"how come?"
Jiang Ya didn't expect that Fu Zheng would ask this. She looked at him with wide eyes, her cheeks even bulged a little, with an expression like "Why do you think so?"
Seeing Jiang Ya's cute and smart side, Fu Zheng's smile deepened.
Jiang Ya's expression became even more angry when she saw that Fu Zheng was just smiling and not answering her.
She glared at Fu Zheng angrily and said, "Do you think I'm so stupid that you can't tell?"
"Well," Fu Zheng still had no intention of answering, but instead encouraged her to continue, "Go on."
"That person just came here, either to seek benefits or to test our truth. He is not the one who is really in charge."
"So smart," Fu Zheng took a piece of braised pork from the bowl and put it into Jiang Ya's bowl, and praised, "As expected of my Yaya."
"Hmph, stop putting gold in your own face."
This person really praises others, and he also praises himself.
Jiang Ya bit off the meat in one bite, and her cheeks bulged like a cute little hamster. Fu Zheng's fingers were itchy and he really wanted to pinch it.
He thought so in his mind and did the same with his hands.
This sudden move shocked Jiang Ya with an emoticon on her face: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a
"Ha..." Fu Zheng couldn't hold it back anymore, and he laughed out loud for the first time.
"It's so cute." After saying that, he couldn't help but pinch it again.
Just when Jiang Ya was about to raise her hand to hit him, He Zhanpeng's weak voice came from the door of the room behind her: "That old Xiao Qi, good evening..."
While Jiang Ya quickly stopped her hand, she glared at Fu Zheng to tell him to be more serious.
But to Fu Zheng, this shy and timid look was not threatening at all, but rather like coquettishness.
However, there were others around him, so he knew how to restrain himself. He took back his hands and sat down, returning to the appearance of an abstinent man.
Jiang Ya was not as shameless as him, and she was still a little embarrassed when the two of them were so close that they were hit.
She hurriedly took out the food from the space and greeted He Zhanpeng: "Come and eat quickly, the food is already cold."
"Oh, come on!" He Zhanpeng was no better than Jiang Ya. He was also very embarrassed when he broke into the couple's interaction.
He Zhanpeng sometimes felt guilty for always disturbing his boss's good deeds.
He walked to Fu Zheng's side and sat down, then poured himself a bowl of rice and showed it with his head down, not even having the nerve to pick up the food.
It was Fu Zheng who asked him about business, which relieved his embarrassment a little.
"Upgraded?"
"No," He Zhanpeng shook his head dejectedly, "The energy in the three crystal cores has been absorbed, but the superpowers still haven't changed."
Jiang Ya gave He Zhanpeng a piece of vegetables with chopsticks, glanced at Fu Zheng and said, "No rush, take your time, your boss hasn't upgraded yet."
"Yaya is right." Fu Zheng nodded in agreement, but in fact the chopsticks had already reached into He Zhanpeng's bowl, and the vegetables that Jiang Ya had just picked up with the chopsticks were put back into his bowl.
He stuffed it into his mouth slowly, "So, I need to eat more vegetables."
"No boss, if you want to eat, don't you know how to pick it up yourself? There is still... on this plate."
After meeting Fu Zheng's cold eyes, He Zhanpeng closed his mouth knowingly.
After the meal was finished in an excessively quiet atmosphere, He Zhanpeng took the initiative to put away the dishes and chopsticks very discerningly.
After a while, other people in the room came out one after another.
Except for Fu Zheng who felt some looseness in his powers, everyone else was the same as He Zhanpeng, without any change.
However, no one was discouraged by this. After all, their luck was much better than that of ordinary people.
Not long after everyone finished dinner, the protagonist who came to visit today officially appeared.
Different from the last knock on the door, this time after three knocks, a very polite voice came from outside the door: "Hello, Thunder Team, I am the base captain You Yi. I am here to visit you if you have anything to do. Please open the door. Door bar.”
Fu Zheng briefly told Chen Yu and the others what had just happened, and asked him to open the door.
After the door opened, a short man in military uniform walked in with five of his men.
Although he said politely that he came to visit, looking at the submachine guns in the hands of the five people, it seemed that they were here to demonstrate.
Seeing this, Feng Ming tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, with a perfect smile on his face, and greeted him politely.
"It turns out to be Captain You. Thank you for meeting me. I am Feng Ming from the Thunder Squad. If you have anything to say, please tell me."
When You Yi heard this, he looked up and down at Feng Ming, and then at Fu Zheng, who was standing farthest away from him.
He spoke with some suspicion: "Are you sure you can make decisions on behalf of your team?"
"I'm sure," Feng Ming's smile deepened, "so if you have anything to say, just say it first."
You Yi waved his hand towards the men behind him, and they suppressed their guns.
He walked towards the sofa in the living room, then sat down on the sofa, and reached out to the mineral water bottle on the coffee table without politeness.
After he opened it and took a sip, he pretended to be polite and asked, "I'm a little thirsty along the way. Do you mind?"
Jiang Ya almost laughed out of anger at his shameless behavior. Is it too late to ask after you've finished drinking?
If they say they don't mind, can they still drink the rest of your food?
"How could it be? You can drink whatever you want. You didn't order any tea here. It's because we didn't treat you well."
Although Feng Ming still spoke politely, his eyes hidden under the lenses were already cold.
"Okay! As expected of the Thunder Team, whose name you can hear all the way here, they are generous in their actions. I heard from my second brother that the team he went to before didn't even let him in, let alone the team."
After You Yi finished speaking, his eyes drifted to Fu Zheng again, and at the same time he glanced at Jiang Ya who was sitting next to him quietly, with an imperceptible calculation in his eyes.
"Ah? Really," Feng Ming pretended not to understand the deeper meaning of his words, and brought the topic to his previous sentence, "I wonder how they spread the news about us along the way? Captain You, why don't you tell us?"
As Feng Ming spoke, he walked to the empty seat next to You and sat down, as if he wanted to talk to him in detail.
You Yi chuckled, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and played with it in his hand.
"It's been a long time since I've seen such a good cigarette. Brother Feng is so generous! I wonder if I, the captain, have the honor to smoke one?"
Of course Fengming recognized this cigarette. Whether he entered the base gate or later when he was assigned a house, he always used this cigarette to decorate his relationship.
But there is only one reason why it is now in the hands of You Yi.
That is, this base is now completely under his control.
To put it simply, the leaders who established the base have been emptied of power.
