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Chapter 460 Who is Zhang Wufeng

Once they have contact, I will definitely be the first to know that the current Zhang Wufeng is actually a similar person pretending to be him." Gu Yuxia sneered.

"I know your method, but do you think Su Ru can be monitored by you so easily? According to my calculations, the abnormal mark you left behind has actually been known to Zhang Wufeng a long time ago. The reason why Su Ru did not take this thing is probably intentional. Of course, I can't be sure because this is just a calculation. However, if your perception fails at any time, it is very likely that the mark you left behind has been blocked, which means that the real Zhang Wufeng has appeared." Huang Yiyi said thoughtfully.

"Is this possible? I think you are just worrying too much." Gu Yuxia was obviously very confident about this. At this time, she did not try to sense the so-called monitoring device.

"This is still possible. After all, Zhang Wufeng's IQ is not lower than yours and mine. If you face him with contempt, I'm afraid you will suffer." Huang Yiyi said.

"It's not a question of contempt. You know me when it comes to supervision. Well, let's not talk about this issue anymore. It's getting off topic. Let's first see how Zhang Wuming performs. He's a little skeptical for now. Let's not get too affectionate. Just showing a little concern is enough."

"That's easy to say."

……

Zhang Wuming pondered for a long time in the hotel room, and finally remembered some past events that he had not remembered. These past events gradually penetrated into his heart, making him have a real yet vague feeling about his own existence, as if he had a split personality.

This feeling is not pleasant.

What is going on? Why does it always feel unreal?
Zhang Wuming pondered, put his hands in his pockets, then lit a cigarette and started smoking.

"It's better to go out for a walk." He felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart. Whenever he thought of the fact that he was Zhang Wufeng, he felt uncomfortable, as if something was beyond his control.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Wuming took out his cell phone and dialed the phone number of Su Ru in his memory. Since he had many things related to Su Ru in his memory, he naturally remembered the cell phone number as well.

The phone was connected quickly, and then there was silence on both sides.

"Are you, Wufeng?" Su Ru was slightly stunned on the opposite side, then asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's me. I'm fine. I'm calling you to let you know I'm safe." Zhang Wuming said gently, and his tone was exactly the same as Zhang Wufeng's.

Su Ru was startled again and was silent for a while, but after a moment, she said gently: "I'm glad you're okay. Where are you now?"

"I'm in Jinyu, are you in Shien?"

"Well... I'm here. Feifei and I are fine. Don't worry."

"Okay, don't leave Shi En's underground palace for the time being. I will come to find you soon." Zhang Wuming continued gently.

"Well...then you should take care of yourself too." Su Ru's tone was equally gentle.

However, to Zhang Wuming, it seemed that there was a little gap between them. It seemed that the two people's voices were close, but their hearts seemed a little far away.

"Yes, I will. Something happened before and I lost my memory. I just recovered and I feel a little strange with you guys, but I will adjust as soon as possible. Don't worry, I won't let you and Feifei down."

"...I believe you." Su Ru's tone suddenly became much gentler, as if the doubt had disappeared because of this sentence.

……

"Su Ru, what's wrong?" Sun Feifei was walking in the hall of the underground palace with her bulging belly, exercising properly, and asked Su Ru who was beside her.

"Now, I'm a little confused, you know? Wufeng called just now, and you heard what he said, but now, there is another call from Wufeng. This feeling...how to put it, it seems that I can't judge it anymore." Su Ru was in deep thought, her beautiful eyebrows slightly wrinkled, as if she was a little strange about this matter.

"Your current ability is already very strong. If you still find it impossible to judge, then things are not simple!" Sun Feifei hesitated slightly, then said thoughtfully.

"I thought so too. Now I can't judge anymore. The windless feeling before was very real, and I was a little emotional, so there may be some deviations in my judgment. But this one feels a little strange, but a different kind of familiarity is very real. You know, a person's temperament is the most unchangeable." Su Ru said hesitantly.

"Then, we can test it. It's a very simple test, because if there are some truly powerful people, they can change these costumes based on their temperament. Such people are truly masters.

Such people may even know a lot of details, so we can judge them based on things they cannot possibly know. We can use strategies such as playing hard to get and pretending to build a plank road to secretly cross Chencang. Well, let's talk about this matter in the inner hall, where no one else can monitor us."

Sun Feifei whispered something, purely in the form of lip reading, because Su Ru had long had a feeling that she was being monitored, and after she married Zhang Wufeng, Zhang Wufeng pointed out the problem. It was just to paralyze the enemy, and she did not remove the special thing on her feet. When she answered the phone with Zhang Wufeng before, Su Ru almost instantly blocked the monitoring with a special method, but her own ability was not strong, and she could only hold on for a moment, so Sun Feifei's words at this moment were the wisest choice.

...After Zhang Wuming hung up the phone, he continued to take a few puffs of his cigarette, and then left the hotel without saying hello to Huang Yiyi and the others.

The night was a bit cold and dry. Strong winds blew through the streets from time to time, blowing up some plastic bags and waste materials into the air, and some yellow sand suddenly filled the air.

Zhang Wuming walked along the street. The street outside the hotel was not busy. There was a traffic jam in this area due to the construction of a subway, so the number of vehicles coming here decreased exponentially. Especially at night, there were even fewer people.

The night was very quiet, and the orange lights were flickering and blurry. Zhang Wuming walked across the human-shaped overpass, passed through the tunnel of the bridge, and walked into the distance.

"Tsk tsk, isn't this Zhang Wuming? What's the matter, little brat? You've become rich and are even wearing Armani. You're really something. Come on, give me some money and make me happy!" A scoundrel with dyed yellow hair said with a sneer.

Zhang Wuming stood still and turned around silently.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Little bastard, who am I talking to if not you? Are you playing dumb?" The young man laughed, but his hand reached to his waist, ready to take the machete.

He had bullied Zhang Wuming many times in the past, but this time he found that the boy had become more capable. If he didn't beat him up and torture him severely, it would be unworthy of him to call him "Brother Xiong".

"Talk to me? Okay, okay!" Zhang Wuming was no longer the cowardly and incompetent guy he used to be. He remained silent and took two steps towards the young man. When the young man reached out to chop at him, he punched out in the face!
This punch, with a powerful sonic boom, hit the opponent's head hard.

"Oh!"

Blood splattered, and suddenly a white and red liquid burst out and splashed everywhere. The young man screamed, and his head instantly shattered like a watermelon.

Zhang Wuming bent down and wiped the blood on his fist from the corpse lying on the ground, then turned around and left with a cold expression.

In the distance, a young man who was also a gangster suddenly began to tremble in his legs. Zhang Wuming sucked with his right hand, and suddenly a machete appeared in his hand. The machete that the young man had hung on the ground was swung out by Zhang Wuming without even looking at it.

The machete flew around for a few times, and then it suddenly hit the other gangster's forehead, almost splitting the opponent's head in half. The powerful force, great pain and horrific killing made the gangster scream out almost instantly. He fell to the ground, struggled for a few times, and then died twitching.

Not far away, some vehicles whizzed past, treating everything in this corner as if others had ignored Zhang Wuming in the past. They left quickly, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble.

Zhang Wuming suddenly felt a little familiar with this scene. He shook his head. It was just killing people. Wasn't he used to it? Why were his hands still shaking? Why was he still feeling inexplicably nervous?

In fact, Zhang Wuming didn't take this situation to heart. He just kept walking forward, as if there might be something he could sense there.

……

After calling Su Ru, Zhang Wufeng felt relieved and immediately headed towards a place he had calculated.

Although he had devoted himself to the cultivation and recovery during the past few days, Zhang Wufeng had also thought deeply about some things.

The enemy is in the dark, and he is in the light. Now he has also turned to the dark, so the enemy will gradually appear in the light. Taking this opportunity to take the initiative to attack is obviously a good decision.

The reason for this is simply because the fate of him and Zhang Wuming may be about to begin.

On an overpass, Zhang Wufeng walked here and then stood on the overpass silently.

He waited for the arrival of the person he had predicted.

This will be another beginning of the coming storm.

Perhaps, from the next moment, everything will become more passionate and exciting.

Looking at the individual pedestrians under the bridge, who seemed as small as ants, Zhang Wufeng's expression was cold and calm.

In the distance, a figure walked towards them step by step.

(End of this chapter)