Snake of Destiny Starting from American Comics

Zefa, who left alone, came to his office and sat quietly on his desk. The setting sun on one side casts a dim halo from the window, illuminating Zefa's face with sharp edges and corners.

A silent and oppressive atmosphere spread in the room. Zefa, who had his head lowered, didn't know what he was thinking. There was a dead silence in the room, and even Zefa's breathing gradually became inaudible.

Not long after, the sun set in the sky and the waning moon hung in the sky.

Zefa slowly raised his head, as if there were tears in the corners of his eyes. But his resolute face and sharp eyes all show his strength, making people wonder whether a man like him can really cry.

There was no light in the room, only the moonlight from outside brought a glimmer of light to the dark room.

Zefa carefully took out the pocket watch in front of him, and the ticking sound sounded. The exquisite mechanical watch pops open, the precise gears, and the gorgeous gems all demonstrate the value of this watch.

But Zefa's attention was not focused on that exquisite gemstone at all. What he really cared about was the black-haired woman holding a child on the cover of the watch.

The smooth luster on the mirror made of gemstones and the wear marks on the corners show that this thing has been wiped frequently. Zefa looked at the familiar woman in the photo, tears falling from his eyes.

"Aya, you know. I found a child who looks so much like us. He looks exactly like us when we were little. Ever since I saw him three months ago, I feel like my blood is starting to boil. .

Every time I see his familiar eyebrows, I seem to see a shadow of you. It's as if I saw you right next to me, still holding a wrench and asking me to go home for dinner.

When he called me Teacher Zefa. My insides started to come alive. I wanted to run up to him countless times and ask him to call me father.

But I flinched countless times when I looked at his strange eyes. Today I almost called out his name. I wanted to take him to the naval hospital countless times to verify the news, but fear kept me from moving forward. I'm scared, Aya. I'm really afraid of losing this hope again. Please help me make a choice, Aya~. "Zefa was talking nonchalantly, and huge tears fell one by one on the pocket watch in his hand. What is strange is that the gem screen on the pocket watch did not bounce the tears away, but instead sucked the tears one after another. Go in. Zefa's will continued to collapse with these words. The will that had been high in the past few days due to the discovery that Li Feng, who might be his child, was still alive, and the terrifying domineering power seemed to disappear, and his whole person seemed to collapse.

After saying that, Zefa closed his pocket watch, lay down on the large desk, and placed his arms on top of his heart. The ticking sound sounded in the room again.

"Afa, believe in yourself and follow your inner choice. No matter what choice you make, I will agree with you in the end. Besides, the Afa I know is a hero who will never be defeated."

A clear and gentle voice came from the pocket watch, as if she was still the always optimistic wife. Her voice was extremely obvious in the silent room.

And as the voice ended, the atmosphere in the entire office seemed to become depressing.

Zefa, who was breathing slowly, took a deep breath, opened his eyes full of perseverance, and stood up suddenly. The whole office was filled with wind due to his movements, neatly stacked documents flying around, and delicate potted plants blocking his waist. Truncated.

The terrifying will awakened from his heart, and the domineering energy that had mostly dissipated instantly condensed and became even more terrifying.

Zefa, exuding a terrifying aura, took out a bottle of blood that had been prepared from the table under him and left the office.

The waning moon has been obscured by dark clouds, and the navy officers on duty on the broad road saluted Zefa as he passed by. Zefa nodded calmly, but walked towards the naval hospital without any delay.

Zefa suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart with all his heart, and shook out the random thoughts in his head.

What he didn't notice was that when Garp, who once again defeated the "Devil's Chef" in the canteen, walked out of the canteen holding his stomach, he happened to see Zefa walking in a hurry.

When Zefa came to the door of the hospital, a trace of hesitation flashed in his heart. But in an instant, he completely changed his mind and walked directly to a familiar room with the blood bottle in his hand.

In the office, a fat man with slightly bald hair and pockmarked face was sitting hunched on a chair and looking at the illustrations on Xiao Liu Bei's book, with a lewd aura written all over his face.

Zefa's sudden intrusion caused the fat man, who was only 1.5 meters tall, to fall directly from his chair.

"Ouch, who dares to break into Uncle Creel's room without authorization? This, this, this~... is so impolite." Creel, who was originally angry, saw that the person who entered the room was General Zefa, and he changed his mind instantly. With a panicked expression on his face, he hid the little Liu Bei in his hand behind his back and lifted up his pants.

Then he wiped his hands with his coat and said with a flattering look: "Why does the general have time to come to my place today? I will make tea for you right away."

Zefa didn't pay attention to Creel's movements and just waved his hand. He said seriously: "I came here today to trouble you with something, so you don't have to be so polite."

When Creel heard that General Zefa was asking for help, he jumped on the chair. After shaking unsteadily for a few times, he turned his face to the sky, put his hands on his hips and laughed: "Ah hahaha, Uncle Creel is finally going to be promoted and make a fortune. Oh, hahahahaha. When the uncle hugged General Zefa's lap, wasn't it me who had the final say in the entire hospital?

Ahahaha, the beautiful nurse lady will definitely agree to my date application. a ha ha ha. "Kriel, who was full of excitement, ignored Zefa's gradually darkening face, laughed obscenely, and said wantonly. His body also gradually danced various strange dances, from the exciting seaweed dance to the coquettish twist. Hip dance.

Coupled with that ugly face and wretched temperament, Zefa's dark face grew countless numbers. Just when Zefa couldn't help but want to wake him up, Creel, who was showing off his dance moves on the chair, suddenly fell to the ground unsteadily. The bulging crotch hit directly against the marble that Creel used to rest his feet.

Accompanied by a loud scream, Creel's scream spread throughout the hospital.

After Zefa used his own sense of knowledge to feel it,

He looked at this doctor with a strange expression, who could tell at a glance that he had never practiced physical skills, and shook his head. The words that warned him not to use his name were suppressed, and he secretly said: "Anyway, he has no chance in this life, so I won't punish this pervert."