"Hard work...... You...... Match you, match the best team. All...... Affair...... You're in charge."

"Just two points, as I just said, and...... I'll show you......"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Thirty...... Five, five days! ...... today too Count!"

"Ahem, ahem, I'll leave my life to you......

After saying it intermittently, the old man kept coughing violently, and directly coughed out the oxygen tank.

Then, a mouthful of dark red and brown blood foam sprayed all over the ground. Along with the medicine that had just been swallowed, the medicine was spit out.

This blood, impartial, was sprayed on Xu Zheng's leather boots worth tens of thousands.

At that moment, Xu Zheng was ***, looking down at his filthy pants and leather boots, crying or laughing.

After vomiting blood, the old man looked like gold paper, his eyes were closed, and even if he changed to an oxygen mask, only a faint mist flashed.

When this scene came out, countless people burst into tears.

Difficulty turned his head to look at Xu Zheng, and the old man, who was already speechless, nodded his finger lightly.

The man in the trench coat immediately saluted and took off the briefcase from the extra old man.

After turning around and carrying Xu Zheng's collar to detour to the car, he pulled out an A4 piece of paper from his briefcase and handed it to Xu Zheng.

Xu Zheng took the A4 paper and only glanced at it, and his body began to crackle, and he was almost about to kneel.

The man in the trench coat withdrew the A4 paper expressionlessly, and shouted out a sentence: "No. Jiawu ......"

Xu Zheng immediately tore off the oxygen mask and stood up straight in the cold wind like a steel knife scraping bones: "Here!"

"Repeat the secrecy ordinance!"

"Yes!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded, and many more were even more frightened.

At this moment, even Zhuang Chihua showed a solemnity and solemnity that he had never seen before.

When Xu Zheng came back after reciting the confidentiality regulations, his whole person looked like he had just been fished out of the water, his hair was soaked and sweating.

When passing by me, Xu Zheng just glanced at me tremblingly, then put on an oxygen mask and walked into the distance in despair, like a walking corpse.

Everyone at the headquarters witnessed the movie of the century from beginning to end, almost like a myth in a play.

At this moment, the man in the trench coat walked back to the extra old one, put the A4 paper back in the briefcase under the gaze of the extra old one, and hung the briefcase on the chest of the extra old one.

At this moment, countless eyes stared at the briefcase in unison, and their minds exploded.

Everyone's imagination couldn't guess what was written on that thin A4 paper, so that a heaven-level giant like the elder one had to carry it with him.

It scared Xu Zheng even more.

I have heard of the grievances between me and the Long family, as well as the polar bears.

Xu Zheng came with Long Guangyao's Shang Fang Sword this time.

The A4 paper of the old man not only killed Xu Zheng, but also interrupted Long Guangyao's Shang Fang sword.

So!

What is recorded on that A4 paper?

What kind of content and tasks do you need to risk death with a heaven-level giant like the old man to go to the plateau with illness and personally deliver it to me?

Quietly, countless people silently locked their eyes on me, and their eyes were full of horror and fear.

This big drama that wants to catch me and kill me also disappeared with the thin A4 paper of the old one.

The old one comes and goes quickly. After the task was delivered, the old man was carried into the car and rushed away with his whole body fixed.

Looking at the bumpy convoy, the miserable face and the body of the old man with his life hanging by a thread appeared in front of me, and I looked up at the sky where the ink clouds were rolling.

There was only one thought in mind.

One day, Lao Tzu will personally drive a trainer plane and helicopter fighter jet to land on this land!

Within 10 years!

It will be done!

The night is like a black roller door, slow

Slow fall.

The whole world has returned to calm.

The induction solar lanterns are lit up as promised, reflecting the bright stars in the night sky.

The reserve was gone, taking the wounded and the evidence with them.

The eldest one is also gone.

I was standing again where I had been escorted to the car.

The end is back to square one, leaving only the stories that the people in the headquarters can boast about for a lifetime, and the embarrassment all over the ground.

And.

A regret that can never be remedied!

A bonfire is lit to drive away the cold of Hoh Xili.

The pressure cooker's vents let out an angry howl, and a pot of fresh food from the mainland emanated an enticing fragrance.

The guides and employees stationed at the headquarters on the snowy plateau sang a warm toast, and the roaring bonfire reflected everyone's faces.

The drunken Mongolian girl with a blushing face struggled forward, swayed into the circle, accompanied by fire, starlight as a lamp, dancing in the wind, and killing all directions.

After a while, the Mongolian girl pulled up Zhuang Chihua, who was applauding, with both hands, and couldn't help but say that she was going to drag her into the room.

Zhuang Chihua smiled naturally with a red face, pinched the Mongolian girl fiercely and scolded the dead girl.

The Mongolian girl was half frightened and woke up, and she flew back, but she turned her watery eyes to the old man Zhan, and couldn't help but drag him into the fire.

In the cheers of the mountains and tsunamis, Old Man Zhan changed his previous shy and low-key attitude, and generously took the Mongolian girl's arm and jumped up the pot.

The shadows of the fire are stacked, the shadows of the people are building, the ancient and the modern collide, and they are full of vitality.

Suddenly, there was a melodious and gentle harmonica sound in the night sky.

One of the oldest, haunting and saddest friendships floats in the sky for a long time, and it will not be separated for a long time.

On the dam of the stepped courtyard, Zhang Chaoge was lying on the cold channel steel railing with one leg, and his big hands were holding the small harmonica, and he kept blowing with his eyes closed.

Winnie got up leisurely and strolled affectionately towards Xu Zheng, who looked dazed.

Xu Zheng, who was tortured by the high anti-torture and secrecy regulations, was flattered and bravely wore an oxygen bag on his back and led Winnie into the dance arena, dancing the long-forgotten slow four.

In the next second, Zhang Jiangtao also stood up, came to Xue Yu, bowed politely, and stretched out his right hand.

Xue Yu was smiling, and her noble hand was like the softest ribbon softly on Zhang Jiangtao's hand, and she strolled into the dance hall.

A minute later, Aaron stood in front of Zhuang Chihua and bent deeply.