After leaving the office of the two agents, as soon as he walked out of the office door, he saw Lu Heming walking towards him with a bunch of information.
"Captain Wan, are you talking to your godfather?"
Seeing Wan Qi, Lu Heming greeted him very politely.
"Um!"
Wan Qi nodded, responding to Lu Heming, just as the two were about to pass by.
"Lu Heming! I have something to tell you!"
Wan Qi suddenly remembered something and called Lu Heming.
"What's wrong? Team Leader Wan?"
As soon as his hand was put on, Lu Heming, who was at the gate of the director's office, heard Wan Qi calling him and immediately stopped the movements on his hand.
"Let's go and talk about it!"
Wan Qi pointed to the corner beside him and walked over first.
"Team Leader Wan, the information I have in my hand is a report and analysis of the subsequent progress of the divine disaster this time!
He wants something urgent to do here with his adoptive father!"
Following Wan Qi to the corner, Lu Heming briefly pointed out the importance of the information he had in his hand.
"Don't worry, I've just said a few words to you, and it won't take long!
Lu Heming, the old man will have to retreat from the position of director in another ten years!
And there are so many things that have happened during this period that I almost couldn't take care of it!
As the old man’s deputy and secretary, you should have already understood this whole thing!
I don't want to say anything else, the old man has no descendants of his own in his life.
Their clan will basically die when he comes to him!
Do you still remember the core of power that the old man had divided into your body ten years ago?
Now his strength is not as good as before, and I doubt that Zhang Yuanming and the others might attack the old man!
If I get stuck by the mission one day, Lu Heming, I hope you agree to me!
No matter what the price you pay, you must hold the other person waiting for me! Don’t let the old man die!"
Wan Qi stared at Lu Heming and said to him with a serious look on his face.
Looking at the expression on Wan Qi's face, Lu Heming frowned slightly, but soon he nodded seriously.
"Don't worry, Team Leader Wan! The adoptive father is kind to me as much as a mountain. Even if you don't tell me, I will protect my adoptive father's safety!"
After hearing Lu Lu He Ming's words, Wan Qi nodded gently and walked towards his office.
In a dark hall, some mysterious runes are painted on the surrounding walls.
Two candlelights were emitting a faint green light on a table against the wall.
Around the hall, several men in black robes sat or stood in the corner.
Two people stood on the left and right sides of the table where the candlesticks were placed.
One was an old man with wrinkles on his face, while the other man had a black robe on his body, and his face was hard to see.
At this time, everyone present focused on the floor of the hall, and the iron box with a faint red light was being emitting an iron box on the rune formation depicted with a gloomy green light.
With the sudden vibration of the iron box, the miserable green light on the magic circle instantly extinguished, and the original faint red light also dimmed a lot.
This sudden change surprised everyone at the same time.
"Zhang Yuanming! What's going on? It was the Holy Lord who absorbed those life powers before!
They have already condensed a sense of divine thought, why do you feel worse than before now?
Do you know that for this step, I have been planning for so many years before I can kill the Ming family in one fell swoop!
The Ming family has a total of twenty-three psychics, and they are now buried underground in this hall!
I am now in vain for my efforts over the years!”
Seeing the change of the iron box, the old man's eyebrows were frowning tightly. You guys were nervously looking at the man in black robe standing beside him.
"I don't know either! The previous divine thought of the Holy Lord told me that Lin Zhuying was in danger!
He wanted to see who dared to hurt his servant, and then the divine thought disappeared directly!
Look at what he looks like now... Could it be that the divine thought was killed by someone!"
The man in black robe lifted the hood above his head and exposed his face. This was Zhang Yuanming, who was issued a purple-level wanted order by the Special Registration Bureau.
"What did you say? How could anyone in this world hurt my Lord!
Impossible, absolutely impossible!”
After hearing Zhang Yuanming's answer, the old man widened his eyes and looked disbelief, and then a look of anger appeared on his face.
"Is it really impossible? So how dare you ask the leader of the Ming Dao family, who was the leader of the Ghost Mother of Yinshan, who died a hundred and twenty years ago?"
Hearing the old man's words, Zhang Yuanming raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man and asked.
"Don't call me this name now. This famous family head is just my body that I took over!
Now I am called Yin Sanjue, the Ghost Mother Sect Yinshan Ghost King, Yin Sanjue!
Wait! You are talking about that man! But wasn’t this man completely fallen into an mortal body after fighting with the ghost mother in Yinshan during the rumor?”
Obviously, the old man was extremely annoyed by Zhang Yuanming's title, but he was distorted by the question raised by Zhang Yuanming.
"Fallen from the mortal body? Is it a joke that you have seen a person with an mortal body, and there are no old people for a hundred and twenty years?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhang Yuanming's mouth, and his tone of speaking was even more sarcastic.
"Hmph! So what if there is no Aging? That man is very likely to be the legendary undead!
Even if you become an mortal body, it is normal to never grow old and die!
I still vaguely remember the Yinshan Ghost Mother back then. It seemed that this undead person was designed to hide him, the Ghost Mother Cult's Headquarters.
It’s just that he is not as skilled as a human being, but he was killed by that man and returned to the century-old foundation of the Ghost Mother Cult!”
The sarcastic meaning in Zhang Yuanming's tone was naturally heard by the old man who claimed to be Yin Sanjue. After snorting coldly, he spoke up and argued.
"Oh, then I want to ask! Can a person in the room area beat the heavens and defeat him with one punch?"
After hearing Yin Sanjue's rebuttal, Zhang Yuanming snorted coldly and told what Aunt Liu saw at that time.
"What? That man can still beat the devil to the heavens? This... how is this possible!"
When Yin Sanjue heard what Zhang Yuanming said, his face looked extremely ugly, and his body even trembled slightly.
"So the information you got should be wrong! Wan Qi is at least as powerful as a demigod now!
The body refined by Lin Zhuying, even if it accommodates the divine thought of the Holy Lord, was at most about the strength of a demigod!
Moreover, now is not the time for us to worry about this matter! The most important thing is how we should help the Holy Lord recover!"
Zhang Yuanming's face looked gloomy and his tone of speaking seemed even more gloomy.