The atmosphere in Zhang He's room was extremely strange.

The two enemies who were supposed to meet and kill each other actually turned into a question-and-answer adventure game.

And to Zhang He's surprise, Wang Zhan, who had looked like a useless man, now his words and deeds reveal a strong sense of confidence, as if this was his home court. This made Zhang He increasingly unable to see through.

But he didn't dare to act rashly anymore, and he didn't even dare to take out the matter of the guy hiding under the stool, for fear that Wang Zhan would be regarded as a prelude to assassinate him again. After all, it was not that simple that the guy who was knocked down from the seventh floor and never died after falling through the wall.

Gudu…

Wang Zhan, who asked a lot of questions, finally stopped, took a sip of tea, and said to Zhang He.

“The tea is very good, I like it very much.”

He didn't ask why Zhang He wanted to assassinate him, nor was he curious about what handle the Yuan organization held. But one thing is confirmed that if Zhang He was holding a knife at the moment of assassination, with his strength, he might penetrate Wang Zhan's heart. Just a general, it is not an immortal legendary myth.

But this made Zhang He even more weird and confused.

I was drinking tea with you carefully for a long time and replied for a long time. My throat was almost dry. As a result, you told me that the tea was delicious and you liked it very much?

"...Thank you. Tell me, what do you want to deal with me? Of course, it is best not to say such stupid words as if I want to commit suicide, otherwise I will finally break it back and I will underestimate you a few points."

Zhang He was silent for a while and quipped as if he was careless.

Wang Zhan refused to comment.

As an active non-commissioned officer, Zhang He affair with the Yuan organization, betrayed the federal will and murdered the federal hero. No matter which time this is a great crime, and death is not a pity and is despised by the people.

It was not something that Wang Zhan could decide in just one or two words. He was not so arrogant and domineering that he was so arrogant that he just smiled and stood up slowly.

"Anyway, thank you for your hospitality today, I'm leaving."

The lack of beginning and end of Wang Zhan made Zhang He feel complicated. Is this a student? Why can't he guess Wang Zhan's thoughts even though he was clearly a useful person in this giant city?

But what about Wang Zhan? He is actually not without a head or tail. But after this interception and assassination by the Yuan organization, he suddenly felt a little emotional, and understood that compared with those guys who eat people and don’t spit bones, just fighting recklessly will only die faster.

For example, what if the Yuan Organization succeeded, what if Li Chengyuan did not appear, or if Li Chengyuan did not have the Blood Yuan Pill in his hand?

He was just a mud-legged man who walked out of the slum. What he wanted most in his life was to let his mother and Wang Qi live some good life. Where did he get the confidence to let Li Chengyuan help him kill someone?

Fortunately, his natural acting skills and not very skillful tactics of hard-to-get successfully planted a mysterious seed in Zhang He's heart. This can be a friendship, a handle, or Zhang He owes Wang Zhan's life.

When he walked to the door and pushed open the door, revealing the low and gloomy corridor outside, Wang Zhan raised his hand and waved behind him.

"The tea is very good, I like it very much, so I won't kill you this time. I'll leave, no need to send it."

At this moment, Zhang He looked at Wang Zhan’s departure with deep eyes and listened to his footsteps.

"Is a cup of tea a life? It seems worth it..."

Zhang He murmured, but knew that the cup of tea was actually his own life, and he changed it from the hands of the Source Organization to the hands of Wang Zhan.

…

"It's out."

When Wang Zhan walked out of the corridor and came downstairs of the community.

Countless veterans have already slapped the community for the sake of being in a mess. The weapons and armor in their hands seem to make people return to the age of cold weapons. Only those heavy and heavy weapons with bronze-colored cold light are being driven by loyal soldiers, focusing the destination of the fire at the exit of the corridor of the community.

When Wang Zhan came out, countless eyes gathered on him. At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but their expressions were serious, and there was no respect for the young heroes in their eyes as before. There was solemnity and iron blood everywhere, and the cold atmosphere made people unable to help but stand on their hair.

But Wang Zhan's face did not change his expression, but just smiled slightly, not wondering why such a change occurred. It's very simple. He is just a student and may also have the title of hero, so they treat themselves as if they look at their younger generations.

But since the moment Wang Zhan was assassinated, many soldiers with clever ears and eyes have already guessed the truth with instinct. The one who assassinated the young hero was their own people, and they were even comrades who had charged together, because this was their city.

Therefore, with the emergence of Wang Zhan, the fate of the weapons they held was already destined to fight with each other.

Even Old Zhang, who was originally caring for Wang Zhan with a smile, sighed at this moment. He was already careful enough. Who knew that Zhang and that brat actually caused such a big deal, how could this end?

Old Zhang slowly raised his head and looked at the tall and unnatural big boy, his spine was unknowingly hunched, and his face was complicated.

"Wang...student, Zhang He is really a bastard. I don't want to defend him. It's wrong. But before you come here, he has always been on the front line of the beast tide..."

He told him, listing Zhang He's achievements and behavior one by one, but he really couldn't bear to plead for Zhang He. But at the end, he couldn't help crying silently.

Wang Zhan gently patted Lao Zhang's head and held his rough palm, and said softly.

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry, he just made a mistake. When I was in a wheelchair, someone told me that it was not worth it to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life because of a bullshit military merit. But when I asked him, he told me that it was worth it, because he helped my brothers avenge and they could be reincarnated."

Hearing this, Old Zhang seemed to understand, and raised his head with a trembling expression to look at Wang Zhan with a sunny smile on his face.

Wang Zhan continued to say softly, his face full of relaxation.

"So, I can't just ruin a warrior's life because of a mistake. Don't worry, when he greeted me just now, the cup of tea was delicious, I like it very much. I will come to you to have a few sips in the future."

"Okay, okay, okay! Classmate Wang Zhan, you come in the future, we will take care of the tea!"

Old Zhang cried with joy, and old tears held Wang Zhan's hand tightly.

Qin Guanglu, who had been waiting aside and was unable to give orders for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief and his brows relaxed slightly.

"Come here, bring that bastard down to me, regardless of life or death. If you resist, kill me on the spot!"

"yes!"

A team followed the orders and only one person was missing, but their expressions were extremely serious at this time, as if they were not sitting upright in the dormitory building, but the land of life and death.

The door is open and enters like a pillar, and the judgment belonging to Zhang He is about to come.

Wang Zhan stared at the team deeply and soon noticed the abnormality. It was believed that their relationship with Zhang He was unusual, and his tight mood directly turned his actions into a battle that was facing a great enemy.

Qin Guanglu originally wanted to say something to Wang Zhan, but Mingyue, who was standing beside him, said hello and walked over to Wang Zhan.

"well!"

This time, Qin Guanglu was sorry for Wang Zhan. Wang Zhan fought hard to deliver the map to him, but because of a capable subordinate, he turned his gratitude to Wang Zhan into a heartless roll of eyes.

The guilt in his heart made his back even more hunched.

…

Wang Zhan is gone.

After asking someone to tell the news that he was still alive to the nurse who had taken care of him for so long, he left the eastern camp simply and neatly, just like the time when Li Chengyuan left, without taking away a hazy cloud.

"Why let Zhang He go? I remember that in your personality, it seems more appropriate to describe it as vengeful. And do you really not hold a grudge against what the Eastern Camp did to you this time?"

Mingyue asked in confusion, not understanding where the business was going. Wang Zhan was assassinated should not be so terrible, and someone must be responsible.

Moreover, although the eastern position was not saying anything on the surface, the action was enough to show their partiality towards Zhang He, and directly dismissed Wang Zhan, the once jealous hero, as a bullshit.

Wang Zhan smiled.

"Why do I say that? Should I claim millions of compensation from Zhang He and then use it to make up for the moment when I was hit?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

Wang Zhan smiled and spread his hands.

"The boy had almost nothing except a military-parted house facing the battlefield, and a set of furniture. Even if I wanted it, he couldn't afford it. Besides, General Qin did not do anything wrong, it was just a protective of his shortcomings."

Yes, protecting one's shortcomings. A simple truth, but no matter who it is placed on, it may be valid.

Mingyue's eyes suddenly became deeper, and she immediately noticed the insignificant but particularly significant changes from Wang Zhan. Only Sun Kelan understood a little, but could not understand what Wang Zhan had experienced so that she could not see each other for a day, and she should look at each other with admiration.

However, Sun Kelan was just a tool man. Mingyue, who knew it, felt that Wang Zhan was more satisfying than the genius boy who fought for a vengeance in the past, and nodded immediately.

"Since you think so, let's go through this matter like this. There is more than a week left. I hope you can train and cooperate well and prepare to lead the Chuzhou Military Martial Arts Academy team to the seat of the Martial Arts Academy competition championship."

Wang Zhan responded with a chuckling.

"good!"

The mission of exploring unknown areas is about to end, and the next step is the real hard steel facing the front - the Martial Arts Academy competition team overtime.

So, those opponents who want to get the first place... are you ready?
Chapter completed!