Fast Transmigration: Almighty Hang Force

When Fang Yizhen woke up, he found that he was sleeping in a gorgeous and luxurious room, and everything he could see was resplendent and magnificent. He almost thought that he had entered the next world in a state of unconsciousness—after all, such extravagant decorations are not worth the money. At a certain level, 90.00% of the human beings above five are afraid of starvation and cold in the last days, and the sense of disobedience is unusually heavy.

Soon, he knew that he was still in this world, because Jiang Ting opened the door and walked in.

Seeing Fang Yizhen sitting, a smile appeared on Jiang Ting's face, and even his tone was gentle: "Dad, you are awake."

"Yeah." Fang Yizhen frowned: "Where is this? I slept for a long time?"

"We've arrived at the headquarters."

Fang Yizhen was taken aback. According to the original plan, it would take them more than half a month to get to the headquarters. During this period, they had to bypass many zombie-intensive places, and there were still many routes to go on foot. Could it be that he slept for more than half a month? ——This is obviously impossible, he looked at Jiang Ting's face with a light and soft smile, for some reason, he didn't ask about the weirdness, but asked: "Where are Luo Xing and the others? "

Jiang Ting's black eyes, which were as bright as ice water, flickered slightly, and his smile remained unchanged: "Uncle Luo and the others have already left, because I will protect Dad in the future, so there is no need to trouble Uncle Luo and them, right?"

Fang Yizhen stared at Jiang Ting's constantly opening and closing lips, which were pale and barely noticeable blue, and he suddenly wondered, when did the boy's complexion become so bad, and his skin showed a lifeless gray , almost transparent, even the dark purple blood vessels under the skin are faintly visible.

But those eyes were more energetic than before, with burning eyes, as if some hot emotion would burst out at any moment, which made his pale face a little more angry.

"Alright." Fang Yizhen rolled over and got out of bed, Jiang Ting lightly pressed his shoulder: "Dad, wait."

"what happened?"

Jiang Ting walked to the closet and took out a neat white dress: "There is a banquet in the hall now, Dad, it's not appropriate for you to go out like this."

banquet?These people who have nothing but power and money really know how to enjoy themselves.

"Dad, I picked this specially for you. You can try it and show me, okay?"

Fang Yizhen hummed, and took off the T-shirt he was wearing. Jiang Ting's eyeballs were glued to his body from the beginning to the end. After seeing him take off his clothes without hesitation, his Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.

Jiang Ze had a typical body shape, and it happened that Fang Yizhen didn't bother to exercise, so although his figure wasn't unattractive, it definitely didn't have such a beautiful eight-pack muscle line.It's just that his waist is thin, his skin is white, and his texture is well-proportioned. Under the shining white light, it seems to be coated with a halo, which is so soft that Jiang Ting can't move his eyes.

Dad...so beautiful.

Every inch of skin, every piece of flesh and blood is beautiful.It makes people want to touch it, the touch must be great.

Jiang Ting moved forward restlessly on his toes, until Fang Yizhen reached out to him for clothes, and his brain was filled with something hot, and he regained a little clarity: "Dad, let me help you put it on, the buttons are a bit difficult Buckle it."

Fang Yizhen gave him a strange look, always feeling that after waking up, no matter how he looked at the little brat, there was a subtle sense of disobedience. "Well, then you come."

Jiang Ting's hand finally touched the delicate skin as he wished.

As expected, warm and pliable.

A low sigh of satisfaction overflowed from his throat. At the same time, Fang Yizhen gasped, grabbed his hand, and held it in his palm: "Why are your hands so cold?" A small stove, holding him to sleep is like holding a hot water bottle.

Jiang Ting squeezed his fingers little by little, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing—it's been like this for three years."

"I'll wear it myself, you go pour a cup of hot water to warm your hands."

He quickly got dressed.

The dress fit so well, it was almost tailor-made for him.

After putting on the shoes, Fang Yizhen walked to the fitting mirror and took a look. He looked taller and more energetic than usual in a white coat.

Jiang Ting silently watched behind him, with gloomy eyes, and after a while, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Father, you haven't changed much in these three years."

Fang Yizhen hummed: "You have changed a lot. You have grown taller."

Jiang Ting approached from behind, leaned his chin on his shoulder, and supported his waist with both hands.This posture is very ambiguous, but Fang Yizhen just acted like a kid and acted like a baby again, so she didn't break away.

"But Dad recognized me right away. I'm so happy."

Fang Yizhen raised his hand and stroked his hair: "Okay, I'm going to the lobby."

Jiang Ting hummed and led him to the hall. He thought Jiang Ting would go back to his room after delivering it to the door. After all, this kind of banquet is attended by famous people.However, the huge golden door was slowly pushed open, and when the waiter bent down and called him Chief Jiang respectfully, Fang Yizhen's eyes widened.

Jiang Ting always has a cold face to the outside world, coupled with his dark eyes and pale complexion, it makes people feel uneasy invisibly. He retreats three feet and dare not look directly, maybe he feels the surprised eyes of the people around him. In an instant, he put on a gentle smile: "Are you surprised, Dad?"

Fang Yizhen nodded: "When did you become the chief?" As soon as he said the words, a flash of light flashed in his mind: "Could it be that the Z base is..."

The smile in Jiang Ting's eyes deepened: "Yes. Dad, that's our new home, and I'm here to pick you up. ——Of course, the environment and conditions here are much better than those in Base Z, where there are too many Dirty things, maybe Dad doesn’t want to see them, so if you prefer the headquarters, it’s okay, as long as it’s what you want, it will be yours.”

Fang Yizhen suddenly felt that... her little brat was simply a dick.

What's the matter with this instant vision of Tian Liang Wang Po?

And such words of "laying down the headquarters as a stronghold" to fill up the hatred value dare to say it on this occasion!Maybe the next moment he will be regarded as a living target.It has to be said that people with full combat power are more confident than fighting the five scum.

The hall is full of underwear, fragrant temples, and shadows. The crystal European-style chandelier is so large that it can kill a person if it falls. The refracted light illuminates the entire hall. Everywhere is as bright as day. The illusion that never came.However, this is just an illusion. These so-called elites are all trampling on countless blood and pains, drinking and drinking, and covering their numb self and this rotten world with a beautiful and false veil of self-deception.

Soon, many people came towards the father and son with thin tall champagne glasses.

Fang Yizhen was wearing a decent and bright white dress, which made him more gentle and elegant, and seemed easy to get along with, but kept a distance from everyone, and directly refused the approach and approach of others with body language.Jiang Ting, who was standing beside him, was wearing a dark-colored dress, which made his complexion strangely transparent and bluish-white.

Both father and son don't want to have too much contact with them.

But one of them is a scientific research genius who is famous in the world, rich and powerful, and is very likely to hold the last hope and vitality of this world; the other has gathered countless forces in just three years, and already has An all-powerful user with monstrous power on an equal footing with the head of the headquarters—or it could be called the doomsday terminator.

Even if the high-class people don't want to have a hot face and a cold butt, they still have to squeeze out a flattering smile and move forward.

Fang Yizhen became impatient when he saw those salivating faces. He kept rejecting invitations from the headquarters because he was too lazy to deal with such situations. Compared with these, he would rather stay in the laboratory.

And Jiang Ting simply ignored these people.His eyes were always on his father.

At this moment, a girl in a pure white evening dress was pushed out by her father, who was full of snobbish eyes, and was pushed in front of Jiang Ting abruptly.

"Chief Jiang, this is my daughter. You are about the same age. You should have a lot of topics to talk about. Why don't you let my daughter chat with you?"

The girl's face was pure and charming, with only light make-up on, but her eyebrows were mothed, her cheeks were blushing shyly and embarrassingly.

Jiang Ting didn't express anything, but Fang Yizhen observed the girl.

Judging by his appearance, he is pretty good, little boy, it's almost time for the spring heart to sprout, right?This girl is still quite suitable.

After all, he is an enlightened father~

But Dad is watching from the sidelines, he should be shy, right?Fang Yizhen coughed lightly, intending to walk away a few steps and let them play together, so she said to Jiang Ting, "I'll go and say hello to the President, you don't have to accompany me, I'll come back to you later."

Jiang Ting frowned slightly, as if Fang Yizhen wasn't happy about not wanting him to follow him, but he quickly covered it up: "Then dad must come back quickly."

If he doesn't see his father, he will be very anxious.

"Understood." Fang Yizhen waved his hand and walked away hiding his merits and fame.

Jiang Ting's eyes kept chasing his back until he could no longer see him, then he lowered his eyes slowly, shaking the intoxicatingly fragrant wine in his glass in a tired and bored way.

The girl stood beside him blankly and opened her mouth, wanting to speak to him very much.

At the first glance, she was fascinated by the young man in front of her.

Under those shining eyes, the face that was as cold as frost and lifeless had a psychedelic allure, making people look at it like falling into something wrapped in a black sweet breath. Like a net, I don't want to break free, and I can't break free.

Maybe it was Jiang Ting's expression that made it clear that he didn't want to talk to anyone, and everyone didn't dare to provoke him, so they had to leave, so the girl was the only one left by his side.

Jiang Ting lowered his eyelids halfway, then raised his head and took a half sip of his wine.

Dad had been out of his sight for half a minute.

Ah, I miss him so much, my mind is full of him, my eyes only want to see him alone, do I want to find him?

But Dad said he would be back soon, should he believe Dad?

The wine was piled up at the corner of his mouth, dyeing those thin, pale lips with bright color, under the light, it was so dazzling that people could see stars.

The girl looked at him almost obsessively, and suddenly collided with his lowered eyes without a trace of emotion, she blurted out as if she had been cursed with some kind of soul-shattering spell: "Chief, Chief, I like you!" !"

The author has something to say: Girl: I like you!

Little boy: Like, what is it?

Girl: Just do what you want!Let's do it!Do it until you cry!

Little boy: ...I see.

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