Chapter 7: The Return of the King
"Chief, something is wrong."
In a chic sky villa built on the Tower of the East, Gao Xiaofei's face was very ugly, a dead gray. This was originally Mo Chaoqing's cultivation place, but Song Puhui liked it very much, so he just changed the decoration inside, and it became his own residence.
For this one place, Song Puff will be extremely satisfied.
Every day when you wake up, you just need to stand on the window and you can look down on the entire central capital, and you have the feeling of stepping on the central capital under your feet.
This feeling is unprecedented.
No wonder Mo Chaoqing chose to cultivate here, it was really a good place to cultivate.
Song Puhui was standing in front of the window at the moment, looking into the distance, and as far as his eyes could see, there was an endless blue ocean. I breathed hard, and it was the familiar smell of the sea. He made a chest expansion movement, and with a sudden shake, the bones in his body made a "bar" sound.
Seeing that Song Puhui was not nervous, Gao Xiaofei was anxious: "Chief, look." ”
"What's the panic?"
Song Puhui drank calmly, he took a wet towel from the shelf next to him, and wiped the sweat stains off his face. After a night of cultivation, the effect was minimal, and when it came to the realm of Song Puhui, the progress of cultivation was slow beyond imagination.
Hearing Song Puhui's shouting, Gao Xiaofei suddenly trembled.
Just yesterday, Song Puhui personally issued the order to execute hundreds of martial artists, and he himself personally stabbed dozens of them.
The bloody storm set off by Song Po is becoming more and more fierce in the central capital.
The effect is still there, and some active forces and warriors finally fell silent in such a tragic massacre. Song Puhui's personal strength is enough to determine the victory or defeat between the two sides, not to mention that there are also many forces around Song Puhui.
Gao Xiaofei is now a member of the parliament, but he knows very well that if Song Pu is willing, he can completely pinch himself to death like an ant.
He dared to kill even the speaker of the parliament, and there were many parliamentarian-level warriors in the massacre, how could he ever hesitate to be soft?
Maybe in Song Puhui's mind, it is not my clan, and its heart can be punished.
Coupled with Song Puhui's Korean identity, he only had a series of brutal repressions to make those who opposed him dare not resist at all. Gao Xiaofei knew that Song Pu would follow suit, but the one used by the imperial court in the early Qing Dynasty in history was to establish authority through the guò massacre, so as to achieve the meaning of condescension.
"Yes, yes, that's what the Speaker said." Gao Xiaofei nodded.
Song Puhui glanced at Gao Xiaofei coldly and said, "Okay, let's talk, what's wrong?" Someone has come forward again and clearly opposed my Song Po will assume the position of president of the council? ”
"No, it's not." Gao Xiaofei swallowed his saliva with difficulty, if it was such news, he would be so ashen and frightened.
"What's that news?" Song Pu snorted coldly.
"Zhou ...... Week...... Zhou Zheng, he, he's still alive. It almost took all the strength of his body to say this sentence before Gao Xiaofei said it.
"What?" Song Puhui burst out with milky white starlight, and in the next second, he had already grabbed Gao Xiaofei's neck with one hand and lifted it up: "This is impossible, how can Zhou Zheng still be alive?" Zhou Zheng's death has long been confirmed, and it is impossible to be alive. ”
Gao Xiaofei could barely breathe, he struggled: "Discussion...... Speaker of the Council, let go ...... Put...... Put me down. ”
Song Pu let go, Gao Xiaofei fell to the ground, gasped for a few breaths, didn't care about the pain in his neck, and said: "The news I just got today is that some of the warriors and sailors of the ocean giant ship have seen Zhou Zheng's giant beast, and they have also seen Zhou Zhengzheng riding on the back of the giant beast. ”
"It can't be." Song Puff would become angry.
Gao Xiaofei endured the feeling of death that Song Pu would bring him just now: "Someone took a photo, I have analyzed it, it is indeed Zhou Zheng." Judging from the route of his return, there is another thing involved, just half an hour ago, I just received the news that George and Auston, the president of the European Union, were killed, and most of the warriors gathered at George's celebration banquet were killed with a huge number of bombs. ”
"What did you say?" Song Pu would clench his fists tightly.
The combination of the two news, the amount of information, made Song Puhui a little stunned.
Gao Xiaofei is also the department head of the information center, how can the information he get be wrong?
"Zhou Zheng ......"
Reading this name, Song Puhui's face changed from the stunned and panicked just now, but with a hideous look: "It's best not to die, it's best not to die, hahahaha...... It's good to come back, as long as you dare to come back, I will let you know what life is better than death. ”
Not being able to kill Zhou Zheng with his own hands has always been the most regrettable thing for Song Puhui.
didn't expect that Zhou Zheng didn't die and came back. This is definitely good news for Song Puhui. He wanted to slash Zhou Zheng with his own hands, and use the most cruel method to repay Zhou Zheng for stepping out of the Asian team in shame.
As for whether Zhou Zheng was the murderer of George and Auston, Song Puhui didn't care at all.
"Yes...... Yes, Parliament Chief, Behemoth. Gao Xiaofei is not as optimistic as Song Puhui.
"Humph!" Song Puhui sneered, now his strength has reached the point where he doesn't need to fear the giant beast, and Zhou Zheng's appearance, he is full of expectations. Now he already has a feeling of loneliness and defeat, and Zhou Zheng is just relying on a giant beast to run rampant.
"When I kill his beast, he'll be just an ant."
"Ordered to go down, as soon as Zhou Zheng appeared, he immediately strangled him. Hahaha, if he can't even break out of this kind of nest, how is he qualified to fight me? ”
Gao Xiaofei looked at the fanatical Song Po Society, thinking of the current level of the Song Po Society, he was somewhat relieved, and said, "Yes, Council President, I'll do it." ”
It wasn't until Gao Xiaofei left the elevator that Song Puhui calmed down and clenched his fists: "Once Zhou Zheng is killed, it will be impossible for anyone in the Asian region to dare to stand up against me Song Puhui, and the position of the council leader will be as stable as Mount Tai." ”
"Zhou Zheng, you must die !!"
……
"Groaning ......"
In the sky above the Central Capital, the beast's roar resounded through every street in the entire Central Capital. Huge behemoths streak across the sky above the Central Capital, casting a huge shadow. The hideous face once again came into everyone's eyes.
The overwhelming and powerful beast breath made everyone in the Central Capital have a sense of trembling.
The behemoth hovered in the air above the central capital, like a returning king, looking down on a city of tens of millions of people.
"Oh my God, it's a behemoth."
"It's a giant beast, it's Zhou Zheng's giant beast."
"Impossible, wasn't the giant beast turned to ashes along with Zhou Zheng, why would it still appear here?"
Street below.
Countless people looked up at the sky, staring at the giant beast that flapped its wings and let out a burst of discussions. Who doesn't know about Zhou Zheng's death? The video of Zhou Zheng's death, almost everyone has seen it, and the tragic death has made countless people angry.
But why is the giant beast that has died here, isn't the giant beast dead?
Some fast martial artists have already taken out their binoculars.
After a while, the breathing of the warriors became rapid: "Zhou Zheng, Zhou Zheng, it's Zhou Zheng." ”
As more and more warriors discovered Zhou Zheng riding on the back of the giant beast, they all erupted in bursts of exclamations. They couldn't believe that Zhou Zheng, who had died, still appeared alive in front of them, appearing in the sky above the central capital with a kind of momentum that reigned over the world.
"Zhou Zheng is not dead."
"Zhou Zheng is still alive."
This news has spread to every corner of the central capital in an instant, and even some communications have quickly spread the news to various settlements in Asia, and even to the world. After all, this news was too shocking, no less than the deaths of George and Auston.
The shadow cast by the behemoth enveloped a large area.
The martial artists in this area felt more and more the strong beast power emitted by the giant beast, which made them feel a certain sense of unease: "The giant beast is more powerful than before. "It's like an illusion, but let every warrior know that this feeling is not wrong.
"Whew!"
The levitating beast finally moved, and with a retraction of its massive flesh wings, it swooped down towards the city below.
The terrifying air currents swept by, and the giant beast forcibly restrained the inertia of the swoop on the street, and then relied on the strong lifting force to drive its huge body to sweep over the street, startling the people below to let out bursts of screams.
It was only now that Zhou Zheng's face came into their eyes, which made them completely believe that Zhou Zheng was still alive.
"Groan!"
The roar of the beast with star power, where it passed, shook everyone's eardrums, but under the control of the giant beast, it did not shatter the glass of the building.
In the flying, the giant beast soared into the sky again, taking off into the air.
Once again, the behemoth hovered over the central capital, looking down on the city.
"I'm back."
Standing on the back of the giant beast, Zhou Zheng condensed his star power and roared. Under the transmission of star power, Zhou Zheng's voice spread to every corner of the central capital. People who hear Zhou Zheng's voice, some are happy, some are sad, and there are completely two mentalities.
However, Zhou Zheng quickly frowned, because in the military airport of the central capital, hundreds of black shadows appeared, and a huge engine roar sounded.
"Hehe, you want to give me a dismount?"
At this moment, Zhou Zheng smiled.
Almost in the next moment, more than a dozen kilometers away, there was a mysterious sound, as if something was being discharged at high speed.
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