The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Chapter 278 It’s you

Zhu Zheng watched Zhu Ping being engulfed by black flames, his ears filled with creepy screams.

The strange black flames gradually dissipated, and Zhu Ping, who had an ability index of 9700 points, turned into ashes in front of everyone.

The remaining few aliens turned pale in an instant, with cold sweat on their foreheads. They all froze in place and dared not move at all.

"This...this! How is this possible? The person just died like that?" Zhu Zheng muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

This was the younger generation he had trained with all his might besides Zhu Yu. He even planned to have Zhu Ping reach the Ipsilon level in the future, but he was burned to death!

This strange black crow is at least this powerful!

It turned out to be another Ipsilon!

The Deng family actually quietly cultivated two Ipsilons? Including Deng Shentong, there are now three Ipsilons?

Zhu Zheng felt that everything was becoming too absurd. When did Ipsilon become so much?

Deng Yuanbo stood in front of him, looking at him coldly, with a sneer on his lips.

"Zhu Zheng, who wins now?"

Zhu Zheng gritted his teeth and suppressed the grief and anger in his heart.

As a commander who has been immersed in officialdom for many years, now is not the time for him to panic. He must find a response plan as soon as possible.

"Uncle Deng Yuan, don't be happy too soon! Even so, you, a broken bird, are no match for Zhu Yu!" Zhu Zheng shouted in a deep voice.

Deng Yuanbo didn't show any fear when he heard this. Instead, he laughed loudly: "Really? Then let's give it a try!"

After that, he looked at a few strangers who were trying to reduce their presence in the corner, raised his eyebrows and said, "Young men, do you want to die with Zhu Shuai, or are you willing to give up the dark and join the light?"

The strange men looked at each other, their eyes full of hesitation.

However, there is no order in the end times. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

Since Zhu Zheng can no longer guarantee their lives and interests, there is no need for them to die in vain after working so hard to become high-level mutants.

One of them summoned up the courage to say, "Mr. Deng, we followed Marshal Zhu for survival. If you can guarantee our safety, we are willing to join you."

Zhu Zheng's eyes widened when he heard this. "You traitors! The Deng family collaborated with the enemy and attacked the commander-in-chief. You actually surrendered to the enemy? This is a capital crime! A capital crime! I will report this to Shengjing District!"

But at this moment he was powerless and unable to stop this from happening.

Deng Yuanbo nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, a man who knows the current situation is a hero."

He turned his gaze to Zhu Zheng, with a smile on his face. "Since you keep saying that my Deng family is traitorous, then take this old man to the city wall! Confront him in front of all the Yanyun Guards!"

When Zhu Zheng heard that Deng Yuanbo was going to publicly try him in front of all the Yanyun Guards, his face instantly turned ashen.

Once his true purpose becomes known to everyone, the image and authority he has carefully maintained over the years will completely collapse.

"Deng Yuanbo, how dare you!" Zhu Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "You are committing treason and treason!"

Deng Yuanbo looked at Zhu Zheng coldly, with a disdainful sneer on his lips.

"Zhu Zheng, don't scare me with treason."

Deng Yuanbo said, "In order to maintain your rule, you attempted to kill young talents and swallow up the Deng family's assets. This is true treason!"

"Uncle Deng Yuan, please stop slandering me!" Zhu Zheng said loudly, "I, Zhu Zheng, am loyal to the Jiangnan Region and have no second thoughts!"

Deng Yuanbo shook his head and said, "Zhu Zheng, you don't need to quibble anymore. The people of Jiangnan District will know about what you did sooner or later."

He waved his hand, and several strangers immediately stepped forward and took Zhu Zheng away.

"Let me go! You traitors!" Zhu Zheng struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Deng Yuanbo watched coldly as Zhu Zheng was taken away, a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth.

He was the only one left in the empty command room. At this time, Lan Xincheng knocked on the door and walked in.

He still wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking gentle yet flattering, a typical secretary.

"Mr. Deng, everything has been done."

When Deng Yuanbo saw who was coming, he raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a look of surprise.

He smiled slightly and said unexpectedly: "The person who has been cooperating with me is actually you? I really didn't expect it."

Lan Xincheng pushed his glasses. He looked no different than before. He responded respectfully, "You are joking, old man. I also need to prepare for the future, right?"

Deng Yuanbo looked at this unprepossessing young man. He usually had a fierce appearance but a weak heart. He used Zhu Zheng's name to bully others, but at this moment, he actually made people feel a chill down their spine.

He thought that he might have underestimated this guy. How could he be an ordinary person when he could sit in the position of chief assistant to the commander-in-chief at the age of less than 30?

Deng Yuanbo was silent for a moment and then asked, "What are you going to do next? Now that Zhu Zheng has fallen, all parties will reshuffle their forces."

Lan Xincheng's eyes behind the lenses flashed a sly look, "Of course I'll follow you, Mr. Deng. You are highly respected and you are the great contributor to exposing Zhu Zheng's evil deeds this time."

Deng Yuanbo laughed out loud, "I'm old! Instead of following me, you might as well follow my nephew, who is young and in the limelight!"

Lan Xincheng approached slowly, "I believe my judgment is correct. Young Master Deng is indeed powerful, but in the end he will not be able to reach a position that can provide me with enough benefits."

The smile on Deng Yuanbo's face gradually faded, and he began to look carefully at the gentle young man in front of him.

No one spoke anymore. Lan Xincheng just bowed slightly, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and behaved humbly and cautiously, even a little flattering.

"Lan Xincheng, you are indeed a smart man." After a moment, Deng Yuanbo said slowly, with a hint of scrutiny in his tone.

I'm afraid few people in the Deng family know the relationship between Deng Shentong and him.

On the surface, it seemed that Deng Shentong was very talented and inherited the position of the head of the family with thundering means, while the old and weak Deng Yuanbo retired behind the scenes to enjoy his retirement.

But many people have forgotten that Deng Yuanbo is only sixty years old. He has been shrewd all his life. How could he be willing to enjoy his old age?

Lan Xincheng smiled slightly, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and said modestly, "Thank you for the compliment, old sir. I just did what I should do. Zhu Zheng is doing evil and will eventually destroy himself. I just went with the flow."

He cleverly avoided topics related to the Deng family and did not get involved in the intrigues among the Deng family members, trying to protect himself.

No matter what, Deng Shentong and Deng Yuanbo are the real relatives. As an outsider, he only needs to deal with the two of them to obtain the greatest benefit.

Deng Yuanbo chuckled and didn't ask any more questions. He just looked up at the dark screen in the command room. There seemed to be an image of Deng Shentong and the black-haired man fighting side by side on it.

He sighed deeply, a trace of sadness flashed across his old face, and he murmured meaningfully: "Nephew... you are still too soft-hearted. Wait a few years... wait a few more years..."