Yang Tianji suddenly felt uneasy. The more he thought about what had happened recently, the more irritated he became. This time he was fully prepared and joined forces with many experts, including people from the church, but he still failed to kill Zhang Jun.
He felt a sense of powerlessness deep in his heart. Was he destined to be his nemesis?
He was worried when his cell phone rang. He took a look and saw that it was Yang Tianhao calling. This Yang Tianhao is the son of Madam Necromancer, a mixed race. Madam Necromancer is very powerful and has a half-step supernatural power.
Western monk and necromancer Yang Tianhao is extremely talented. He has been fiercely competitive with Yang Tianji since he was a child. If he calls, it will definitely not be a good thing.
Yang Tianji suppressed the irritation in his heart and said in a relaxed tone: "Yang Tianhao, if you have something to say, just say it. If you have anything to say, just let it go."
A loud and arrogant voice came from the other end of the phone: "Haha, Yang Tianji, I heard that you are in a miserable state now and were almost killed by that man named Zhang Jun? What do you think, do you want me to go over and help you? Italy is away from you.
It's not far over there. As long as you ask me, I will go there and save you."
"Fart!" Yang Tianji was furious, "I want you to save me? You'd better ask for your own blessings. Did you provoke the daughter of the Roman Pope's guard captain some time ago? Didn't the saint-level guard captain teach you a lesson?"
"Lesson?" Yang Tianhao smiled, "His daughter is already pregnant with my child, and he must recognize me as his son-in-law. Yang Tianji, it is said that you also like an aristocratic girl from England. It seems that
That girl’s name is Annie, it seems like people don’t like you?”
Yang Tianji snorted heavily: "You don't need to worry about my affairs."
"Of course I don't want to care about it." Yang Tianhao also snorted, "But I want to tell you good news, no, it's bad news for you. This Holy Son has just broken through to half a step of supernatural power. Why don't you speak?
Are you surprised?"
Yang Tianji's face was full of anger. He thought that with half a step of magical power, he could stabilize Yang Tianhao's head, but unexpectedly this kid also broke through. He tried to keep his tone calm and said coldly: "You
I'm surprised to be able to break through. Could it be that Father has initiated you?"
"Of course not." Yang Tianhao was extremely proud, "Let me tell you a secret. My maternal ancestor's 'Netherworld Bloodline' has revived in me. Hey, you know the Netherworld Bloodline, right? In ancient Egypt, there was only this noble bloodline.
Only then can he become Pharaoh.”
Yang Tianji clenched his fists, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. He said coldly: "So what, I also have Ruyi Tong!"
"Wishful thinking? This is the second bad news I want to tell you." Yang Tianhao sighed, "Just after I took half a step of magical power, the wishful thinking in my blood was also activated."
Yang Tianji was furious. He hung up the phone uncontrollably, punched the table to pieces in anger, and kicked the sofa into two pieces. The maid who was in charge of serving him stepped back in horror, fearing that she would be
spread to.
"Damn it! Damn it!" He cursed repeatedly. His jealousy and anger made it difficult for him to calm down. He hated Yang Tianhao very much. Not only did he hate him, but he also hated his mother, Mrs. Necromancer. Mrs. Necromancer and his mother, Mrs. Xuanji, were the same.
A pair of enemies, Madam Necromancer once secretly killed Madam Xuanji's brother and one of his sons, Yang Tianji's brother who died in infancy.
It’s just that Mrs. Necromancer was so powerful that Mrs. Xuanji had no choice but to do anything. She died in depression a few years ago. A woman who condensed the immortal power only lived for more than fifty years, which shows how depressed she was inside. Because the previous generation
Yang Tianji and Yang Tianhao had a bad relationship since they were children. Each wanted to overpower the other and wished the other would die immediately.
After cursing a lot, Yang Tianji sat weakly on the ground, staring blankly ahead, muttering: "Mom, it's Tianji that's useless!"
Under the continuous blows from Zhang Jun and Yang Tianhao, his mind was in a state of extreme confusion, and his Taoist heart was lost. As he didn't know, in the bedroom next door, Zhang Junzheng, who had sneaked in around the sentry posts, looked at him with cold eyes. He
He originally wanted to kill Yang Tianji, but he didn't expect to encounter him in a state of mental distress. In this case, he was 100% sure to hypnotize Yang Tianji, which made him change his mind about killing him.
"Instead of killing him, it would be better to plant the seeds of hatred deep in his heart and make him hate the Holy Lord and the people around him. This would be more effective." With a thought in his mind, he immediately seized the opportunity and activated his heart and consciousness.
Shrouded in the past. His mind-panning skills had become so perfect that Yang Tianji, whose mind was in chaos, was unaware of it. A seed of hatred was quietly planted deep in his heart.
Zhang Jun's method is an extremely superb technique in the mind disk technique. It can implant a seed of thought deep into the heart of others. The seed will sprout and grow, and then affect a person subtly. For example, he planted a seed in Yang Tianji's heart.
Having planted the seeds of hatred, Yang Tianji will inevitably hate the Holy Lord, Yang Tianhao, and everyone around him in the future. This hatred will eventually lead to his destruction and bring great harm to the people around him.
"Father, why do you always prefer Mrs. Necromancer? If you were a little nicer to my mother, would she die? You are not worthy of being my father!" He murmured to himself in a solemn tone with his eyes blood red.
"And Mrs. Necromancer! Yang Tianhao! You all deserve to die, I will definitely kill you!" He clenched his fists, with a ferocious expression on his face, and actually shed two tears of blood in his eyes, "And Yang Tianxuan, you have been suppressing me
I, I will not let you succeed, I will surpass you and make your life worse than death!"
Hatred, jealousy and other negative emotions kept brewing and growing in his heart, causing him to tremble all over and raise his head to the sky with a long roar. Amid the roar, Zhang Jun quietly left. He knew that he had succeeded, and this Yang Tianji would give birth to a child in the future.
The holy religion brings terrible disasters, even more serious than the consequences it caused.
"Yang Tianji, I hope you won't disappoint me." He smiled slightly and disappeared into the night.
At this point, Zhang Jun's trip to Europe came to an end. He did not take action to eliminate the Message Hall, Blood Hand Hall and other institutions established by the Holy Religion in Europe, because these institutions were controlled by Gu Lingxu and Xiaoqiang, and getting rid of them was not worth the loss. This time
, his action was not as intense as expected, but instead he played a few calm moves of secret chess. However, once these few moves of secret chess are launched in the future, they will be far more lethal than the light and shadow of the sword that kills in ten moves.
.
In this way, Zhang Jun immediately returned to China and appeared in the country the next day. Hei Balang, the "agent", had been impatient for a long time. As soon as he appeared, he immediately put a pile of future plan materials on his
In front of him, he said excitedly: "The operation during this period has been very successful! Next, we should make a bigger move!"
"What big move?" Zhang Jun asked inexplicably.
Heibalang said proudly: "Some time ago, your double was fully exposed for you, and the effect was very good. Now you can go out and ask around. Everyone from an eighty-year-old woman to a three-year-old child knows that you are Zhang Jun."
You are a great philanthropist, a great hero, and a great good man. Your reputation is already great enough. But just having a good reputation is not enough. Next, you need to do something practical."
Zhang Jun said: "Don't be pretentious, just tell me what to do."
"Throw money." Hei Balang said, "Don't the major systems under Tianxing Charity all have plans? I want you to implement these plans intensively, so that the country and the world can see your determination and sincerity, and your great love.
and Daren."
Zhang Jun fell silent. Tianxing Charity indeed has many plans in preparation, such as the Tenglong Project to help poor students successfully complete their studies, the Sunset Project to help widows and widowers spend their old age peacefully, the Seedling Project to help families who have lost their only child to give birth to a new child, the Project to Reduce
A fund-raising house building plan to reduce the cost of house purchase for small and low-income families, a young children's program to provide free nutritious breakfasts to children in remote mountainous areas and backward rural areas, etc.
These plans are being carried out step by step, but the specifics have not been announced to the outside world, because the implementation of these plans requires a lot of energy and money. Tianxing Group does not have the ability to carry out them at the same time and must do them one by one. Now Heihachiro requires all this information to be released
After letting him go, Zhang Jun hesitated.
Heibalang said: "Currently Tianxing Group is fully capable of carrying out these projects at the same time. Believe me, releasing them all will be explosive news and the whole world will be shocked."
Zhang Jun glanced at him: "Then let it go. Money shouldn't be a problem. Tianxing Charity has sufficient reserves. The money I earned some time ago can also be used." After saying that, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "How can I
It feels like you are thinking of ways to put me on the altar?"
Heihachiro smiled: "Because you have capital, you will find that this is a good thing when you get to the altar."
Although Zhang Jun was confused in his heart, looking at Hei Balang Shen's abominable expression, he knew that he would not be able to ask anything, so he simply didn't ask.
In the afternoon of that day, Zhang Jun replaced his stunt double and held a press conference in Tianxing Building. Hundreds of media from around the world were present, and the national TV station broadcast it live. This was definitely a treatment that can only be enjoyed at a world-class event, but Zhang Jun used a charity
At the press conference, he told all about Tianxing Charity's plans, which really shocked the audience. Reporters asked questions like crazy, and Zhang Jun chose to answer some of them.
"Mr. Zhang, judging from your past actions, it seems that you can never spend all the money in your hands. Is Tianxing Group very profitable?" An American female reporter asked a question, which is also a question of the public.
Why is this great philanthropist so rich? Isn’t he the richest man in the world?
Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said: "Tianxing Charity is just a branch of Tianxing Group, but Tianxing Group cannot control Tianxing Charity because it operates independently and is subject to public supervision. As for the funds of Tianxing Charity,
A small part was donated by the people, and most of it was funded by myself."
The American female reporter immediately asked: "Mr. Zhang, you were ranked 22nd on last year's list of the world's richest people. They thought your assets were only US$50 billion. What's your comment here? Fifty billion
It seems difficult for US dollars to support the huge Tianxing Charity, right?"
Zhang Jun shook his head: "To be honest, I don't know how much money I have. What I consider is how to make every penny more meaningful. But the so-called ranking list, I think it is inaccurate."
At this time, another reporter quickly asked: "Mr. Zhang, it is rumored that your actual assets actually exceed one trillion US dollars. Is this true?"
Zhang Jun was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "One trillion is a very scary number, but I think my assets should be able to reach that."
"boom!"
The audience was in an uproar. One trillion US dollars! How did he do it?
Zhang Jun added: "But that's just the market value of Tianxing Group. I definitely don't have that much cash."
"So Mr. Zhang, what makes you spend so much money on charity?"
Zhang Jun said calmly: "To me, money is just a series of numbers. It is meaningful when it can benefit a country and the world. What I do is to make boring numbers meaningful."
It’s that simple.”
Warm applause erupted from the audience, and the people outside who had received favors from Zhang Jun and wanted to come and see Zhang Jun were extremely excited. They clapped and shed tears and shouted Zhang Jun's name. In a trance, Zhang Jun's heart
Deep down, a strange feeling arose. The "dust-breaking art" taught to him by the mysterious master on the third floor of the black cell began to operate involuntarily.