I'm really not a dark Ultraman

Chapter 110 I'm not good! Ultraman!
Director Sawai's kindness and expectations made it difficult for Zhou Hong to refuse. During the first long period of time, in addition to normal physical training, Zhou Hong had been learning from Director Sawai.

The old man kept telling Zhou Hong about his life experiences, such as emergency rescue arrangements for natural disasters, emergency evacuation from monsters, etc.

The ocean of knowledge slowly submerges the muscles.

Zhou Hong didn't know when he walked out of Director Zejing's office. When he was sitting in his lounge and saw an unread email, his pupils gradually became fixed.

The email address has never been given to anyone, and spam messages are automatically blocked by the system. All communications between the Victory Team and the recruit team are done through PDI.

There is no doubt who sent this email.

"Kirino Makufu, it must be you!" Zhou Hong didn't even glance at the content of the letter. He turned directly to the end of the mailbox and looked at the sender's name.

マドカダイゴ.

The corner of Zhou Hong's mouth twitched. The Japanese translation of this katakana was exactly Daigu's name.

After a quick look, I found that it was Daigu who forwarded the email from Kirino Makuo.

Kirino Makufu, do you look down on me? You only sent the letter to Daiko? You completely ignored me.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Zhou Hong curled his lips and said, "I guess it must be Dagu this time."

Sure enough, when I opened the door, I saw Dagu with an anxious look on his face.

He hurried into Zhou Hong's room and quickly closed the door.

A certain female member of the Victory Team who wished to remain anonymous noticed something was wrong with Dagu and put her ear against Zhou Hong's door.

Well. The soundproofing effect is very good. She didn't hear any sound at all.

Liang, who had just passed by here, looked at the senior of the Victory Team with confusion, while Lina, who was lying on the door, suddenly stiffened. She supported herself on the door with both hands, pushed herself open, and left slowly in silence.

Lina's actions also aroused Liang's curiosity, so he also leaned against the door and listened.

Not hearing any sound, she left with deep doubts.

But I met Lina again at the corner.

"Ahong, have you read the email I forwarded to you?" Dagu asked impatiently after closing the door.

Zhou Hong nodded slowly, and leisurely made a cup of tea for Dagu.

The dark green tea reflected a picture of anxiety, and the picture gradually became blurred in the waves.

"Don't worry. It's useless to worry. This guy obviously knows your identity."

"If you really had bad intentions, you would have been exposed by now."

Zhou Hong easily pushed Dagu onto the chair, then sat down and drank his tea, looking very peaceful.

Da Gu's eyes were particularly strange. After staring at Zhou Hong for a while, he asked softly, "Ahong, have you read the content of the email?"

Dagu's question made Zhou Hong feel confused. He took a sip of tea and replied, "Didn't I ask you to meet me somewhere?"

"That's true, but that's not the most important thing!" Da Gu slammed the table and stood up, "Ahong, you didn't even read the email!"

Dagu, who had always looked reliable, actually acted a little crazy.

Zhou Hong tapped the ground with his toes and the roller chair moved in front of the computer. He slid the rollers and flipped the email back to the top.

The general content of the letter was to ask Dagu to come out for a meeting, and at the end of the email, it mainly mentioned the existence of Zhou Hong.

[Please be sure to invite the other Ultra Warrior here. I have a lot to say to him.]

The bold, underlined and larger red font made Zhou Hong smell the bitterness in the heart of a man named Kirino Makufu on the other side of the screen when the email was being written.

It is even more flavorful than vinegar, and its taste is closer to oranges in early autumn.

It was a sour pain that made one's face hideous. Even if one spit out the orange, the taste would still remain in the mouth, making it difficult to recover for a long time.

Zhou Hong scratched his head. "It seems that the recent situation has made this guy unbearable."

"But with such strong emotions, why didn't you send the email to me?"

Da Gu suddenly asked a soul-searching question, "Ahong, your new recruit team is a reserve team, so you don't have your own bulletin board, right?"

"How did he know your email address?"

Zhou Hong was slightly stunned and abruptly changed the subject.

"For Area K, Daigu will need you to act as the driver."

Zhou Hong didn't want to mention it, and Dagu, who didn't want to be beaten, naturally skipped the topic of email.

As for the idea of ​​driving, Dagu, who was going to go with the group, naturally would not refuse.

There was no need to hesitate, and the two of them immediately walked towards the garage together.

Two little heads popped out from the corner on the other side and followed quietly.

They are both human beings with special abilities, so why do they both receive praise from people while I am only cursed as a monster?

I accept that Da Gu can become the winning team, but why can this reckless man become the director of TPC in the changing future?

I have predicted this many times in a row and the result is always the same!

I can't accept this! I absolutely can't accept this!
Why is there such a big gap in treatment between people?

He swallowed the last bite of the slightly hard and sour noodles and casually wiped the remaining juice from the corner of his mouth.

The whitish gray cloth wiped off the dirt on the glasses, and the person wearing the black-framed glasses stood up, driving the body named Kirino Makuo.

Anxiety affected Dagu, making it inevitable that he would drive with some emotion.

The speeding, leaping and drifting Dram car weaved through the traffic and soon arrived at the agreed place.

It was a large square with the restaurant located in the lobby. Although it was not a holiday, there were still many tourists.

Dagu originally thought it would be a quiet little place with only three or two people, but there were so many people that he had no way of telling who had sent him the email.

Zhou Hong acted as if he was really out for fun and called the waiter to order some dishes.

After taking a sip of lemonade, Dagu began to doubt his life: "Did we go the wrong way?"

"Just sit back and relax. What is meant to come will come naturally, don't you think?" Zhou Hong turned his head and asked the man with black-framed glasses at the next table.

The man with black-framed glasses chuckled, "As expected of Ultraman Joestar, you can accurately find me among so many people."

"If I don't say anything, you're just going to let us sit there in boredom?"

Kirino Makuo pushed up his black-framed glasses and said, "If you can't even find me, then our conversation can't continue."

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