Text Chapter 1092 Patriots!

In the building next to Federation Square, the on-site command center of the Monster Slayer, Guo Chunfeng's entire face was almost embedded in the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring blankly at the messy and blood-stained square below.

Countless curtains of light shone behind him, all of which were scenes of injured people and chaos, but Li Yao was lost.

Secret Sword Director Lu Zui walked through the light curtain and handed him a cigarette filled with heavenly herbs, specially for cultivators to calm down and relieve fatigue.

"Ah Feng, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself so much."

Lu Zui sighed and said, "We all underestimated the strength of the enemy. In the past, we have been focusing all our energy on Li Yao alone, but ignored other directions. Now that we think about it, it is very likely that Li Yao stayed behind on purpose. There are clues to attract our firepower, so that his accomplices can wait for the opportunity to attack!"

"I'm fine."

Guo Chunfeng's fingers holding the cigarette trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Director, I want to ask you something. When arresting Li Yao, several brothers and I were attacked at the same time. They should all be Li Yao's accomplices."

"However, at the same time that we were being sniped, Li Yao was also sniped very viciously, definitely by a top-notch expert!"

"It was his accomplice who sniped us, so who was it that sniped him?"

Lu Zui exhaled a puff of smoke, without changing his face, he said frankly, "It's Ye Changkong, the 'Light of Death'."

The pupils of the spring breeze shrank suddenly!

"Dead Light" Ye Changkong, the chief firearms instructor of the Tens of Millions Federal Army, the number one firearms expert in the Tianyuan Realm, and the "gun repairer" in the Nascent Soul Realm!

Generally speaking, high-level monks whose strength has reached the level of forming alchemy and nascent soul will choose cold weapons such as swords as their first choice.

Because their psychic energy is strong. With a thought, you can shoot swords and metal fragments like bullets, so there is no need to use firearms.

Even if it is a firearm, it is at best a "secondary weapon" like Li Yao's "six-barreled bombardment cannon". Playing an auxiliary role, the real final word is the sword.

However, there are very few firearm fanatics who have inherited Gu Xiu's secret of using "Sword Pill", insisting on using firearms as their main weapon ∞∈∞∈∞∈∞∈, m.◎.o↗m weapon.

"Dead Light" Ye Changkong is one of the best, and the words "supernatural powers in the world can be broken quickly" have been brought into full play in him!

The entire Tianyuan world. No Nascent Soul dared to pat his chest to guarantee that he would be able to escape from the gun of "death light"!

"So, apart from my 'Monster Slayer', there is a second 'Vulture Hunting' team?"

Guo Chunfeng narrowed his eyes, squeezed three words out between his teeth, "Why?"

"Because I don't trust you."

Lu Zui was still calm and sincere like a child, "You are very likely to be 'Abyss'!"

Guo Chunfeng was stunned: "Abyss... what is it?"

Lu Zui said: "The sons of the Nether are also divided into levels. What I told you before was only the low-level sons of the Nether, and among them the highest level. The most secret one is called 'Abyss'."

"I'll give you a higher level of authority later, so that you can learn about the 'Abyss' information. After you read it, you'll know how much you meet the 'Abyss' standard."

Guo Chunfeng pondered for a moment: "What the director means is that he suspects that there is an insider in the 'Monster Slaying Office'. That's why he arranged another hunting team led by 'Dead Light' Ye Changkong?"

"Not a doubt, but an affirmation."

Lu Zui looked directly into Chunfeng's eyes, as if he wanted to pierce the depths of his subordinates' souls from the pupils, "The Secret Sword Bureau must have infiltrated more than one 'Son of the Nether'. As for whether it is 'Abyss' or not. Who is he? And know."

"We only know that neither the 'Son of the Nether' nor the 'Abyss' should be older than a hundred years old."

"So, I don't believe anyone now, I doubt anyone, I can only trust those who are over a hundred years old."

"The hunting team led by 'Dead Light' Ye Changkong is composed of senior monks over a hundred years old. Only they will never be 'Sons of the Nether' or 'Abyss', and they can be absolutely trusted."

Guo Chunfeng was silent for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "I understand, I am willing to suspend my job and accept the review to clear my suspicion."

"No, you have already proved your loyalty with practical actions."

Lu Zui said, "But there are so many secret sword envoys in the Demon Slayer, can you guarantee each of your subordinates?"

Guochunfeng is speechless.

Lu Zui silently smoked a cigarette, looked at the faint flame on the cigarette butt: "Are you wronged, annoyed, or even hate me?"

Guo Chunfeng also stared at his cigarette butt: "No."

Lu Zui smiled desolately: "If you hate it, just hate it. Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning and wash my face, looking at the hideous old man with hooked nose in the mirror, I feel a little nauseous."

"However, that's the way we eat our bowl of rice. You have to doubt everyone, even the most trusted and closest people, even those who have just shed blood and sweat for the Federation and made great contributions!"

"This is an extremely dark and extremely dirty job. Perhaps even the whores standing on the street are cleaner than us."

"However, someone has to do such... dark and dirty work so that more people can live in a bright and clean world, right?"

Guo Chunfeng took a deep breath and said, "I understand, Director, if I were in your position, after knowing the existence of 'Son of Nether' and 'Abyss', I would doubt every young person in an important position, and A more reliable and stealthy hunting team will be dispatched."

"As long as you know."

Lu Zui patted his subordinate's shoulder heavily, his big hand deeply embedded in the flesh and blood that had passed through the spring breeze, looking at his subordinate's red eyes, he said from the bottom of his heart, "Now I can't promise you anything, I can only promise you one thing."

"I, Secret Sword Director Lu Zui, am a true patriot. Everything I do is to slay demons and defend the Federation!"

"I, together with countless true patriots, will burn my life, risk everything, and fight to the last moment. I will never allow any evil spirits to defile our sacred motherland. Great Federation!"

Moved by the spring breeze.

Under Lu Zui's incomparably sharp gaze, the last barrier in his eyes was about to shatter.

At this moment, his portable crystal brain let out a shrill cry.

After glancing at it, Guo Chunfeng's face changed drastically: "My daughter is being rescued!"

...

Tiandu Fifth People's Hospital.

Affected by the big bang, all the hospitals in the city and even the community health centers were overcrowded.

Other wards are packed to the brim. Even the aisles are full of bloody, screaming patients.

Some patients were still dripping blood, and some patients lost their voice after screaming. The scene was horrible.

A middle-aged man with greasy hair, who looked like he hadn't showered or slept for ten days and ten nights, squeezed his way into the crowd. His slack cheeks were covered with cloudy drops of water, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears.

He stumbled up to the third floor and crawled to the emergency room. I searched and searched but couldn't find anyone, and almost collapsed on the ground.

"Old."

Yao Li called her husband from behind.

Guo Chunfeng swayed, like a rusty machine, turned around with difficulty, and found his wife standing by the corridor, floating like a ghost.

Yao Li said softly: "He is fine, he is under observation in the intensive care unit."

This happened to my daughter, she didn't even have the energy to fight with Guo Chunfeng.

"how so?"

Guo Chunfeng's voice didn't sound like his own at all. "Do you want to send it to the hospital in our bureau?"

"No need, He and his classmates participated in the memorial ceremony together. There was an explosion in the end. He heard from his classmates that they were not injured by the bombing, and they were about to run out. When He saw an old woman being crushed under the crowd, he turned back to save others. In the end, she was also involved, she protected the old woman, and she... was trampled."

Yao Li suppressed her trembling, and said, "When it was delivered, the condition was not very good, and my heart was beating... In short, it has slowed down now."

"Where is she, take me there!"

In the intensive care unit, Guo Chunfeng leaned against the transparent glass of the medical cabin, looking at his daughter floating quietly in the light green medical medicine.

Every wound on his daughter made the corners of his eyes twitch violently.

It was like a telepathic connection between father and daughter. Just now they crossed the river in a coma, opened their eyes slightly, saw their father, their eyes lit up, grinned, and stretched out their hand with difficulty.

Through the glass, the hands of the father and daughter, one big and the other pressed together.

The tears that had passed through the spring breeze could not be restrained at last, they flowed vertically and horizontally on the pale face, and a ray of unprecedented sharpness in the almost pure black eyes completely took shape!

"Come out, I have something for you."

Through the glass, he kissed his daughter lightly on the forehead, and left the ward with his wife.

In the crowded corridor, Guo Chunfeng handed his wife a jade slip: "The divorce agreement, the spirit pattern version and the paper version are all in it. I leave the house without leaving the house. Everything is left to you and my daughter. I have signed it." It will be stamped with your handprint and soul mark, you can sign it and find a law firm to confirm it, and it will take effect."

"Old!"

Yao Li looked at her husband in surprise, but she was a little dazed, and said in a low voice, "You haven't been home for the past few months, is it related to today's incident? If yes, I can understand."

Guo Chunfeng smiled bitterly: "You know, I can't."

Yao Li stared at her husband, and reached out to touch the new wrinkles on his forehead: "Old Guo, you have something to hide from me."

Guo Chunfeng's pupils shrank: "In this business, of course there are many things I keep from my wife."

"wrong!"

Yao Lizai carefully scanned every ray of light in his eyes, "This matter is different, it is different from the things that were concealed before, something is wrong with you, very wrong!"

The spring breeze is silent.

Yao Li held Guo Chunfeng's hand tightly, gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't signed the contract yet, we haven't divorced yet, I'm still your wife, I'm still...a hero's wife! Old Guo, what happened to you? What happened? What's the matter! Tell me, let's carry it together!"

Guo Chunfeng took a deep breath, and all the light in the depths of his pupils was retracted, turning into two bottomless vortexes. He shook his wife's hand away, and shook his head firmly: "I'm fine, even if I have something to do, I'll be with you." It doesn't matter, you go and go through the divorce procedures, the sooner the better, it's best to do it early tomorrow morning!"

Walking along the door of the ward, he took one last look at his daughter in the medical cabin, turned around and left in the spring breeze.

"Old Guo, what do you mean, where are you going!" Yao Li's voice was crying.

The crying of his wife did not stop Chunfeng's footsteps, nor did it make the most terrifying demon hunter in Tianyuan Realm shed another tear.

"I'm going to be a father and a husband."

Guo Chunfeng walked forward step by step in the crowded crowd, and said silently in his heart, "Go and fight for a bright future for you and your daughter!" (To be continued.)