Heaven's Last Big Boss

However, on the eve of his departure, the gang that chased and killed him found him again, and put a jade talisman on his side for him to choose.

What the little girl in the cloak said, although harsh, was also to the point.

'King Jiao, let you escape 300 years ago, for which several of my siblings were severely punished by the Lord, and I have a great enmity with you.

'But the Lord said that I will give you a chance, and I will not kill you today.

'Do you know that you have offended Emperor Qinghua, he has deep feelings for this star, but because of you caused the destruction of this star, you are now the target of Emperor Qinghua, and only rely on us.

'Listen to me, you still have [-]% chance of survival, go for it yourself, if you perform well, I will let you retreat completely, if you don't listen to me, you may not be able to live without this star . '

"Humph!"

The more the Jiao Demon King thought about it, the angrier he became.

He is a majestic sage who overwhelms the sea, when did he suffer this kind of grievance!

The last time I was threatened like this... Uh, it was also this group of people.

The Jiao Demon King lowered his head and sighed, walked back to his seat and sat down, stared at the jade talisman for a long time, and finally grabbed it.

He wants to live.

……

The sound of bang and bang echoed in the warehouse-turned-special-operations temporary garrison.

Qingshan City is still in the reconstruction stage, because the Futian League issued an order to prioritize ensuring people's livelihood and restoring ordinary order, so the special operations team naturally had to suffer themselves first.

In the corner, the shirtless Zhou Zheng wore boxing gloves on both hands, controlled the strength in his hands, and punched the special sandbag, making the sandbag wobble.

With every punch, a scene from the past would appear before Zhou Zheng's eyes.

When punches rain down, the pictures of the past years continue to flash across, like a movie that is constantly being shown.

Feng Bugui stood aside with a smile.

Team Feng has been enjoying himself recently.

It was judged that his next breakthrough would be in his next life, his cultivation had broken through the previous bottleneck, and he had leapt from the congenital Great Perfection to a mid-level cultivator in the Divine Realm.

Although his strength didn't improve much, this Dao realm gave him more opportunities for development.

No, after coming to Qingshan City to support him, he completed [-] difficult tasks in a row, and was rated as an activist for the reconstruction of Qingshan City. He was promoted from the captain of the special operations team to the deputy director of the organization department of the special operations team. Two or three thousand little monks.

More or less, it can be regarded as a small boss.

Although Feng Bugui couldn't figure out why the higher ups took such good care of him;

But Feng Bugui vaguely felt that it should be related to Zhou Zheng.

Feng Bugui faintly heard from the people above that Zhou Zheng was amazing now, he seemed to be the leader of the immortals, and he was also a reincarnated immortal.

but……

"Why, long time no see, you just came here to vent your pressure?"

Feng Bugui laughed and joked.

Zhou Zheng punched out, but failed to control the surging immortal power, the sandbag in front of him exploded, and grains of sand flew out, blasting away the corner of the wall.

"Uh," Zhou Zheng shrugged, "I'm just practicing my strength control skills."

Feng Bugui's facial muscles twitched slightly, he turned his head and yelled twice, and more than a dozen members of the special operations team turned into masons and hurried over to fill the hole.

Zhou Zheng jumped down with some embarrassment, untied his gloves, and took a floral shirt to put on himself.

"Let's go, find a place to have a drink?" Zhou Zheng suggested with a smile.

"Have a drink, my identity is different now," Feng Bugui joked, "I have to deal with emergencies at any time, and I can't let myself get drunk."

"If you're scared, just say you're scared. After all, I'm not drunk after a thousand cups."

"It's just you! Hey! I don't believe it today!"

"Drink less, drink less."

Half an hour later, Feng Bugui returned to a small restaurant not far from the base.

Different cities, different restaurants, different proprietresses, the same grateful and affectionate eyes, and hard dishes that also appeared on the table and did not belong to their menu.

Zhou Zheng looked at Feng Bugui in shock, and exclaimed: "Good guy, Captain Feng, you have acquired the skill points of middle-aged and elderly women's idols? Everywhere you go, you have this kind of care?"

"Hehehe," Feng Bugui narrowed his eyes with a smile, "it's just the benefit of being helpful, come on, you do it, I'm free."

The two clinked glasses and drank simple beer.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Zhou Zheng took out a shield and a treasured knife, and put them in Feng Bugui's hand.

"I have something better," Zhou Zheng said, "These are two celestial treasures, they can save your life at a critical moment, Captain Feng, you can just use them, it's a repayment of your kindness for helping me."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Captain Feng, I can't be worried about my cultivation now," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "Take it, it's good to kill a few more demons."

Feng Bugui weighed the weight of these two treasures, looked at Zhou Zheng for a while, and took them away with a wry smile.

"Are you really the leader of the immortal now?"

"That's just my identity. At least, my name has not been changed." Zhou Zheng took a mouthful of fried beef with scallions, and his mouth was full of oil. "Captain Feng, are you still thinking about fighting monsters?"

"Ah," Feng Bugui said with a smile, "Life must have value. My value is to kill monsters. Of course, I can only kill some little monsters."

Zhou Zheng thought for a while, and said slowly: "I should bring a small force to fight in the demon territory, but this is just my personal idea, and I haven't discussed it with them yet."

"What are you doing?" Feng Bugui stared.

"Exorcism," Zhou Zheng immediately stared back.

"Who would let the general go out easily?"

"This is also an experience for myself," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "There is no rush, it will take some time to complete the trip, I still have a lot of insights that I haven't absorbed and digested, and I have to retreat."

"Drink and drink."

Feng Bugui touched Zhou Zheng with his wine glass, and sighed softly: "I will follow the arrangement above, if you have the authority to transfer it, you can transfer it."

"I was thinking, let Captain Feng kill some little monsters, and that's all." Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "I'll take revenge for you later."

Team Feng was silent for a while, sitting there looking out the window at the bustling street scene that had begun to recover.

"Xiao Zhou."

"Ok?"

"Do you have an ideal? Or, do you have a long-term goal?"

"Yes," Zhou Zheng replied decisively, "Captain Feng, do you want to listen to the serious ones, or the unscrupulous ones?"

Feng Bugui's eyes lit up: "Is there anyone who is not serious?"

"Probably," Zhou Zheng squinted and smiled, "the ultimate model for wives and children to be hot on the bed."

"What do you mean?"

"Let me be serious!"

Zhou Zheng quickly changed the topic, and said seriously:

"For me, my goal now is to survive, to survive other people's calculations, to solve the crisis on the road ahead, and to fulfill the mission given to me by others, I will consider it carefully, don't be a puppet, and don't be kidnapped.

"For the people around me, I want to protect them, so I need to be stronger.

"Probably so."

Feng Bugui wondered: "You don't want to die now, who can kill you?"

"Many, I am the No.12 reincarnation."

Zhou Zheng wrung his fingers and began to count:

"A big boss is recovering, the old chairman of Tianting is planning something, the wife of the chairman is missing, and a mysterious force seems to be surfacing.

"And what I can rely on now is a founding member of the group who cannot directly interfere with the group's affairs.

"My enemy is the monster union of the entire Three Realms, as well as those careerists hiding in the ranks of the gods. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are in danger."

Feng Bugui asked in a deep voice: "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Drink with me," Zhou Zheng raised his glass and touched it, "It has helped me a lot to listen to my complaints."

Feng Bugui chuckled: "Then, come to me if you want to complain in the future. Uncle Ben Zhixin will help you relieve stress... After drinking, take a bath?"

"A serious bath house?"

"correct."

"Immortal Physique Wushou, thank you."

"I'll go! Are you a fairy?"

"Unify the caliber of the outside world, the little fairy of the Yuan Fairyland."

In the window of the small shop, the two sat around the table full of vegetables and chatted nonsense until the sun set, and they walked shoulder to shoulder to the bathhouse not far away.

Unfortunately, Zhou Zheng's cell phone vibrated several times before he could go in, but it was Ao Ying who called.

Zhou Zheng regained his energy immediately, looked at the facade of the bathing center in front of him with a guilty conscience, and said in a low voice, "Hello?"

"Zhou, if Ao Yitian is looking for you, you...you can hit whatever you want, as long as you save your life, otherwise the eldest sister will not be able to explain to Ao Yitian's family."

"What do you mean?"

"He said that he wants to challenge you one-on-one. It seems that he has already rushed to Qingshan City. I am confirming his location."

Zhou Zheng blinked and looked up at the corner of the street.

There, a figure wearing a cloak was constantly approaching him, but he didn't have the slightest aura fluctuation. Zhou Zheng's immortal sense detected him, and he was just an ordinary person.

What a powerful means of concealment.

"Yingying, come to me," Zhou Zheng said in a deep voice, "He has already found me, and something seems wrong."

"Huh? How could it be so fast?"

"It's okay, I'll stabilize him first," Zhou Zheng said, "Long Clan's affairs can be handled by the Dragon Clan themselves."

Ao Ying has already hung up her phone, so she is rushing here.

And at the corner of the street, the figure under the cloak slowly raised his head, revealing a handsome face full of sinister prey, and a little sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhou Zheng, stay safe."

Chapter 169

"Team Feng cleared the field for me, there is an unstable element."

Feng Bugui looked at the man in the cloak ahead, and muttered, "Can you handle it?"

"Reluctantly," Zhou Zheng said, "make the movement louder and let everyone avoid it."

"okay I know."

Feng Bugui took two steps back, turned his head and ran to a side alley, and pressed his thumb on the phone.

Soon the siren sounded on the street, pedestrians ran to the nearby buildings, and the shops quickly pulled down the shutter doors.

Although there was a bit of confusion, several streets were cleared in a short time.

——This kind of discipline can only be achieved in a city like Qingshan City that was hit by the disaster not long ago.

Zhou Zheng stood still, staring at Ao Yitian who was wearing a cloak.

What is the relationship between Ao Yitian and Ao Ying?

It doesn't really matter.

The two dragons come from different Dragon Palaces, but according to the rules of the Dragon Clan, Ao Yiling, Ao Yitian, and Ao Ying are called eldest sister, second brother, and third sister according to the time before and after reincarnation. There is no blood relationship in this life. Transform into a golden carp and then into a dragon.

So Zhou Zheng didn't need to fear that Ao Yitian was Ao Ying's 'second brother'.

Only 20 meters away from Zhou Zheng, Ao Yitian's eyes flashed two sharp lights, he stopped slowly, and said coldly:

"Zhou Zheng, Emperor Zhou, the so-called things are people..."

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