zhou Qingfeng finally got up. He walked to the window and lifted the curtains to look out, and he was a little worried that he would be in trouble and would be approached by a large number of heavily armed Gallic inspectors the next day.

The street outside the window is quiet, even quieter than usual, and there is very little traffic and people. Last night, Coco answered the call of His Excellency the President and hung the tricolor bra on the window, which will make them waving in the wind. Zhou Qingfeng laughed when he saw it, and then ......

Hell, why do you hang tricolor flags on the balconies and windows of every house?

The president's appeal is too strong.

Some families don't have a proper flag, so they take out the tricolor clothes and hang them, or whatever, anyway, just get the blue, white and red tricolors.

Zhou Qingfeng slandered in his heart: "These Gauls really have a lot of things, and if a group of foreign goblins die, they can mourn like their parents have died." Those who don't know think they're dead, the president. ”

After going into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, tidy up, and make himself refreshed, Zhou Qingfeng found that he had nothing to do. He sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed his phone and put it on the battery, and in a few moments, more than a dozen messages and text messages came in. A lot of people are looking for him.

Erica sent a headless message - stupid, what are you doing? Can you be a little more stupid? Who told you to turn off your phone when it was deadly?

Zhou Qingfeng muttered in his heart, "The mobile phone can be turned off at any time or even deducted the battery, isn't this girl teaching me?" He continued to read the following information, and the 'cleaner' Bill also sent a message, and the tone was ordinary, that is, he asked him to contact the old thief, and specially reminded him not to call, and to meet and communicate if there is something.

Next is the old thief, he also sent a message to Zhou Qingfeng to reply as soon as possible, and said to stay calm and don't panic - Zhou Qingfeng is even more inexplicable, he is very calm, not panicked at all.

Finally, there is Linda, who sends most of the text messages. Judging from the timing of the text message, this girl didn't sleep all night last night. But the text messages she sent were very strange, all kinds of obscure sentences, either asking 'have you slept', or asking 'have you missed me', or 'I miss you very much, I hope to see you as soon as possible', 'Home decoration, don't come'.

What kind of spring is this woman making?

Zhou Qingfeng is 'Zhanger King Kong, scratching his head', "My relationship with this woman has not reached the point of 'not seeing each other for a day, such as every three autumns', right?" After all, it's not over yet. He wanted to call and ask, but when everyone else said 'meet and communicate', he couldn't help but mutter, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Look at the news, Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself: "The Gallic media should be overwhelmed with mourning, publicizing that the poor goblin was attacked by arson and suffered heavy casualties. "The page of the news popped up on my phone, the screen was black and white, and the headline was 'National Mourning'.

These are all normal.

Swipe your finger down......

He screamed in surprise, "The Gallic president hangs up?!" ”

When did you hang it?

Just last night. No, early this morning.

Shouldn't the most exciting news in the last 24 hours be that I set fire to the Goblin's Onion Temple, and stabbed the Goblin's lair to rescue the poor woman in captivity?

When did such a shameless headline grabber come? Actually pulled out the president of Gaul.

If you look closely, it's not fake news, it's true.

At two o'clock this morning, the president left the Elysée Palace for the suburbs on official business. A modified truck suddenly rushed into the convoy and then blew itself up, destroying His Excellency the President's bulletproof car. According to the comments of professionals quoted by the media, at least 200 kilograms of high explosives on the truck will be destroyed even if the tank comes, not to mention a bulletproof car.

After the incident, the president of the Gallic Senate came out to declare a state of emergency in the whole country, and the whole city of Pali was put under martial law 24 hours a day, and the whole country mourned - no wonder there were so many tricolor flags hanging outside? The president also made a speech last night calling on the whole country to hang the flag, feeling that this flag is not for the goblins, but for himself.

It's no wonder that Linda and the others are at a loss, with all kinds of metaphors, and it is estimated that they are all confused by this. Originally, I wanted to make a big news, but now no matter how big the news is, it can't compare to the headline-grabbing 'president hangs'.

Zhou Qingfeng carefully looked through the reports of various media, and found that the things he made last night were not worth mentioning at all, and no one cared about them at all.

Arson?

Burn onion temple?

Dead a lot of goblins?

A hidden underground brothel?

Inhumane devastation?

Goblins' evil deeds?

No, no, there's no news about that at all.

People are now paying attention to the fact that the president of Gaul is hanging.

Is this really confusing, whether to cry or laugh?

Wait, something isn't right.

Zhou Qingfeng opened the curtains again and looked at the tricolor flags hanging outside the households. He looked at the date again, and today was April 6, 9102. That past day was April 5th. But he went through two April 5ths.

On the first April 5, the oriole died, becoming a floating corpse scooped up on the Seine. But without the tricolor flags that filled the streets, the Gallic president should not have hung it.

The second was on April 5, when Huang Li was attacked by a killer in her apartment, and Zhou Qingfeng rescued her. But the woman made a fuss and fled alone, not knowing where to go. The tricolor flags that filled the streets, the president of Gaul hung them.

History was changed.

Hell yes, who's driving the self-detonating truck? Who blew up the president of Gaul? Who masterminded all this?

It's a real sting. Zhou Qingfeng had a feeling that he was not the only one involved in this time-space reversal. Who was the guy who shouted 'I can't take it' in his dreams? In what place? What do you want to do?

"Coco, coco, get up, something is wrong." Zhou Qingfeng pushed the young lady who was lying on the bed, "President Gallic is dead." ”

Coco rolled over, hugged the pillow over his head, and muttered 'I still have to sleep,' but he just wouldn't get up. But after a while, she raised her head in confusion, "What did you just say?" ”

"The president of Gaul was killed last night in a terrorist attack. Now the whole city is under martial law, the news says that the country is in a state of emergency, all traffic and communications are under control, and the military and police are taking to the streets. Zhou Qingfeng showed the news on his mobile phone to Coco.

Only then did the girl realize the seriousness of the matter, but after she saw it, she sneered: "You deserve it, who let these consortium bureaucrats mess up the country so much." In the past, it was ordinary people who were unlucky, and now it is time to let these powerful people take some lives. Otherwise, the country will only rot forever. ”

That's a strange idea!

Zhou Qingfeng thought that the girl was either indifferent to this kind of political event, or she was speechless in surprise, who knew that she would say such a thing. Coco continued to look through the news, "There is very little news from the government, the National Assembly has not moved, and Prime Minister Philip has not shown up, so it should not be." ”

Because he had no understanding of Gallic politics, Zhou Qingfeng directly ignored this, and only silently replied in his heart, 'I have more strange things to do'.

Considering that the whole city is under martial law, the military and police are on the streets, and both of them are worried that it will affect their lives. Zhou Qingfeng sent a message to the old thief and asked, "Are you in Pear?" What about the 3rd arrondissement? Is it convenient to pass now? ”

The old thief quickly replied: "The city government is very strict with the investigation, the military and police have closed the road and forbade outsiders to pass, I'll go find you." ”

Martial law is something that Zhou Qingfeng has never experienced. He didn't have an ID and didn't dare to go out on the street easily, so he had to send Coco's address. About an hour later, the old thief arrived in a taxi with Linda. He didn't want to get Coco involved in all this, so he met up with the two of them at a café outside.

The three of them shrank in the corner of the café, and the old thief first threw the forged false certificate to Zhou Qingfeng, and said, "I'm really too old to understand what you young people are doing?" I didn't expect someone to blow up the Gallic president. The world is crazy. ”

Zhou Qingfeng looked at Linda, "Does the president's death have anything to do with you?" ”

Linda hadn't slept all night and was very haggard. She scolded frantically: "I really want to use those female victims last night to expose the darkness of this world." But I didn't expect the president to die. The good news now is that all the powerful branches of the government are investigating the case of the president's murder, and they don't have time to care about our little things. The bad news is that all my planning is disrupted. ”

Determined that the president's murder had nothing to do with Linda, Zhou Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He doesn't care what social darkness Linda wants to expose, as long as no one comes to trouble. At best, he asked some gossip, "Who killed the president?" ”

"I don't know." Linda shook her head in annoyance, "My sources said that the self-detonating truck appeared very strangely, and it accurately determined the route of the president's motorcade and pinpointed the bulletproof car that the president was riding. When the explosion occurred, the guards in charge of the president's security did not have time to react. ”

Senior leaders travel with a strong focus on safety and confidentiality, and the basic operation is to have multiple different convoys driving in different directions. For the destination, it will be arranged and cleaned in advance to prevent accidents. It is almost impossible to launch an attack on the president himself unless the inside story is known in advance.

Zhou Qingfeng's first reaction to this was that there was an internal ghost, and the powerful departments of Gaul would definitely investigate in this direction. But his second reaction was ......, maybe someone knew in advance what was going to happen.

Step back in time.

Zhou Qingfeng saved Huang Li.

Someone killed the president of Gaul.

Who is this man?