Xiang Zongping's pupils tightened violently. He did this repeatedly, and his expression changed again and again.
"You..." Xiang Zongping spoke in a hoarse tone: "Are you really Tang Ming?"
Tang Ming asked back: "Why, doesn't it look like it?"
Xiang Zongping fell silent.
No, it's not like that.
But it's too similar.
His figure, appearance, and even his calm but calm temperament are very similar to Tang Anyin! Back then, Tang Anyin was a genius who single-handedly suppressed all the talented disciples in Jinling City.
As his age increases, this kind of suppression is not limited to Jinling City.
someone said.
Kyoto, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, the three most developed super cities in China, all the geniuses in them were suppressed by Tang Anyin.
There are even rumors.
Back then, Tang Anyin was the most terrifying talent in China.
"Tang Anyin...Tang Ming..." Xiang Zongping trembled all over.
Tang Anyin was terrifying enough, but now, Tang Anyin's son was countless times more terrifying.
Twenty years old.
The alchemy master who refines the Infant Formation Pill, the formation master who arranges the formations, the foundation-building realm cultivation, the sword cultivator, the dragon battle pet, the black dragon soul, the strong guard, the Xuantian Group... and also, the ability to defeat the Nascent Soul realm
The terrifying combat power! The thought of this.
Xiang Zongping felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, endless panic welling up in his heart.
"Xiang Zongping, did you feel good when you turned against me and attacked my father?"
Tang Ming asked calmly.
Xiang Zongping swallowed his throat and said with twinkling eyes: "Tang Ming, there are too many inside stories about what happened back then. I did not sneak attack on your father. Many of the news back then were false. I..." "You are lying."
Tang Ming looked over, the green light in his eyes flashing like a ghost, which could penetrate directly into the mind.
Xiang Zongping's heart was beating wildly, and he was about to explain - "You don't have to defend yourself. When you said that just now, your soul fluctuated violently. You were obviously lying."
"I will personally investigate what happened back then."
"As for you..." Tang Ming raised his eyes and said indifferently: "Just fulfill your promise just now and help me kill the enemy, and my enemy is you."
Finished talking.
He waved his sleeves slightly.
The black dragon soul emerged from behind Tang Ming, its scarlet eyes flashing with a faint light.
"Roar——" Zhentian Long roared.
"Don't..." Xiang Zongping screamed, and then his whole body surged like a balloon, and his powerful body was filled with cracks from the inside out.
"Rumble--" "Bang--" The world shook.
The violent movement could even be sensed by Jinling City in the distance.
The earth shook and the mountains shook, the cliffs of Guanglin Mountain collapsed, and a deep pit with a radius of 100 meters was blasted in the ground. The river was lifted up to the sky with great force, and then fell heavily, and the turbid river water poured back into the pit.
In time, a lake will appear here.
...Inside Jinling City.
When the shock was transmitted, it was already invisible, but the violent explosion that sounded out of thin air came with waves of sound.
On a street somewhere.
A sloppy sanitation worker was pushing a garbage truck, accompanied by several big shots in suits and leather shoes. During the reporter's interview, he pretended to sweep away garbage.
This is a TV interview program. The leaders randomly roped in a sanitation worker to cooperate, and the camera quickly shot the scene.
Sudden.
The sanitation worker stopped and looked up at the sky. A bright light shone in his originally turbid and old eyes.
Seeing him stop, the leaders were naturally dissatisfied.
"Ahem, hurry up, old man, there's still a lot of garbage ahead of us."
A leader with a big belly urged him with a smile.
The sanitation worker ignored it and continued to look up at the sky.
"Old man, the TV station is still interviewing me."
"Old man, please give me some face. Maybe your salary will be increased if you appear on TV..." The leader reminded him awkwardly, but he was playing the piano to others.
Because the old man in front of him ignored him at all.
"Stop the interview first."
The leader's face darkened and he made a gesture, and the photographers and reporters quickly stopped working.
"Hey!"
Fu Tao's attitude as a leader changed drastically, and he shouted: "What tricks are you doing? I am the deputy bureau of the Environmental Sanitation Bureau. How dare you disobey me?"
"Damn, are you deaf?"
"Speak, believe it or not, I will take off your clothes and you will have no place to sweep them on the street!"
"You old man needs a beating!"
The man became more and more angry. Seeing that the old man still ignored him, he burst into anger and slapped him with his hand.
Fan Zhongtian turned around, glanced at him with a frown, and then continued to look up at the sky.
Just this look made the rich man feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He froze in place, and even his raised palm could not fall down.
"Director Zhao, what's wrong with you?"
"Director Zhao, have you strained your muscles or bones?
Come on, today's interview ends here, your newspaper can use software to synthesize it."
"Remember, don't talk nonsense about what just happened. Give us the film first."
"Director Zhao, what's wrong with you, please say something..." A group of subordinates came up from a hive around, greeting the rich man.
But the man stood there as if his acupoints had been tapped. He could only move his eyes and could not control his body at all.
"No, Director Zhao probably had a stroke.
""It's possible that he strained his muscles."
"Oh, Director Zhao is really hardworking. He usually works at his desk. In his spare time, he often comes over to help the sanitation workers. He does not hesitate at all and sweeps the streets himself."
"Yes, it's so great. Your TV station needs to write this into the copy."
"Send Director Zhao to the hospital first..." Soon, a Porsche parked on the roadside drove over, lifted Director Zhao into the car, and sped towards the hospital.
"This old man is really ignorant."
"Haha, no wonder you know how to sweep the streets. You won't seize such a good opportunity."
"That's right, you deserve to be poor all your life."
“Which street is he in charge of?
Ask the person in charge to fire him, and also cancel his subsistence allowance quota."
"You really deserve to make Director Zhao so angry..." The subordinates around him cursed and then left one after another.
The answer, which was lively at first, suddenly turned cold.
a long time.
Fan Zhongtian withdrew his eyes.
"Tsk, tsk, what a great Tang Xuantian."
"With his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Realm, he was able to force Xiang Zongping to self-destruct his Nascent Soul, which is amazing."
"Xiang Zongping died, I guess Yang Xiong and others will be very happy when they hear this..." Fan Zhongtian murmured to himself, and as he spoke, he grinned unconsciously.
He also couldn't stand what Xiang Zongping did.
But as the guardian of Jinling, it was not easy to take action against Xiang Zongping. Now that he saw someone killing him, he felt naturally relieved.
But soon.
Fan Zhongtian frowned again.
"Well, it seems that the job of sweeper has been ruined again. Some people in this world are really dirty. Even my mood is so angry that I am going to die."
"Huhuhu, don't be angry, don't be angry."
"That's not right. I'm here to transform into a human being and experience the world of mortals. If I encounter injustice, I must be angry... Fan Zhongtian was stunned for a long time.
Thinking that I have lost my job, my subsistence allowance quota, and my livelihood, a feeling of sadness, desolation and despair comes to my mind.
This is the essence of transformation.
Use your own mind to completely integrate into the ordinary world, experience all kinds of living beings, and taste all kinds of flavors in the world.