Chapter 2 Freshmen 1
Nauseous and sticky, this is Feng Hongge's first feeling.

Feeling the blade-like wind blowing on her body, Feng Hongge couldn't help shrinking her hands and feet. With this shrinking, she immediately felt a sharp pain spread all over her body.

Opening his eyes, Feng Hongge's nausea swept from his stomach.

There are all kinds of corpses around him, and the death is extremely tragic.

Sitting up with support, Feng Hongge looked at the surrounding environment, and the appearance of these corpses was very clear in the cold twilight.

As a special executor of the FBI, Feng Hongge was no stranger to these corpses.

"strangeness."

Frowning, the clothes of these people are not quite right.

Some scattered memories made Feng Hongge's head ache.

I remember, wasn't I kidnapped by Zhang Yang, and then jumped to my death with him?How come here.

"Girl, are you still alive?"

Before Feng Hongge regained his composure, an old voice suddenly came from behind him.

Turning around, Feng Hongge looked at the person behind him. It was obviously an old man, dressed in a white robe and with a long beard.

"who are you?"

Looking at this old man who seemed to have come out of a TV series, and everything around him, Feng Hongge couldn't find a clue.

"Me? I am your benefactor."

Ignoring Feng Hongge's curiosity and vigilance, the old man didn't say much. Feng Hongge only saw him wave his sleeves, and he slowly left the ground like a hydrogen balloon and floated in the air. In this way, he floated up in front of Feng Hongge.

Feng Hongge watched as he gradually disappeared into the clouds following this old man he had never seen before.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Feng Hongge also gradually understood that he was afraid that he would encounter something that could not be explained by science.

It's just that Feng Hongge never thought that what happened to him would be the most important turning point in his life.

Three years later.

"I said you little girl, I picked you up because I was blind. Look at the good things you did."

There were bursts of shouting and cursing from the courtyard of Nuo Da. An old man stood in the courtyard, with bulging veins and red face, tremblingly holding an empty bottle and looking viciously at the girl who was hanging upside down on a wooden pole in front of him.

The girl was wearing a red dress, and the ends of her hair were hanging on the ground.

One flipped over and jumped off the wooden pole, brushing his messy hair behind his ears, his eyes were shining brightly, but unfortunately there was a scar on his left and right cheeks, the two scars seemed to be deliberately cut on his face The ones drawn up and down are in the shape of a figure eight, forcibly covering the light of those eyes.

"I said, old man Wuji, this is the third time you have scolded me today. I have lived with you for three years, and you scold me five times a day on average. After three years, it should be five thousand four hundred. Many times, are you annoying?"

Looking at the purple-faced, trembling old man in front of him, Feng Hongge grinned.

"Okay, okay, didn't you just eat your Seven Flash Restored Pill? Wait, how about I refine a Nine Flash Pill for you that day?"

Although Feng Hongge didn't think he was at fault, he didn't want to be mad at the old man who picked him up and saved his life, so he still needed to comfort him.

(End of this chapter)

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