One Man’s Power

'Plain? '

‘I’m afraid you have some serious misunderstanding of this word! '

The corner of Hongye's mouth twitched for the second time, and Tang Hong's sincere sigh sounded in his ears: Ordinary is true, ordinary is blessing, and perhaps mediocrity is the most powerful.

inside the car.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Tang Hong looked at the bustling street scene outside the car window.

'There is a quarrel. '

'Someone is eating. '

'Some people are in a hurry, listening to music for a walk, and even exercising and kissing. '

As the vehicle moved, these scenes receded like flying, but Tang Hong could clearly see them at a glance.

including sound.

No matter how good the sound insulation effect of the car body is, how can it cover the extraordinary senses. Vision and hearing mostly depend on the level of sensitive elements, and Tang Hong's sensitive elements break through the second limit, and his senses are extremely sensitive.

'It's so lively. '

The quiet world that ordinary people sounded like fell on Tang Hong's ears, but it was noisy and boiling. It was a bustling city life composed of countless people.

'I really envy. '

The December sun shines on every corner of the city.

Tang Hong silently listened, watched, and felt.

sideways.

Speechless at first, then powerless, Hongye felt strange, recognized and admiring, just like eating a bowl full of Mala Tang with sugar, vinegar, salt, bitterness and yogurt in the dog days, not to mention how complicated it is.

The key is……

Hong Ye really couldn't figure it out...how could I agree with this brazen guy.

Could this be the legendary aura of dominance?

Destined to be a leader, a person who flies up to the nine clouds and turns into a real dragon, the people's aspirations, the destiny favors, the world favors, the son of the universe and the way of heaven, people can't help but follow?

'nonexistent. '

'How can it be. '

'The film and television scripts dare not write like this. '

But this also indirectly shows that Tang Hong has already begun to get in touch with the mystery of sensibility.

So Hong Ye pretended to be sincerely convinced.

He exclaimed: The stronger the man, the more humble he is. I understand today. Those half-knowledgeable and indifferent people always like to boast that they are extraordinary, thinking that they will definitely reach the top, but they don't know that they are just frogs at the bottom of the well. Unaware of reality.

Alas. Tang Hong sighed: Actually, I am similar. The talent is indeed not bad, but the strength is not enough.

Speak fluently and sincerely, who knows what's going on in your heart, Hong Ye didn't take it seriously, while holding the steering wheel to turn left, he secretly said: 'Every genius is a monster and cannot be measured by common sense. '

‘It’s still weak to kill a regular god in its heyday in one go. '

unusual! That's right! Or a genius.

When dealing with geniuses, don’t think about it, it’s meaningless, you can’t think about it anyway, you can’t understand it, and the talent that surpasses everyone will inevitably produce various concepts that surpass the thinking of normal people.

And Tang Hong...

There is no imprint yet...

It is because the human body elements have not yet broken through the second limit in all aspects... Leaving aside the miracles created by Tang Hong's participation in battles again and again, just talking about this brain circuit, Hongye believes that this person is a genius from the bottom of his heart.

He adjusted the gear, changed to S gear, and stepped on the accelerator lightly.

Hong Ye decided not to answer, silence is the best weapon, and it is invulnerable.

well.

Tang Hong thought of the huge gap between the normal god and the dangerous god, and also thought of the real title of the god slave, and finally recalled the details of the dangerous god in the Northeast Snow Mountain...

Fortunately, his little dream is to kill all the regular gods in the world.

If it was a dangerous god, let alone a consultant, he would not even be able to become a saint.

These considerations did not come out, Tang Hong chatted about the business: I was informed by the military that you will be replaced as the assistant for the sweeping operation?

right.

Hong Ye smiled slightly: Black tea is getting old, and now it is the world of our young people. It is more energetic and energetic, so let me help you. After we finish sweeping the Sichuan and Shu districts, maybe there will be opportunities to continue to cooperate .”

Continue to cooperate? Tang Hong was surprised. The situation in the Sichuan-Shu district was very serious. At the critical juncture, it was hard to get a consultant rank, and it was impossible for Hong Ye to run around.

There is no chance of continuing cooperation.

Hong Ye squinted his eyes and flashed lightning, seeming to have a trace of admiration: Because...the Xining sub-division next to the Sichuan-Shu sub-district will soon have an additional consultant-level permanent resident.

Seeing that Tang Hong was curious and didn't try to keep it to himself, Hong Ye said directly: It's probably the one who moved the mountain, nine out of ten.

Tang Hong took a deep breath: Number one in the consultant-level combat power list... how much you are right.

Ah? Hong Ye didn't seem to hear clearly.

How many are you? Tang Hong added: I forgot to check last time.

ah.

Hong Ye rubbed his eyes, looked at the letter logo in the center of the steering wheel, and then looked at the road ahead: Don't disturb my driving, the road ahead is very crowded, I have to concentrate on driving... Huaguo Traffic Safety Law also emphasizes that roads Ten thousand, safety first.

Where are you going?

Let's play mahjong together.

heard the words.

Tang Hong was silent for a while.

It's getting harder and harder to do the first event alone.

Climbing mountains and jumping mountains, crossing rivers, basically doing everything that can be done, but in order to become stronger, I can only be a little crazy.

Even incomprehensible...

Even if it doesn't make sense...

The value of one person, to achieve this goal, the process is not important.

Tang Hong adjusted his tone, facial expression and demeanor, looking elated: I think of a fun place!

Where? Hongye became very interested when he saw this.

He is curious.

What would make a godslayer find it fun?

...

Half an hour later, a professional shooting gallery.

Fake!

Fake!

...It's all fake! Tang Hong went from being enthusiastic to full of disappointment, feeling very sad in his heart.

The guns provided by the shooting gallery are all fake.

It is said that in the whole of China, there are very few shooting galleries that provide real guns, only single digits.

It's fake. Hong Ye couldn't help persuading: It's not like you haven't used real swords and guns before. If you really like real guns so much, ask the central military to get you a gun license.

It makes sense!

Tang Hong's eyes brightened, he looked at Hong Ye, and looked at him with trembling in his heart.

I always feel that there are some bad premonitions.

...

An hour passed.

Nearby military base.

The huge shooting field was empty, and there was no one to be seen, only the erected bullseyes remained motionless in the wind.

Hong Ye!

Tang Hong pulled Hong Ye, walking like a breeze, and handed over a black pistol loaded with bullets happily.

I don't want to play, you can play. Hong Ye was not interested in these guns.

How about that?

Tang Hong said with a serious face: Take it quickly.

Unable to explain, he undid the safety and stuffed the loaded black gun into Hong Ye's hand.

Before Hong Ye could react.

Seeing the movement of the figure, the air flowed, and Tang Hongfeng ran away, which made Hongye fall into deeper confusion. Huge question marks seemed to appear on his forehead, and he just looked at Tang Hong with a black gun in a daze. Run to the target at full speed.

'he……'

Hong Ye scratched his chin.

'he thinks……'

Hong Ye's eyes started to straighten.

Hong Ye!

Not far away, where the bull's-eye is, Tang Hong shouted loudly, as if it was the evening drum and the morning bell, and Hongye woke up suddenly, feeling his hairs stand up one by one, and he was stunned: Hit me, use that black gun, remember not to be too aggressive! Hurry up!

Hong Ye looked at Tang Hong, then looked down at the black pistol, and then looked up at Tang Hong.

He was confirming, in disbelief.

Crazy, crazy?

Shoot it! You can't even play anymore, you're so annoying.

[Ding dong! 】

[For the first time to experience a person avoiding pistol shooting, the value of each person will be increased by three]

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A train station somewhere.

The bustling crowd is full of ups and downs, some are in a hurry, some are joyful, some are nervous and some are numb. People's emotions are not connected.

The announcement of the arrival of the high-speed train echoed in the station.

Listening to the echo, Guo Bojun lowered the brim of his hat and looked at the exit from a distance: Xiao Ziyun... just take this high-speed train.

It's finally here.

Fight side by side with us.

Just as he was thinking about it, Guo Bojun's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly waved to meet him.