Bei Ni: "The cotton jacket is very thin, and Bei Bei's chestnuts are not hot!"

Tang Hong posted a round cat face, raised his head and smiled, and added four words "Death Gaze".

Then Bei Ni cried a few words. The general idea was to take advantage of the holiday to travel abroad with her mother. As a result, there was a major incident on an island in Western Europe. The death toll exceeded 200. I don’t know what happened. Every day when I went out, I saw a lot of people marching on the streets, holding signs or shouting slogans, asking the government to disclose the truth, and people have the right to know.

Online public opinion was even more infuriating.

Some people strike and collectively refuse to work, which makes people feel thrilling to watch.

Now, the tourism industry in Western Europe will inevitably suffer a huge impact and the economic losses are huge. The most important thing is that the people's sentiment is unstable. The head of state swears that there will be no more similar problems, and no one is willing to believe it.

Compare...

The world is the best in China.

"Ahem, ahem."

Looking at this sentence, Tang Hong, who was standing by the roadside with a small wind, lit up his eyes and had the intention of showing off for the first time in his life.

There is no me in the crowd.

The joy, anger, sorrow and happiness of the crowd is related to me.

The population density on the north bank of the Yellow River is much higher than that of the islands in the Western European continent. If the people are evacuated, the terrible and harsh effects are immeasurable.

Although Tang Hong is not that noble and great, his contribution to the two gods' altars is vaguely higher than that of most consultants. Tang Hong has only been half a year since he officially entered the extraordinary world, and it is already quite good to surpass most consultants.

On the screen.

Voice messages emerged.

Bei Ni said in a crisp voice: "It's great to have such a strong motherland, and the disaster refugees in Western Europe are particularly scary."

"Because I'm here." Tang Hong seemed to have hundreds of kittens in his heart. He pondered for a while and said seriously: "If I hadn't gone out that day and ate the cross-bridge rice noodles, which had all been meat dishes, encountered a world-destroying disaster... Forget it, let's not talk about it, in fact, I just went back to eat rice noodles. The rice noodles were still hot, and the fish balls were floating on the head. The boss asked me if I wanted to add spicy oil. I didn't add it, just added a little sesame oil."

Yes.

After saving the earth, it is not advisable to continue eating rice noodles.

Bei Ni giggled: "How much did you drink?"

"Not much, just a bottle of Coke." Tang Hong posted a little pig Peppa raised his red wine glass high and said: "Actually, I have always been hiding my merits and fame, just because I am afraid that others will know the truth and can't withstand everyone's enthusiasm. After all, I still have to study and work overtime every day. I'm very busy working overtime every day... Bei Ni, don't laugh, believe me, I will never lie to you!"

Bei Ni suddenly asked, "Okay, then tell me how many fingers do you have."

"Ten." Tang Hong was a little confused.

"Oh, you said the numbers." Bei Ni asked again withdrew the previous sentence: "You have a few fingers on your left hand."

It seemed serious and the painting style suddenly changed, which made Tang Hong a little puzzled.

If you want to check, you are also checking your household registration. What is this called? A magical text physical examination? Besides, if a girl wants to understand the man's physical condition, she usually doesn't want to ask about height and size.

So Tang Hong looked down.

‘I’m looking at the left hand.’ Tang Hong’s heart is pure and natural and pollution-free: ‘That disaster-level god battle almost wiped out the entire left arm, let alone the left hand. At that time, zero fingers were found, and fortunately there were nineteen-type equipment treatments and five fingers.’

Tang Hong: "5"

Bei Ni: "How many eyes do you have?"

Tang Hong: "2"

Bei Ni: "How many noses are there?"

Tang Hong: "1"

The next moment, a small prompt popped up on the screen and the other party withdrew a message.

Swish, swish, swish, and two more messages were withdrawn.

Bei Ni withdraws the question, which makes Tang Hong stunned and wants to laugh. After laughing, he is secretly sad: "If you look good, you will inevitably be flirted with. You are troubled."

"I still have something to talk tonight."

Tang Hong stopped chatting, turned his head and took a look, and got into Li Guanglei's car.

...

Inside the car.

Tang Hong sat in the passenger seat.

He stared at Bei Ni's white Pomei avatar and looked at his circle of friends for a while.

He became more and more confused.

Dr. Sang reminded him not to get out of singleness? He also said that it was related to the god war? It should not be the reason for the assistance system with one person.

‘When you are alone, your resistance to divine power and breath has increased significantly; if you fight alone, your strength has increased sharply; this is an objective phenomenon that cannot be concealed. The extraordinary world is attributed to my talent, including the Central Research Institute, which also agrees that I have the wonderful talent that the more lonely I am, the stronger I am. But this has little to do with being single, has nothing to do with Bei Ni, or even with my parents.’

Along the way, Chaoxian, who had fought side by side, fell in Tang Hong's arms, and no one was worth it... deliberately stayed away from the people around him, deliberately alienated, or separated from heaven and man forever, that was a strong sadness, and it could not inspire anyone.

Tang Hong doesn't need to be sad.

Besides, it is very one-sided to understand the power of one person as being single.

"Um."

"If you say so... there are two possibilities not to get rid of the true meaning of being single." Tang Hong frowned.

Tang Hong knew very well that Dr. Sang was terrible - all of this doctor's behavior was a divine war. It was not in line with the core principle of the system of transcendents becoming stronger by creating tragic encounters or negative situations. The most important thing is that although Dr. Sang was crazy, he was not a madman or a psychopath. To guess with the literal meaning of being single, it was a great insult to Dr. Sang.

"He found out that I could become stronger if I was single."

“Or…”

Tang Hong was shocked and quickly lowered his head to cover up the deep horror in his eyes: "Does he want me to stay away from Bei Ni?"

At this moment, Tang Hong even had the idea of ​​breaking into the Central Research Institute, capturing Dr. Sang alive, and questioning the truth.

Willpower is instantly restrained.

Tang Hong also thoroughly understood that Mo Xiusheng resisted and even hated the Central Institute of Research.

The extraordinary world does share life and death with the Central Research Institute, and block the invasion of gods in different spaces together, but there is a barrier between the two sides: "It seems that I have to take time to warn me, either tell me the inside story, or be honest, don't be too unscrupulous, this god battle has nothing to do with ordinary people."

Tang Hong now has this qualification.

If a person fights alone, he will have the ability to enter the holy war, and his normal state will also be as good as a peak consultant. Unless someone is crazy about using strategic-level weapons, nothing can threaten Tang Hong's life except the gods, natural immortals and natural disasters.

...

The car was quiet. Li Guanglei saw Tang Hong lowering his head and pondering from the corner of his eyes. He didn't say anything, smoking silently, and headed towards the headquarters of the Yellow River Organization.

The weather is slightly cool in early April.

The car windows swayed and gusts of cold wind gushed in. Tang Hong took the lead in breaking the silence: "Lao Fang is going back to China."

"Return to China?"

Li Guanglei was shocked.

There is no altar of God within the border, and there is no need to enter the saint to sit in the throne. It seems to be to prevent the next disaster.

Looking at the traffic light entrance ahead, pedestrians walking across the zebra crossing, and a few children holding red balloons, Li Guanglei sighed, picked up the mineral water on the side of the storage box, and poured two large mouthfuls.

Li Guanglei asked, "Where are you?"
Chapter completed!