MTL - The Correct Way of Face-Slapping in Transmigration-Chapter 127 7.13 Slap the eternal redeemer

"Brother Zhou, He Bohan, they're off again."

Chen Peng reported to Zhou Fanhui standing by the window with a low expression. Everyone is a team of psionicists, but He Baihan's team's reputation at the base far exceeds them. In the glory of that team, even if they are considered very good, they are dull and dim.

Existing student He Shengliang. Every time he performs a base mission, he can't help but have such an idea.

The c base is the largest survivor base in the last days. When they arrived here safely, they were really crying. Here let them see the scenes before the end of the world again, neat and clean streets, people with rosy faces, and even beautiful flowers on both sides of the street.

They didn't know how long it hadn't breathed such fresh air, and they saw humans with hope instead of despair on their faces.

Everyday, people waiting in line outside the base c are very crowded. Thanks to the identity of the young master Song Ziqing of the Song family, they have the privilege of entering the base in advance. It was also when they arrived at the C base that they really felt that the weight of Song Ziqing's identity was in the end.

Father Song is the founder of the base, and Song Ziqing is the young owner of the base.

When he appeared in front of the soldiers guarding the base, he received extremely respectful greetings and hospitality. And their fellow travellers, without any effort, have a place at the base.

Song Ziqing changed a lot along the way, becoming more approachable and also converging his original aggressive personality. The grievances between them have long since disappeared.

"Zhou Fan, Dad asked you to come and talk about something." Before Zhou Fan had responded to Chen Peng, Song Ziqing walked in from outside, his face was a bit ugly.

Zhou Fan looked at him and asked with concern, "What's going on? Is your body uncomfortable?"

Song Ziqing shook his head, leaning his lips and leaning against Zhou Fan's chest. He now trembles every day, for fear of being seen as something wrong.

"Just got scolded by my elder brother for no reason."

Brother Song is the successor chosen by Song ’s father, and was born by a soldier. He made a little mistake today, and he couldn't lift his head for reprimand, still in front of everyone.

He couldn't help wondering if Song Zihe had noticed anything, so he would not sacrifice him so much, thinking about the Fa every day would embarrass him.

Zhou Fan's deep eyes flickered slightly, stroking Song Ziqing's head gently and whispering, "You can bear it, after all, he is the future leader of the base."

In front of Song Ziqing, he has never shown his extreme desire for power, and has always been a gentle and considerate boyfriend.

However, since they arrived at the base, he discovered something very strange. The son of the Song family, Song Zihe, and Song Ziqing's feelings are not as profound as Song Ziqing once told him. The man's eyes toward Song Ziqing are not petting, but often with scrutiny.

During these months, he could hear Song Ziqing's complaints almost every day. This allowed him to see an opportunity, an opportunity to replace Song Zihe, as long as Song Ziqing was willing to cooperate with him.

Chen Peng, who hasn't left yet, seems to be very good and respectful of Song Zihe's senses, so he couldn't help but say a few words, "Your brother must have his reason, you should reflect on what you did wrong there. "

Song Ziqing glanced at him impatiently and said softly, "Are you going to do nothing?"

Maybe for this group of people, he chose the wrong way. He is now the young master of the Song family, and there is no need to get along with them on an equal basis.

"It's still something." Chen Peng smiled awkwardly, glancing at Zhou Fan and said, "Brother Zhou, I'll go now."

After the Chen Peng people went away, Song Ziqing looked up at Zhou Fan, and said slightly slightly unhappy, "I think Chen Peng is increasingly disrespectful to me."

Zhou Fan did not want to discuss this issue with him, so he said sloppily, "I will talk about him later." He is more concerned about another matter now.

He asked in a serious tone, "What's wrong with Uncle Song?"

Song Zizheng corrected his thoughts and thought back, "I'm not clear about the specifics, it's related to the powers team. You know, there are many power teams in the base now, and my father probably wants to integrate these teams In the eyes of Father Song, he is a small child, and Father Song rarely talks to him about the base.

Zhou Fan nodded, his eyes narrowed.

"Cough, boss." The big tall man coughed twice, walked to He Bohan, and touched his nose. "The brothers just criticized Zhuo Yeye for a while, so you don't get angry."

You can't blame them, it is really amazing what Zhuo Yeye did along the way. Every day he was thinking that he was the young master of the Song family, indulgent and difficult to serve.

It is probably frightened by the mutated zombies, not even knowing their own identity.

auzw.com After finding the boss that night, the mutated vines and monsters have also been killed. They thought they could sleep at least peacefully. As a result, I was not relieved for a few minutes, and I encountered another mutant zombie. Fuck, it was so fast that it seemed to fly, and a snoring sound came to them.

Those scary blood-red eyes can not help but feel soft under the feet, but fortunately they have been through hundreds of battles and can cope. At this moment, the young master of the Song family and Zhuo Yeye didn't know what rushed over suddenly.

It's useless, you have to be hard-headed. In the last days, you have to rely on strength to speak. If you don't have the patience, you can just hide and don't let them. Especially that Zhuo Yeye rushed forward like life. Had it not been for the boss's affection, and forcing his exhaustion to bring him back, he would have become a zombie meal.

Who would have thought that this brain-impaired goods woke up as soon as they woke up, madly fighting with the young Master Song. Later, the situation became even more intensive.

On the way, they were really fed up with this matter. To be honest, when watching Zhuo Yeye was dragged into the zombies, they were relieved.

Besides, when the boss also rushed in.

However, after that time their boss's life-saving grace was completely returned. Everyone finally cleared up.

"Boss, seriously, I think you have changed a lot in the past few months, and even Eleven has begun to fear you. You know, he has always been the closest to you"

The big tall voice was very low. He tilted his head to look at the expressionless He Bohan, and then said, "If there is anything in your heart, let me tell you. Every day you do, brothers look uncomfortable . "

He Bohan's footsteps paused, his eyes glanced at him lightly, and then he looked up into the air. There are some things that only he understands, and some sufferings that only he can bear. He waited for months and months, and sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if there was such a soul.

If he can give up, he can no longer look forward to it, maybe he won't feel so painful in his heart, and he won't think that living is a kind of torture. But he had no choice, and whoever told them to meet like this.

"Speed ​​up, urging over there." For a while, He Bohan still chose to remain silent.

"You mean, I was sent by He Baihan for an experiment?" Gu Yunxi murmured in Wu Tiancong's ears in an incredibly low voice.

The tall man was bitter, and struggled a few times, still he did not break away from Gu Yunxi's restraint. He made it clear what happened, how could this man still have such a strong hand.

He's uncomfortable, okay.

"You let go of the professor!" Seeing Wu Tiancong's face became more and more ugly, the people in the laboratory couldn't help it. "Professor, hold on for a while, the team of powerists will be here soon!"

Wu Tiancong rolled his eyes and said that his men were a group of high scores and low energy. Shouting so loudly, isn't it to prepare people in advance!

"Sleeping beauty, discuss it, you loose me, I won't let anyone hurt you."

Gu Yunxi frowned slightly, eyes narrowed, and sneered, "Pay attention to your words. I don't like the name very much."

"Okay. Let's talk about Experiment No. 1." As soon as the man's voice fell, he suddenly made a groan, his face twisted over his belly.

The crowd was panicking. When they saw Wu Tiancong's painful expression, and then looked at Yunxi's murderous look, he was even more frightened, and shouted sharply, "Professor is the hope of human beings, you can't hurt him!"

Their professors are a little bit ridiculous, but few people in the professional field can compare with him. An end-of-life vaccine will most likely be born from this person.

"Professor, it's all this time, don't you stop arguing about it ?!" Everyone was caught in the gate of life, and he found fault for himself. They usually respected him and didn't talk about it in their hearts, but when this person was talking, people really couldn't help but wanted to pump him.

Gu Yunxi's eyes became very dark, he closed his eyes and relaxed his strength slightly. For a moment, he really wanted to kill Professor Wu, but that was not his true idea.

"Let them all exit and close the lab. I will talk to you alone."

Breathing was smooth, Wu Tiancong was relieved. He waved his hand, and regardless of their unwilling look, ordered them to leave the laboratory.

He is not afraid of death, but tells him intuitively that this person will not kill him at all.

"Well, they're all gone. What do you want to say?" He paused, pointed to Gu Yunxi's hand still on his neck, and asked with a smile, "Can you let me go, I promise I won't It won't hurt you if you run. "

Wu Tiancong raised his hand, his expression was very sincere. It is impossible for him to be willing to hurt this person, even if it is impossible, no one is willing to destroy his masterpiece.

Gu Yunxi ignored the man's hippie smile and took off his gown and put it on himself. He doesn't have the habit of being naked.

After being neatly dressed, the handsome man approached Wu Tiancong slowly, and looked up and down on him for a long time. "You are also a power, why didn't you just attack me?" This person felt that he was not a power, He is a very powerful ability.

Wu Tiancong touched his head and smiled twice, and a cluster of golden flames condensed at his fingertips, "Because you are special. You are the first sober person in all my experimental products, and I can't bear to hurt you."