After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

Because the dream was too real, Song Zheng was still in a daze for a while, always feeling as if he had experienced it before.

But the idea is just too ridiculous.

How could such a powerful man as He Lan have anything to do with such a little milk dog.

Song Zheng hid this dream in his heart.

"Are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

He Lan approached suddenly, and Song Zheng's heartbeat accelerated suddenly.

He blinked his eyes and said dryly, "It's just that my head hurts, but everything else is fine."

In fact, he didn't remember very clearly what happened after that day. He only knew that he was engulfed by the fire, his whole body was hot, and his head hurt like it was about to tear apart.

But, come on now. , he was not burned, he should have been rescued.

Song Zheng turned his head apologetically: "Teacher, the task has not been completed."

He Lan touched his head deeply. The temperature of his brow, which was originally hot, had slowly dropped.

"You've done a good job, that snake demon has a relatively high level of morality, even if I'm there, I might not be able to take it down."

"Really?"

"Well, you are already very good."

I don't know if it was Song Zheng's illusion, but he always felt that He Lan looked at him a little strangely, even the tone of his speech was different.

It's like getting closer.

However, apart from not completing the task, he didn't do anything else!

Song Zheng took all this as his own illusion. Some things should not be overthought, because if you think too much, it is easy to go out of line.

He Lan stood up and said, "Since you're awake, let's take care of your injuries and let you go on vacation, and return to the team when you recover from your injuries."

Song Zheng hummed, then asked, "Those children and women?"

He Lan said softly: "They were all rescued, and those small animals were also successfully rescued, and they were sent to the special adoption place of the alliance. The whole operation was very successful. The most seriously injured should be you."

Song Zheng said embarrassingly, "Yes...is that so!"

He Lan looked at his watch and said, "There will be a meeting later, someone will take care of you after I leave, so you can recuperate with peace of mind, don't think about anything."

Song Zheng nodded.

It wasn't until He Lan walked out that Song Zheng put his hand on his head.

In fact, he didn't have a headache at all, but felt that his head was about to explode.

It's not like he didn't have any memories before he fell into a coma. He even remembered that he stabbed the snake monster with a sword, but the pain in his body replaced all other memories.

This will calm down, but I can recall a lot of details, such as my seemingly glowing forehead.

Song Zheng put his hand on his forehead, it was smooth and tidy, and there was nothing there.

He sighed, thinking that he might have to go back and ask the old man about this matter, maybe he knew something.

Then Song Zheng started a life of recuperation like an old-age care.

There is no major problem with the body, but the brain hurts.

Moreover, I couldn't do a brain CT scan. It is said that the hospital machine was broken.

Fortunately, the headache was getting better day by day, but after a week, he felt nothing. Song Zheng packed up his things and went through the discharge procedures by himself.

He didn't know much about the beginning of this operation. Although his own calculations were similar, after all, he was involved in a relatively powerful monster hunting operation after joining the alliance, so Song Zheng went to the alliance immediately.

The Union Building is as usual, and the temperature is suitable. If there are no beatings and killings, this should be a very suitable place for the elderly.

Song Zheng went all the way up to the fifth floor. According to He Lan, the office of their assault team is on the fifth floor. There is no field work on weekdays. Everyone just sorts out materials in the office, learns from each other, and so on.

However, the above is the statement of the leadership.

It wasn't until Song Zheng pushed open the door that he understood what the subtle expression on the leader's face meant when he said this.

A stack of books hit Song Zheng's face at a speed of more than two meters per second from not far away.

"Oops... flash, I haven't practiced this skill well!"

Before the words were finished, Song Zheng had already tilted his head calmly, grabbed the floating books, and hugged them into his arms.

Then he saw a large dump.

No, it's the office.

A boy who looked like a child ran over in two or three steps, and looked at him with shining eyes: "I'm sorry, I didn't hit you!"

Although he said sorry on his mouth, there was no trace of guilt in his eyes.

Song Zheng: "What if I said I hit my face?"

The little boy said confidently, "Then you are Pengci."

A tall man came from behind, grabbed him by the collar, threw him behind his face, clapped his hands and said, "You are the new member Song Zheng, right? I'm Tian Jiang."

Song Zheng nodded: "Hello, this is the...office of the assault team?"

Tian Jiang looked at the office that was smashed into a large garbage dump, and said seriously: "Our office is not like this."

Song Zheng looked at him sincerely: "I believe in you" you bastard.

Tian Jiang led him in, kicked away the chair that had fallen by the door, and threw a bowl of instant noodles into the trash can who had finished eating and put it on the corner of the table. Song Zheng took his place.

"You just sit here. You don't have much to do on weekdays. We are in charge of field work. You can just look at your phone and play games."

Song Zheng put the pile of books he just copied on the table, looked at the empty desk, and fell into deep thought.

"Don't you even have a computer?"

Song Zheng looked at Tian Jiang: "Even if I want to play games, I still need equipment!"

Tian Jiang piled up the pile of books Song Zheng put down and threw them on the next table.

"The computer is already being applied for, and it will be installed in two days."

After saying this, Tian Jiang clapped his hands: "Everyone, welcome the new members."

With a whoosh, a figure popped out beside him.

"Young man, my name is Wuxi. Welcome to join the assault team. With us, you will enjoy the treatment like spring breeze and rain, and you will not regret it."

Song Zheng looked at this face that seemed to have just returned from a sun bath in Africa, and fell into deep thought again.

Is it too late for him to withdraw from the group now?Why doesn't it look like a normal person.

At this time, the door was opened with a clang, and a beautiful figure stood in front of the door, frowning and looking at the messy office.

Nie Keke's cold voice seemed to be icy: "Tan Sitong, how many times have I told you not to practice in the office, there is a training ground upstairs, won't you go there? Do you want to make the office like this?"

Song Zheng silently looked at the kid who had already bent over to tidy up his things, and had a better understanding of the woman in front of him, she was a master, a master of managing children.

Nie Keke walked in front of Song Zheng in two or three steps, and suddenly smiled, "You are Song Zheng."

Song Zheng nodded.

"Oh my god, we finally have someone who is pleasing to the eye in our office. You don't know that I am a beauty control, but I face a bunch of weird-looking colleagues every day. Fortunately, the leader is good-looking, otherwise I would have to apply for it." Changed departments."

The woman who was originally aloof, spoke with a pure tone, and Song Zheng, who was shocked by the pure tone, almost couldn't maintain the smile on her face.

What kind of combination is this breakthrough group?

Children, black men, muscular men, neurotic women, and an unsmiling leader.

Song Zheng felt that he was the only normal person here.

"Xiao Song, don't you suggest that I call you that, you look like a good boy at first glance."

Nie Keke looked at him with a twinkle in his eyes.

Song Zheng felt that goosebumps were about to stand on end.

Just when he felt trapped in the wolf's den and wanted to retreat, there was a knock on the office door.

He Lan stood expressionlessly at the door, looked at the messy office and said calmly: "In a minute, I hope to see a tidy office."

Before He Lan finished speaking, Song Zheng felt a gust of wind blowing around, and countless books and documents were flying all over the sky, orderly in chaos, and the broom and mop seemed to be alive, scurrying around.

At Jiu Miao, everything returned to its original position, even the garbage bags were slapped and thrown out, and a new one was placed along the way.

Song Zheng was so shocked by this operation that he couldn't keep his mouth shut. He deeply and had reason to doubt that the combat effectiveness of the assault team was trained in this way?

He Lan stood at the door. At No. 60 seconds, he lifted his foot and walked inside.

"Head, is there another mission?"

On Wuxi's face, only white teeth were seen, moving up and down.

When there is no mission, He Lan will not run here.

"No, I'm busy with you."

He walked up to Song Zheng and put down a stack of documents: "Here is all the information about this operation, write a summary for me."

Song Zheng flipped through a sheet, it was about the small village, and there were many things he wanted to know.

For example, the identity of that Qin Fang.

He Lan frowned, swept across Song Zheng's empty desk, and said, "The computer you applied for hasn't arrived yet?"

Tian Jiang: "It will take two days to go through the process."

He Lan looked at the time and said to Song Zheng, "Come on, come out with me."

Song Zheng didn't know, so he followed He Lan out the door: "Where are you going?"

He Lan: "Come to my office."

Song Zheng: "Is there any mission?"

He Lan: "Move the computer."

Song Zheng: ...

Is it because you can't see him idle for a moment?

It is agreed to play mobile phones and games, why come to him to write reports.

Song Zheng wrinkled his nose.

Seeing this action from the corner of his eye, He Lan couldn't help but smile, and then said: "From now on, you will write all the reports of our department!"

Song Zheng: "Why?" He was most afraid of writing these things.

He Lan sighed first, and Song Zheng heard a hint of hatred in this tone, and then said: "Because you have the highest education in the assault group."

Song Zheng: For the first time, I feel that high education is not a good thing.

He Lan took him back to the office, took out a fully packaged and brand new notebook from the cabinet, and handed it to him: "The organization trusts you, take it!"

Song Zheng took the laptop with anxiety that he didn't want to be trusted by the organization, and felt that he had seen his future as a clerk.

Before he finished thinking, He Lan handed him a form.

"The registration form for the Alliance Challenge requires newcomers to participate, please fill it out."

Song Zheng took the form and asked, "What challenge?"

He Lan explained: "The alliance will launch an internal challenge for newcomers every year. Groups are divided according to strength. You are already a member of the breakthrough group. This will not change. This challenge is nothing more than letting you see the division. Strength, don't embarrass the assault team."

The implication is to get a ranking.

Song Zheng said tactfully: "Since I have joined the group, can I not participate?"

He Lan: "No.1 has a bonus of [-], you are sure not to go."'

Song Zheng said kindly: "I made a slip of the tongue just now, to win honor for the group, I must go."

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Song Zheng: Can I apply to change departments?After all, I am also a dog.

He Lan: I still can't keep you with this face?