"..."
The hall fell silent.
"Alan!" Christine's expression perked up, and she immediately stepped forward, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Ye Banlan looked at several acquaintances present and immediately understood what was going on.
I'm afraid Kristen saw her being "abducted" by Yan Tingfeng, and in desperation, she called everyone who could.
"I'm sorry, it was my negligence." Ye Banglan patted Christine on the shoulder, "We don't need to fight each other with swords after the play is over."
"One of our own?" Christine was stunned, and then her eyes turned to the side.
"It is indeed one of our own." Yan Tingfeng raised his hand, slowly took off the mask, and apologized, "I didn't know that the subordinates intercepted Xiaowan's medicinal materials. I have already taught them a lesson."
This time it was Christine's turn to be unable to calm down.
The prestigious Taoist Master is this frail-looking white-haired man? !
But judging from his appearance, he is no more than twenty-five years old!
It has been twenty-five years since the Yakuza organization was established.
"One of our own?!" Ling Yunzhan was also shocked, and even staggered at his feet, "So... the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple today."
"Yes, yes!" The right protector stared at the hand still in front of his face, not daring to nod his head, "He is really one of our own, I didn't lie!"
Iliad retracted his hand and shrugged: "It seems that we can only find other bad guys to try the medicine."
The right protector knelt on the ground with a plop, crying and hugging Yan Tingfeng's thigh: "Boss, you are finally back. If you had been a step later, my life would have been in danger!"< br>
"It happened suddenly. It's my fault." Yan Tingfeng lowered his eyelashes, "I won't deduct your bonus."
"Thank you, boss!" Protector Right immediately stopped crying and was overjoyed.
"Since it's a mistake, I have to go back to sleep." Wen Chaosheng said weakly, "I have been busy reading files recently, and I have dark circles under my eyes."
Ye Banlan raised his hand and threw a bottle of medicine at him: "Remember to replenish it."
Wen Chaosheng was very happy: "Thank you, Sister Lan."
"No, it's very wrong!" Ye Xingli stared at Yan Tingfeng closely, "How can you be the master of the Jidao?"
Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows: "Why not?"
"It stands to reason that the master of the Jidao should be vicious, cruel and cold-blooded." Ye Xingli frowned, "You are nothing like him."
"Oh?" Yan Tingfeng's voice was light and airy, "Really?"
"Buzz——!"
As soon as his voice fell, pressure suddenly descended!
The cold breath is overwhelming, making people feel like they are instantly in the cold snow.
Ye Xingli's body trembled and he actually trembled a few times.
But in an instant, this breath was gone again.
When he looked up again, there was still a smile in Yan Tingfeng's eyes, as gentle as spring water, without any lethality at all.
What a retractable one!
Ye Xingli breathed out slowly and pinched his stiff shoulders: "Now I believe it."
"It's hard for you all to come here, and I want to entertain you well." Yan Tingfeng smiled lightly, "Please sit down."
The right and left guardians were very discerning and immediately went down to prepare.
Soon, the drinks and dishes were served.
"I was offended just now." Iliad said to the right protector, "Hey, don't take it to heart."
"No, of course not." Protector Right clasped his fists, "May I ask you, sir?"
"Alas, my name is not as influential as some of theirs. It's normal that you don't know me. I'm not sad." Iliad sighed deeply, "My surname is Ian and my first name is Iliad. ." The guardians on the left and the right looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
Obviously, they have never heard of this name.
"What an embarrassment to the group of friends." Iliad was very melancholy. "Look at all of them. They are all famous and powerful. What about me? Who knows me?"
"Well, Brother Ian, you only need to live happily for the rest of your life." The Right Protector considered it for a moment and comforted him, "You also have a skill, and your reputation is just a passing thing."
Protector Zuo nodded solemnly.
Their names are also unknown.
"Of course I know this truth, but after all, there is still a small gap in my heart." Iliad suddenly lost his sad expression, and suddenly his eyebrows were dancing, "But, I have a nickname, and it is still very loud."< br>
The Right Protector thought to himself that the reputation of the Right Protector of his Yakuza organization was not low.
When people hang out in the world, not everyone likes to use their real names.
Protector Zuo clasped his fists again: "May I ask what your name is outside?"
"Breaking Bad." Iliad said proudly, "I like this nickname very much. It sounds like I am very powerful."
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Right Protector: "..."
Guardian Zuo: "..."
Is this not famous?
This is so famous, and its fame spans two entire centuries!
Although Breaking Bad is a second-rate title, it does accurately demonstrate Iliad's abilities.
When it comes to poisons, Global Center ranks second and no one ranks first.
"Old Zuo, I think we are the weakest, pitiful and innocent ones." Protector Right was very sad, "I used to think that I followed the boss and got some tricks in the Global Center, but now I find that I am still a frog in the well."
Protector Zuo's eyes were empty and his expression was very stiff: "What is the origin of the screensaver on the boss's mobile phone?"
With so many people gathered, could it be that they are going to knock down the Tower of Babel?
**
On the other side, the Tower of Babel.
The Tower of Babel is brightly lit in the dark night, like a morning star.
"Tower Master, our strategy worked." Modi said respectfully, "Kristen took people to the Yida General Administration. The Yida Master still gave in at first, but finally got angry and killed the employees she brought. Soldier.”
"Good news." The master of Tongtian Tower said lightly, "Do you have any clues about Yuan Yiming's whereabouts?"
Modi shook his head slightly: "I can only be sure that it was done by people from China. In today's high-tech society, if anyone will use cold weapons, they are the only ones."
The martial arts in China can indeed be called a miracle in the world.
The Lord of Babel Tower said: "Bring the body here and let me see it."
Three minutes later, the bodies of the two young men killed by Ye Banlan were brought over.
"Master of the tower, you see, both of them had their throats cut with a sharp blade." Modi said, "Their expressions were very unbelievable, and they obviously did not expect that they would be killed by a cold weapon."
Even though these two young men underestimated the enemy, the other's sword sealed his throat, which showed that his force was also very superb.
The Master of Babel Pagoda paused and looked carefully at the wounds on the necks of the two young men.
The wound had scabbed over and turned black and red.
The next second, I don't know what he saw. The master of Tongtian Tower, who did not change his expression even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, changed drastically at this moment. It can be said that he lost his composure in the extreme.
"Tower Master?" Seeing his expression, Modi couldn't help being surprised.
Because since he started serving the Master of Tongtian Tower, he has never seen any emotional fluctuations in the Master of Tongtian Tower.
Everyone in the Global Center says that the Tower of Babel is the place closest to the divine realm, and the owner of the Tower of Babel is also the closest to God.
What kind of thing can make even a god lose his mind to this point?
The next second, the Master of Tongtian Tower actually took a few steps back and murmured: "This is a wound caused by the Shadow Sword... Not good! Xiang Lan?!" (End of Chapter)