Super Special Forces King

But why haven't they appeared yet?

Don't they even care about such a big thing now? Or is it that they have long been ignorant of world affairs?

I think they are the mighty powers of the hidden world. If they were in this world, they would have been destroyed.

I don’t want them to rely on the world to serve the rulers and become tools.

"Lunatic, don't think too much, they will naturally appear when they should appear, and the worst result will not happen!" The dancer said, "We will do what we can do by ourselves!"

"Yes, that's why I asked you to come back. There is nothing wrong with you. If you don't come back and help me, I am a wounded now!" Zhang Feng said.

"Shit wounded, do you look like a wounded now? You are the wounded in a wheelchair? You are going to be the handyman!"

"Am I that kind of person? Why is your mind so dirty!"

"Okay, you're good, what do you want me to do, cow or horse?"

"Can it be a pig?"

"Why don't you talk about dogs?"

"That's fine too!"

"Fuck, I'm going to find Secretary Jiang!"

"I tell you not to bully her!"

"This is her personal business, do you even have to take care of the employees' personal affairs?"

"..."

Zhang Feng couldn't say anything, and shook his head helplessly. Zhang Feng's thoughts returned to what the dancer said just now.

What a secret thing he hadn't heard of before. Ask the old beggar if he would know. The dancer knew it from there.

You have to call and ask.

"Old guy, if you haven't answered the phone for so long, don't you want to answer my call?"

It took a long time for the old beggar to answer, and Zhang Feng was a little annoyed.

"I'm busy, I have something to say!" said the old beggar.

"Ask you, Mo, does it still exist?" Zhang Feng asked.

The old beggar failed to react at once: "What can't you touch me!"

"It's not that Mo doesn't touch it, but Mo, the Mo family..."

The old beggar was silent for a while and said, "Who told you?"

The tone was heavy.

"Don't worry about how I knew it, I'll just ask if there is this!" Zhang Feng said.

"Don't ask this in the future, is there anything else?"

"No more!"

The old beggar hung up the phone.

"old man……"

Zhang Feng was obviously upset when he dropped the phone on the table. This old guy must have known about it, otherwise he would not be so taboo.

Didn't he obviously increase Zhang Feng's curiosity about this matter?

It's obviously intentional.

He is the only one who knows this now, so I will ask another day.

No, there is one more person!

Thinking that Zhang Feng would go home and ask, Secretary Jiang came over when he reached the door.

"President Zhang, do you want to go out?" Secretary Jiang asked.

"Yes, go home first, what's the matter?"

Secretary Jiang lowered his head and said shyly: "I think, I want to get off work early!"

"Yes, there is no problem at all, your time is free, you can arrange your own follow-up!"

Zhang Feng was surprised. Secretary Jiang had never had such a situation before. She lived in the company and had no concept of going to work and leaving get off work.

"Thank you, President Zhang!" Secretary Jiang said.

"It's okay, just call me if you need help, if someone bullies you!" Zhang Feng said.

"Yes, thank you President Zhang!"

"Go!"

"Yes!"

The choreographer is indeed amazing, Zhang Feng couldn't help but admire him, and only made a call to get Secretary Jiang to leave work early.

As for how to do it, Zhang Feng wanted to care about it. The dancer was right, it was her personal business.

Since it was a private matter, Zhang Feng couldn't manage it.

At the gate, Zhang Feng asked the security guard to drive him back. When approaching the compound, he got down and drove back in his wheelchair. The company's car could not get into the compound.

When they got home, they were very surprised to see Zhang Feng coming back at this time. It was not yet noon, and it was not dinner, and he came back by himself.

Yun Qian is busy in the hospital.

"Zhang Feng, why are you back?" Xu Qiuping asked when she came up.

Zhang Feng said: "Come back and ask Emiko if you have something to do."

"Oh, she's in the room! I'll get her down!"

Xu Qiuping could see that there seemed to be a major event, otherwise why would Zhang Feng come back?

"No, I'll go up!"

Zhang Feng's wheelchair can go up the stairs and is very convenient. There is no safety hazard and it is very technological.

When I entered Emiko's room, I saw her wiping her gleaming long knife in the room, which didn't match her feminine appearance at all.

"Fine, are you back?" Emiko put her long sword into its sheath.

"Huh!" Zhang Feng said to her, "Ask one thing, do you know Mo?"

"Mo?" Emiko also failed to react.

Zhang Feng said, "It's our ancient Mohist school!"

Emiko's expression was surprised and nervous, and Zhang Feng knew the right person to ask.

Then Emiko nodded.

...

Although the old beggar was very busy at this time, he hadn't been busy with the things right after he answered Zhang Feng's call, so he left it to the people below to do it, and he thought about things in the room.

Things that happened decades ago flashed in my mind scene by scene, so clear, as if they just happened yesterday, but they have long since been wrong.

The things that should have been forgotten for a long time are now being brought up again. Is this good or bad?

The old beggar thought for a while, and let's talk to them.

He drove to the small farmyard in the suburbs. In the yard, he saw an old man trimming the flowers and plants. He raised his eyes and saw the old beggar and said: "It's just time to come, Dashan is cooking in it, and there is good wine today!"

When the old beggar walked in and was about to speak, General Wan said it first.

Good wine?

Then drink the bar first, and don't rush for that moment.

The old beggar hasn't come here for a long time to eat. Zhang Dashan is good at cooking, and a good man will do everything well.

"Gusu, are you just for the chrysanthemum meeting today?" General Wan said over a drink.

The old beggar said: "Yes and no!"

General Wan was puzzled. The biggest thing on Gusu's side right now is this. Could there be more important things to force?

"We all dealt with them back then. These people are cruel and very principled. It is difficult to get rid of them when they are targeted. Either kill them or be killed!" General Wan said.

The old beggar did not reply to General Wan’s words, but Zhang Dashan, who seemed to have been silent all the time. This is his standard configuration. Those who can not speak will never say it. The temperament that has been cultivated in the enemy's rear for years cannot be changed. .

"Dashan, has Murong Dasen come to you?"

The old beggar said such a person, and both of them stopped their movements, as if this person had a big taboo.

Zhang Dashan shook his head.

"Today Xiaofeng asked me about the Mo family!" the old beggar continued.

The two of them put down their glasses and were silent.