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Chapter 971 That is the style of a young god of war

On the national highway, a black military license plate car was flying like a flying car.

After sitting back, Gu Xichen, who had made many calls in succession, arranged everything and fell into a dead silence.

He looked out the car window quietly, but his eyes were completely focal.

Looking outside on this speeding car, your eyes didn't move too much.

The real emptiness is all the scenery outside the window, but there is no sense of existence, as if you are looking at the vast darkness.

Guard Tu Zheng felt distressed: "Boss - you haven't been in a two-day tranquility, can you keep your eyes on me?"

Gu Xichen seemed to be awakened from a big dream, turned his head slightly, and was confused like a child: "Hmm?"

It seemed that he didn't even recognize anyone around him, and then he realized: "Tu Zheng."

Tu Zheng, a man of steel, wanted to cry when he saw it.

He has been following Gu Xichen for two years. When he first met, Gu Xichen's real age was only nineteen years old.

But the impression he left was that he had a strong aura and extraordinary heroism.

It was a kind of young war god style.

At that time, he thought, can such a person be produced in thousands of years?

Just like Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, like Zhou Yu, Lanling King...

Ages that are completely inconsistent with their identity are given a legendary color that is transcendent and beyond the world, which makes the world feel very fascinated by imagination.

For two years, Tu Zheng has been respectful to Gu Xichen as a god. It seems that he will always stand above the high level, and he will always look up to him.

But at this moment, Tu Zheng suddenly realized that his real age had actually made a mark of time on Gu Xichen.

At this moment, the air conditioner and confusion in Gu Xichen's eyes looked like a lost traveler, like a young man who had just been thrown into society by school, and had no idea where the future was.

At this moment, Gu Xichen was no longer the image of the young war god, but an ordinary young man who was heartbroken. The pain in his eyes made Tu Zheng feel uncomfortable.

But Gu Xichen said lightly: "It's okay, I'm not tired."

Tu Zheng said with distress: "Boss, this is not a matter of being tired or not. Just take a break. When you arrive at the headquarters, there is still a tough battle to fight."

When talking about the word "hard battle", Gu Xichen's expression slowly became cold, and anger ignited in his eyes, but it was immediately covered by his indifference and arrogance.

Tu Zheng immediately realized that his usual boss was back.

He knew that even if a person as powerful as the boss showed his fragile side, he would not last long. The weakness that completely took off his mind and did not cover up was not suitable for their boss at all.

Gu Xichen said: "Yes, a tough battle."

His tone was too firm, and he had a kind of calmness and calmness he deliberately showed before the war.

Tu Zheng's heart beat and he asked in a low voice: "Boss, you won't be quarrel with him head-on, are you?"

Gu Xichen's eyes were cold and ruthless, as if a black hole from the depths of the universe was full of deep inside his heart, with the power of darkness that devoured everything!

But the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and the beautiful curve was shocking.

He said lightly: "What he made me lose is what I regard as a treasure... How can I not pay the same price?"

Tu Zheng: "..."

Everything that Tang Yue made the boss lose is far more important than what he had planned before!

And the boss has never been a soft man who can bully him, and no one can take such a big advantage from him!
Chapter completed!
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