Zerg: I was forced by my partner to become the God of War

Chapter 89-90

Chapter 89

Zen Yuan quickly closed the communication page with quick eyes and hands. He turned his head. Gong Jianliang was concentrating on the process of repeating the communication and did not distract his eyes. The little Puleng in his arms saw something. He opened his hand to touch his father's communication, but Chan Yuan dodged it.

"Master Xiong." Chan Yuan held the cub under his arm and said, "I'm going out to do something."

Captain Aquino is biased against himself, but he is definitely not a commander who makes fun of other people's relatives. Zen Yuan left the small flange in the hands of the military doctor, trotted to the captain's room, and stopped suddenly.

If Mr. Wen Geer really dies of illness.

How long can this news be kept hidden?

Chan Yuan paced in place, and after a moment he confirmed that he needed to find out the truth of the matter before he could take the next step. Gong Jianliang didn't have much patience. At most, if he didn't call Ye Mingzhu's house until tonight, he would definitely become suspicious - at that time, no one knew what Gong Jianliang would do.

"Come in." Captain Aquino's voice came from behind. The door was ajar but not locked.

Will he kill someone? Will you cry? Or will it fail? Will he kill himself and all his cubs? Zen Yuan doesn't know. He was keenly aware that he was excited about "Wenger's death" in his heart, and his cruel and inhumane thinking sketched an extreme picture:

The hunter, who has lost his father's love and is helpless, has the most powerful and beautiful appearance, but is vulnerable and helpless at this moment.

As long as you seize the opportunity, suppress him, deceive him, imprison him... you can do many things, retain his innocence, train his cruelty, and finally turn a beast into a gorgeous and pampered landscape.

Zen Yuan can do this, he thinks he can do it. Although he regretted the death of Mr. Wen Geer due to illness, that was because Mr. Wen Geer was also a rare beauty in the world.

He loves all beautiful things.

"Your Excellency Wen Geer." Zen Yuan said softly, witnessing Captain Akino nodding.

Fireworks bloomed in his heart, and he skillfully hid this inappropriate joy tightly. His eyebrows furrowed, sadness and disbelief emerged, "How could this happen..."

"It's not just that." Captain Aqino said with a headache: "Have you met his family? I mean, Ye Mingzhu's family...the respectful and thrifty female brothers..."

In the room, Gong Jianliang's hands were sore.

In fact, the action of pressing communication is not complicated, and the number of repetitions and intensity are far less than the self-weight training that Gong Jianliang set for himself. But every "beep" hit his throat accurately, sinking and sinking.

There has been no reply.

Gong Jianliang felt thirsty. He went to the kitchen and found no water, so he simply took the communication to the public area to get water. The more public the place, the stronger the signal construction, so the people communicating at home are also stronger, and because there are so many people, there are always people who can't help but raise their voices and say greetings loudly while chatting.

"Father... I'm fine... Oh, don't keep asking about military merit. The second mission has just begun. How can I earn military merit so quickly? I'm not even a corporal now... But if you work hard, the next batch should be It has my name."

"Father, sir, father, where is my brother? He has gone to school... Okay. The communication time is limited. Before the second phase of the task is completed, there will be communication opportunities once every two weeks... It doesn't matter. We can talk again in two weeks. La."