Unified Front

In the hotel, only the core members of a certain organization knew the identity of Li Feng, the Corpse King. Therefore, when they saw Huan Chu covered in blood suddenly appear at the gate, although they were not surprised, everyone except for a few security guards responsible for standing guard put down their work and ran over to inquire about the boss's condition.

After a day of intense fighting, Huan Chu was feeling a bit tired and didn't want to explain much to them. He carried Chen Wenwen on his back and went straight to the temporary medical department on the third floor of the presidential suite.

Those people looked at the slightly pale expression of the boss, thinking that Huan Chu did not perform well in the first battle, and were about to sigh. Upon second thought, I realized there was something wrong.

If the boss mission fails, where did the materials that were just brought back come from that made everyone so excited. Now it was Li Feng's turn to take the stage. He stood on the counter in the lobby, like a storyteller in a novel, recounting how he single-handedly defeated over a hundred zombies and caught sniper rifle bullets bare-handed. Of course, he didn't forget to boast about his bravery to everyone.

When the boss punched the bald guy and sent him flying, eight intermediate-level zombies immediately rushed towards the boss. I could even smell their foul breath from here. Just as I was about to think too much, I rushed up without hesitation, knocked the guy in front of me flying with a headbutt, and then swung my iron fists to attack. Bang bang bang bang bang, hey, guess what happened next? "

What's up? The audience below the stage cooperated well with Li Feng.

Shi Wang Yang triumphantly waved his fist, looked up at the sky, and imitated the disdainful expression of Huan Chu among the zombies: "This lord's iron fist is as powerful as a thousand troops. With a few random punches, I directly turned eight zombies into minced meat..." "

Everyone has seen the situation where Li Feng punched and sent Huang Yao flying, so although they were a bit skeptical of Li Feng's words, no one questioned it out loud. They still looked at Li Feng on stage, imitating the scene from back then, with eager anticipation.

Peak! Come on! Pang Le suddenly walked past the stage, interrupting the performance of the Corpse King.

Li Feng was feeling troubled that he seemed to have no more lines to deliver next. Upon hearing Pang Le's call, he immediately responded, jumped off the stage, and followed the mad dog, all the while not forgetting to say the classic line of the storyteller: "To know what happens next, stay tuned for the next episode~"

The audience who had been holding their breath in the audience just started whispering to each other: It turns out that their boss not only did not suffer a defeat, but also played out a great scene of Zhao Zilong's solo performance at Changban. For a long time after that, the story of Huan Chu's bloody battle in the warehouse became the best teaching material for educating newcomers in the Gun Sword Team.

Huan Chu had no idea that he had become a national idol again. He was just nervously watching the old doctor Deng Tiansheng examine Chen Wenwen's body in the presidential suite.

Deng Tiansheng naturally knew about the relationship between Deputy Chief Chen and the Chief, and did not dare to neglect it at all. Although he was unable to do a CT scan due to limited conditions, he still conducted a preliminary full-body examination for Chen Wenwen with two nurses based on years of experience.

Minister Deng, how is Wenwen doing? As soon as Deng Tiansheng put down his stethoscope, Huan Chu grabbed Chen Wenwen's hand eagerly and asked.

Boss, don't worry. Miss Chen just has a mild concussion, and there are no signs of organ rupture in her body. She should be fine after resting for a few days. During peacetime, Deng Tiansheng lived upstairs in the Huan Chu family's building. He had watched Huan Chu grow up. Now, seeing this mischievous child so nervous in front of the little girl, he couldn't help but find it a bit funny. He calmly said.

Huan Chu breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was the leader of the organization, he still dared not be disrespectful to this senior. He immediately stood up and bowed to Deng Tiansheng to express his gratitude.

Although Mr. Deng is almost old enough to be Huan Chu's grandfather, he does not rely on his age and quickly stepped aside, walking out with two young nurses and leaving the space to the young couple.

I said it's nothing, why do you insist on doing the check-up. Chen Wenwen showed no signs of injury and muttered about getting up from the bed, but was pushed back down by Huan Chu.

Minister Deng said that you need to rest. Just lie down here. I will have someone bring a camp bed over to take you back later. Huan Chu's face was serious, not giving in at all.

Chen Wenwen's eyes rolled, immediately showing a look of sorrow and pain, "Darling..." "

What's wrong? Huan Chu felt awkward being called by her, thinking that she might be feeling unwell again, and suddenly became nervous.

I feel like having red bean porridge... "

"I know, I'll have someone do it right away." Huan Chu quickly agreed and was about to reach for the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.

I'm going to drink what you cook... "

"Okay, okay, I'll go make porridge now. Is there anything else you want to eat?" At this moment, Huan Chu's behavior was nothing like that of the leader of the Gun Sword Team. He stood up, rubbing his hands together, looking more like a "househusband".

Well, never mind. Chen Wenwen also knew that the resources of the Gun Sword Team were still not abundant, and she shook her head very obediently.

Huan Chu responded with a sound, trotted towards the kitchen on the second floor, and shouted loudly into the intercom, "Cao He, prepare a bowl of rice and two taels of red beans in the kitchen immediately, I'm going over now..." "

Listening to the fading footsteps of Huan Chu, Chen Wenwen suddenly regained her spirits. She sat up on the bed with a thud, took out a hidden pack of melon seeds from her backpack, and started munching on them. She felt secretly delighted and muttered to herself, "Hmph, you used to bully me when I was injured before. Now it's my turn to boss you around, right?" "

Queen Chen was not happy for long before she had to hide the bag of melon seeds. Because he heard the voice of Huan Chu's mother outside the door: "Lao Deng, is Wenwen okay?" "

"Haha, don't worry, your daughter-in-law is fine, just needs to rest for two days." "

Then came the sounds of thanks and the opening of the door, as Huan Chu's mother walked in with her sleepy son, Lin Mao Mao.

Lin Maomao was the first to run to the bed, grabbing Chen Wenwen's hands and asking, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?" I heard you got injured? Where does it hurt? How serious is the injury? Where is Brother Huan? Why isn't he here with you... "

As soon as Xiaomihu opened her mouth, she rattled off a dozen or so questions, leaving Chen Dawang feeling dizzy and at a loss for how to respond. All she could do was smile awkwardly at her not-so-quick-witted cousin, Huan Chu.

Huan Chu's mother was very understanding, she pulled out two chairs and asked Lin Maomao with concern, "Wenwen, how are you feeling?" Are you hungry? Do you want Mao Mao to make you some food? "

"Yes, yes, what would you like to eat, sister-in-law?" Mao Mao's specialty is cooking! When it comes to cooking, Lin Maomao looks very proud.

Since her parents passed away, Queen Chen Da has endured all her illnesses on her own. When has she ever received such treatment? Looking at the old woman in front of me with a genuine expression on her face, I felt my eyes welling up with tears.

Huan Chu's mother had long known from her son about the background of this future daughter-in-law, so she understood the sudden sadness of Queen Chen Da, and she reached out her hands to embrace her, wiping away the tears from Chen Wenwen's eyes, while gently comforting her, "Wenwen, don't cry, dear." In the future, with mom around, no one can bully you... "

Auntie, can I call you mom in the future? Chen Wenwen's tone was filled with anticipation and fear, afraid that the answer from Huan Chu's mother would disappoint her.

"Silly child, Mom has long regarded you as her own daughter." Huan Chu's mother gently stroked her hair and answered without hesitation.

Mom! Chen Wenwen's face immediately lit up with a brilliant smile, leaving Lin Maomao stunned on the side, murmuring, "Wow!" Sister-in-law is so beautiful! "

Huan Chu's mother responded, "Yes, it's true that our family's Huan Chu could marry such a daughter-in-law. It really shows the blessings from our ancestors." "

Mom, Huan Chu and I are not married yet. Chen Wenwen blushed again and buried her head deeply in Huan Chu's mother's arms.

"Hehe, isn't getting married just a matter of sooner or later?" Don't you want to be the daughter-in-law of this old lady? Huan Chu's mother didn't mind at all, with a happy smile on her face: "Speaking of which, how is this kid Huan Chu doing?" Why isn't he by your side when you are injured? "

He's gone to cook porridge for me... Chen Wenwen's voice is almost as annoying as a mosquito's.

Huan Chu's mother suddenly chuckled and said, "This boy, he's really forgotten his mother after getting a wife!" I have lived for so many years and have never tasted the porridge he cooks. "

"Yes, yes, I haven't tried it either." "Little confused face showed a dissatisfied expression, pouting and saying.

Then let him gather them all at once. "Chen Wenwen said with a happy smile on her face."

I can't control that little guy! Mother patted Queen Chen Da's hand and joked, "Now he cares most about you, Wenwen." "

Mom! Chen Wenwen's pretty face blushed slightly, as bright as a bride's wedding dress.

And on the other side of the hotel.

Huan Chu drove everyone out of the kitchen, boredly humming a tune while simmering red bean porridge, occasionally lifting the lid to taste it and see if it needed any additional seasoning.

Suddenly, the voice of Queen Chen Da came from the walkie-talkie on his shoulder: "Huan Chu, cook some porridge, Mom and Mao Mao are hungry too." "

Huan Chu was taken aback, replied, "Okay," and was about to add rice and red beans to the pot when he suddenly realized, "Oh my, when did I even start calling my mom?" Still so affectionate? "

At the thought of the united front of his mother, Lin Maomao, and Queen Chen, Huan Chu immediately felt his scalp tingle, and he couldn't help but wail without any dignity, "Are they trying to make my life a living hell!" "

Li Feng, who was standing outside the door sniffing the fragrance, immediately rushed in and said, "Boss?" What's wrong? Assassins? Where? "

"Get lost!" Huan Chu's voice sounded weak and feeble.