Chapter 277 I Call You Brother, You Call Me Captain, Let's Talk About Our Own Affairs

Fifth floor of Zhongzhou Temple.

Liao Ning took a sip of the tea on the table, and then showed a disgusted expression, which was complained by Nan Muyun who was doing one-handed push-ups on the opposite side.

"You are used to drinking good tea, but you are not used to my barley tea?"

Liao Ning shook his head, "I have given you a lot of good tea, why do you still drink this stuff?"

Nan Muyun used a finger of his right hand to prop up his body, doing an incredible one-finger push-up with both feet off the ground, "I don't drink your tea, it is full of a smell of corruption."

"My barley tea is still better."

"I tell you, I used to drink a pot of tea, a pack of cigarettes, and stand in a guard post for a day. If it weren't for the advent of the temple, I would still be a small security guard."

"I don't want to be contaminated by anything that destroys my consciousness."

"I didn't expect that Comrade Muyun has a high political consciousness?"

Nan Muyun snorted, exerted force on his right finger, and made a rollover. After landing safely, he picked up the barley tea on the table and drank it all.

"What a bullshit political consciousness."

"I don't participate in politics."

"Have you forgotten the bullshit things your department and the military did? Why don't I get involved in your affairs? Isn't it because I feel disgusted?"

"...That was in the past. It's different now under my leadership." Liao Ning muttered in a low voice, feeling a little lacking in confidence.

Nan Muyun ignored Liao Ning's expression and said, "It was not the Ministry of Justice or your military that helped me to become the national god of war, but the people."

"I have been fighting for my life to enter the abyss for them."

"A few days ago, after the photo of me without an arm was published by a marketing account, I saw many comments from middle school students joking that my arm was lost in the new world."

"Indeed."

"It is the new world."

"A peaceful world without gods, abysses, and no need to worry about tomorrow."

"I'm just a security guard."

"But I don't want to disappoint their love and support."

Liao Ning listened to Nan Muyun's words and said, "Old Nan, you are still so serious with me."

He felt that Nan Muyun was a little too serious. It was just a matter of barley tea.

But Nan Muyun smiled helplessly, "Alas, I'm not exaggerating, it's just... I want to remind myself who I am..."

"I also want to tell myself what the burden on my shoulders is. At least if I think so, I won't relax. I'm... too tired."

In front of Liao Ning, Nan Muyun dared to show such a tired smile and spoke so excitedly.

For him, Liao Ning is an old comrade who has been with him for more than 20 years. He is a person who can show his true emotions without being laughed at.

Perhaps because he understands how heavy the burden Nan Muyun is carrying and knows what Nan Muyun was like in the past, Liao Ning did not have any negative emotions about Nan Muyun's somewhat aggressive words just now.

He smiled and comforted: "Isn't it better now? Someone will soon be able to support one side of the burden for you. Although he is still young now, at least there are signs, right?"

Nan Muyun and Liao Ning looked at each other.

Without mentioning the name, it is clear that Liao Ning is talking about Zheng Yu.

"Don't mention this kid. He secretly called me Lao Deng and just rejected my request to join his team. He didn't treat me as a god of war."

"Now he dares to call me Lao Deng. In the future, he will dare to stop the ghost fire downstairs of my house. I don't know what he will call me in the future."

He was indignant, but the appreciation in his eyes was beyond words.

Liao Ning smiled and said, "Why do I feel that he calls you Lao Deng, and you are quite happy?"

"Bullshit!"

After that, Nan Muyun laughed.

"It is indeed the first young man who did not treat me as a god of war."

"Lao Liao..."

Nan Muyun put away his smile and said earnestly: "What I need is not a junior, and what I need is not a genius who grows slowly under my wings."

"What I need is... a comrade-in-arms like you who can fight side by side with me."

Liao Ning immediately shook his head and said ashamedly: "I can't do it. I just want to see your back, and it's already very hard."

Hearing this, Nan Muyun sighed.

"This road... is too dark, too deep, and too lonely."

"I hope he can leave this opportunity for me as he said."

"What opportunity?" Liao Ning didn't understand.

Nan Muyun explained: "Do you remember Zhang Zhan?"

"Yes, it was he who took Zheng Yu away from Jiangshui City, which made a good story. Now this story is the hottest in the forum."

Nan Muyun said: "I heard from Liu Nanyan that Zhang Zhan made a joke at the beginning. When Zheng Yu was level 10, he said that maybe one day they could hug Zheng Yu's thigh, so that it could be regarded as repaying a favor."

"In less than a year, this joke came true."

"I saved him in the Guild Abyss. In order to prevent him from having a psychological burden, I thought of finding a professional player of level 40 to 50 in the God of War Guild and stuffing him into his team, which would be regarded as letting him repay this favor."

"I didn't expect him to refuse, and he also said that there are plenty of opportunities."

Liao Ning on the side was so happy to hear this, "Did he really say that?"

"Yes, the original words."

"Hahaha, this kid, is he thinking of taking you with him in the future?"

Nan Muyun couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't mention it, I'm really looking forward to it."

"Then you have to work hard. When the junior catches up, according to Zheng Yu's personality, he will pretend to be awesome."

Liao Ning knows his brother's personality. He must have pretended to be awesome with Zheng Yu in the Guild Abyss. After all, with such a big red name, it would be a shame for those dead professionals if he didn't pretend.

Nan Muyun disdainfully said, "If he really has this ability, let him pretend. I will stand in front of him and let him pretend to his heart's content..."

At the same time, in Shangyu City.

Zhang Zhan received a notice.

He looked at Chai Fang with a complicated expression.

"It's over, Lao Chai, it seems that we really have to cling to Zheng Yu's thigh."

Chai Fang: "..."

Chai Fang wanted to be quiet and didn't want to talk.

A few months ago, Zheng Yu was still a newbie in the professional circle. He even remembered the green face when he went to Jiangshui City to pick up Zheng Yu.

How did he become his captain in the blink of an eye?

Seeing that Chai Fang was a little autistic, Zhang Zhan comforted him: "Think about it, this is a good thing. You know Zheng Yu's strength. He is the thigh that we are eager to hug!"

Chai Fang still had an autistic face, "I know, but... it's not that my identity and mentality can't change at once."

"That's right..."

Just then, Zheng Yu called.

Zhang Zhan and Chai Fang looked at each other with complicated expressions, and then Zhang Zhan answered the phone with some hesitation, and heard Zheng Yu's voice coming from the phone.

"Brother Zhan, don't have a psychological burden."

"From now on, I will call you brother, and you will call me captain, and we will talk about our own things."

Zhang Zhan, Chai Fang: "..."

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