Choosing a C-level hero, I was ridiculed by the whole network for three years

Chapter 170 You Killed the Wrong Person! The really great thing is...

"kill?"

Zhao Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Kill who?"

The middle-aged woman said lightly, "I'm of the same status as you!"

hear this.

Zhao Zheng immediately understood that the Space-Time Management Bureau adopted a strategy of driving tigers and wolves away, and wanted them to kill each other.

"What if I disagree?" Zhao Zheng asked.

"If you don't agree, you will be targeted by us in the same way!"

The middle-aged woman said lightly: "Whether you choose to cooperate, or you are forced to go back early, you choose yourself!"

hear this.

Zhao Zheng looked calm and not angry.

Because of his heart, he is very strong on the battlefield!

In his eyes, the woman in front of him is just an NPC in a copy of the game.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Zheng asked, "Who is the target?"

For Zhao Zheng's "compromise".

The middle-aged woman is very satisfied!

She directly took out a photo that she had prepared long ago, and handed it to Zhao Zheng: "The target lives in room 207."

Zhao Zheng took the photo and glanced at it expressionlessly.

In fact, seeing the bald head in the photo, he was already terribly shocked.

Even if that bald head turned into ashes, he would still recognize it, it was his master's beloved son, his beloved senior brother! !

did not expect.

To be in the same city as him?

Zhao Zheng's cleverness is that he can control his emotions very well, at least from his face, he can't tell anything at all.

After observing Zhao Zheng's reaction, the middle-aged woman said, "Before tomorrow, we must solve this goal, whether it is killing or expulsion."

Drop this sentence.

The middle-aged woman turned and left, walking quickly.

Because she is also afraid of death!

This day is getting more and more wrong, maybe there will be a disaster later.

After the middle-aged woman left, Zhao Zheng glanced at the photo again, still expressionless.

Because he wasn't sure if there were surveillance eyeliners around, staring at him.

Be careful.

Afterwards, Zhao Zheng put away the photos, left here, and approached Room 207.

He wanted to inform his brother as soon as possible that the people from the Space-Time Management Bureau were targeting him.

...

Why did the people from the Space-Time Administration target Chen Ye first?

It's actually easy to understand.

After observing the surveillance video of all the traversers suffering disasters, they came to the conclusion that the traversers who appeared in their city should be the strongest with this bald head.

Although the bald-headed female companion, with green light all over her body, obviously has superpowers...

but.

Since the other party's female partner is willing to go back early and pins her hopes on the bald head, it is enough to show that this bald head is stronger! !

the most important is.

The people of the Space-Time Administration found through searching and monitoring that this bald man, who had been in the station with blood stains on his body, was suspected to be the only survivor of the train accident.

This is scary!

The train accident was directly buried under a mountain.

Those who can survive this kind of accident are either luck against the sky or monsters! !

As a traveler targeted by God's will, how could a bald man have such unnatural luck?

It can only be the latter!

In order to be safe, the Space-Time Management Bureau found many people at the same time.

Same as Zhao Zheng.

These people have all received the task of hunting Chen Ye.

Speaking of which, because he was with Tang Zichen, Chen Ye was considered a celebrity.

After seeing Chen Ye's photo, many people's eyes lit up.

Like this moment.

A strong black man suddenly showed a ferocious smile after seeing Chen Ye's photo.

The space-time management personnel standing opposite the black man immediately asked, "Do you know him?"

"Of course!" The black man smiled and said, "He is a very well-known boy with soft rice in our world, and his girlfriend is even more famous! In order to restrict the growth of that woman, many countries have jointly issued a bill to her. The sky-high price of 2 billion knife music!"

hear this.

The staff of the Time and Space Administration faintly realized that something was wrong, so he took out his computer, called up a certain surveillance video, and asked, "Is that the female companion you mentioned just now?"

The video he played was the surveillance video of Tang Zichen and Chen Ye entering the hotel and checking in.

The black man looked at the video, nodded immediately and said, "That's right, it's her! Tang Zichen, a woman with outstanding talents."

Seeing the middle-aged man on the opposite side frowning, the black man smiled and said: "I think you have mistaken the target. The real threat must be this woman! As for this soft-fed boy, it's not worth mentioning!"

He obviously didn't know yet that Chen Ye had obtained the fire ability.

"Yeah?"

The middle-aged man's brows furrowed even deeper.

At this time.

A reminder from his companion came from his earphones that the disaster was about to strike, and the middle-aged man was told to leave quickly.

The middle-aged man said to the black man: "Perform your mission and successfully kill or expel the target. You will be protected by us and sent to the underground air defense base! There, you can avoid many disasters."

Drop this sentence.

The middle-aged man is about to leave.

The black man asked, "Can you tell me where this woman named Tang is? If possible, I want to kill her too!"

The middle-aged man stopped and said, "She has returned to the real world!"

"What?"

The black man yelled, "Damn! It's impossible! She just gave up? That's not like her style! Or does she know that she will be targeted and assassinated?"

It's just his question, no one has answered him.

Because, the middle-aged man has gone.

At this time, the middle-aged man was on a car returning to the city.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and finally decided to report the information he had collected to the leader.

...

similar situation.

is constantly happening.

soon.

This incident attracted the attention of the top management of the Space-Time Administration.

Several high-level officials quickly gathered together and held an emergency meeting.

"Director, I just received a lot of news about the target of this operation. It is said that the target's female companion is the real powerful person. The target is just a guy who relies on women for soft food."

"Director, I have also received a lot of news. However, unlike Deacon Liu, someone revealed to us that although the target is a real soft eater, his strength should not be underestimated, because the target has mastered the super fire element. Ability, strength is at least level three."

"...So, it's not the bald man who is really powerful, but his female companion?"

"That's right, Director, I suspect this is a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain. That woman probably didn't leave and is still hiding in the urban area."

"This is impossible! Since we took all the traversers away, there has been no disaster in the urban area yesterday. If there is really a strong person hiding in the urban area, it is impossible to be calm."

"Old Zhang, tell me, what else is the reason? Is that woman really planning to give up? How many days can she hold on to if she leaves a piece of trash behind?"

"It's possible! It is said that in their world, that woman was offered a huge reward! It's possible to be afraid for a while."

"So, we chose the wrong target this time?"

"What now? Stop?"

"It's at this juncture, I'm afraid someone has already done it? It's too late to stop, let's continue!"

The third change, the little author is really speechless! This book got Wanding Glory today, and it was reported by the person with pink eye disease, and then I spent more than three hours with the editor before I finished the self-examination. The content is very normal!

It's four o'clock in the morning, drunk...