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The dim street lights are not very bright.
On the dirty street corner, Zhang Feng was curled up, his messy and greasy hair on his head, and the clothes on his body were so dirty that the original color could not be seen.
Empty wine bottles and snack boxes were scattered around the feet.
Within a week, the physical injuries had scabbed over, and the internal injuries still needed some time to recover.
As for the sense of disapproval in his heart that he doesn't seem to exist, it is his biggest psychological obstacle.
"After undergoing genetic recombination, am I still a human being?"
Looking at the dark reflection in the window across the street, the appearance of my body has not changed at all, but I feel an unacceptable feeling in my heart.
What made Zhang Feng feel even more frightened was that his body was getting weaker.
The trauma has gradually healed, but the body's strength has not been restored. It is now about 20% of its peak strength, and is not even as good as an ordinary adult who has not undergone training.
—
Hua Yao looked at the report handed over by Wang Xiaojuan with a very ugly expression.
According to the report, the failure of the operation to capture Kunsha was entirely due to Zhang Feng's unauthorized actions, and Wang Xiaojuan, as the leader of the operation, simply did not have time to stop it.
Zhang Feng's life and death are now unknown, and there is no way to prove it.
He personally recruited Zhang Feng into 01. Now that such a big problem has arisen, he himself also bears the unshirkable responsibility.
Taking a deep breath, he put the report in his hand on the desk, looked at Wang Xiaojuan and said, "Xiaojuan, are you sure there are no problems with the contents of this report? If you are sure, I will submit it!"
A trace of struggle flashed in Wang Xiaojuan's eyes.
The failure of the operation was entirely caused by my eagerness for quick success. If Zhang Feng had not been there at the last moment, I am afraid that my life would have been lost in the Japanese country. Now she was taking advantage of Zhang Feng's unknown whereabouts to take advantage of her. This was contrary to her code of conduct but she could not change it.
Wang Qian's orders are golden rules to her, and she can only follow them but not violate them. Otherwise, it will not only be she, Wang Xiaojuan, who will be punished, but also her faction in the Wang family may be sanctioned by the head of the family, Wang Qian.
After struggling, he nodded and said, "Yes, I'm sure!"
In her eyes
The prickly expression did not escape Hua Yao's eyes. Hua Yao retracted his chin slightly, waved his hand and said, "Well, I understand. You haven't recovered yet, so you should cultivate your body first."
Wang Xiaojuan said nothing more, turned and walked out of the office.
Hua Yao's eyes stayed on the report on his desk again, and he frowned slightly.
The reason why he chose Zhang Feng to enter 01 was because Zhang Feng seemed not to follow the routine, but in fact he was very thoughtful, and doing the opposite could work wonders.
And the hasty way of doing things in the report definitely does not look like it was written by Zhang Feng.
While he was thinking, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and the old beggar walked in.
Hua Yao immediately stood up and said respectfully: "Mr. Gusu, do you know?"
The old beggar waved his hand, walked over, sat down swaggeringly, and said without refusal: "That boy is my apprentice, I don't know. I will send Wang Xiaojuan's report as soon as it is due, but Zhang Feng's whereabouts will continue. Look for!"
"But according to what Wang Xiaojuan and the intelligence personnel said, Zhang Feng's injury may be..." Hua Yao did not continue, but the meaning was already obvious.
"Don't tell me that these are useless." The old beggar said impatiently: "No one knows Zhang Feng better than me. At the age of seven or eight, he dares to risk his life against adults just for a bite of food. Such a person will not die so easily! "
Hua Yao nodded and said: "Zhang Feng will still be one of our 01 people before the decision is made. No matter what, we will do our best to find Zhang Feng's whereabouts. Don't worry, Mr. Gusu."
—
As the sun began to rise, Zhang Feng, who was huddled on the street corner, raised his head slightly. The dazzling light made him squint his eyes slightly.
On the street, a young child was circling back and forth around his mother's legs, his laughter like silver bells ringing continuously. The mother's face was filled with a doting smile, her eyes never leaving her child.
Memories flooded into my mind.
Before my mother was seriously ill in bed, I followed my mother like this, scene by scene...
It was at this moment that Zhang Feng suddenly recognized that the memories in his mind belonged to him and really happened in his life.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he stood slowly
Get up.
As for the fact that his body was weak and seemed to be overdrawn, he didn't care. What kind of suffering has I not experienced? This setback is nothing.
—Three days later, Zhang Feng walked out of Kyoto Airport with a cap on his head to block his eyes.
Wearing traditional Thai clothes, he looks like a tourist visiting China.
Quickly walked out of the airport, took a taxi and drove towards the community.
The taxi driver said something casually, Zhang Feng just lowered the brim of his hat and didn't answer, and the driver simply closed his mouth without interest.
Instead of returning to the villa provided by the Wang family, he returned to 1202.
The condition of his body has not yet been clarified, and Zhang Feng does not want to return to 01 report immediately. Otherwise, due to the existence of the neural control chip and the genetic recombination of the genes injected into the three animals, he is likely to be sliced for research.
Sitting on the sofa, Zhang Feng thought about how to deal with the matter in front of him.
He took out the mobile phone purchased in Taiguo from his pocket and dialed Zhuo Zhaoyun's mobile phone number.
"Hello, who are you?" After the call was connected, Zhuo Zhaoyun's voice came from the receiver.
"It's me! I'm at 1202 now. Don't alert anyone, I'll wait for you to come back." After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Hearing the beeping hang-up sound, Zhuo Zhaoyun was obviously stunned. He immediately reacted, put away his cell phone, and said to his secretary: "All meetings and entertainment today are cancelled."
"But Mr. Zhuo..." Before the secretary could finish her words, Zhuo Zhaoyun had already put on her clothes and walked out of the office quickly.
—
Zhang Feng, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at the mobile phone in his hand and hesitated again. After thinking about it, he deleted the phone number he pressed and did not dial it. This number belonged to Hu Xinting.
An hour later, the door of 1202 opened from the outside, and Zhuo Zhaoyun rushed in.
"Zhang Feng, what's wrong with you calling me over in such a hurry? By the way, why didn't you go back to the villa?" Zhuo Zhaoyun hung her coat on the hanger and walked to the sofa. She lowered her head slightly and looked at Zhang Feng's raised head. bump together.
hiss! Unable to help but gasp, Zhuo Zhaoyun covered her mouth in surprise and said in disbelief: "You... how did you become like this?"