Divine Punishment is a killer organization belonging to the Chinese think tanks. Divine Punishment is the sharp weapon that the Chinese think tanks have been able to survive in such a big environment for such a long time. This is something Yan Fenghuo could not have imagined. Not only he could not think of it, but probably no one would have thought of the relationship between the Chinese think tanks and Divine Punishment.
relationship.
Looking at Yan Fenghuo's livid cheeks, Xiao He picked up the apple in his hand, as if he wanted to hand it out, but also seemed unwilling to hand it out, as if he was in a dilemma whether to hand it over or not.
"Huh..." Yan Fenghuo exhaled heavily, trying to calm down the turmoil caused by divine punishment in his heart. He unclenched his fist and asked in a deep voice: "Since you have divine punishment, why do you still use us when dealing with Yamato's brain tank?"
To deal with the Yamato think tank, it was the cooperation between the Chinese think tank and the country after it completed its transfer to the country. Yan Fenghuo, Lei Xiao, Zhao Hongqi and others went to Japan on a mission. When Xiao He said that Divine Punishment was their organization, Yan Fenghuo immediately had
A feeling of being cheated.
In fact... Yan Fenghuo would always feel deceived when facing Xiao He. Xiao He's scheming was too deep. When you feel that he is one of your own, you will find that he is just using you; when you think because of anger,
When you want to kill him, you find that his behavior makes you unable to do it because he will consider you and really help you.
This person is so good at playing with people's hearts. He can play with a person to the point of applause, making it impossible for you to escape and untie him. Of course, you must be qualified to be played with by him.
It's like meeting a person who helps you wholeheartedly, but in the end you find out that this person is just using you. When you aggressively come forward to ask for an explanation, you strangely find that this person who used you saved you.
life.
When this happens, I'm afraid anyone's psychology will be extremely contradictory. Yan Fenghuo often encountered this kind of contradiction when he was with Xiao He.
"We have to look at China's attitude, haha." Xiao He said with a smile: "The Chinese think tank is a think tank that belongs to the Chinese, not mine alone, and not China's. It is independent and free, and is not controlled by any country or race.
Controlled. The Yamato think tank is simply vulnerable to the Chinese think tanks. If I want to destroy them, it is very simple. But I cannot do that. The development of anything must have a good ecological environment, and a good ecological environment must have
Cruel competition. Peacocks need experience, and Chinese think tanks need to go from comfort to wind and rain. This is a baptism that can make Chinese think tanks stronger. This is the final evolution of competition, and I will not stop this evolution process, and it just so happens that China has
More sincere.”
Xiao He talked eloquently, and from his eloquent talk, Yan Fenghuo once again lost Xiao He in front of him. In his opinion, Xiao He should be a fictional person, and everything he did was not a simple one.
One thing, every thing you do hides another thing or many things.
To put it simply, Xiao He is hard to see through, at least from the perspective of Yan Fenghuo.
"Who killed Zhang Chaoyang?" Yan Fenghuo stared at Xiao He.
"Is it necessary to know?" Xiao He sighed, shook his head and said: "That was a manslaughter. Divine Punishment does not want to kill any Chinese. Because every Chinese is Chinese, and every Chinese may become
A member of the Chinese think tank.”
"Who killed Zhang Chaoyang!" Veins popped up on Yan Fenghuo's face and neck, and he roared like a wild beast.
Zhang Chaoyang is the legendary instructor of Blood Fox. He was sniped on the Sino-Vietnamese border and his whole head was beaten to pieces. Every Blood Fox person has the right and obligation to avenge Zhang Chaoyang, if not for anything else, just because Zhang Chaoyang can turn his own
Dedicate everything to the country and the people, and dedicate your life to the army.
This is a personality charm that is enough to be respected by anyone. Zhang Chaoyang is a real soldier, a real soldier who throws his life away for the motherland.
Looking at Yan Fenghuo's furious face and listening to the roar of the wild beast, Xiao He said lightly: "Even if I tell you, can you avenge Zhang Chaoyang? I know your current physical condition very well, and you must know better than me. Zhang Chaoyang
I regret the sacrifice, but..."
"Bang!"
"Wow..."
Yan Fenghuo stood up suddenly and slapped the glass tabletop hard. The glass table could not withstand the strong force and became shattered. Countless glass beads scattered on the ground and rolled towards the swimming pool.
"I don't understand your world, and I don't want to fucking understand your world!" Yan Fenghuo roared with a burst of anger: "I know that Zhang Chaoyang is the person I respect the most. I only know that Zhang Chaoyang gave up his last breath for my motherland.
A drop of blood! You don’t understand this at all, and neither do your Chinese think tanks. Because you are just a group of homeless people who can’t find their roots. You are just a group of homeless, miserable beggars! I, Yan Fenghuo, am afraid of death.
, but I, Yan Fenghuo, have never been afraid of death! You can kill me effortlessly now, but you will die miserably one day! You never know how sad you are. Remember, you are just one
A homeless person doesn’t know who he is fighting for. But I, Yan Fenghuo, know from beginning to end that I am fighting for the People’s Republic of China, for my motherland, for my 9.6 million square kilometers and more than one billion brothers and sisters.
war!!!"
This is Yan Fenghuo's venting of endurance to the limit. Even if he may be killed by Xiao He at any time now, he must curse him out loudly. If he can't fight happily before dying, then he must curse loudly and loudly.
Talk about his heart, scold him at the weakest place in his heart!
Sure enough, Xiao He's face changed and became extremely ugly under Yan Fenghuo's scolding. They are Chinese think tanks, the best think tanks in the world, and every country wants to cooperate with them. But they have no home, it is true.
They have no home, just like Yan Fenghuo said, they are wandering, just a group of homeless poor people.
"Two choices!" Xiao He stood up, stretched out two fingers and shouted at Yan Fenghuo for the first time: "First, take over the Divine Punishment organization; second, accept the pursuit of Divine Punishment. I have given you enough opportunities.
Now is the last chance!"
Xiao He was angry, angry for the first time.
But his anger was nothing in Yan Fenghuo's eyes. After living so long, Yan Fenghuo was afraid of his mother's anger, and no one else's anger would make him afraid.
"There is a third option." Yan Fenghuo stretched his neck like a lion inspecting its inevitable prey, and said to the angry Xiao He: "I will destroy God's Punishment, completely!"
"Hahahaha..." Xiao He laughed. This is probably one of the best jokes in this century.
A person said in front of him that he wanted to destroy God's Punishment. What a mindless statement. It makes people laugh. What is God's Punishment? God's Punishment is the world's number one killer. Their members
Hidden all over the world, just looking for these people is not something one person can do!
Yan Fenghuo also smiled, a cold and faint smile, like a grinning fox, and it was a bloody fox covered in blood!
Yan Feng smiled, but Xiao He stopped laughing.
He suddenly realized who the person standing in front of him was. He was Yan Fenghuo.
There is nothing special about the word Yan Fenghuo, but Yan Fenghuo is extremely special. Xiao He can despise everyone, but he will not despise the people he has always liked. He believes in his own vision, but in fact what Yan Fenghuo did
Everything really verified his vision.
"The person who killed Zhang Chaoyang is right here." Xiao He stared at Yan Fenghuo coldly, narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you sure you really want to do this?"
"I'm sure." Yan Fenghuo bared his teeth and said fiercely: "I'm sure about my third choice!"
Xiao He stared at Yan Fenghuo for a long time and nodded: "You want to know who killed Zhang Chaoyang, okay, I'll give you a chance."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao He slowly turned around and looked at the European-style manor entrance.
The door opened and an ordinary woman walked out.
The moment he saw this woman, Yan Fenghuo was petrified: How could it be her, how could it be her...