Chapter 123 The Strongest Second Generation!

"Gul, right? Your Excellency asked me to pick you up and introduce myself to the commander-in-chief's deputy captain of the guard, Long Er."

Long Er briefly introduced himself, then opened the car door and stuffed Gul, who was still unresponsive, in.

Until the vehicle started, Gur was still stunned. He looked at Long Er sitting in the driver's seat and asked in confusion.

"Um, brother, what are you doing?"

"You are Gul, right? The commander's godson?"

"Forehead……"

The title godson immediately filled Gul's head with black lines. He thought for a moment and nodded.

"So be it."

"That's it. Just sit tight and follow me."

Long Er grinned into the rearview mirror, his white teeth seeming to sparkle coldly.

Gudu was speechless for a moment. He just looked out the window and watched the vehicle speeding by. After a moment, the vehicle successfully drove into the military headquarters building.

It was not until three minutes later that Gur pushed open the door of the Yanjing Commander-in-Chief's room.

Upon entering, a familiar figure was sitting behind a desk, leisurely sipping tea.

…

Seeing the figure that was exactly the same as Uncle No. 3, Gur didn't know how to react for a moment. He just stood at the door. It wasn't until Long Er closed the door from the outside that Gur came back to his senses.

"Uncle..."

He spoke nervously, and this sound finally caught Wen Yu's attention.

"sit."

Wen Yu simply pointed to the sofa opposite and motioned for Gur to sit down. After Gur sat down, Wen Yu put down the tea cup and stared at Gur. His calm eyes gradually made Gur feel cold.

Although this uncle had the same appearance as his uncle, there was always a strange feeling lingering in Gur's heart that could not go away.

"Have you lived a pretty good life with No. 3 these past few years?"

"not bad.

"

Guer gave a simple answer, and Wenyu just nodded.

"By the way, I took a look at your school performance report. You got all A's in the culture class, and the martial arts class was evaluated as having unfathomable potential. But the interesting thing is that your actual combat class only had a C, which is around the passing mark. Aren’t you still unwilling to attack the demons?”

After hearing these words, Gur's heart finally tightened - in recent years, Gur had certainly killed demons, but his performance was not as conspicuous as in other courses.

In the final analysis, the fact that he was once a "demon" still haunts Gur and affects Gur's actions.

He was just silent, not knowing how to answer, but Wen Yu looked at Gu's troubled expression and slowly raised a smile on his lips.

"Okay, I'm kidding you. After all, you are also my godson. Regarding the matter of race conversion, I also understand that you have a grudge in your heart, but according to the reply from No. 3, this grudge should be getting less and less. , Well, I’m looking forward to your future performance.”

Wen Yu's steps made Gur couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Wen Yu with gratitude in his eyes.

"Then let's change the topic, Demon Spirit..."

As soon as the word "demon spirit" came out of his mouth, Wen Yu immediately noticed that Gur had tightened his muscles. He stared at Wen Yu and raised his ears, as if he didn't want to miss any word.

"You want to kill him, right?"

"right!"

Hearing Gur's firm voice, Wen Yu nodded slowly. Then, he stood up and walked to Gur's side, pouring a cup of tea for Gur himself.

"I called you here this time because of the demon spirit."

"Uncle, you said, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it!"

Gul's voice was stern and he was gnashing his teeth, but Wen Yu slowly opened his eyes of night and stared at Gul until everything about Gul was caught in Wen Yu's eyes.

Divine beast species.

Racial talent - 18.5.

Physical fitness - 362w.

Skills - slightly...

His statistics are quite satisfactory, much better than those of ordinary people, but in Wenyu's case, he is still just a small fish.

So Wen Yu just patted Gur on the shoulder.

"Everyone hasn't arrived yet. We'll discuss this matter later."

…

Gurr didn't have to wait long.

The sound of fierce footsteps sounded from outside the door. As the door opened, a tall and strong young man about 1.8 meters tall, with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, and a relatively pleasing appearance pushed the door in. He briefly looked around until he saw Wen Yu, and then He opened his mouth and laughed.

"Godfather!"

This laughter was crisp and clear, full of enthusiasm and warmth. Just by meeting him, Gur had an inexplicable good impression of this life.

"Here, let me introduce you."

"This is Gul, and he is also my godson. He is also your godbrother. Call me brother!"

Upon hearing Wen Yu's introduction, the young man immediately smiled and nodded, while extending his hand.

"elder brother."

The voice was bold and resonant. Seeing this, Gur also stood up with a smile and held the young man's hands.

Then, surging power was transmitted, and even if the person in front of him did not exert any force, Gur could still feel the powerful power contained in his body.

Far stronger than myself!

"This is your godbrother, Tang Hao."

When it came to the word Tang Hao, Wen Yu's smile was obviously better. He patted Tang Hao's shoulder, but he only felt that he was patting on a piece of hard rubber.

The feedback from Night Eye was even more straightforward.

Tang Hao...

? ? ? ?

It’s all question marks…

This means that Wen Yu's normal strength is not enough to detect any information about Tang Hao!

This is Tang Haofei's son, whom he cultivated with two power balances, and is the ultimate trump card to "overthrow" Wen Yu!

The most powerful second generation in the world, bar none!

…

After the brief introduction, Wen Yu returned to his seat. He looked at the two young people sitting on the sofa, and then raised his hand to look at his watch.

After a while, messy footsteps sounded again.

As the door was pushed open again, Tang Haofei's figure came into view first. He nodded to Wen Yu, then looked at Tang Hao and Gur. He focused on Gur and stared at it for about a while. After about two seconds, Tang Haofei finally withdrew his gaze and stood next to Wen Yu.

Following closely behind were three more familiar figures.

Qin Tian, ​​Arthur, and Qin Tian’s sister, Arthur’s wife, Qin Shiyuan.

"Where are the children?"

Wen Yu spoke briefly, and then, two young men in their twenties outside the door reluctantly walked into the office, pushing and shoving.

Arthur's daughter - Yawen, and Qin Tian's son - Qin Shaoan.

After more than twenty years of vicissitudes of life, it is time for the next generation to bear fruit.

"They don't want to see you, they say you're too scary."

Qin Tian smiled and teased Wen Yu, pulled his son and niece, and then looked at Wen Yu.

"So, what's going on here this time?"

Wen Yu tapped his index finger on the table, and then slowly spoke.