Bai Tangzheng and Sam were walking on the desolate land.
Now that I have made up my mind to fight against the darkness and cruelty in this land, I naturally don't expect to be able to enjoy meticulous treatment by virtue of Bai Tangjing's reputation.
The strong men respected, or perhaps feared, Bai Tangjing, but when Bai Tang made it clear that he was going to cause a major reshuffle in Africa, they were not cowards who would put a knife on their necks and not fight back.
"Well, right now, the whole of Africa, no! The whole world is in chaos, right?"
Sam walked casually, muttering and squinting at Bai Tangzheng.
In the past ten years, Africa has gone from chaotic and bloody wars to a slightly dirty order. A ruler died without warning.
It was Bai Tangzheng and himself who took action.
Even with his eyes closed, Sam could imagine how sensational the world news was.
On the contrary, it was the black-haired child who, as if he didn't care, clasped his hands behind his head and walked step by step.
"Don't worry, don't worry, father will take care of it!"
"I'm not worried that he can't handle it. I'm worried about what he will say. You know, your father is often unable to hold back."
Sam looked like he had a headache, but he didn't dare to complain too obviously.
Bai Tangjing actually liked her bohemian brother-in-law, but Seiko tormented her brother quite a lot.
".Hehe, hehe."
At this moment, Bai Tangzheng's little face also broke out into a stiff smile.
It seems that he also knows that his father can be quite crazy sometimes.
But then, the child's smile became natural, and the clear black and white pupils showed firmness and trust.
"But no matter what, those ordinary people will no longer be treated like construction waste by the powerful."
"They may still have to face insufficient medical care, insufficient education, and other complex and difficult problems, but at least they will not be unlucky enough to have their whole family turn into minced meat and die inexplicably just because a strong man passed by.
I don’t even know how he died.”
"And the strong man seemed not to care at all and continued to enjoy himself unscrupulously."
The boy's bouncing figure is lively and agile, but his words and his eyes are solemn and serious.
Sam nodded silently.
Yes, at least those ordinary people can be regarded as "human beings".
"Forget it, let's not talk about it. After understanding 'Sorrow', is your practice in [Cloud Pailing Palm] complete?"
The promiscuous uncle waved his hands, as if to shake off the heaviness he was not used to. He stretched his head and leaned closer to ask the boy.
Bai Tangzheng rolled his eyes, his tone sounding like he was dealing with an ignorant brat.
"It's impossible! [Gloomy Cloud] is the last move, yes, but the key point is actually the 'light' at the end. 'Sorrow' is just the threshold to enter the essence of this move."
"However, I have a premonition that as long as this trip to Africa is successfully completed, for me, I will be able to understand the 'plainness after grief'. By then, my [Energy Control] and [Power Flow] will be completed.
I should be able to get a big promotion."
The boy put his little hands in front of his eyes, opened and closed them carefully, feeling his own strength.
Sam raised an eyebrow.
The two elements of power that ordinary strong men can't even touch are as easy to come to you as playing games and completing tasks. What else can he say?
"It seems that even if it is just for you to practice martial arts, this continent will definitely be reorganized by your father."
"Then what? After completing [Pailing Cloud Palm], which one are you going to practice again?"
"No, [Tian Shuang Fist]."
The ordinary words made Sam suddenly turn his head and look at his nephew seriously with a frown.
"Azheng. Don't you want to follow your father's path now?"
The promiscuous uncle was actually a little bit sincere at this moment.
"I know that you young people always like the best and the strongest. It is natural that you want to imitate your father. But at least you should think about your situation calmly, right?"
"It's impossible for your current basic quality to support that level of technology, and to say the least, how many people on the entire planet right now, not to mention cultivation, can feel the soul?"
"I want to be like your father. It's like a fantasy. It's too exaggerated."
Sam's worries are not unfounded.
[Tian Shuang Fist] itself does not actually have any exaggerated threshold.
With Bai Tangzheng's current strength of 180,000 horses, strong body and life energy surging like the roaring waves of the sea, there is no problem at all in practicing.
——The problem is the Baitang Mirror!
Who knew that guy could create such exaggerated things from this boxing technique!
As a result, now, when people in the know mention [Tian Shuang Fist], they will subconsciously think of the scene where Bai Tang Jing is used.
No one cares about what happened originally, right?
But the boy looked at his uncle speechlessly.
"Come on, do I look like I'm useless?"
"It's just [Tian Shuang Fist]! The others are not half a million horses. No! Five hundred thousand horses is my father's standard. If it were me, I wouldn't even think about it without the strength of 600,000 horses.
Dare to think!”
As if thinking of some outrageous scene, Bai Tangzheng's little face wrinkled up as if he had eaten a lemon, and he shivered for a while.
Sam's expression was similar, and he pursed his lips and continued.
".As long as you stay awake."
The stroll continues, and they can visit the African continent several times in a few hours, but what about the countries that were rescued?
They all believe that Baitang Jing can solve problems easily.
But they all know that the reconstruction of a country's logistics and government affairs is already a big project.
If they act too fast and the whole of Africa undergoes major changes in just a few days, then the pressure to reorganize the government will not be as heavy as that of a country.
So now, they are actually in a leisurely state of "waiting for the back row".
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After all, Sam is a seasoned veteran who has been hanging around at the international level for many years. As he expected, one of the ten rulers of Africa——
News of Victor Denton's death spread throughout human society in a very short period of time.
Yes, humanity as a whole is now in a stage where isolationism is prevalent.
But it is still far from returning to the "world divided" appearance before the great voyage.
People should not care about the death of a dictator on a distant and barren continent.
Life is already difficult, and disasters and tragedies thousands of miles away are always illusory and unreal when heard.
Before the real masters of this planet emerge, is it a big deal if a few dictators die in Africa? What if a massacre occurs?
It can't even stop a person thousands of miles away from eating a bite of breakfast.
But this time it's different.
Very different.
The New United States, the Southern Alliance, Kislev, the European Union, and various regions all focused their attention on this piece of news.
All those in power, and even all those who have a clear understanding of today's world.
Their shock and surprise were all reflected in their exclamations and dilated pupils.
The slain dictator was one of the ten strongest men in Africa with a strength of over 450,000 horses!
It is a monster killed in a deadly battle soaked in the blood of a strong man.
Where is Africa?
Although I hate to admit it, it is the trash can of the world.
Careers, radicals, and all kinds of powerful beasts fight there, rob, and show off their ambitions.
In these ten years, under the exaggeration of the media.
Everyone is actually frightened by that ancient continent and everything that happens on it.
So brutal, so appalling
Unabashedly bloody and cruel, and even proud of it, the giant beasts let go of their full strength to abuse nature and mortals.
This had already frightened everyone.
No refugee organization dares to set foot on that land anymore, and even the most white-left groups can only do some work outside Africa to accept refugees.
If something happened to such a place, or even exploded, no one would dare to think about it.
But this factor, in this news storm, is not the focus of much writing.
Far from it
This news that has swept the public opinion field around the world has only one real focus——
The one who took action was Bai Tangjing, his son, who had not been on the road for ten years!
The world began to roil.
The world will always be shocked by every move of the strong.
Prime Minister Rando Yaguchi, who currently holds the record for longest time in power in Japan, is quickly walking out of the Cabinet Building.
Ten years have not made him appear to have changed much, and he still looks like a young and powerful political elite.
Only the left hand painted in matte black under the neat suit is eye-catching.
As the times progressed, he also accepted prosthetic transformation, and it was exactly what Bai Tangjing said about him.
As an ordinary person, he planned a war against Tokyo Godzilla, and he did not lack courage at all.
After all, he was unwilling to be unable to touch the power of the giant beast.
Apart from anything else, the feeling that even intelligence, brain reaction speed, and energy were completely classified as "inferior" was completely unacceptable to him, a young man raised in a political family.
So a gene bottle containing Mothra's cell fluid was also in his prosthetic arm.
This was a gift he received when he went to the Republic to visit the outpost of the Imperial Organization.
Ignoring the reporters blocking the door of the Cabinet Building, these guys looked like they had "caught big news" as expected.
Rando Yaguchi got directly into the Prime Minister's car and rushed to the nearest floating car parking spot.
Of course there are exclusive floating vehicles, but there are too many in the Cabinet Building. No matter how old-fashioned buildings are modified, it is difficult to park them, and other high-rise buildings around them are also obstructions.
So I can only ride in this troublesome way.
"Really, this building will be moved sooner or later!"
Yaguchi Rando sat in the carriage, pulled off his tie, and complained to the driver and bodyguard, Naoya Okubo.
Okubo has developed great emotional intelligence after years of training.
He knew that the prime minister was not talking about the building, but the group of reporters he was complaining about.
They, and the companies behind them, are all clowns who bully the weak and fear the strong.
Yaguchi Rando looked at the crowd of people outside the car window, thinking about what other gossip they could write.
Shiroki did not intervene in management after replacing Prime Minister Hinomoto.
He just presided over the division of Japan and the United States.
Yaguchi Rando felt that maybe it was because he was completely too lazy to pay attention to these little things, right?
His strength and vision were completely beyond the reach of himself who was immersed in an island country.
Although he was confident in his achievements and ambitions over the years, Yaguchi Rando couldn't help but think so.
But there are only a few people like him who can meet Bai Tangjing occasionally in these ten years and are sane.
What do more people look like?
At the beginning of this decade, they feared and worshiped the power that could kill Titans.
When the United States was divided, he cheered hoarsely in front of the White Hall Mirror, as if just seeing that person had already received great favor.
Many people were even so excited that they lost control on the spot.
What follows is an increasingly expanded mentality in society.
Confidence will swell into ambition, and the people's ambition will undoubtedly backfire on the government.
We have the most powerful power in the world! Why not be a little more bold? Just like the United States back then!
This was the thought of many people in society at that time.
Every time he thinks back to those days when it was as hot as a haystack in autumn, Yaguchi Rando will sigh.
Damn it! Since the Meiji Restoration, has the public forced the government to go to war?
Bet on the fate of the country, start a war, go alone, fail, blame, and make compensation.
Apart from the last item among traditional arts, what other things are there for the public?
Now that all the nobles and ministers of the court have their heads shrunk like quails, the people are getting angry, right?
But even though the people were forcing the Hinomoto government, Yaguchi Rando was still under tremendous pressure and forcibly suppressed the morbid atmosphere in Hinomoto at that time.
Yes, life is not easy for everyone. The global financial collapse, isolationism is prevalent, and the island's resources are insufficient.
So the crowd was excited.
So I want to rely on the "strongest power" to make myself feel more comfortable.
It's normal. Under such circumstances, it's only natural for the nation's ideological trends to change.
This is normal in any country in the world.
But Yaguchi Rando knew: that person's vision was not limited to a mere island.
So he suppressed all discordant sounds.
It's not easy.
Because people's dissatisfaction will not disappear, suppression will only make them stronger.
These strong dissatisfactions easily bury the worship of the recent past.
Therefore, after the initial admiration, some media and some high-minded people called the Japanese cabinet led by Yaguchi Rando the "seal machine."
This means that they are not elected by the people, and they do not serve the country. They serve one person.
A person they were obviously full of resentment about, but didn't dare to name.
For the sake of sales, various media outlets will always stab the government overtly or covertly, and even covertly stab at Bai Tang Jing.
People always like this content.
As a result, public opinion became fierce. Although the number of people did not account for a large proportion according to Yaguchi Rando's statistics, they just shouted loudly.
But this continuous outcry still encourages Japan's most radical far-right wing.
As a result, the Shinshin Association is extremely at odds with the Japanese government, and it is also coercing Foolish Doppei, who cannot let go of the Shinshin Association, and cannot help himself.
No. Maybe [Tiger Evil] is actually just trying to make Bai Tangjing angry and give him a good beating.
However, Baidang Jing ignored their intentions from beginning to end, and instead just stayed in Hokkaido.
This move further fueled the arrogance of these people.
Even the speculation that "Baitang Jing was seriously injured and suffered a regression in strength" has been hyped up.
Today, the ridicule of the cabinet and Bai Tangjing has become more and more blatant.
Yaguchi Rando did not care about the gossip of the powerless, but still held the position of Prime Minister.
He fully believed that Bai Tangjing was not someone who would care.
He also understood more clearly that the man's power had regressed compared to ten years ago?
No no no.
That is already a bottomless abyss!
The car stopped smoothly, and there was already an atmospheric and steady float vehicle waiting at the docking point.
Rando Yaguchi straightened his tie and got out of the car.
After half a year, he was going to meet Bai Tangjing in person.
Dear readers, I sincerely apologize. My roommate and his girlfriend were busy late at night, and I was so dizzy that I couldn't sleep at all. I am writing now.