Calamity Game: Cleanup Man?no i'm the villain

Now that Mr. Zhou had given a deadline, Yan Feichen naturally knew how to deal with it.

The one-stop machine wine can be ordered directly within 10 minutes.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Feichen stopped a car on the side of the road and asked the other party to take him to Liangdu Airport.

At the same time, Yan Feichen's cell phone also received a message.

"What is the relationship between you and Mr. Zhou?"

The number that sent this message was encrypted, even if Yan Feichen found someone, it would be difficult to lock it in reverse.

But he could more or less guess who would send him a text message at this time - the fourth-tier trade union that chased him down.

Because the other party had an irreconcilable conflict with himself, he came to ask about his relationship with the old man immediately after old man Zhou spoke.

According to Mr. Zhou's wishes, he helped himself settle the pursuit in the real world, but he didn't care about the disaster space.

Such an attitude is worth pondering.

Naturally, Yan Feichen would not tell the other party about his relationship with the old man in detail, so that the other party will always remain suspicious, so it is the best result to use this relationship to deal with it.

So Yan Feichen replied with two extremely irritating words: "Since the old man can settle the real pursuit for me, what do you think we are related to?"

After sending this message, Yan Feichen didn't receive any text messages until boarding the plane.

And to his surprise, his cockpit was secretly changed and he became a VIP luxury customer directly.

"This efficiency..."

Looking at the well-arranged VIP treatment around him, Yan Feichen's evaluation of Mr. Zhou's strength was raised again.

"Can the fourth-tier trade union be so afraid of the old man... the peak of the fifth rank, or is it... the sixth rank?"

In Yan Feichen's guess, the plane took off.

Four hours later, the plane landed safely, and Yan Feichen arrived at the city where the old man lived, Lingxi.

When leaving the airport, Yan Feichen could not help being pointed at by people around him because of the blood crow on his body.

There was even a man dressed as a rich second generation who came to Yan Feichen and wanted to buy Blood Crow away.

The other party's tone was quite arrogant, but when he met Yan Feichen's cold and murderous expression, he immediately confessed and apologized and left.

"Maybe I should put you in space next time."

Yan Feichen reached out and stroked the Blood Crow's wings. With such a pet, it was really hard not to attract the attention of others.

"Cuck!"

Facing Yan Feichen's remarks, Xue Crow echoed.

Of course, he is unwilling to come to reality with him if he can. He acts as a reconnaissance unit in the disaster game, and he will need it after returning to reality. This is no longer a 996-level squeeze, this is 007!

"You pet, you've been well kept." An extremely familiar voice from Yan Feichen sounded behind him.

An old man with gray hair, wrinkled face, thin body but kind face was standing behind Yan Feichen with a smile.

It was Mr. Zhou, but Yan Feichen didn't notice when he approached him.

"Master, long time no see." Yan Feichen turned around and said respectfully.

"If it didn't happen, you probably would have forgotten about me as an old man."

Looking at the old man again, it was really difficult for Yan Feichen to connect him with a big boss just from his appearance.

Mr. Zhou has a completely different temperament from the survivors he has seen before.

"Before, I was busy with engineering, and then I was troubled by various things. I hope the old man will not blame me."

"Okay, stop talking, I've prepared the wine, come with me."

After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, he walked past Yan Feichen with his hands behind his back.

Watching the back of Mr. Zhou leaving, Yan Feichen simulated it in his mind, and soon he came to an extremely astonishing conclusion.

If he launches an attack now, he can succeed 100% of the time. This boss who shook the fourth-tier union with a phone call is full of flaws at this moment.

But is this really the case?

Following in the footsteps of old man Zhou, Yan Feichen kept rehearsing in his mind, no matter which direction he launched the attack from, he could only get one result: success.

Such a result is too weird.

For a moment, Yan Feichen had a terrifying conjecture that the old man was not defenseless, but because the difference in strength between the two was so huge that he couldn't see the defense of the other party.

In this way, they deduced all the way in their minds, and before they knew it, the two came to a flower and bird market.

Yan Feichen noticed that the people who set up stalls here were all old people, and when they saw Mr. Zhou, they would take the initiative to say hello.

Obviously, Mr. Zhou has lived here for a long time.

Yan Feichen also saw a child coming to the old man, calling for Grandpa Zhou, and begging him for snacks.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Yan Feichen to imagine that the old man who fought in a place like the Disaster Dimension could still maintain such an approachable attitude.

"Come in." Pushing away the house in front of him, Mr. Zhou invited Yan Feichen.

"excuse me."

"Don't bother, but those little dolls who have been watching around, you are bothering the old man..."

At this moment, Yan Feichen felt the killing intent, which made him feel like falling into an ice cellar, and his back was instantly wet with cold sweat, even though the killing intent was not directed at him.

At this moment, Yan Feichen clearly realized the gap between himself and the old man.

"The nagging ones are like annoying flies, Xiaochen, you must never learn from these people in the future, do you understand?"

"Okay, old man."

"That's right, let's go, come and have a drink with me."

Mr. Zhou grabbed Yan Feichen's arm and easily dragged him to the restaurant to sit down.

The wine still smells like the one in my memory, the cheapest liquor in the store at 15 yuan a bottle.

In the few years when he first joined the Howling Group, he was often tortured by this wine.

It's just that for him who is now an infected person, this thing doesn't taste any good.

After drinking for three rounds, Yan Feichen pretended to be a little drunk, and with this fake drunkenness, he asked the question he most wanted to ask along the way.

"Old man... what level are you at now?"