Super Special Forces King

Chapter 291 I'm A Little Tired

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Zhang Feng and the dancing boy returned to the nest of 01 intelligence department.

Under the order of the dancing boy, the intelligence personnel of 01 captured Professor Mitsui and transported them back to China through the channels they had operated for many years.

The swift action happened to be ahead of the Japanese government's blockade of various traffic arteries and sea routes.

After Zhang Feng and the dancing boy returned to their old nest, they rushed to the airport only for a short stay and correction.

The direct involvement of the dancer in combat operations means that he can no longer continue to perform intelligence tasks. As for the follow-up arrangements, he has to wait for the above orders.

After washing, the choreographer has no appetite. As long as he sees food, he will think of the scenes he saw in Wuming Manor. The stomach will start to turn acid water.

Zhang Feng looked indifferent, but in fact he was nauseous.

It's just that his endurance and endurance are stronger, even though he is nauseous, he still stuffs food into his mouth, and swallows it into his stomach after chewing.

After a simple meal, the two conveniences used the identity of the Japanese to go through layers of checks and then boarded the plane to Kyoto, China.

As the plane took off, Zhang Feng's head started to hurt. What do you say that a big master choreographer must look so good?

Whether it's a passenger or a flight attendant, when they see the dancer, they can't help but take a few more glances. Some people even exclaimed and almost rushed forward.

Zhang Feng finally understood why the above had to let the dancers perform intelligence work, rather than as a battle sequence like himself.

With such a face that has harmed the country and the people, the rate of turning around is too high, and I don't know if the task can be completed. Anyway, this face must be unforgettable.

Zhang Feng reluctantly took off his peaked cap and buttoned it on the dancer's head, and said, "Dancing boy, you should stay at home in the future and don't come out. Your face is not given to us who looks like a second-degree disabled person. People stay alive."

The dancer also wailed for a while, lowering the brim of the peaked cap to block his face, finally reducing a lot of attention.

A few hours later, the plane slowly stopped at Kyoto Airport.

After getting off the car, the two went straight to 01's base.

After entering the base, the two parted ways. Zhang Feng wanted to report to Hua Yao, while the choreographer wanted to return to his intelligence department.

Walked into the door of Hua Yao's office, knocked on the door, and heard Hua Yao's voice from the door: "Please come in."

When Hua Yao saw Zhang Feng coming in, he immediately stood up with a smile, and said, "Zhang Feng, you're really brilliant this time, sit down."

Zhang Feng sneered twice, sat on the sofa, took the cigarette that Hua Yao handed over, and put it on his mouth, and said: "What you said, I just completed the task explained above, as long as the above does not pursue us. Just do it without ordering it."

"You! Don't worry. The above gave you a high degree of affirmation for this autonomous action!" Hua Yao himself lit a cigarette, and then said: "Not only that. Kunsha has now been transferred to the Academy of Sciences, and it is now There are major discoveries, and the intensive interrogation of Mitsui is also underway. I believe there will be results soon. This is all your credit. Haha."

Hearing Hua Yao's excited voice, Zhang Feng nodded.

Hua Yao's chattering box opened and continued: "When the interrogation of Mitsui is over, and there are follow-up arrangements, you can just wait for a good show."

When Zhang Feng saw that Hua Yao said that he didn't have a big head, he interrupted him and said, "Okay, I know. Now my task should be considered as over. If there is nothing for me, I will withdraw first."

"Alright, you go back and rest first. I guess you will be able to come over in the next few days. After all, you will be reported on the details of this operation. I will inform you in advance when that happens." Hua Yao said.

Nodding his head was considered as an agreement, Zhang Feng stood up tired and walked outside.

During this period of time in the Japanese Kingdom, the entire biological clock was completely reversed, and the day and night appeared. Even when sleeping, I dare not sleep too sincerely, and my spirit is always in a state of high tension.

It's okay to be tight all the time, not feeling tired. But when he stepped on the land of Huaxia Kingdom, his mind relaxed, and the tiredness surged up like a mountain.

Out of the base, he casually greeted a taxi and got in.

The car started, Zhang Feng leaned on the seat and took out the phone from his pocket.

...

Zhuo Zhaoyun seemed to have been a kitten, slouching on the sofa.

I looked at the mobile phone in my hand with a fascinating look. I don't know how many times I have dialed the garbled code that Zhang Feng called, but all I heard was the sound of an empty number.

"Hey, **** Zhang Feng, when are you coming back?" Zhuo Zhaoyun muttered to herself.

Just when she wanted to put down the phone in her hand, the phone rang suddenly.

I was pleasantly surprised to see that the number displayed on the screen was a bunch of garbled codes. I hurriedly connected, saying: "Is that you, Zhang Feng?"

"Well, it's me. I'm going home soon." Zhang Feng's tired voice passed into Zhuo Zhaoyun's ears.

Zhuo Zhaoyun bit her lip tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "I...I am waiting to come back."

"Okay." After saying that, Zhang Feng hung up the phone, put it in his pocket, and slowly closed his eyes.

When the vehicle stopped, Zhang Feng also opened his eyes, and got out of the vehicle after paying the fare.

The elevator door opened with a ding, Zhang Feng walked out with some heavy steps, and walked to the door of 1202. He was about to knock on the door, but the door was opened from inside.

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Zhaoyun stood at the door and stared at the brim of her hat.

When Zhang Feng's figure appeared in the line of sight, he couldn't wait to open the door.

A smile squeezed from the tired face, "I'm back."

"Yeah!" Zhuo Zhaoyun nodded gently, and plunged directly into Zhang Feng's arms.

Holding Zhuo Zhaoyun into the room, put her down, rubbed her head, and said, "I'm a little tired."

"Yeah, go and rest first." Zhuo Zhaoyun could see that he was very tired.

Nodded, dragged into his room, fell heavily on the bed, and a deep but even breathing sounded out for a moment.

Zhuo Zhaoyun stood at the door foolishly, she couldn't imagine what Zhang Feng had gone through to become so tired.

Stepped over, took the pillow and stuffed it under his head.

She also lay down, picked up Zhang Feng's arm and placed it on her waist, and her body retracted into his arms.

...

This time Zhang Feng didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up, the bones all over his body were extremely relaxed.

He lowered his head and saw Zhuo Zhaoyun, who was still asleep in his arms, with a petting smile.

Gently raised her hand and smoothed the hair scattered on her forehead behind her ears.