"Wang Ye, I'm your uncle!"
The moment he realized the source of the problem, a shrill cry rang out in the wasteland!
Nowadays, although the efficiency of Mao Yongan's treasure hunt has been reduced a lot, the risks are also not as great as before.
"Good stuff!"
At this time, Mao Yongan looked at the plaque with the words "Fengdu City" written on it, and subconsciously let out an exclamation!
Although he didn't know the specific function of this thing, based on intuition and experience, he deduced that this thing was absolutely good.
pity...
There is a master.
Mao Yongan shook his head regretfully.
He has also learned about the newly built city by Tianzhu through his own intelligence.
What just puzzled him was that from what he learned, the new city seemed to be called Guimen Pass, but why was there a sign called Fengdu City!
The journey through the wasteland was too tiring.
I just happened to go into the city to visit, take a break, and see if there is any chance...
What if the sign is not hung securely and falls to the ground?
If it falls to the ground, it means that it has no owner. Those who are destined can take it! This logic is no problem!
In this way, Mao Yongan revealed his identity at the city gate, representing Daocheng, and entered to visit.
Rejecting the company of others, Mao Yongan walked on the street.
Although it is still in the construction stage, it has begun to take shape. It can be seen that the quality of this city seems to be particularly good!
The buildings along the road are very well preserved.
Many of them can be used with simple repairs, but some houses need to be renovated to maximize the accommodation of more people.
Unknowingly, Mao Yongan came to the Tianzhu branch.
After visiting for a while, Mao Yongan was full of praise!
Mao Yongan has always complained about the same high-rise buildings in Tianzhu!
This kind of row of exquisite buildings can form an angle with each other, and the safety will definitely be greatly enhanced!
Is it Wang Ye's work?
With the strength of Daocheng, it is very easy to check the top leadership of Xincheng.
This is also the reason why Mao Yongan came up with the idea of that plaque!
To rob others is called robbing!
But is there any burden to rob Wang Ye? Absolutely not!
I have taken a lot of blame for this bastard along the way.
"Grocery store?"
"This door?"
"nice one!"
Mao Yongan's eyes lit up and his heart was filled with excitement!
After carefully glancing around and making sure no one was around, he quietly touched it.
Gently push the door open.
I saw the kind, kind and familiar old woman lying on the rocking chair.
Mao Yongan seemed to be petrified.
A breeze blew by, and the hair on his forehead was flying in the wind!
For a moment, I wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Is this your grandma? She's taking it with her even when moving!!?"
Mao Yongan almost gritted his teeth and said word by word!
But this...
It obviously stimulated the old woman in the rocking chair!
She opened her eyes and looked at Mao Yongan with a kind smile: "What a coincidence, young man, come in!"
"I...I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do."
"My father is critically ill."
After Mao Yongan finished speaking, he turned around and ran away without hesitation!
but...
His body froze on the spot as if out of control, he stiffly walked into the grocery store and closed the door.
It can be seen that Mao Yongan's face is already a little distorted.
Very ugly.
"Child, I understand you so well."
"Don't worry, if it doesn't work, I'll find a new father for you."
The old woman said something that Mao Yongan seemed to understand, and released the control on him.
Mao Yong'an, who had already accepted his fate, had a surprise smile on his face: "Ah, grandma, I miss you so much!"
"I never thought we were so destined!"
With that said, Mao Yongan came to the old woman and pressed her shoulders skillfully.
The old woman closed her eyes in enjoyment.
After a while.
The old woman suddenly opened her eyes: "What did you just call me?"
"Grandma...grandma?"
Mao Yongan was a little puzzled and blinked his big eyes, which were very bright!
"Hey, what a great grandson!"
The old woman looked like she was very helpful: "Good boy, open the door."
Mao Yongan followed the instructions in a daze.
“One foot across the threshold.”
"Oh, yes, yes, turn around and raise your head a little."
"Laugh, not like that."
"Be simple and scratch your head!"
"Okay, okay, that's it."
The old woman continued to direct, and Mao Yongan became more and more confused.
Looking at the door that was so close, he wanted to run away several times, but he endured it.
"Grandma...grandma...then, what do you need me to do?"
Mao Yongan was full of confusion.
"Call grandma."
The old woman stared at Mao Yongan and spoke word by word.
"ah?"
"Call!"
"Grandma!" Mao Yongan shouted.
At this moment, the old woman's face was full of comfort: "Comfortable!"
"continue!"
"Scream a thousand times!"
"After calling me to cook for you, you've lost weight!"
The old woman's eyes were always so gentle and kind.
But Mao Yongan felt a chill.
This chill is biting to the bone.
Ice cold.
Make people sink.
Maintaining the movements arranged by the old woman, and adding a unique smile, even though he had cried countless times in his heart, he still insisted on calling...grandma.
A thousand times.
The old woman sat lazily in the rocking chair, rocking gently.
There seemed to be some ancient tune humming in his mouth, and he looked very comfortable.
…
Go to Beijing!
A man wearing a mask, covered in blood, and missing a little finger entered the city.
At the gate of the city, several vendors took a casual glance, took out their mobile phones, edited a few text messages, and sent them out.
This person entered the Tianzhu directly and came to Zhang Ziliang's office.
soon...
The team held an emergency meeting.
Only three major ministers participated.
Half an hour later, Wen Hua, with a numb expression and dull eyes, led a group of people out of the city in a hurry, as if he had no soul.
It's just like...
Although people are still alive, their hearts are dead.
He was already in this state half a month ago.
This scene was noticed by someone who was interested in the secret, and for a while, an undercurrent surged in Beijing City.
It was as if there were a pair of invisible hands pushing something.
Three days later...
There were only two people left in the Intelligence Department, and they returned to Beijing with serious injuries.
Wen Hua is dead!
This news was like a bomb, causing an uproar.
Wen Hua, one of the top leaders of Tianzhu, leads the Intelligence Department and is the elder of Tianzhu.
He died so suddenly.
Even though Tianzhu kept covering up the news, it was still quickly delivered.
For a moment, Tianzhu was furious!
After the last Tianzhu purge, the few spies left were frantically searching for specific information.
Zhang Ziliang looked at Li Xinghe who could barely open his eyes. A complicated look flashed in his eyes, but he soon returned to being cold.
"Old guy, are you okay?"
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The author has something to say:
Recently, I have seen many people saying that if the author digs a hole but doesn’t fill it, he will never be able to fill it... It’s very tiring. In fact, there are many pitfalls that I am not going to fill in right now. It is a bit early...but there is nothing I can do about it. Many things are actually very obvious, such as the girl in the orphanage, Zhou Han's followers have already said that it is Iron Bridge Town, and the tomb, including the age, is not right. Xiaosi... is older and cannot be compared. So I wasted a lot of women I wrote about, and only Zhang Xiao is left... I will definitely fill in the pits slowly, but when filling in the pits, I need to consider a lot of details, so the update will be slower, and Please forgive me. Finally...can I ask for a reward? I haven't seen it a few times, such as certification from a great god, I really want to...
