Chapter 1287

This banter with a little cold voice is so familiar that all the people present and the people watching the live broadcast in front of the camera are confused.

Mr Mok and others, who thought they had already won, couldn't help smiling at the victory. All of their smiles froze on their faces.

Even Bai Ruqing, who has remained silent from the beginning to the end, even though Mr Fei and others didn't make any excuses when they talked about his affair with Qi Enron, would have a rare stare.

He got up from his chair and looked at the man with a group of people swaggering in from the gate: "you... How do you..."

Huo Yizhen, who had torn off his mask and showed his true face, couldn't help laughing when he saw Bai Ruqing like this. He joked: "why, I haven't seen my face for several months. Now I'm so happy to see it again?"

Bai Ruqing's brain crashed for a few seconds, and she almost didn't say rude words on the spot.

Go to your sister. I'm so happy. I'm living in broad daylight. I'm scared, OK? But

Bai Ruqing looks up and down at Huo Yizhen, focusing on the shadow not far from his feet, and making sure it's not a ghost?!

But if it wasn't for the ghost, how could he be here? Is it someone pretending? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Then there's only one possibility. This guy didn't die at all, or there was a premeditated... Feign death at the beginning?!

Aware of this, Bai Ruqing's mood suddenly became more subtle.

There are the relaxation and joy of knowing that he is still alive, the anger of being fooled and the resentment of being cheated.

But no matter how much emotion I heard about Huo Yizhen's death and his conversation with Bai Xuanyu before I thought of him, I was relieved.

People say that the disaster will last for thousands of years, and he knows that this bastard is not easy to die!

Compared with Bai Ruqing's relief, the others were scared.

The first one to bear the brunt is Mr. Fei, who has just been talking about Enron and Bai Ruqing. His face is as pale as paper, and his hand is shaking as Parkinson's, pointing at Huo Yizhen.

It took a long time to say, "aren't you dead? Are you a man or a ghost

His roar also brought back many people in front of the camera.

"What's going on? Is that general Huo? Didn't general Huo die outside a few months ago? How did it show up in the parliamentary election? Oh, my God, come back from the dead? "

"General Huo? It's really general Huo. My God, I'm going to cry! General Huo is not dead. He's still alive. He's back! "

It's really a word that wakes up the dreamer!

For a moment, all the people in front of the camera didn't care about the parliamentary election. Their attention was completely attracted by Huo Yizhen.

Is this really general Huo? General Huo, who died a few months ago?

How did general Huo survive? How did you get back to the Empire? No one knows?

Why did general Huo appear at the scene of the parliamentary election, and all the people present seemed to be shocked. Didn't they know he was coming in advance?

Why did general Huo greet Mr. Bai so well? It's like treating an old friend. Are two people really old friends instead of enemies?

One problem after another, all the people who pay attention to this live broadcast are confused!