I'm not a dark ultra warrior

Chapter 110 I'm Not Good!Ultraman!
Director Sawai's kindness and expectation made it hard for Zhou Hong to refuse. In the first period of time, apart from normal physical training, Zhou Hong has been studying with Director Sawai.

The old man crammed Zhou Hong with his life's experience, such as emergency rescue arrangements for natural disasters, emergency evacuation of monsters, and so on.

The ocean of knowledge slowly submerged the muscles.

Zhou Hong didn't know when he walked out of Director Sawai's office. When he was sitting in his lounge and saw an unread email, his pupils gradually solidified.

The mailbox was not given to anyone, spam text messages were automatically blocked by the system, and the contact between the victory team and the recruit team used PDI.

There is no doubt as to who sent this email.

"Mufu Kirino, it must be you!" Zhou Hong didn't glance at the content of the letter, he turned to the end of the mailbox and looked at the sender's name.

Madakadaigo.

The corner of Zhou Hong's mouth twitched, the Japanese translation of this katakana was Dagu's name.

After a little look, it was Dagu who forwarded Kirino Mufu's email.

Makio Kirino, are you looking down on me?Only sent a letter to Dagu?Totally ignored me.

And just at this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Zhou Hong pouted, "I guess it must be Dagu this time."

Sure enough, when he opened the door, he saw Dagu with an anxious face.

He hurried into Zhou Hong's room and quickly closed the door.

A woman from the victory team, who did not want to be named, noticed something was wrong with Dagu, and put her ear on Zhou Hong's door.

Hmm. The soundproofing effect is very good, she didn't hear a sound at all.

Liang, who had just passed by here, looked at the seniors of the Victory Team suspiciously, while Lina, who was lying on the door, stiffened immediately, supported the door with both hands, pushed herself away, and left slowly in silence.

Lina's actions also aroused Liang's curiosity, and she leaned on the door to listen.

Without hearing any sound, she left with deep doubts.

However, she met Lina again at the corner.

"Ah Hong, have you read the email I forwarded to you?" Da Gu asked impatiently just after closing the door.

Zhou Hong nodded unhurriedly, and made Dagu a cup of tea leisurely.

The blue tea reflects the picture called anxiety, and the picture is gradually blurred amidst the turbulent waves.

"Don't be anxious, it's useless to be anxious, this guy obviously knows your identity."

"If there was any malicious intention, you would have been exposed by now."

Zhou Hong easily pushed Dagu on the chair, and drank tea himself, looking very peaceful.

Dagu's eyes were particularly strange. After staring at Zhou Hong for a while, he asked softly, "Ah Hong, have you read the content of the email?"

Dagu's question made Zhou Hong feel confused instead, he took a sip of tea and replied, "Didn't I ask you to meet somewhere?"

"That's true, but it's not the most important thing!" Dagu patted the table and stood up immediately, "Ah Hong, you didn't read the email at all!"

Da Gu, who had always been reliable, was acting a little crazy.

With Zhou Hong's toes on the ground, the chair with rollers moved to the front of the computer, and he slid the rollers to flip the mail to the top again.

The general content of the letter is still true for Dagu to come out to meet him. In the back of the letter, it mainly mentions the existence of Zhou Hong.

[Please be sure to invite another Ultra fighter, I have a lot of things to talk about with him. 】

The bold, horizontal bars and larger red fonts made Zhou Hong feel the pain in the heart of a man named Mufu Kirino who was on the other side of the screen when he was writing this email.

It is richer in flavor than vinegar, and the taste is closer to oranges in early autumn.

It was a hideous sourness on the face, even if the orange was spit out, the taste remained in the mouth, which made people unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

Zhou Hong scratched his head, "It seems that the recent situation made this guy unable to accept it."

"But with such strong emotions, why didn't you email me?"

Dagu suddenly asked in his soul, "Ah Hong, your recruit team is a reserve team, so you don't have your own bulletin board, right?"

"How did he know your email address?"

Zhou Hong was taken aback for a moment, and changed the subject abruptly.

"For the K area, Dagu needs to trouble you to be the driver."

Zhou Hong didn't want to mention it, and Dagu, who didn't want to be beaten, naturally skipped the topic of mailboxes.

As for the matter of driving, Dagu, who was about to go with him, would naturally not refuse.

There was nothing to hesitate, and the two went to the garage together.

Two little heads protruded from the corner on the other side, and they followed up on tiptoe.

Obviously both are human beings with special abilities, so why are the two of them praised by people, but he can only be scolded as a monster?

I agree that Dagu can become the winning team, but why is this reckless man able to become the director of TPC in the changing future?

This time, after predicting so many times in succession, it turned out to be the same result!

I can not accept!I absolutely cannot accept it!
Why is there such a big difference in treatment between people?

Swallowing the last mouthful of noodles that were still slightly stiff and sour, he casually wiped off the remaining juice at the corner of his mouth.

The dirt on the glasses was wiped off with a whitish gray cloth, and the body of the black-rimmed glasses drove the body named Makio Kirino to stand up.

Anxiety affected Dagu, and it was inevitable that he would be a little emotional while driving.

The galloping, leaping and drifting Drum car shuttled through the traffic, and arrived at the agreed place in a short while.

It was a big square, and the restaurant was placed in the lobby. Although it was not a day off, there were quite a lot of tourists.

Dagu originally thought it would be a quiet small place, with only three or two people, but with so many people, he couldn't tell who sent him the email at all.

Zhou Hong acted as if he really came out to play, and called the waiter to order some dishes.

After taking a sip of lemonade, Dagu doubted his life: "Did we go wrong?"

"Sit at ease, what should come will come naturally, you are right." Zhou Hong turned his head and asked the black-rimmed glasses on the next table.

The black-rimmed glasses chuckled, "As expected of Ultraman Josta, he was able to accurately find me among so many people."

"If I don't make a sound, you guy is going to let us sit bored?"

Makio Kirino pushed his black-rimmed glasses, "If you can't even find me, the conversation between us will naturally be impossible."

　Ask for a ticket. .Anyway, if you don’t want money, just vote for me. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)