At this time, Jia Suo's face looked extremely embarrassed, like a wooden man on a string. He slowly turned his head and looked at Huang Heng on the Military and Government Building.
At this time, Huang Heng didn't notice Jia Suo and Zhao Wuzhang downstairs at all, not to mention the solemn expressions on their faces. Huang Heng didn't care at all.
After all, for Huang Heng, Jia Suo and Zhao Wuzhang were once his biggest supporters, and now they are also his biggest checks and balances. Therefore, how could Huang Heng care about the expressions of Jia Suo and Zhao Wuzhang.
As for Wang Qin, he has no one to fear in the empire. Even if someone with a higher status than Xun Long appears, Wang Qin will still go his own way.
After all, as the leader of the Imperial Palace, even if Wang Qin is no longer indifferent, he is not a person who will change himself easily, nor will he care about those in high positions, let alone those two kings, Jia Suo and Zhao Wuzhang. Qin didn't take anyone seriously in the first place.
"Mr. Chief, you haven't asked that person's name yet, so it's a little hasty to agree like this!" Jasuo squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, word by word.
Huang Heng stood upstairs. Seeing Jia Suo gritting his teeth, his heart trembled. Although Huang Heng had some guesses about the young man's identity, seeing his sincere look, he had no doubts.
At this time, Wang Qin heard Jia Suo's words and saw Huang Heng's hesitation and doubts, and naturally he felt a little unhappy.
"Old bitch!" Wang Qin cursed mercilessly. This was the most cruel curse word that Wang Qin could think of, and he was still an old guy.
But although Wang Qin glared at Jia Suo fiercely, he didn't say anything more. He just looked at Huang Heng above the military and political hall.
"I forgot to introduce you, the person next to me is called Lin Zihan!" Wang Qinyun said calmly, and then pointed his right hand at Huang Heng above the Military and Political Hall, "This is Huang Heng, the chief of the Ximo Military and Political Hall, Chief Huang! "
At this time, Lin Zihan looked calm. At least he only had a vague understanding of Huang Heng's identity. As for his identity, Lin Zihan didn't care at all. He was just introducing a friend as Wang Qin said.
Huang Heng, who was above the military and political hall, heard Wang Qin say the young man's name and just nodded, "Good name, it's a good name, Lin Zihan, I just think this name..."
Huang Heng suddenly thought of something, but stopped when he was about to speak. He put one hand on the edge of the window and clenched the glass shard in his palm, causing blood to flow directly from the palm of his hand along the glass shard.
Dazzling blood slowly flowed down the glass shards, and Huang Heng's palm was pierced directly. As if Huang Heng didn't know the pain, he still just held the edge of the window covered by the glass shards.
The only remaining long broken glass thorn directly pierced the palm of Huang Heng's hand, and to Huang Heng, these seemed to be trivial matters as big as sesame seeds.
"..." Wang Qin said nothing. Wang Qin admitted that he did not consider Huang Heng as an ally or friend in this matter, but dragged Huang Heng into the water. At least he had selfish motives.
Seeing the blood slowly leaving Huang Heng's palm, Wang Qin regretted a little. He felt that he should not be like this, and such regret was something that Wang Qin, who was once an imperial and powerful person, would never have such regret. .
Even Wang Qin himself was a little surprised, and began to wonder in his heart whether he was really stupid, or whether he was getting stupider and stupider. He and Huang Heng were just an exchange of interests, so why did he feel distressed about this.
Xun Long was still very calm, looking calmly at Wang Qin, at Huang Zhizong, and at the Lin Zihan that Wang Qin was talking about, the legendary dragon man.
The corner of Jia Suo's mouth twitched at this time, and his expression became much more solemn. Seeing Huang Heng's hand suddenly grasping the broken glass on the window sill, Jia Suo's smile also showed a bit of pride, the kind that looked like Huang Heng was embarrassed. of pride.
However, Huang Heng's hand tightened on the edge of the window, but he did not say a word, but kept looking at Lin Zihan, and Lin Zihan's words hit Lin Zihan's eardrums again and again.
At this time, Huang Heng felt that he had fallen into a huge trap. Wang Qin had already dug it and was waiting for him. But looking at Lin Zihan's innocent look, those words echoed in his ears. Huang Heng felt a little weird again.
Huang Heng didn't know why Long Zi was such a simple person, and why the rumored God of Death was such a harmless person, even looking a little stupid.
It's just that Huang Heng didn't know that the real Lin Zihan was very shrewd, otherwise he would have died in Longcheng long ago, and how could these subsequent things have happened.
The moment when the consciousness completely became Lin Zihan's consciousness, under the will of Lin Zihan that he instilled again and again, Xuelong's consciousness completely became Lin Zihan, a real Lin Zihan. Even Xuelong himself did not remember himself. Once a blood dragon.
"We will become friends, right?" Lin Zihan raised his head, looked at the man standing above the military and political hall, and asked in a sincere tone. The sincere tone made Wang Qin feel a little dazed, and even doubted whether he was Misheard.
"..." Wang Qin was stunned. This time, Wang Qin was completely stunned because of Lin Zihan's words, staring blankly at Lin Zihan's back.
The person who had tried so hard to be friends with him was now standing in front of him, asking the person on the roof if he could become friends because of his words.
Wang Qin put his hand on Lin Zihan's shoulder and pulled Lin Zihan back to his side. He looked at Lin Zihan with red eyes and confusion, looking at this man who was familiar to him but always felt a little strange.
"..."
Huang Heng didn't know what to say anymore. At least this time, Huang Heng didn't know what he should say at all, because what the young man said was so sincere, so sincere, and so without any scheming.
Huang Heng really couldn't understand why Long Zi, who was rumored to be like a demon, turned out to be such a boy as pure white as paper, even looking a little dazed.
"Maybe!" Huang Heng responded in a deep voice. Those words were not only meant for Lin Zihan to hear, but also for Wang Qin and Jia Suo and Zhao Wuzhang who were standing in the courtyard of the Military and Government Hall. have to.
But Huang Heng didn't know at this time that the old man wearing a bronze-like armor was from the Imperial Federation, the founder of the Git Team, and the first person in the human race whose strength was close to that of a dragon.
"So, Chief Huang has made a decision?" Xun Long slowly turned around and looked at Huang Heng, who was standing on top of the military and political hall. A fierce flame-like light flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his right fist across his body. forward.
Seeing the huge bronze cauldron slowly rising behind Xun Long, with flames still burning in the cauldron, Huang Heng could not help but tremble. The pressure coming towards him was like the sky pressing down on him.
"Pfft..." Huang Heng's body staggered backward, and his hands, which were already stained with blood, finally left the glass on the window, and blood dripped at his feet.
Blood mist spurted out from the mouth, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the remaining glass window, like a light red cherry blossom, which was in full bloom and beautiful.
Huang Heng's left hand was holding his chest, and his right hand hung on the side of his body, letting the blood slowly drip from between.
Everything happened so suddenly. Wang Qin did not expect that Xun Long's reaction would be so great. No one expected it, not even Jia Suo and Zhao Wuzhang.
Looking at the bronze tripod burning with flames, Jia Suo took two steps back uncontrollably, his expression full of fear and panic.
The same was true for Zhao Wuzhang, who looked at Xun Long with fear. This old guy was like a beast. Who knew what he would do next second.
"I'm asking you a question!" Seeing Huang Heng didn't answer, Xun Long said loudly again, "Have you already made your choice?"
After hearing Xun Long's words, Huang Heng felt a little outrageous. Make a choice? Did you give me a choice? You didn't even say anything, you just put your arrogant pressure on yourself. This kind of bullying is like the medal on your chest.
"People from the Empire Federation Git Team..." Huang Heng's trembling voice was like the sound of constantly fluctuating strings, and the vibrato reached Lin Zihan's ears little by little.
"Jit Team!" Lin Zihan, who was originally expressionless, suddenly seemed to have changed when he heard those three words. His whole body was covered with blood and energy, and he aimed at Huang Heng like a grenade.
"boom……"
Wang Qin only felt that he was shocked by something. Looking around him, Lin Zihan had already escaped, and his arm felt a numb feeling of being beaten.
In the corridor outside the meeting hall of the Military and Government Hall, Lin Zihan put his left hand on Huang Heng's neck, but without using any force, he controlled Huang Heng into the dragon's claw made of his own blood like a collar.
Huang Heng only felt that he was confused as a monk. Lin Zihan, who was a little stupid just now, suddenly seemed to have changed. Those scarlet eyeballs now looked like the rumored Long Zi, a demon who came out of hell. .
"You just said, Empire Git Team, right?" Lin Zihan's eyes were no longer that silly look, but filled with strong murderous intent.
Just by looking at each other, Huang Heng felt like he saw rivers of blood, corpses littering the fields, ghosts crying and wolves howling...
"Yes...!" Huang Heng didn't know why, but he answered Lin Zihan's question obediently, and he didn't seem to be reluctant at all, as if some kind of force prompted him to say that word.
"Team Git...is that him?" Lin Zihan didn't even turn around, but pointed at Xun Long behind him. The bone wings behind him blocked the burning heat of the flames.
Only then did Huang Heng realize that the moment Lin Zihan rushed up, the pressure that fell on his body like a drop from the sky suddenly disappeared, and the suffocating feeling also immediately dissipated.
Looking at the bone wings behind Lin Zihan, the bloody joints seemed to be bearing the pressure that should have fallen behind him. Huang Heng didn't say anything, just nodded. That medal, Huang Heng Will never forget.
A medal in the shape of a shield, with a sharp sword running through the middle, and fine lines running around the sides of the sword.
When the Huang family's disaster occurred in Sunset City, that person was wearing such a medal. Even though twenty-seven years had passed, Huang Heng still remembered it clearly.
Seeing Huang Heng's nod, Lin Zihan's angry expression suddenly revealed a light smile on his lips. He smiled very naturally, very happily, even a little proud, as if something good had happened.
