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Chapter 345 Three minutes of shock

This is a time bomb. The time on it is only over three minutes left!

Although he was in a turmoil inside, he remained calm on the outside and asked: "Is there someone in the Tang Sect who doesn't want me to save Tang Wuming?"

Tang Bingyun: "Of course, Tang Wuming is a very powerful force, and there are many people who want him dead."

"No wonder someone put a bomb on the plane."

Tang Bingyun was startled: "What? Is there a bomb on the plane?"

Wu Bei: "In the landing gear bay."

Tang Bingyun's face turned pale: "What should we do? Should we skydive now?"

Wu Bei smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, just ask the captain to release the landing gear."

Tang Bingyun quickly came to the cockpit. The captain's face turned pale after hearing this. He quickly slowed down and opened the landing compartment.

The bomb was stuck to the bulkhead with glue. Wu Bei immediately used his eyesight, tore off the tape, and the bomb immediately fell down. At this time, there was less than half a minute before the bomb exploded. Not long after, there was a blast from behind.

A violent explosion.

Wu Bei asked the captain to retract the landing gear and said to Tang Bingyun: "It's safe."

Tang Bingyun looked weird and asked: "How did you do it?"

Wu Bei said with a smile: "The bomb was stuck to the bulkhead with tape. I gave it a slap just now, and the inner energy came through and knocked the bomb out of the cabin."

Tang Bingyun took a long breath and said with hatred: "Those people have gone too far. I must investigate this matter to the end!"

Wu Bei looked at her: "Let's talk about Tang Sect. Since I'm involved, I need to know something about Tang Sect."

Tang Bingyun nodded: "The most authoritative person in the Tang Sect is my grandfather Tang Tianjue, followed by Tang Wuxie who controls the business and Tang Wuming who manages the assassination organization. After that, there are the various hall masters and the relatives."

"Among the hall masters, the four major hall masters are the most powerful. They are in charge of the business of the Tang clan in one province. Among the relatives, the five major ones are the most powerful, and they are also the richest men in each province."

Wu Bei: "Among these people, who least wants Tang Wuming to live?"

Tang Bingyun: "Of course it's Tang Wuxie and the four major hall masters. It's hard to say what the five major concubines think."

Wu Bei: "The Tang Sect is indeed too big and difficult to manage."

Tang Bingyun sighed: "If grandpa were in better health, there wouldn't be so many things."

Wu Bei's heart moved: "After Tang Wuming is cured, I'll go see your grandfather."

Tang Bingyun nodded: "Okay!"

Ten minutes later, the plane landed in Jincheng, Sichuan Province. As soon as the plane landed, a commercial car drove to the side of the plane, and Wu Bei and Tang Bingyun got in the car.

In the car, Tang Bingyun made a phone call and then said to Wu Bei: "Let's go see Tang Wuming first!"

Wu Bei: "He is in Tangmen?"

"It's a villa of the Tang family, called Golden Bamboo Garden. I practiced martial arts there when I was a child," Tang Bingyun said.

On the way here, Wu Bei already knew something about Tang Wuming. He was Tang Tianjue's adopted son, with extraordinary talent. He entered the innate world in his thirties and was very powerful. He once saved Tang Tianjue's life. Because of his

Seven, so Tang Bingyun called him his seventh uncle. It can be said that Tang Bingyun was raised by Tang Wuming. The two had a deep relationship, and they were like father and daughter.

Tang Bingyun's life experience was very difficult. Her father disappeared not long after she was born, and her whereabouts are still unknown. She has been dependent on her mother since she was a child. But her mother was very busy, taking care of the family business. She spent the longest time with Tang Wuming, and regarded him as a father.

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It was under Tang Wuming's training that Tang Bingyun grew up rapidly and has now become a leader among the younger generation of Tang Sect.

The car drove for twenty minutes and drove into a hill. The mountain was covered with golden bamboos. In the bamboo forest, a large courtyard was built, and the car drove directly into it.

As soon as they got off the car, a white-haired middle-aged man came over. He bowed slightly to Tang Bingyun: "Miss."

Tang Bingyun asked: "Zhao Chuan, how is my seventh uncle?"

The man named Zhao Chuan looked gloomy and said, "Miss, your master's condition is very bad. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive for a few days."

Tang Bingyun burst into tears as soon as he heard this, and walked quickly inside, with Wu Bei following closely.

The three of them walked through the living room and came to a private room. A man who looked about forty was sitting on a chair. His face was pale and he was looking at a few pieces of paper in his hand.

Although he was severely injured, he still gave people an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty, like a lion, ready to kill at any time.

"Uncle Qi!" Tang Bingyun knelt in front of him, "I invited Wu Bei here, he will definitely cure you."

This man was Tang Wuming. When he saw Tang Bingyun, he immediately showed a gentle and doting look and said, "Bingyun, everyone is destined to die, you don't have to be sad."

Obviously, he didn't think the people Tang Bingyun invited could cure his injuries.

As soon as Wu Bei entered the door, he looked at Tang Wuming's injuries. His injuries were very serious. The meridians all over his body were being eroded by a strange energy, and all his internal organs were necrotic.

Tang Bingyun said quickly: "Uncle Qi, Wu Bei's medical skills are very powerful, he must have a way."

Wu Bei bowed slightly: "Mr. Tang, I am Wu Bei. I can break your curse."

Tang Wuming's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Wu Bei: "Do you know that I am cursed?"

Wu Bei nodded: "You should have been injured by a cursed weapon. The power of the curse is corroding your body. If it weren't for your profound cultivation, you would have died long ago."

Tang Wuming did not dare to underestimate Wu Bei anymore. He stood up and saluted with his hands raised: "Mr. Wu, just now Tang was rude!"

Wu Bei: "You're welcome, Mr. Tang, please sit down."

Tang Wuming sat down and said with a smile, "I'll help you remove the curse first."

After that, he stretched out his hand and pressed on Tang Wuming's shoulder, pouring purple energy into it. This purple energy had the magical effect of exorcising evil spirits. Tang Wuming's body was filled with a sticky black energy. When they met

When he gets the purple infuriating energy, he immediately jumps wildly.

Wu Bei controlled the true energy, occupying every meridian and seeping into the internal organs. Gradually, the black energy had no place to stay and was forced to hide in the lungs. At this moment, Wu Bei struck Tang with a palm.

With no life behind him, the latter let out a "wow" sound and spat out a mouthful of black phlegm-like substance, as big as an egg, with bloodshot eyes, and rolled to the ground.

Once this curse leaves the human body, it immediately loses its effect and disappears within a few seconds.

Tang Wuming felt relaxed at this moment, the curse was removed, his powerful vitality was released in an instant, and the damaged internal organs were quickly repaired.

Wu Bei wrote a prescription on the spot and asked Tang Wuming to take the medicine once a day. After writing the prescription, he pulled Tang Bingyun out of the private room.

Tang Bingyun quickly asked: "Wu Bei, is my seventh uncle okay?"

Wu Bei nodded: "He is a human being with extraordinary physique. He can recover in about half an hour. Let's wait."

Tang Bingyun was overjoyed, hugged Wu Bei hard, and kissed him hard on the face: "That's great, thank you!"

Wu Bei raised his eyebrows and said, "You can kiss me a few more times, I don't mind."

Tang Bingyun rolled her eyes at him: "Fuck you!"

The two of them were waiting in the living room. About twenty minutes later, Tang Wuming strode out. Without saying a word, he bowed to Wu Bei and said, "Thank you, Mr., for saving your life!"

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