Black Book

Chapter 161 Our comrades are all over the world

It was this subtle hint that actually made Zhu Haomiao feel a sense of threat.

"Who is this young master?"

"A friend has an appointment to meet with Lord Nalan."

Seeing that Wang Hua was unwilling to explain too much, the fierce chief of the guards frowned in embarrassment and his eyes fell on the black sword at the boy's waist.

"Then please leave your weapons outside the tent."

"No, let them in."

At this moment, a mellow and magnetic bass voice came from inside the tent, and the chief guard quickly clasped his fists in response.

"As ordered."

After saying this, he lifted the thick door curtain of the central army tent and gestured respectfully.

"please."

"Excuse me."

Wang Hua clasped his fists and walked into the spacious central military tent with the silent boy.

Facing them, a sturdy man with a broad back, a square face and a rat tail on his head sat in the tent, looking at them with interest.

"Greetings, Lord Nalan."

"sit."

Wang Hua led Zhu Haomiao to sit at the bottom, quietly without saying a word, until the thick door curtain was completely closed and a mysterious force sealed the tent. The noise outside suddenly died down, and he heaved a long sigh of relief, completely relaxing.

"Junior Brother Zhu, let me introduce you. This is Nalan Shu."

"Lao Shu, this is our number one seed, Zhu Haomiao."

Hearing this, Nalan Shu stared at the young man meaningfully and nodded slightly.

"Hello, Feng Zhaobai often mentioned you to me."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao looked at the rat tail on his head with a strange expression and asked tentatively.

"Could it be...you are?"

Nalan Shu smiled without saying anything, lifted up his vest robe, revealing a mysterious and elegant purple-gold color.

Looking at the familiar [Dragon Emblem], even though he was mentally prepared, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but take a breath, and a sentence flashed through his mind.

Our comrades are spread all over the country and have even infiltrated the enemy!

Immediately, looking at Nalan Shu's mature, majestic, and even slightly old face, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Senior Nalan, when did you enter here?"

Hearing this, Nalan Shu looked into the distance and murmured.

"I was one of the first pioneers to enter, and it has been almost 40 years now."

Listening to his dreamy murmurings, Zhu Haomiao's heart was shaken.

40 years!
This is almost equivalent to experiencing half of one’s life!

On the other side, Nalan Shu shook his head, and the confusion in his heart disappeared instantly, and his pupils became clear again.

He raised his eyes and saw the boy's shocked expression, and laughed and shook his head.

"Don't look at me like this now. Feng Zhaobai and I are actually the same age. In real life, I'm only a few years older than you, so you can just call me Senior Brother."

"what?"

Looking at his mature face in his 50s, Zhu Haomiao hesitated for a moment, suppressed his strange emotions and spoke.

"Brother Nalan."

"Well, I could have ascended to the upper realm a long time ago, but the mission assigned to me by the country has not been completed. Now with the help of you, the proud sons of heaven, I finally see the dawn of ascension."

Glancing at the golden [Dragon Emblem] on the boy's chest, Nalan Shu's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Inexplicably feeling a heavy sense of responsibility, Zhu Haomiao nodded seriously.

"I will do my best to kill him and make rivers of blood flow."

As soon as these words came out, the smiles on the faces of the two people beside him froze slightly, and they looked at each other inconspicuously. What Feng Zhaobai said was right, he was really murderous!

After receiving Nalan Shu's signal, Wang Hua smiled bitterly and shrugged.

Otherwise, why would he repeatedly tell you to keep an eye on him and not to cause any trouble...

Then, they both sighed at the same time, but Wang Hua quickly cheered up and changed the subject.

"Junior Brother Zhu, I brought you here this time just to let you know that Lao Shu can be trusted."

"The subsequent faction war and the Sino-Japanese War are two sides of the same coin. We must cooperate with each other and help each other to achieve the final victory."

"Oh."

Zhu Haomiao nodded, but due to the influence of the double [Pupation], his dull and confused brain could hardly process too much complex information.

After careful thinking and serious analysis, he finally came to the conclusion: As long as I kill all the enemies, I will definitely be the winner!
After reviewing it and feeling that there was nothing wrong, Zhu Haomiao nodded with a firm look in his eyes.

"I understand. I will definitely help Senior Brother Nalan kill all the enemies!"

"........."

Nalan Shu pinched his brows in pain, vaguely understanding Feng Zhaobai's mood when he complained to him.

This understandable king has read the random reply...

However, if you think about it carefully, it seems that what he said is correct.

The essence of war is killing. As long as you kill all the enemies, you will naturally win!

But... isn't it a bit too extreme?

Sucking his teeth, Nalan Shu's emotions were churning in his heart, and finally all his thousands of words turned into a faint sigh.

"Junior Brother Zhu, at least... don't kill the prisoners!"

"Killing prisoners is unknown!"

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Time flies, and more than ten days have passed in a flash.

In the command hall outside Pyongyang, Li Zhenxi stared at the three-dimensional holographic map and bit his lip in anxiety and anticipation.

"It's been more than ten days, and he hasn't made a move yet?"

Cui Zhenyu on the side shook his head and said calmly.

"He is very patient. He is probably still sensing the situation on the battlefield."

Hearing this, several other on-duty hegemons gathered around, their faces full of gossip.

"Choi Jin-woo, aren't you a blood ally? Do you know that... uh... that [Son of the Dragon]?"

Looking around at this group of curious gossipers, Choi Jin-woo grinned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"I know as much about Him as you do, all of which are hearsay."

"Then he must be just a show-off, right? He has been on the front line for more than ten days, but there is no result at all..."

Hearing Li Zhenxi's whisper, Choi Zhenyu shook his head without hesitation.

"Impossible, that is the Abyss verified by the Security Council."

"Besides, the [Evil Dragon of the Empire] was not something that I boasted about, but something that I got from the Japanese..."

"I guess you've all watched the video of that match. Ask yourself, could you have displayed that kind of might when you were at the Silver level?"

Seeing everyone frowning in deep thought, Cui Zhenyu continued to smile.

“Not to mention the Silver level, even many Hegemony-level transcendents cannot touch the [Mythic Posture]. I believe you all know more or less about the identity of the opponent who was crushed to death by Him…”

"That's the true reincarnation of a god, one of the three most powerful noble sons in Japan!"

"What was the result? He was trampled to death by the Dragon's Son!"

"That's why the Japanese people wail [Evil Dragon of the Empire]. The enemy's pain and despair are the best evidence..."

(End of this chapter)