Rebirth: A Tang sword dominates the apocalypse

Facing this machine gun, no one resisted at all.

After all, everyone has just experienced the power of machine guns, and no one wants to be beaten into pieces, right?

"Get out of the car and tell me what your purpose is?"

An old man's voice came from behind the machine gun. The sound seemed amplified countless times in the empty basement, making Mo Yu and others swallow their saliva.

Then Mo Yu and others were very obedient and walked out of the car obediently. After getting off, the group stood in a row with their hands raised above their heads.

Wu Yuqing, who was on the far side, also smiled and imitated the movements of others.

"Hey? Little baby? Come to grandpa quickly. Grandpa has candy here."

The moment Wu Yuqing got out of the car, the old man's voice of surprise came from behind the machine gun, and then a figure hurriedly walked out from behind the machine gun.

"Grandpa...you...oh...forget it..."

The young man sitting in the driver's seat sighed helplessly when he saw his grandfather's appearance. Then he got out of the car and motioned to Mo Yu and others not to raise his hands.

Mo Yu and the others looked at the strange old man holding Wu Yuqing and smiling in front of them with doubts on their faces.

"Put your hands down. There shouldn't be any harm in your appearance."

The young man walked up to a few people and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Mo Yu and others hesitantly lowered their hands.

"Everyone, please follow me."

The young man smiled and pointed a way to Mo Yu and others. Mo Yu and others looked at each other and followed.

After all, it seems from now on that the young man in front of them has no ill intentions towards them and should be a good person.

Then, under the leadership of the young man, the group also took the elevator to a larger office.

"Please sit down."

The young man said to several people with a smile, and then he sat on the sofa nearby.

Upon seeing this, Mo Yu also took Su Ling's hand and sat down, and Wu Jinhao followed suit and sat on the sofa.

Several people looked aside in unison.

I saw that the old man was hugging Wu Yuqing and was very happy. Wu Yuqing even touched his beard without any problem.

Seemingly noticing the gazes of a few people, the old man turned to them with a smile and said.

"You guys chat, you talk, I play with the kids."

Then he carried Wu Yuqing to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Seeing this, the young man smiled helplessly and sighed, and then said in an apologetic tone to Mo Yu and the others.

"Sorry, he is my grandfather. He has liked children since he was a child."

Hearing this, Mo Yu and others quickly waved their hands to express that they were fine.

"By the way, my name is Zhang Xiaosong."

"Who are you? And what is the purpose of coming here?"

Mo Yu and others looked at each other, and after confirming with the eyes of Su Ling and Wu Jinhao.

Mo Yu also breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to tell Zhang Xiaosong what happened along the way.

............

One hour.

By the time Mo Yu finished speaking, his mouth was dry.

"Look at my memory. I didn't even pour water for you when the guests came. Come on, please drink the water. Don't worry it's not poisonous."

Zhang Xiaosong smiled and took out a bottle of unopened mineral water from the cabinet on the side and poured it on Mo Yu and others.

Mo Yu took the first sip, then tasted it carefully, and after confirming that it was not poisonous, he indicated with his eyes that they could drink water.

Seeing the appearance of the three of them, Zhang Xiaosong smiled bitterly. Just as he was about to speak, the old man's voice came from not far away.

"You young people are really good at it. You can come here from such a far away place."

Then I saw the old man walking over with Wu Yuqing in his arms, then he smiled and gently placed Wu Yuqing on the sofa, and he also found a seat on the sofa and sat down.

Everyone looked at the old man and swallowed unconsciously.

Just because the moment the old man sat on the sofa, the aura of a superior seemed to be revealed. The serious look on his face seemed completely different from the old man who was holding Yuqing and smiling constantly.

Even if they are not fortune tellers, Mo Yu and the others can tell at a glance that the other person must have experienced years of fighting. Anyone who is targeted by the old man will feel a little panic.

But if you look at Zhang Xiaosong again, this feeling will disappear.

After all, Zhang Xiaosong looked at Wen Wen quietly, with fair skin, and an air of elegance in his every move.

If Zhang Xiaosong hadn't said it himself, Mo Yu would have thought that Zhang Xiaosong was just the old man's secretary or something, and how could he have thought of him as his grandson.

"You said... you are looking for a soldier named Lu Zeyun?"

The old man took out a small iron box from his pocket, and then took out a plastic box from another pocket. He opened the plastic box and took out a piece of paper of unknown purpose. Then he opened the iron box and found something inside. a pack of tobacco.

I saw the old man carefully wrapping the paper with the tobacco in the box. After confirming it, he took out the lighter from his trouser pocket and lit the cigarette.

"Damn it, in what age does this kind of smoking still exist? Am I out?"

Mo Yu thought secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it to his face.

"Oh grandpa, how can you smoke here?"

"Sorry, sorry, this is my grandfather's hobby, I'm sorry."

Zhang Xiaosong said a little embarrassed.

Everyone also waved their hands and said it was nothing serious.

"Grandpa, he has no other hobbies. He went to school when he was fighting against the Japanese."

"Huh? Fighting against Japan? How old is your old man this year?"

Mo Yu couldn't help but exclaimed, the anti-island war happened many years ago, and this is something that makes every Chinese person's blood boil when they hear it.

At this moment, Mo Yu and others couldn't help but admire the old man in front of them.

"Old man, I am eighty-two this year."

"I rely on!"

Mo Yu couldn't help but exclaimed.

Just because the old man in front of me looks like he is only in his 60s and almost 82. How can he be [-]? !

Reminiscent of not long ago, the old man in front of them saved them with a machine gun.

Everyone couldn't bear it anymore.

"Master, you are so awesome!"

"Master, you are quite powerful."

"Idol."

"Oh, I know you may not believe it, but my grandpa is really 82 this year."

Zhang Xiaosong looked at the shocked three people and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Then... then, old man, may I ask your name..."

"Zhang Xianguo."

"Zhang Xianguo...Zhang Xian...you are!"

Su Ling murmured after hearing the old man's self-introduction. She always felt that the name was familiar, and finally it made her think of it.

"What is it?"

Mo Yu and Wu Jinhao asked curiously.

"You two! Oh, I'm impressed with you!"

"Zhang Xianguo! One of the founding major generals!"