"but!"

"Who is the son of the Chinese nation, who is willing to be slaughtered like a pig and sheep... defend the Yellow River, defend North China, defend the whole of China... the wind is roaring, the horse is yelling, and the Yellow River is roaring!"

In a small secret room, a god of disaster was imprisoned. Tang Hong opened his arms, and his voice and emotion were both lush. Five tones sang a chorus of the Yellow River for him.

This is the fighting spirit of the Chinese people and the praise of resisting foreign enemies.

certainly.

Tang Hong chose this song in part because of the Yellow River Organization.

Ever since embarking on this road...

Well, to be precise, he was completely fooled by Fang Nanxun, and was scared and tempted, which made Tang Hong very dissatisfied. Why just give me a car?

That year, people were still pure, their hearts were still immature, and they also liked Porsche, Ferrari, Lamborghini and even the Bugatti Veyron. However, Fang Nanxun only took out one Audi. Today, Tang Hong stood at the level of Fang Nanxun, and could no longer find the boy he used to be, and could no longer experience the excitement of driving a supercar and reaching the peak of his life.

It’s like a man who loves beauty struggles for most of his life, and finally surrounded by beauties, all kinds of styles, and has a higher pursuit of life.

It's okay to draw a gun and fight, but such a battle has become boring.

Regret is regret.

But Tang Hong deeply understood that during his growth stage, the Yellow River Organization sheltered from wind and rain and paved the way. The road was so smooth that it was unbelievable, without worries and no resources.

It is due to extraordinary style.

More reasons are that the Yellow River Organization is silently working. He holds countless expectations and stands at the center of the stage that is highly anticipated. But before that, the Yellow River Organization helped him lay a solid foundation in the audience, pushing Tang Hong forward step by step, sweep away all interference, just move forward, and don’t worry about anything else.

"So."

Tang Hong stared at the colorful feathers that were still moving and were puzzled.

"I can't sing you a song about the Yellow River!"

"Another hymn of human courage!" Tang Hong adjusted his voice type to a low, heavy and grand magnetic voice.

Each syllable, ups and downs, comes from the heart.

To the extreme enthusiasm, Tang Hong's extraordinary voice hit the walls of the secret room, with a faint echo effect.

"Get up, people who don't want to be slaves..."

"The Chinese nation has arrived, the most dangerous time..."

"Get up, get up, get up!" Tang Hong sang the last sentence, his blood was surging, and he wished he could climb the silver round platform alone, break into the suppression area, grab the God of Disaster and beat him up, and beat him to death: "Go forward, move forward, move forward!"

In the end, he still didn't go up and faced the battle power of a god of disaster that needed to enter the saint level. Tang Hong exhaled a long sigh.

"Two songs."

"This song should only be found in heaven, how many times can you hear it in the world?"

"Men listens to silence, women listens to cry... I'm already filled with tears. Where are you, it's worth it."

Still not, Tang Hong didn't believe it anymore. He could sing to the servant of God, but he could gain one person. He couldn't sing to the servant of God.

Can't God's messenger understand human words?

It seems that too, Dr. Sang said just now that this God of Disaster has no wisdom in thinking.

But perseverance and never give up is a traditional virtue.

How can I give up halfway?

In the small secret room, the singing was loud, the five-color feathers on the silver round platform remained motionless, and the five large divine power colliders were running at full capacity. Tang Hong chose the first "Borrowing from the Sky for another five hundred years".

"Look at the iron hooves, walking all over the mountains and rivers~"

"May fireworks be peaceful and happy in the world~"

"As a person, you are brave, why should you be afraid of hardships and dangers? The passion remains unchanged. Year after year, I really want to live another five hundred years. I really... me." Tang Hong was stunned as he sang.

If possible, we Chaofan really want to live another five hundred years, at least until the day when we see the hope of victory.

But our lifespan is limited to fifty years.

The theoretical life span of the saint is up to fifty-five.

We don’t live long, and we don’t live long, and our lifespan is shorter than that of normal people.

Even if the meteor flashes, he vows to illuminate the night. But who would care about the inconspicuous meteor that crossed the sky and disappeared from afar?

‘Is the extraordinary public?’

‘I agree.’

Tang Hong sang the complete song while thinking.

【Dingdong!】

【For the first time I experience a person causing emotional fluctuations in the divine messenger, one person is worth ten]

A flow of information emerged from the system interface. Tang Hong tilted his head and was secretly surprised: "Is it my singing that caused His emotional fluctuations, or am I sentimental? This is a situation that has never been seen before."

"Try again."

"Let the doctor wait a little longer outside."

...

Tang Hong: "***??,***?!"

【Dingdong!】

【For the first time I experience a person scolding the messenger, one person is worth two】

...

Tang Hong: "Richness, democracy, civilization, harmony. Freedom, equality, justice, rule of law. Patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendship."

【Dingdong!】

【For the first time I experience one person educating the messenger, one person is worth two】

In fact.

Dr. Sang led Tang Hong into the Golden Secret Room, mainly trying to test Tang Hong's divine breath resistance.

You should know that the ultimate divine material is part of the divine body of the God of Disaster, not the divine body, but the divine body!

Therefore, it is necessary to measure data, tailor-made configuration, resistance to divine power and divine breath, and how much damage is. These are necessary preparations before creating the ultimate divine object.

It's complicated, but simple. Dr. Sang predicts that half an hour will be enough... I never expected that Tang Hong took an hour to open the door, with a rosy face and a happy face.

‘The spring breeze is proud!’

Dr. Sang was also shocked.

For the first time in my life, I encountered such a strange extraordinary person.

After walking into the secret room in two or three steps, he carefully looked at the body of the God of Disaster imprisoned by the Silver Round Platform, turned his head and looked at Tang Hong up and down. Dr. Sang felt that the worldview was shaking: "Jiang Lulu was already crazy to eat gods."

"You, you..."

Dr. Sang really wants to ask, Tang Hong, what did you do to Him?

Look,

The feathers that have been floating,

At this time, it fell quietly on the surface of the round table.

It seems to have been tortured and abused by a madman.

"Don't look at me, it's not me." Tang Hong opened his eyes open with an innocent look: "I did nothing, just sang, dance, or something."

"I believe in you."

Dr. Sang sighed quietly and was very pleased. He liked Tang Hong, a person who was obviously crazy and unaware of it.

Because...we are the same kind of people.

That night.

Tang Hong happily checks the inventory of one person.

With a bang, the door opened and a golden shadow pounced on it.

"Jiang Lulu!"

Tang Hong soared into the air, lay in the air, looking at her with her chin: "How come your hair... has turned black."

Jijiji, Jiang Lulu, who plunged into the quilt but was lost, raised her chin.

"Mom said it!"

"Children cannot dye their hair! Girls still have the best black hair." Jiang Lulu followed Liu Sheng from the Yunhai Division, returned to the Imperial Capital Division, and returned to the Central Research Institute.

After listening to Jiang Lulu’s words, Tang Hong said, “Your mother said that it was not good to dye her hair and then dyed her black hair. It seems that something is wrong.”

"Sure, no (≧▽≦)/~"

Jiang Lulu sat up, looking proud, as if she was pointing out to Jiangshan: "Nong knew that the gods are so delicious!"
Chapter completed!