"Brother Rui is safe." Ye Shuangjian said to Yan Weiyang who was lying on the hospital bed.

At this time, Miss Yan's second family had returned to China and underwent surgical surgery at the hospital in Jiangjing Military Region.

She has been in a state of general anesthesia for the past few hours and has not seen any message from Su Rui three hours ago.

When Ye Shuangjian said this, Yan Weiyang's mind, which was originally a little groggy because of the anesthetic, woke up almost instantly.

"That's great." Her beautiful eyes flashed in an instant.

At this time, Yan Weiyang's face was a little pale and his lips were not very bloody. However, with this expression, she was really charming at this moment.

Yan Weiyang was covered with a quilt and did not wear a top. She had a bandage wrapped around her left shoulder and fixed it with a plywood. A thread of her snow-white shoulder was slightly exposed, which was an indescribable style.

This is completely different from Yan Weiyang's usual intellectual ability.

Ye Shuangjiang came back very rarely. She sat next to Yan Weiyang and said, "Brother Rui has now moved to Europe. He is going to put out the war in Atlantis, and what you have to do now is to recover from your wounds with peace of mind."

After this Africa, Yan Weiyang and Ye Shuangjiang's relationship has already developed towards the direction of "best friends".

Before that, these two strong women who have made achievements in different fields had no idea what their best friend was.

"Can he hold on with Brother Rui?" Yan Weiyang asked worriedly.

The "most beautiful back view of the retrograde" appeared in front of her eyes. This time, Yan Weiyang finally understood more deeply why this man could afford the title of "national hero".

No one is more suitable than him.

Behind these four words is the courage to move forward, the heavy responsibility, and the passion that will never become cold.

"Brother Rui is going to save his friend." Ye Shuangjian said: "Maybe, this is why he has so many friends willing to help him."

As he said that, Ye Shuangjian laughed: "This time, we can also be considered Brother Rui's friends."

Yan Weiyang's lips raised slightly, and a smile came out: "I am a friend, and even a comrade-in-arms."

In fact, when Su Rui risked his life to block Rixra's heavy blow for Yan Weiyang, some thoughts inevitably arose in Yan Weiyang, which was something more passionate than worship and friendship.

However, as for whether Yan Weiyang would express this emotion, it was another matter. Perhaps, she would hide some wish in her heart forever.

That wish was hot, just like the mouth of blood that Su Rui squirted on her neck.

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"Mr. Zeus, I'm sorry, the family area of ​​Atlantis is ahead, and no one can pass by, including the King of the Gods, otherwise, they will definitely pay the price."

This sentence is really full of threat.

Standing in front of Zeus were two men in golden robes. Although they were both old, they had nothing to do with "old". The waist and back were straight, their eyes were sharp, and their bodies were filled with powerful fluctuations of power.

Around them, several corpses were lying, all wearing black military uniforms, and the patterns on the erectus were made of two knives and a gun.

This is the secret force around Zeus!

Zeus looked at his subordinates,

God was calm, and from his eyes he could not tell what kind of mood this king of gods felt.

"Your men are very good. In time, they will definitely stand at a higher height." One of the old men with a ponytail said: "It's a pity that they all have to die here today."

The old man's braids even dragged to his waist, like a golden waterfall, very smooth.

"If my intelligence is not wrong, you are Posura." Zeus looked at the long-haired man: "One of the elders of Atlantis' family has not appeared in front of the world for a long time."

"Well, I am worthy of being the King of the Gods. This information is indeed quite detailed. I haven't come out of the mountain for so many years, and I thought people have forgotten me." Bosula put his right hand behind him, holding the end of his ponytail. This posture made him look confident: "Mr. Zeus, your heart is also quite tough. When you see your subordinates die, you can still be unmoved. I wonder why even so many people are willing to work for you?"

Zeus looked at the subordinates who were lying on the ground, but his expression still did not fluctuate: "You just stopped a few of my subordinates, and more people have already rushed in from the flank."

Although Zeus would feel heartbroken when his outstanding subordinate died, if he impulsively did something that had lost his mind, it would be impossible to stand at the current height.

Posula's provocation was completely impossible for Zeus to work.

"Flank?" Posula smiled: "No, Mr. Zeus, this is impossible. The defense of the flanks is stronger. If your elite men go to the flanks, they will die even more miserably."

"Yes, you can't imagine how elite Atlantis' combat power is." At this time, another master of the Golden Family spoke. He had a flat head, his hair looked very hard, and he soared into the sky, like a golden shovel on his head. The man smiled and said, "Your God King Guard may have suffered heavy casualties now."

"Your name is Musutaibo, and you are also one of the elders." Zeus's expression was still very indifferent: "I didn't expect that you two super experts are both radicals, and I thought you would stand on the side of the resource sect."

"If we were from the resource group, we wouldn't be just a family elder now. At least we have the ability to compete with the current patriarch of Atlantis." Musutambo said.

While speaking, he had already pulled out two long golden knives from his waist.

Zeus still didn't move. He said, "Atlantis is so in chaos. I'm very curious, why did your current patriarch still not appear?"

This is something Zeus didn't understand.

Before, when he was communicating with the military advisor, the military advisor also raised this suspicion. As the leader of the clan, he shouldered heavy responsibilities, why did he remain indifferent when facing such chaos? Even... he was missing!

The military advisor gave two inferences at that time that either the current patriarch was dead or... life was worse than death.

However, Zeus held a different view.

At that time, Zeus said: "Military advisor, you have never met the current patriarch of Atlantis, but I have seen him. He is not yet old enough to die, and he will not be tortured to death."

The subtext of Zeus's words is that the current patriarch is a wise and brave figure, and it is absolutely impossible for someone to be plotted to fall into a pit and unable to get out of it.

This problem has not been solved yet.

"Our patriarch is already very old after all." The Musuttabo sneered twice: "He announced his retreat many years ago. We haven't seen him for a long time, maybe..."

The long-haired Bosula followed the conversation: "Perhaps our patriarch has already died in his seclusion room."

This seems to be the best way to answer that question.

However, Zeus did not think so.

He shook his head: "Maybe, we will see the real answer soon."

This time, he, the king of gods, was plotted against him and had to end up in person. So, what kind of conspiracy will be behind the scenes of the whole matter?

Is it just Ricksla who dominates all this?

Zeus would not believe it!

"Mr. God King, if you continue to chat with us here, then your guards may be dead. I said that the defensive power on the flanks is even stronger."

Zeus smiled coldly: "No, I'll talk to you for a while here and I can hold you back for a while. After all, as a leader, it's still a matter of duty to relieve the pressure on his subordinates."

"Zeus, what did you say?"

"Where do you get the confidence? At this time, there is no need to bluff again!"

Originally, Posula and Musuttabo seemed full of confidence and thought they could wipe out the mysterious team of Zeus. However, now it seems that Zeus is so confident and not anxious at all, which makes these two elder-level masters of the Golden Family feel a little unsure!

"As dying people, you don't need to know the answer." Zeus said, looking at the two swords in Musuttabo's hand, then his eyes turned to Posula: "Why haven't you shown your iconic weapon yet? I have missed your knight's sword very much after I haven't seen you for so many years."

Bosula sneered twice and picked up a long, large wooden box on the ground.

Opened, a long knight sword shining with a cold light was lying quietly in it.

In Atlantis, this is a rare weapon that is not golden.

"This color is much more pleasing to you," Zeus said.

As he spoke, power began to surge between his palms, and the air pressure around him seemed to have become lower.

This aura is real, and it seems that even the light breeze is beginning to become heavier.

"Bosura, is your new sword easy to use?" Just as Zeus was about to take action, a rough and low voice suddenly rang out: "Weapons are better than the original ones, right?"

A tall figure in a windbreaker appeared in the scene at some point!

He came silently without realizing it, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his aura spread with the sound, and his whole body began to feel like a mountain and a mountain!

Seeing this person, Posula's face immediately changed! It even turned pale a little!

"Gattuso?" Bosula shouted: "This is not something you should interfere in hell! Don't make your position wrong!"

Gattuso pointed to the windbreaker on his body: "Look carefully, this is not a hell military uniform, but a very ordinary piece of clothing. This time, I only mean that I have nothing to do with the Hell Legion."
Chapter completed!