"Grandpa Zeng, you don't understand Han Bao at all. Han Bao is so kind. He can at most do things that bring justice to the injustice, but he can never do anything that harms the nine tribes."

The old man's eyes became extremely cold.

Zhan Su's words were tantamount to telling him directly that looking for the nine pictures was not Han Bao's original intention. So, the mysterious organization behind Han Bao is the enemy of the end of the world?

There was an undercurrent in the eyes of the old man. He looked up at the smog-covered sky and sighed meaningfully: "The sky above Mount Everest has never seen the gorgeous blue sky. Grandpa Zeng had long expected that we would meet in the end of the world."

There will be retribution. I'm not afraid of retribution, I just don't want to harm the innocent women, children, and children in Yujiazhai 108 Village."

Over the years, as he grew older, he became more and more unable to let go of the future of the apocalypse. Yu Sheng was a reckless man who only wanted to use force to defend the apocalypse, but he never thought of adapting to the constraints of innocent future generations.

In this big mountain, Mrs. Yu felt that it was delaying the future of the children.

This is his knot.

But Zhan Su's few words showed him the clear path.

Zhan Su has an indescribable and obscure feeling towards the end of the world. He should have hated the end of the world with hatred, but because of Grandpa Zeng's love for him, this hatred has become a little pale and weak.

"Grandpa Zeng, the state-owned legal system has family rules. What kind of punishment should be received in the last days is not decided by evil organizations. It should be left to the state."

The old man looked at Zhan Su in shock...

"Grandpa Zeng, goodbye."

Mrs. Yu returned to his mid-level villa with deep thoughts.

At the door of the villa, a tall, thin old man lingered at the door for a long time. He saw the old man coming towards him with a big smile.

Surrender to the country?

The old man was very torn in his heart. He waved his hand and said to Zhan Su: "Su Su, take the lieutenant general's token and quickly go to Yujiazhai to lead the troops. Once it gets dark, I'm afraid the enemy will come up the mountain in the dark. You have to prepare your defenses quickly."

Zhan Su took the token and said goodbye to the old man.

The two of them talked and laughed and walked towards the spacious and bright living room.

The servant hurriedly added tea for the two of them. The old man took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and said seriously: "I know you don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. Tell me, why did you come to me?"

The thin old man felt a little embarrassed. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he took off his hat and rubbed his rough palms back and forth on the top of his smooth head.

"Brother Yu," the thin old man called in a friendly and natural voice.

When the old man saw the thin old man, his solemn face was so relieved. He exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, brother Zhanshan, why is it you? You haven't come to play chess with me for a long time. I heard that you recently sold rough stones.

I got rich, but really?"

"Thanks to Brother Yu's blessing, I saved some money and plan to buy a decent dowry for my little girl." The thin old man said with a smile.

"Oh, Brother Yu, I do have something to ask you, but I'm a little embarrassed to say it..."

Mr. Yu said angrily: "What are you embarrassed to say? You are the patron saint of our apocalypse. In order to protect the apocalypse, you and your wife worked together to block the sky gate. In the end, you lost your wife so that the apocalypse army could be successfully transferred. This

I will always remember this kindness in my heart for the rest of my life.”

The thin old man smiled charmingly, "Then I'll tell you what I said. Brother, you also know that I never ask for help. This time I ask for help from you, but it's also for my Zhuma."


Chapter completed!