Zhao Gan worriedly drove Zhang Jun to a military airport in Kyoto. The military plate number on the front of the car was obviously very attractive, and the gatekeeper let him in without even asking. The car drove directly to the airport, and after getting off, Zhao Gan looked at the plane parked next to the airport in a daze.
This is a business jet, all in gold, with a very dazzling appearance and a rich aura. Zhang Jun knows that this type of business jet costs more than 300 million U.S. dollars, and is the favorite model among the rich in Arab countries.
Seeing Zhao Qian's expression, he asked: "What's wrong?"
Zhao Qian smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't prepare this plane."
Zhang Jun nodded and understood what was going on. The two people on the plane wanted to make him look bad. If he got on the plane, he would probably be kicked off, so he said coldly: "Go and call them off. I have something to ask." .”
Zhao Qian sighed, he was suffering from both sides now, but he could only bite the bullet. He walked up the ramp of the plane, leaned halfway in, and saw two young people sitting in the spacious cabin. Tasting tea.
The two young men looked to be about thirty years old. One was tall, thin, and very energetic, and the other was short, fat, and smiling, but the smile was very cold. Zhao Qian said: "Mr. Ba, Mr. Fei, Mr. Zhang, please You go down and talk."
The two of them didn't even raise their eyelids. Mr. Fei asked lazily: "Which Mr. Zhang?"
"The young master of the Shennong Sect advocated Mr. Zhang, the founder of the Tianxing Group." Zhao Qian said cautiously.
The tall and thin young man surnamed Ba laughed: "Zhang Jun? I haven't heard of him. If he wants to see us, let him come up by himself."
Zhao Qian looked helpless. He knew that he would not be able to invite these two high-minded men, so he turned around and walked down the gangway, smiled at Zhang Jun and said, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Fei and Mr. Ba, please come up and talk. look……"
Zhang Jun said "hmm" and said, "No need, go and prepare a plane for me."
"This..." Zhao Qian said with an embarrassed look, "This matter in Europe requires the cooperation of three people with the ability to complete it. Isn't it not good for you to separate like this?"
Zhang Jun's eyes turned cold: "Are these two people worshiped by the state?"
Zhao Qiandao: "No, they are the descendants of Ba Chongfeng and Fei Chongfeng."
"That's it, I am a worshiper, but they are not. In terms of status, these two people should obey my orders instead of sitting on top and making sarcastic remarks without any respect!" Zhang Jun said coldly.
Zhao Gan smiled bitterly, wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Okay then, I'll find another plane."
The ears of both parties were very sharp. Ba and Fei both heard Zhang Jun's words, and their faces turned cold. The short and fat young man named Fei smiled coldly: "Let us listen to you? Who do you think you are? A national tribute." At least you are at the Guizhen level of cultivation, and you don’t even have half a step of magical power, how dare you be so arrogant in front of me?"
Zhang Jun also responded loudly: "Some people are really arrogant and think that having a little magical power is great. Little do they know that there is a sky outside the world and there are people outside the world. This little trick is nothing in front of an expert."
When he was in the car, he looked through the two people. In fact, these two people did not have half-step magical powers, and only had the strength of the ninth level of true power. However, they obviously had the bloodline inherited from supernatural figures, so they each had a kind of A small magical power, but it does have some power.
Minor magical powers are also called supernatural powers. Although there is a big gap between them and magical powers, they are still extremely powerful compared to those monks who do not have magical powers. It is no wonder that the two of them are so arrogant and do not take others seriously.
The young man surnamed Ba was furious. He slammed the tea table and said sternly: "Boy, even if you are worshiped by the country, I can still kill you!"
"Kill me? I'm afraid you don't have that ability." Zhang Jun looked contemptuous. He could even defeat a real half-step magical power, let alone two people with small magical powers. Although he didn't want to compete with these two very powerful people. He was an enemy of a person with a background, but his attitude made him angry. A practitioner has the dignity of a practitioner and cannot be insulted. If this point is touched, he will become angry, and he will fight if he gets angry.
The young man named Fei said coldly: "Boy, you are looking for death!"
"Looking for death?" Zhang Jun opened his eyes and strode towards the business jet.
Zhao Qian got angry and stopped him quickly and said, "Mr. Zhang, Zhang Gongfeng! Please calm down. It's just a small misunderstanding. It's not worth taking action!"
Zhang Jun stared at him coldly: "Since you know that I am a worshipper, you should step aside!"
Zhao Qian twitched the corner of his mouth. As a tribute to a big country, it represents the dignity of a country. He can kill at a thought and die in a battle. It is not something he can control. As expected, he did not dare to say anything more and stepped aside obediently.
Zhang Jun came to the gangway, and the young man surnamed Fei had already stopped at the hatch and looked down coldly, "How brave! I want to see what you are capable of and dare to be worshiped by a big country!"
"Want to try me? You can't!" Zhang Jun's body rose suddenly and hit the cabin door like a cannonball.
The young man surnamed Fei was taken aback and quickly activated his small magical power. His whole body was covered with a layer of black energy, and there was a mysterious power that cut off vitality. If he were an ordinary cultivator with true power, his blood energy would be solidified and his vitality would be frozen at this moment. Not his opponent at all.
But Zhang Jun is not an ordinary person. His whole body's real power vibrates, which is enough to withstand magical attacks. This small magical power poses no threat to him at all.
"boom!"
He didn't even raise his hand, and with a simple brutal collision, the young man surnamed Fei was knocked out. His body hit the cabin wall hard, causing the entire plane to shake suddenly. The young man surnamed Fei was seen paralyzed, as if dead. He fell to the ground like a dog and lost the ability to fight again.
The physique of a monk with small supernatural powers like this is not much stronger than that of a real person. He can do just fine when meeting ordinary enemies. But when meeting someone like Zhang Jun, he can only admit that he is unlucky and will end up miserable. At this moment, the bones in his body are at least Half of it was broken, staring at Zhang Jun with shocked and resentful eyes, and said angrily: "You have actually reached the extreme state?"
The so-called extreme realm refers to the realm gap between people with the same combat power. Generally speaking, this gap will not exceed three realms, and it can be three at most. For example, Zhang San is at the first level of true power, and he can compete with the fourth level of true power. The battle between Li Si and Li Si is a battle across three realms. He is a very powerful person.
But if Zhang San, who is at the third level of true power, can fight against Li Si, who is at the fifth level of true power, then he has fought beyond the four realms and surpassed the limit. This is the extreme combat power, which represents the ultimate combat power of a certain realm.
There are very few people with such extreme combat power. The strength shown by Zhang Jun frightened the young man named Fei, and he thought of this possibility.
Another young man surnamed Ba was shocked and angry. Extreme combat power? He trembled all over and did not dare to attack Zhang Jun again. He could feel Zhang Jun's terror. It might really be the extreme level!
Zhang Jun turned to look at him, his eyes full of disdain, and said: "Why, don't you want to see what qualifications I have to become a national worshipper? I'm here now, but you don't dare? You
Which aristocratic family does this coward come from? Is your surname Ba or Fei? Are you a waste from Prince Wu's palace?"
The young man was provoked by Zhang Jun, and blood surged in his chest, and he roared: "Shut up! Don't insult me, Prince Wu's Mansion!"
Zhang Jun said coldly: "If you want me to shut up, then show your true skills. You have two ways now, either kneel down and apologize to me, and then follow me to Europe and be my follower. Or, you can
Fight with me, life or death will depend on you."
The young man didn't expect Zhang Jun to be so ruthless and courageous. He seemed to have murderous intentions when he dared to insult the people of Prince Wu's palace. He was scared, but at this moment, he had no way out, so he took a deep breath and softened his tone.
: "Friend, there is no grudge between us, you don't have to be like this."
"Is there no grudge?" Zhang Jun stared at the other party, "You from Prince Wu's Mansion, don't you know that I killed Ba Xiangang? Don't you know what happened at the K Hotel that day?"
During the battle at Hotel K, he left a lot of clues. As long as the people in Prince Wu's Mansion were not all idiots, they would be able to deduce that it was him. He had no doubt about this.
The young man's face instantly turned pale, and he subconsciously took two steps back. After knowing that there was no way to ease the conflict, his expression suddenly became fierce and he shouted: "You will never end well if you offend me, Prince Wu!
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"Only weak people say such things." Zhang Jun said with a mocking look on his face, "The time is up, have you made a good choice?"
"I'll fight with you!" The young man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it. A human-shaped golden light flew out of his sleeve, and lightning rushed towards Zhang Jun. It turned out that he had been planning it for a long time, and a magic talisman suddenly flew out from his sleeve.
, wanting to injure Zhang Jun by surprise.
Zhang Jun came prepared, and he immediately threw the Small Universe Pot forward and collided with the golden light. The divine energy of the Small Universe Pot was stimulated, and the human-shaped golden light flashed away. It seemed that it was given by the Small Universe Pot.
The young man surnamed Ba was shocked and immediately showed an expression of despair.
Zhang Jun caught the Small Universe Pot, and after a moment of sensing, he knew that what had just been absorbed was an attack talisman. He looked at the young man surnamed Ba. This man had almost lost all strength due to the use of the talisman, and it was impossible to fight anymore.
"The people in Prince Wu's Mansion are really useless." He shook his head, "Do you think a magic talisman can deal with me?"
The young man surnamed Ba finally showed fear and screamed: "What do you want to do?"
"I'm not interested in killing losers." Zhang Jun shook his head, "I've taken care of matters in Europe myself. You two losers should stay at home to recuperate. It would be a burden to go there."
After saying that, he left Ba and Fei with complicated and resentful expressions, and quickly walked off the plane.
Half an hour later, Zhang Jun took his own car to Europe, and Zhao Qian accompanied him. He needed to communicate about matters in Europe.
Not long after Zhang Jun left, Yang Tianji mysteriously appeared on the gangway. He looked at the injured two people and said with a smile: "Brother Ba, Brother Fei, thank you for your hard work."
It turns out that all this was arranged by Yang Tianji, including the trip to Europe and the appearance of Ba and Fei.
The young man surnamed Fei said bitterly: "Yang Tianji, when you planned the plan, didn't you say that this person wouldn't dare to attack me?"
Yang Tianji shrugged: "I didn't expect him to be so lawless that he dared to hurt both of you. But it doesn't matter. As long as he goes to Europe, he will definitely die. We have set up a killing array there, and he will not be able to escape. Lose."
The young man surnamed Ba sat on the ground and murmured: "This man is too strong. Even my little magical power can't hurt him. He has probably reached the extreme state. No wonder he can kill Ba Xiangang."
Yang Tianji's eyes flickered: "He is getting stronger and stronger! He can actually kill half a step of magical power. It seems that if we are one-on-one, I have no chance of winning."
The young man surnamed Ba gritted his teeth and said: "We are also going to Europe. I want to see how he died!"
"Okay, you're very welcome. I'll take you there." Yang Tianji smiled slightly and agreed.
On the plane, Zhang Jun formally asked about the mission.
"Why did the young master conflict with the church people?"
"Because of a woman." Zhao Qian said, "He fell in love with a French nun and insisted on marrying her."
Zhang Jun couldn't help but cursed: "What an idiot!"
Zhao Qian lowered his head and coughed, and reminded: "Zhang Congfeng, he is the grandson of a certain big boss, and his father is also a high-level figure. We should not belittle him behind his back."
Zhang Jun curled his lips: "I'm a bastard, there's no fucking good thing."
Zhao Qian simply shut up. This man is so bold that even the bosses dare to scold him. It would be inappropriate to continue talking.
Zhang Jun thought for a while and asked: "How do they want to solve it?"
"Then it depends on Zhang Chongfeng's ability." Zhao Qian said irresponsibly, "You have full authority to operate everything, and the state will not interfere."
Zhang Jun sneered: "I am alone against the Western Church?"
Zhao Qian whispered: "There were three people."
"It's useless for those two losers to come." Zhang Jun looked disdainful and suddenly became angry.
Zhao Qian thought for a while and made a suggestion: "In my personal opinion, it is best to resolve the issue peacefully."
Zhang Jun shook his head and said: "The goal of this trip is to rescue that stupid second-generation official. If we don't care about the method, there is actually no difficulty."