Seeing the old man asking, Weisheng Ziyang nodded to the other party quickly, and then explained to Duan Fei: "This is the organization elder, Mr. Qi Yanfeng, Mr. Qi, Mr. Yin Le, Mr. Yin Yin, the one in front of you is Fengyu Kingdom, Mr. Feng."

Duan Fei nodded to the old men, but did not speak.

In fact, just as he stepped into this room, he felt a sense of pressure, a slight pressure, not too big but boundless!

This is something he has never experienced before. Perhaps only he felt when he faced the giant palm of the demon god.

But he was not afraid, because although the other party was vast, he was not bad either!

"interesting!"

Seeing Duan Fei neither humble nor arrogant, Qi Yanfeng smiled and pressed a chess piece: "General!"

Yin Lebai, who was opposite him, frowned: "Lao Qi, you can't do anything wrong. Why did this car turn out in a corner?"

"Why, who said the car can't turn?"

The two old men started to quarrel.

Feng Yuguo laughed and said to Duan Fei: "No need to pay attention to the two old things, they are all confused."

Then he and Duan Fei were talking in unison, all of which were trivial matters. They chatted for half an hour. Qi Yanfeng and Yin Lebai had finished playing two games of chess. Duan Fei was also a little impatient, but Feng Yuguo still smiled.

"Do you think time passes very slowly?" he asked Duan Fei.

Duan Fei was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"If you think something is faster, the better, and maybe the slower, the better, it may save your life and your friends!" Feng Yuguo said with a smile, as if a kind old man was looking at his beloved grandson.

baffling!

Although he was puzzled, Duan Fei still maintained enough respect and nodded, "I've been taught."

After another half an hour of boring conversation, Duan Fei and Wei Sheng Ziyang were able to say goodbye and leave.

As soon as Duan Fei and the others left, Qi Yanfeng and Yin Lebai immediately put away their cynical expressions, stood in front of the window and watched Duan Fei and Wei Sheng Ziyang leaving, and then asked Feng Yuguo: "Lao Feng, have you confirmed?"

"Yes, it's him!"

Feng Yuguo's face was filled with a bright smile: "I was not sure at first, but now I am 100% sure that this person is the son of Chaos Destiny. In the future, the fate of China and even the entire human race will be entrusted to him."

"I'm doing this divine again!"

Qi Yanfeng curled his lips disdainfully: "You said that his origin is mysterious, and I believe it is weird and powerful, but what son of fate is confused by fortune telling? "

Yin Lebai also nodded slightly.

"You two can only fight and kill, you know what a fuck!"

Feng Yuguo looked completely like a summer insect that could not speak Bing, and said to himself: "I have never seen anyone. That night when Zi Yang talked about Duan Fei, my spiritual sense was sensed, and then he divined that he was an unpredictable person."

"So you can't wait to let Ziyang pull the boy into the organization, and you don't even leave the basic review procedures, so you are not afraid of bringing disaster to the organization?" Yin Lebai asked with a frown.

"Don't worry!"

Feng Yuguo smiled slightly: "I just used one year's life to calculate, and this person has the power to fuel our China!"

"Life-year?"

Qi Yanfeng was stunned: "Old guy, you have less than three years of life left, right? Is it so wasteful?"

"It's worth leaving a talent for China for one year!" Feng Yuguo laughed, but his eyes were filled with joy.

Duan Fei didn't know about this scene in the Guardian Headquarters. At this time, he was listening to Weisheng Ziyang explaining the organizational structure of the Guardian of China.

In general, the organization of the Chinese Guardians is very chaotic and simple.

The entire organization can be roughly divided into two levels, and the lower level is a battle group led by some elite children, which is specifically targeted at demon-demonics or ordinary people from all over the world. These battle groups are divided into the eight-class alliance and the recruiter.

The combat teams of the Eight-Classic Alliance are basically composed of children of the Eight-Classic. Their strengths are uneven, but the organization has unified orders and their combat effectiveness is generally strong.

The recruiters are high-level strong men selected across the country. Although these people are generally stronger than the children of the Eighth League, they have different ideas. When they are in battle, they have their own ulterior motives and their combat power fluctuates.

Moreover, recently, the country has shown signs of putting its hands into the Chinese Guardians, and many combat teams composed of recruiters have been recruited by the country.

The structure of the upper level of the Chinese Guardian is even simpler. As long as the talent of the Eight-Class Alliance reaches the level of level, or the Golden Level, they will naturally become elders, thus breaking away from the combat group and becoming a superior clan.

These elders do not easily participate in the battle, and only some big troubles that cannot be solved will work for them.

The same is true for recruiters. However, once their strength reaches the level or gold level, they will be hired by the state for high salaries, or serve as a guest of honor for political leaders, or become invisible power behind the scenes, and are also arrogant.

"It's so messy!"

Duan Fei couldn't help but complain.

"It's quite messy!"

Weisheng Ziyang also directly admitted: "But everyone has a wish, that is, to ensure the peace and tranquility of China and the stable development of mankind. As long as you grasp this point, no matter how chaotic it is, it will be orderly."

Duan Fei nodded slightly.

Regardless of whether the idea of ​​micro-generating purple yang is secondary or not, it is good to make a point.

Suddenly, Weisheng Ziyang's phone call was ready. After answering, he umbrella a few times, and then said to Duan Fei: "Your identity certificate has been prepared and has been sent to Ziyue. Let's go back quickly."

Duan Fei smiled indifferently and didn't care too much.

For him, strength is better than anything else, and identity is not set off by strength, that is a bubble.

The car stopped in front of Weisheng Ziyue's villa. After entering, Aunt Liu handed Weisheng Ziyang an exquisite box.

"Open it, this is the identity certificate." Weisheng Ziyang said with a smile.

Duan Fei opened the box and saw a jadeite plaque the size of a palm inside.

When I picked it up, the jade plaque looked like a shield, with the ancient word "Hua" on the front and some mysterious talismans on the back.

"This jade tag has certain identity recognition capabilities and can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse the wearer's body. In short, it has endless magical uses, and Brother Duan will know it slowly." Weisheng Ziyang said with a smile.

Duan Fei nodded and closed his head, not showing any excitement.

This made Weisheng Ziyang somewhat disappointed. He originally thought Duan Fei would take a look at least twice more.

The two chatted for a few more times. Just as Weisheng Ziyang was about to leave, they suddenly patted their heads, as if they suddenly remembered something and asked, "Brother Duan, have you offended the Light Court?"

Duan Fei was stunned: "The Light Court, it seems, what's wrong?"

"No wonder!"

Weisheng Ziyang frowned and said, "The information I just received this morning, the Referee of Light issued a killing order to you!"

"What?" Duan Fei was shocked.

"Three days ago, the Yin Zheng Department captured a member of the Light Quarter, and was also an outside member. After memory analysis, it was confirmed that his mission was aimed at you, with the purpose of assassinating you and your family!"

Duan Fei's eyebrows gradually stood up.

If it is just targeting him, it is nothing. He will follow it, but targeting his family and friends, he will definitely not be able to bear it!
Chapter completed!