Don't I Have a Name? Only Know to Call Me Strategic Level!

Who would have thought that a few hours ago, Feng Qing and Feng Fengmo led their respective teams to fight in the gymnasium.

After the game, they exchanged bad words and broke up unhappy.

It's all an illusion!

Zhong Yuan told Wang Fo that he and Feng Fengmo had a fateful friendship.

Why not Feng Qing and Feng Fengmo?

The two of them are truly sharing life and death, calling them brothers and sisters.

The sound insulation effect is excellent, the dance floor on the first floor is full of people, and the private room can't hear it at all.

Feng Qing sat on the sofa unceremoniously, and said with a smile, "You seem to be very concerned about whether Xuanming is here."

Feng Yumo said bitterly, "I had a premonition that he would rush up, but I didn't expect that he would be under one person so soon!"

Feng Qing sneered, "What is inferior to one person? He should be above ten thousand people! Those people just dare not lower Jiang Wuyou's ranking!"

Feng Yumo was taken aback, and said, "So strong?"

Feng Qing said proudly, "Jiang Wuyou is not capable of killing me!"

He glanced at Feng Yumo, and said again, "You asked me out so carefully, you didn't even dare to call your cell phone, what's the matter with you?"

Feng Yumo looked gloomy, and said in a low voice, "I want to ask Xuan Ming for help. If he doesn't come, forget it!"

At this time, the cat Zhong Yuan jumped out of Feng Qing's backpack and said, "Meow!" I was always there.

When Feng Yumo saw the black cat, he was in a bad mood. Thinking of being defeated by the cat's paw in the opening match, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Feng Qing, you are not mean enough. It is rumored everywhere that I have cat phobia. I went back to the camp today. A group of bastards brought dozens of cats to welcome me!"

"Tell me! What's the matter with this cat? How can it break my copper skin and iron bone?

"Hahaha!" Feng Qing couldn't stop laughing, and said, "It's broadcast live nationwide, everyone knows that you are afraid of cats."

"However, I didn't lie to you, this cat is really Zhong Yuan. It's normal that you can't beat him!"

"Are you still kidding me?"

"No kidding! It's true!"

"Okay! You say yes."

Feng Yumo was powerless to argue, got up and said, "It's not convenient to talk here, let's change to another place."

Checked out and left, and took another bottle of wine out before leaving.

Go out and turn left, cross a street, and a jeep is parked on the side of the road.

The two got into the car together.

Feng Qing sat in the driver's seat and asked Feng Yumo, "Where are we going? I don't know the way, so I have to use navigation and assisted driving."

Feng Yumo was silent for two seconds, and said, "Go to Qinghe Ancient Garden."

Feng Qing typed his name into the map.

The navigation immediately showed that the destination was a cemetery.

Running to a place like this to chat in the middle of the night?

Well, it is indeed a safe and secure place where you can speak freely!

Feng Qing settled down and drove all the way, one hour's drive, half an hour away.

The gate of the cemetery was locked, and even the security guards were off duty during the New Year's Day holiday.

Old rules, over the wall to enter!

Zhong Yuan followed the two and jumped onto the wall speechlessly.

It was promised to be the craziest and wildest disco dancer, but I never expected that in the cemetery in the middle of the night, disco dancers would be performed on the grave.

The wild wind was blowing, and the endless dense tombstones looked a little creepy.

Feng Yumo was fearless, took a bottle of wine in his hand, and led them through the tombstones for a while, and finally came to a very ordinary tomb.

Dim lights shone on the tombstones.

The person in the photo is very young, and his appearance is somewhat similar to that of Feng Yumo,

Ye Zhen, 2015-2042.

Feng Fengmo put the wine on the altar in front of the tombstone, and said with lonely eyes, "This is my brother's tomb."

Feng Qing didn't speak.

He had heard for a long time that Feng Yumo's big brother was dead, otherwise he would not have gone to the square of Shemen Mountain to fight the Frost Snow Snake Market Crystal.

This is just an ordinary tomb. How could the immediate family of the Feng family be buried in such an ordinary place? At least they have a family graveyard.

There must be something hidden in it.

Feng Yumo said, "Half father. If I hadn't been born, he should be the heir of the family."

No one in the big family has any secrets.

For example, the main wife can't give birth no matter what, so I have to find another way.

At last a boy was born, and the family rejoiced.

Suddenly, the main wife's stomach became stronger again, and she gave birth to an orthodox heir.

It stands to reason that it is double happiness. However, both children are geniuses, and the talent of the orthodox heir is slightly inferior.

In order to prevent the family foundation from being taken away by outsiders, the child with an improper blood lineage had to be sacrificed.

Feng Yumo would not talk about family scandals.

Looking at the photo on the tombstone, his eyes were full of sadness and nostalgia.

"My brother has been excellent since he was a child, no matter what he does, he will always be number one."

"I went to the same school and took the same classes as him, and I will always be behind him."

"I'm not jealous of him at all. I know, I'm just not as good as him. Every time I hear someone praise him, I want to proudly tell them that that's my brother! My dear brother!"

"However, I was not allowed to do that at home. Later, when everyone knew he was my brother, they reluctantly let him in."

"He never hated his family until he died, and he kept comforting me by saying that without Feng's family, he would not be able to come to this world!"

Feng Yumo's voice gradually filled with hatred.

"In these years, I don't know how many things he has done for the family. Those people only use him as a tool!"

"Under this tombstone is empty! There is nothing! They squeezed out his last value, and even took out his body to trade!"

Feng Qing frowned slightly.

I see.

After all, Feng Yumo's big brother failed to absorb the death immunity, and finally died of illness.

The point is, the body transaction is too much!

Feng Qing said sternly, "Do you want to take revenge on your family?"

Feng Fengmo shook his head bitterly, "Without a family, I am nothing! My brother is under the nine springs, and I don't want to see the family decline."

The cat Zhong Yuan squatted quietly in front of the tombstone, feeling suspicious.

It's not so easy for people who are able to die of illness.

Didn’t the thin hemp stick with advanced liver cirrhosis that I met in Fangjie, Zhangjiajie before run out to do the task?

If it hadn't been bitten off by a ghost-eyed ladybug, the thin hemp rod would have lived a few more years.

For an outstanding talent like Ye Zhen, the South China Military Region must do its best to treat him. How could he just sit back and watch him die young?

Cat Zhong Yuan asked, "Meow?" What's wrong with your brother?

Feng Qing and Zhong Yuan had the same idea and asked, "Can you tell me what the disease is?"

Feng Yumo said sadly, "Skin cancer. It was discovered during the physical examination three years ago. The condition was fierce and developed rapidly. In the end, the cancer cells spread throughout the body, and there was no cure."

"That night, he pulled out the life support by himself, and died silently..."

The ability of the medical department cannot prevent the spread of cancer cells, at most it can alleviate the deterioration of the disease.

In fact, death immunity can't make Ye Zhen free from the erosion of cancer.

After avoiding death once, his condition continued to deteriorate, and sooner or later he would take his life again.

The ability that a cancer patient really needs is regeneration!