One Man’s Power

Why do you say again?

Wu Jie looked blankly at Tang Hong, a college classmate and roommate sitting in front of him.

On this military base in the remote west, roommate Tang Hong appeared. Moreover, when those people saw Tang Hong, they bowed their heads and saluted very respectfully, not as if they were fake.

(⊙o⊙)...

Those people are all out.

Wu Jie glanced to both sides.

Empty, just a long metal table, two or three chairs, adding to the depressing atmosphere, this scene makes people feel flustered. And Tang Hong sat in front of him, making people feel at ease and confused.

Why.

Wu Jie felt a hundred thousand questions popping up in his heart.

Tang Hong smiled: You have encountered such a thing last time.

Wu Jie trembled all over: No wonder I always feel familiar, but how can I forget.

He can remember things like this for a lifetime, and it is impossible to forget them.

What did I forget?

Do I have amnesia?

Wu Jie tapped his head hard, remembering, but still didn't have even the slightest impression.

Stop knocking.

It's because of the memory eraser. Tang Hong knocked on the long metal table, and briefly described what happened last time: I can't interfere with the normal work of Jinhong, and the record of that major suspicion cannot be erased. I'm sorry.

Wu Jie was full of bitterness and sighed, I'm too miserable.

Such a thing can be said to be rare in a hundred years, and it is impossible for normal people to encounter it.

It's good for me, I don't know who to talk to for two times in a row.

but……

This doesn't seem to be the point... Wu Jie looked at Tang Hong carefully and said, Are you a superhuman?

Tang Hong nodded.

Wu Jie's eyes lit up: Can I ask you what super powers you have?

I don't have super powers... In fact, I'm still an ordinary person. Tang Hong felt a little regretful that now he could only glide for a short time, but couldn't fly as a peak consultant.

ordinary people?

Wu Jie said suspiciously: You just said that a standard extraordinary full-strength blow is ten tons.

Tang Hong: Yes.

Wu Jie was shocked: Then, that means Tang Hong, you can hit ten tons with all your strength?

No.

Hearing these two words, Wu Jie heaved a sigh of relief, but Tang Hong said lightly to his ears: It's a little more than ten tons.

Wu Jie was shocked again: How much more?

Don't ask, just a little more. Tang Hong helped Wu Jie unlock the mechanical lock on the seat: Let me introduce you to the world of extraordinary gods. If you are willing to become golden red, I can recommend it for you.

this……

The incandescent light in the inquiry room illuminated Wu Jie's slightly hesitant face.

Tang Hong laughed dumbly and said, You first test the general level of willpower to see if you have the qualifications to join the extraordinary world.

finished.

Tang Hong led Wu Jie out of the inquiry room.

Godslayer.

The golden reds on both sides of the door bowed their heads, and a middle-aged man said respectfully, Is there anything I can do for you?

Tang Hong asked: Is there any divine skeleton equipment to test the will?

There are some.

The middle-aged man was leading the way for the two of them, and he couldn't help admiring him in his heart: Godslayer, the number of regular-level gods you killed alone should exceed a hundred.

Tang Hong smiled slightly and said, It's only a hundred or so.

Only?

The middle-aged man froze for a moment.

When did the unit of measurement for gods become a few?

Well, we don't understand, and we dare not ask. It must be known that this godslayer, an unparalleled genius, has the title of the strongest advisor.

immediately.

The admiration of a middle-aged man is like a river flowing endlessly, using the unit of measurement of 'only', it is indeed domineering.

Tang Hong now, just like Fang Nanxun before, has this qualification.

correct.

Tang Hong stared at the middle-aged man: Where are the rest of my classmates?

According to the usual practice, separate inquiries are in other inquiry rooms. The middle-aged man said: Ever since we learned that it might be a misunderstanding, and that you plan to come here in person, everyone has been cautious, and no one dared to make things difficult for you. , you can ask this classmate Wu Jie...

Yes, yes, I just ate three pieces of watermelon and it was still iced. Wu Jie said.

Tang Hong was speechless: A few melons will buy you.

Wu Jie sneered: Ah, ah, I was almost scared to death, okay, I will be very touched if I can eat watermelon.

Tang Hong looked at him with pity: In ancient times, prisoners would eat and drink when they went to the execution ground...

Σ(??д??)????

If struck by lightning, his scalp exploded, Wu Jie almost cried: Tang, Brother Tang, where are we going?

Let's test our willpower. Tang Hong put his arms around Wu Jie's shoulders sincerely, with a half-smile, and said in a drawn-out tone, Now is a society ruled by law, so don't think wildly, you know.

I, I... I understand.

Wu Jie shivered very cooperatively, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. When did Tang Hong like to scare people so much?

Okay, let's stop making trouble.

Tang Hong didn't want to really scare Wu Jie, so he patted Wu Jie on the shoulder: Last time, it was resolved with just one phone call. This time I will come here in person. What are you afraid of? Don't always think too much.

Wu Jie took a deep look at Tang Hong, took a few deep breaths, and managed to calm down his inner emotions.

that.

Wu Jie hesitated to speak, and then hesitated, with a troubled look on his face.

Speak up if you have something to say.

Well, how about...let's delete and blacken friends and phone numbers from each other. Wu Jie carefully observed Tang Hong's face, and finally said it.

The light in Tang Hong's eyes changed insignificantly.

Tang Hong is used to living alone.

Can.

Looking as usual, Tang Hong smiled slightly.

According to regulations, inquiries must be separated, but this time an exception was made.

I heard that that person is coming in person.

My God, what do these college students have to do with that person? Jin Hong discussed a lot.

One by one excited with nervousness and anticipation.

On the seventh day, from north to south, one person traveled almost thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and wherever he went, he killed all the regular gods.

The idol of the golden reds!

The radiant Tianjiao!

The Extraordinary app forum has been bombarded for many days.

Whether it was fanaticism or respect, everyone present was excited: Okay, okay, after the transcript is done, let these students stay in the same room.

Anyway, you have to wash your memory.

Okay. Xiaolin, go and get something delicious and drinkable.

...

After a while.

A room with a heater.

The temperature was very high, but his heart was cold. Zeng Li's dull gaze passed over Xuan Lizheng, the female monitor, and the other two female students who were hugging each other. Finally, he looked down at himself.

Zeng Li couldn't believe it: Yes, because of Wu Jie?

impossible.

I know Wu Jie is a man.

Zeng Li clenched his fists, worried for Wu Jie, how could Wu Jie have a criminal record.

College students with a criminal record?

Impossible, if so, Wu Jie should be expelled from the school.

click.

The door opened.

At the beginning, the thin young man with a stern and indifferent look like a leader was holding a plate of buttered tea.

Have some tea to warm up.

The thin young man bent over, his style changed drastically, his face was pleasant, his eyebrows were kind, and he handed everyone a cup of hot buttered tea.

He also kindly reminded: It's very hot, everyone drink slowly.

Local people in Xining District receive guests and often offer a cup of butter tea, which is a staple food, a beverage, and daily drinking water for the locals.

The production of butter tea is very labor-intensive, and the butter in it is extracted from milk of cows and goats, which has high calories.

Thank you, thank you. Zeng Li stood up in surprise and moved to thank him.

All five were a little flattered.

after all……

Too much has changed before and after.

It's as if the glacier and the cold wind suddenly turned into warm spring, with dandelions floating around and people flying kites.

Holding the hot buttered tea, Zeng Li took a small sip: We...

The Godslayer will come over later. The skinny young man rubbed his callused palms, and when he mentioned the name of the Godslayer, his expression and tone were full of yearning, as if he was worshiping a contemporary legend, and told the reason to several people.

Godslayer?

our friends?

Zeng Li and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, completely shocked.

Who is the god slayer.

Do we really know each other?