Chapter 333

The two men appeared suddenly and left quietly.

Therefore, in front of the real scouts, even if Zhang Hongyang has systematic blessing, he is a scum.

Well, the high-risk world given by the original system has finally revealed its ferocious side.

After Zhang Hongyang fainted, the screen in the live studio darkened instantly.

Then the group of melon eaters who watched the live broadcast exploded.

"I'll go. What am I talking about? This TM is crossing!"

"Cliff yes, did you see the two soldiers?"

"Anyone who can see it will see a pair of boots and leather robes. There is a language that can't be heard clearly on the screen. It seems to be Mongolian, which is a language that only the upper nobles of China's Khanate will deliberately learn."

"Don't guess. I don't know where the anchor is now, but according to the details of the people just appeared, it's not difficult to see that these people should be the race of Ancient Mongolian people."

"If space-time travel can really be realized, I can be very sure that the anchor really crossed into the era described in his live studio."

"Cut, you say yes. Don't be so sure?"

This group of melon eaters were very happy to discuss in the live broadcasting room where the screen was black but still running.

Basically, few people quit.

The person questioned didn't speak, but several other accounts quit. They tore up with this person as if he had bounced the glass of their house with a monkey tendon.

"Brother, if you are not sure, others are not sure. I don't believe anyone in this live studio, but I must believe what [respect history] said just now. Because he is my doctoral supervisor in history. I'm from Yanjing University."

"Yes, I am a student who respects history. I have been working with him on the project for more than a year. He is my most respected history professor, not one of them."

"A lot of textual research on historical documents is conducted by our professor as the leader."

After these people finished, there was another cry from the melon eating people: "Oh, the experts are among the people. Unexpectedly, the history professor also watched the live broadcast?"

The students were very embarrassed and explained, "that's also because we pulled the teacher over. When the live broadcast room was broadcast for the first time, we were skeptical, so we pulled the teacher over to see the second live broadcast in the live broadcast room."

"Unexpectedly, it is really possible to travel through more time and space."

The off-site audience is in full swing, and what about their anchor at this time?

"Wow"

Being poured down by a basin of cold water, he was awakened by the instant cold and piercing feeling.

Zhang Hongyang opened his eyes vaguely. A drop of dirty water also fell on the ground along his eyelashes.

As his eyes opened, in his real-world live studio, the brush lit up, which is a sign of being opened again.

Looking at the barrage in front of him, Zhang Hongyang immediately understood that his own live broadcasting system did not need his live broadcasting equipment.

But the system never reminded him that he came to this world with big bags and small bags and a pile of useless things.

But that's good. I won't be punished for not completing the task.

Zhang Hongyang thought bitterly and happily. Suddenly, from his head, he heard a voice like the sound of nature: "is this the strange person you brought back? Is this the person you suspect to be a spy?"

When Zhang Hongyang tried to look his head in the direction of the sound, he was petrified on the spot.

Through his eyes, once again connected to the modern live studio, it suddenly became a blowout situation.

[melon eating crowd 1]: ah! My screen is so dirty that I need to lick it. Ah, after licking, it turned out that the sugar I ate yesterday stuck to it. I licked it again.

[melon eater 2]: ah, ah, where's my Hukou book and ID card? I want to give you monkeys, my man. God, earth, what do I see today when the weak chicken and the little white face are in power? Tough man! Tough guy!

[melon eating crowd 3]: This is the aesthetic of normal people. Look at his muscles. I know he doesn't show it, but his perfect muscles hidden under his clothes have deeply betrayed him.

The number of people in the live studio, after the face appeared in the camera, instantly broke through the mark of 6000 people, doubled directly, and approached the limit of 15000.

At this time, the face reflected in Zhang Hongyang's eyes is Gu Zheng himself.

Because since the boy was brought into his army camp, xiaoforgetshu gave a very familiar tremor.

Gu zhengruo looked outside the camp tent and saw a red arrow moving in his base camp.

Then Gu Zheng strolled with the milk tea in his hand, followed the direction of the arrow, and found that the arrow stopped outside the large tent for slaves and prisoners.

Then Gu Zheng saw two Mongolian scouts and their captains at the door of the big tent, reporting something, and there was an unknown man lying on the ground.

A dripping arrow pointed at his head.

So Gu Zheng opened his mouth with great interest: "why? Have you caught a new suspicious person?"

After Gu Zheng spoke, the scouting team saw who the visitor was.

They looked at the sweat king they admired with some excitement. They were looking at the suspicious man lying on the ground with great interest. They immediately reported the basic situation of this man to Gu Zheng.

Gu Zheng suddenly became happy when he heard the report from his subordinates and saw the systematic explanation of the smile forgetting book translated to him.

He said to the scouting team, "let's try it. I happen to be very interested in this person's identity. Let's see who he is."

Come on!

Upon hearing Gu Zheng's words, the whole scouting team was very happy. The follower Gu Zheng's personal guard found a clean empty tent and tied the man in it.

When Gu Zheng sat down immediately with a horizontal knife on his seat, these people impolitely woke Zhang Hongyang in their own way.

The next thing is the collision between Gu Zheng and Zhang Hongyang.

Having said his question, Gu Zheng walked step by step in front of Zhang Hongyang. Looking at the unlucky guy opposite, he was obsessed with his "beauty".

Yes, it is.

After so many years of Southern expedition and Northern Expedition, Gu Zheng has never forgotten to exercise himself, but he has properly maintained the client's body.

Not drinking, not lecherous, self-restraint, is an alien among Mongolian people.

But it is because of this good habit that he has his current physique.

Muscular but not heavy, tall but not delicate.

Let the people in the live studio see what is the most perfect figure of Asian men.

In addition, his masculine, angular face with deep facial features.

In modern times, it is definitely an extremely rare hardline student at the level of Baiji.

After Gu Zheng quietly showed himself in front of Zhang Hongyang, he grabbed each other's chin with one hand, so that he could clearly see his expression, and then said to his subordinates next to him

"You say, what kind of identity will this person be?"

"Scouts? No, scouts. Where do you get such good skin? People like you and me don't have his smooth skin, which means that this person will never be a scout."

"Assassin?"

"That's not right. Look at the clothes he's wearing. They're the clothes only worn by the enemies opposite. And his face is not similar to ours. His physical characteristics can't do the job of Assassin."

"Slave?"

"It's even less like that. Whose slaves would raise such fine skin and tender meat, but wear the cheapest clothes of lower class people?"

With that, Gu Zheng shook Zhang Hongyang's chin, wiped his hands with the handkerchief handed over by the servant next to him, and made a decision: "since the identity is not clear, it's hard for us to judge whether what he said is nonsense at that moment."

"Adhering to the pre war principle that you'd rather kill a thousand wrong than let one go, you can get rid of him."

Get rid of it?

As soon as Zhang Hongyang heard the word, he immediately woke up from the chaotic state. No, it wouldn't be

I don't want to die!

Zhang Hongyang, who immediately thought of asking for help, asked in the live studio: "experts! Who will think of a way for me!! Ah ah! Help! I'm still young. I don't want to die. "

The group of melon eaters in the opposite live broadcasting room reacted like this at this time.

【1】 : kneel down and beg for mercy, then hold your thigh! Said you crossed a thousand years, because you admire him too much, so you wore it. two hundred and thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty-three

【2】 : it shows your arrogance as a modern man, saying that you can make glass and cement, that you are a hermit, and that you can help him dominate the world.

Zhang Hongyang doesn't intend to rely on these melon eaters who only watch the excitement but don't know what to do. At this critical juncture, the only thing he can rely on is himself.

When Gu Zheng turned his head and sat in a large armchair, intending to give an order to deal with him, Zhang Hongyang suddenly shouted, "I'm Frank and lenient!"

"Oh?" Gu Zheng propped up his chin with one hand. "Then tell me what your identity is?"

"I'm a waiter from Songchao restaurant!"

"Poof.. 2333666"

Zhang Hongyang's screen suddenly added a wave of very forthright rewards. The anchor is so desperate that he doesn't even want a man's basic honor for his life.