Chapter 277 I call you brother, you call me captain, we can talk about our own affairs

The fifth floor of Zhongzhou Temple.

Liao Ning took a sip of the tea on the table and then showed a disgusted expression. This expression was complained by Nan Muyun who was doing a one-handed push-up opposite him.

"You're used to drinking good tea, but you can't get used to my barley tea?"

Liao Ning shook his head, "I gave you a lot of good tea, why are you still drinking this?"

Nan Muyun used one finger of his right hand to prop up his body, and did the incredible thing of standing up on one finger with his feet off the ground, "I won't drink your tea, it's full of the smell of corruption."

"My barley tea is still delicious."

"Let me tell you, back then, I only had a pot of tea, a pack of cigarettes, and stood in a guard booth for a day. If the temple hadn't come, I would still be a small security guard."

"I don't want to get involved in anything that could destroy my consciousness."

"I didn't expect that, Comrade Muyun, your political consciousness is quite high?"

Nan Muyun made a sound, used his right fingers to turn over, and after landing safely, he picked up the barley tea on the table and drank it in one gulp.

"What bullshit political consciousness."

"I'm not involved in politics."

"Have you forgotten all the ridiculous things your department and the military did? Why do I never get involved in your affairs? I just feel disgusted."

"...That was back then, but it's different now under my leadership." Liao Ning muttered in a low voice, feeling a little lacking in confidence.

Nan Muyun ignored Liao Ning's expression and said: "The person who brought me to my current position and made me the national god of war was not the General Department or your military, but the people."

"I have fought my best to go into the abyss all these years just for them."

"A few days ago, after the photo of me without arms was published by a marketing account, I saw in the comments that many middle school and second graders joked that my arm was lost in the new world."

"really."

"It's the new world."

"A peaceful world without gods, without abyss, without having to worry about today or tomorrow."

"I'm just a security guard."

“But I don’t want to live up to their love and support.”

Liao Ning listened to Nan Muyun's words and said, "Old Nan, you are still so serious about me."

He felt that Nan Muyun was a little on the line, and it was obviously just a matter of barley tea.

But Nan Muyun held his face and smiled helplessly: "Oh, it's not that I'm on the line, it's just... I want to remind myself all the time, who am I..."

"I also want to tell myself what the thing on my shoulders is. At least I won't let up. I'm... too tired."

In front of Liao Ning, Nan Muyun dared to show such a tired smile and speak so excitedly.

To him, Liao Ning was an old comrade who had been with him for more than 20 years, someone who could express his true emotions without being laughed at.

Perhaps because he understood how heavy a burden Nan Muyun was carrying, and also knew what Nan Muyun was like in the past, Liao Ning did not have any negative emotions towards Nan Muyun's somewhat aggressive words just now.

He smiled and comforted: "Isn't it better now? Someone will soon be able to carry a burden for you. Although he is still young, at least he has signs, right?"

Nan Muyun and Liao Ning looked at each other.

Regardless of his name, everyone knows that Liao Ning is talking about Zheng Yu.

"Don't mention this kid. He secretly called me Lao Deng. He just rejected my request to compete personally in his team, so he didn't treat me as the God of War."

"If you dare to call me Lao Deng now, you will dare to plant a will-o'-the-wisp fire downstairs of my house in the future. Who else will you dare to call me in the future?"

His mouth was full of indignation, but his eyes were filled with appreciation.

Liao Ning smiled and said, "How do I feel that you are quite happy when he calls you Lao Deng?"

"fart!"

After saying that, Nan Muyun laughed.

"Indeed, I am the first young man who does not regard me as the God of War."

"Old Liao..."

Nan Muyun put away his smile and said seriously: "What I need is not the younger generation, what I need is not the genius who will grow up slowly under my wings."

"What I need is...a comrade like you who can fight alongside me."

Liao Ning immediately shook his head and said ashamedly: "I can't. It's already very difficult for me just to see your back."

Hearing this, Nan Muyun sighed.

"This road... is too dark, too deep, and too lonely."

"I hope he can leave this favor opportunity to me as he said he would."

"What kind of favor opportunity?" Liao Ning didn't understand.

Nan Muyun explained: "Do you remember Zhang Zhan?"

"Well, it was him who took Zheng Yu away from Jiangshui City, and this became a great story. Now this story is the most popular on the forum."

Nan Muyun said: "I heard Liu Nanyan say that Zhang Zhan made a joke when Zheng Yu was at level 10. He said that maybe one day they can hug Zheng Yu's lap, which can be regarded as a bole. Thank you."

"In less than a year, the joke came true."

"I rescued him in the Guild Abyss. In order to prevent him from having any psychological burden, I thought of randomly finding a level 40 to level 50 professional from the God of War Guild and adding him to his team, even if he wanted to return the favor. ”

"I didn't expect that he refused and said that there are many opportunities."

Liao Ning on the side was extremely happy, "He really said that?"

"Yeah, exact words."

"Hahaha, this kid doesn't want to take you with him in the future, does he?"

Nan Muyun couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't tell me, I'm really looking forward to it."

"Then you have to work hard. When the younger generation catches up, according to Zheng Yu's character, he will have to pretend to be you."

Liao Ning knew the character of his brother, and he must have been pretending to be cool with Zheng Yu in the guild abyss. After all, with such a famous name, if he didn't pretend, he would really feel sorry for the professionals who died.

Nan Muyun was disdainful, "If he really has this ability, let him pretend, I will stand in front of him and let him pretend until he feels comfortable..."

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At the same time, in Shangyu City.

Zhang Zhan received a notification.

He looked at Chai Fang with a complicated expression.

"It's over, Lao Chai, it seems like we are really hugging Zheng Yu's thigh."

Chai Fang: "..."

Chai Fang wanted to be quiet and didn't want to talk.

A few months ago, Zheng Yu was still a newcomer in the professional circle. He even remembered his green face when he went to Jiangshui City to pick up Zheng Yu.

Why did he become his captain in the blink of an eye?

Seeing that Chai Fang was a little autistic, Zhang Zhan comforted him: "Think about it, this is a good thing. It's not like you don't know what Zheng Yu's strength is. This is someone who wants us to hold him!"

Chai Fang still looked autistic, "I know, but... isn't it true that my identity and mentality cannot be changed for a while?"

"Too……"

At this moment, Zheng Yu called.

Zhang Zhan and Chai Fang looked at each other with complicated expressions, and then Zhang Zhan answered the phone hesitantly and heard Zheng Yu's voice coming from the phone.

"Brother Zhan, don't be mentally burdened."

"From now on, I'll call you brother, and you'll call me captain. Let's do our own thing."

Zhang Zhan, Chai Fang: "..."

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