Super Special Forces King

Chapter 279

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"You think I really don't know, isn't your master a doctoral supervisor?"

Zhang Feng's words fell into Kun Sha's ears like a thunder. His eyes flashed unconsciously and panicked, but he was caught by Zhang Feng just as it was fleeting.

Without asking any more, he stood up slowly, he already had an answer.

PhD Tutor! Having sufficient social status and respected ethics is really a cover-up identity that is completely imperceptible.

Greeting the dancing girl out of the room where Kunsha was held.

Kun Sha realized that it was Zhang Feng who was cheating on himself. He got up from the ground frantically and wanted to rush over, but the dancer turned her back and slapped her face.

When the door closed tightly, roars could be heard from inside.

On the way to the office, the dancer asked curiously: "What did you ask him?"

Zhang Feng grinned and asked, "Do you really want to know? Then I will tell you."

Seeing his appearance, the dancer shook her head and said, "Forget it, don't say it, it would be bad if you violate the discipline."

Zhang Feng smiled and didn't worry about this topic anymore. He changed his words and said: "Dancing girl, can you change your name, I know you are a man, a man among men, but I always call you a dancing girl. "

The dancing girl's eyelids twitched twice, and you were horribly screaming, and I still felt uncomfortable.

Casually said: "Didn't you tell me to change my name to a choreographer?"

"Well, I can call you a dancer. Hey, comrade dancer, I need your help in a few things." Zhang Feng said, licking his face.

The choreographer raised his eyebrows, and did not immediately agree, saying: "There is no problem with official business, you have to speak up and listen to private matters, and see if I can help."

"Public business and private business are all. Business business is that I need to stay in the country to investigate some things. My current identity must not be used anymore. I need you to help me get a new identity, preferably a student of Tokyo Medical University. Private matter, I You need a mobile phone that is secure enough to make overseas calls to ensure that the content of the call will not be monitored. Of course, this matter is my personal request." After that, Zhang Feng walked into the office and sat on the sofa.

The gigolo rolled his eyes for a while, and said with a smile: "These two things for you are really not easy. It is no problem to have a new identity. You still want to be a student of Tokyo Medical University. Also, the phone number you think is safe to be monitored is The bad street, you can have it if you want."

Seeing his expression, Zhang Feng had a bottom in his heart, and he sneered: "The dancer, aren't we buddies? Besides, just such a small thing can stump you?"

"Eh!" The dancer rushed whitely: "Don't make trouble, we are not buddies on the first day we met, don't be okay! Give me the identity of Tokyo Medical University in three days and I will handle it for you."

"What about the phone?" Zhang Feng asked with a smile.

"Made." The dancer cursed in a low voice, stood up and walked to the desk and took out a mobile phone from the drawer. He threw it to Zhang Feng with a pained expression and said, "Do you know how expensive such a mobile phone is? It's all money."

Zhang Feng took the phone over with a smile, and praised: "Gigolo, I'm not happy when you say this. You don't look like a poor person. Hey, let me owe you a favor. "

"Lao Nima is short of money. I have written down the favor you owe me. Don't deny it when the time comes." The dancer said.

He smiled and stuffed the phone into his pocket, raised his chin, and said, "You don't have any friends in such a chat. Do you think I am the kind of person who turns his face and doesn't admit it?"

"Like!" The dancer said very positively.

...

Sometimes the friendship between men comes very strange. Two people who got along day and night and grew up together may turn against each other. The two seem to be weird, but they are inexplicably stinking at the same time.

The warehouse is full of internal organs, and the dancer arranged a room for Zhang Feng to rest.

After Zhang Feng entered the room, he got into the bathroom.

The blood stained on the clothes has dried up and agglomerated with a strong smell of blood, and the body is covered with dried sweat, making it slimy and very uncomfortable.

Fill the bathtub with hot water, turn on the shower head in the bathroom, and turn on the faucet for washing.

Zhang Feng got into the bathtub until the sound of the rushing water sounded.

Some of the large bruises on the body were hit by Kun Sha, and some were hit.

Soaking in hot water at the moment is extremely comfortable.

Take out the mobile phone given by the dancer and prepare to make a call. It is precisely because of this that all faucets will be turned on. The sound of the water will cover up the sound. It's not that you don't believe in dancers, but you do it habitually, and you can be careful.

Dialed Zhuo Zhaoyun's number.

On the other end, Zhuo Zhaoyun was curled up on the sofa watching the bubble show. He heard the phone ringing and saw that it was not an orderly phone number, but a messy garbled code.

I thought it was a harassing call, and instead of answering it, I hung up.

Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard the blind tone in the phone, wondering why Zhuo Zhaoyun didn't answer the phone, and actually hung up.

Fight again, hang up again! Fight again! Hang again!

Zhang Feng's petty temper is also coming up, didn't you hang up my phone? I'll call until you pick it up.

The ringtone rang again, and Zhuo Zhaoyun was very angry. This harassing call is really stamina, and he actually called it after hanging up so many times.

Connected to the phone and shouted, "Are you sick? It's okay to make any harassing calls, are you crazy?"

Seeing the call connected, Zhang Feng's face was joyful, and then the roar suddenly rang and his ears hummed, he quickly removed the phone.

When the roar disappeared, I moved the phone to my ear again, and what I heard was a blind tone.

She hung up!

She actually hung up the phone again!

After swallowing, Zhang Feng tirelessly dialed the phone again.

The bell rang again, Zhuo Zhaoyun already has the urge to curse!

As soon as I got on the phone and wanted to curse someone, I heard the other party's voice coming next: "I am Zhang Feng!"

Zhuo Zhaoyun swallowed abruptly when she reached her mouth, her expression frozen on her face, and there was no response for a long time.

"I said I am Zhang Feng, don't hang up." Hearing the other party's response, Zhang Feng said with certainty: "Isn't it because I called the wrong call? Is Zhaoyun you?"

"It's me!" Zhuo Zhaoyun choked through the phone's voice.

Zhang Feng suddenly didn't know what to say, "Are you okay? I have nothing to do, I just want to report you peace."

"Well, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. Come back early, and I will wait for you at home." Zhuo Zhaoyun raised her head, not letting the tears in her eyes flow down.