Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

The night is dark and windy.

[Wukong City], located in the northwest of the Haoyue Empire, is a little uneasy tonight.

"There's an assassin!"

"Catch the assassin!"

A group of soldiers in armor marched through the streets, searching everywhere with cautious eyes.

This team belongs to the Zhao family, and this city is also controlled by the Zhao family.

The Zhao family, one of the four major families in the Haoyue Empire, is slightly inferior to the Yan family and the Sun family in terms of overall strength, ranking third.

On the northwest border, the Zhao family controls 7 cities, including [Wukong City].

The city lord of [Wukong City] is called Zhao Dezhu. He is the direct grandson of the contemporary Zhao family head. He is level 43 and has pretty good strength.

In this small [Wukong City], Zhao Dezhu is the sky, the earth emperor here.

But just this morning, his favorite and most precious eldest son, Zhao Bi, was assassinated and died on a crowded street.

Zhao Dezhu was furious and immediately ordered the city gate to be closed.

Even if the entire [Wukong City] is turned upside down, he, Zhao Dezhu, will find the murderer!

At this time, in the most lively Zhao's Restaurant in [Wukong City], Nanfeng and Tang Chengyun were sitting by the window, looking at the soldiers walking past in a mighty manner below.

"Lord of Nanfeng City, do you think they can catch the assassin?" Tang Chengyun took a sip of tea and asked with a smile.

Nanfeng, who was showing off his rice with a big mouthful of food, couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Who in this city can catch you?"

Yes, it was not Nanfeng or anyone else who killed Zhao Dezhu’s eldest son in the street, but Tang Chengyun, who was more than a thousand years old!

This morning, Tang Chengyun got up early.

Old people, if they can't sleep, get up and walk around to stretch their muscles and so on.

He wandered around and came to the morning market, where he happened to see Zhao Dezhu's eldest son, Zhao Bi, teasing women from good families.

Tang Chengyun has lived for more than a thousand years, and he has seen many such things.

In addition, Nan Feng said that he should keep a low profile recently and not reveal his identity, so he didn't want to meddle in other people's business and was ready to leave.

But at this moment, the husband of the woman who was molested came.

The husband is a farmer. How could he care so much when he saw his wife being bullied?

He immediately rushed forward and wanted to beat Zhao Bi violently.

But who is Zhao Bi? He is the son of the city lord. Although he is a playboy, with the accumulation of various resources, he is also a level 35 master.

How could a mere farmer be his opponent?

The husband's legs were broken by Zhao Bi and tied to a big tree nearby with hemp rope.

This was not over yet, Zhao Bi even tore his wife's clothes to pieces in a frenzied manner, intending to defile his wife in front of her husband in public!

Tang Chengyun's old face fell instantly.

You said that even if you molest a good woman, you still want to defile her? Even if you defile it, you still have to defile it in front of so many people?

You are a human being when you ride a horse, right?

Tang Chengyun didn't even draw his sword, he just flicked his finger, and the invisible air turned into a shock wave, opening Zhao Bi's skull and turning on the sky lantern for him.

Zhao Bi died on the spot, and it was too late to save him.

Then, Tang Chengyun turned into a gust of wind, took the young couple away, and sent them out of the city.

After doing all this, he continued to wander around the city leisurely.

At that time, Nanfeng was still sleeping in the inn.

When he got up, he heard that the city was closed, and he looked confused.

What happened?

Soyana is here to catch me?

Damn it, I just arrived last night.

But after listening to Tang Chengyun tell what happened, Nanfeng expressed his appreciation.

If he encountered such a thing, he would take action without hesitation.

"Sir, the food is served!"

The waiter came to Nanfeng's table with a large plate of dishes and said with a smile: "Two guests, the situation is special today, the serving speed is a bit slow, I hope you can forgive me."

Nanfeng pretended not to know anything and asked the waiter: "Second servant, what's going on today? Why are there so many soldiers patrolling the streets?"

The waiter looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he whispered: "Sir, don't you know? The eldest son of the city lord has been assassinated!"

"Assassination?" Nanfeng glanced at Tang Chengyun with his peripheral vision and asked, "Xiao Er, I really don't know this. Why don't you tell me?"

With that said, Nanfeng took out 200 copper coins and put them on the table.

"Hey, sir, you are too polite." The waiter put away the coins with a smile and explained in a low voice, "It's like this. Early this morning, Mr. Zhao Bi got up early and started doing good things."

"He first helped the old lady cross the road, then helped the widow in the west of the city sell vegetables, and finally helped the little girl find her lost puppy."

"I don't know which hero it is... Bah, I'm wrong. I don't know where the assassin came from. He didn't like Mr. Zhao Bi, so he assassinated him in the street!"

"That's a blessing... well, a pity."

After hearing what the waiter said, Nanfeng and Tang Chengyun looked at each other, a little confused.

"Xiao Er, I heard that Mr. Zhao is not a good person, right? He can also do good things to others?" Nan Feng questioned.

The waiter's expression suddenly changed, he looked around in horror, and whispered: "Sir, please don't say this nonsense. It's good for everyone to be aware of it, be careful about what you say and do, be careful about what you say and do."

After saying that, the waiter didn't dare to stay any longer. He collected a few empty plates and hurried downstairs.

"It seems that people in the city are very afraid of the Zhao family. They are so cautious when speaking." Tang Chengyun sighed.

Nanfeng nodded: "As soon as I entered the city last night, I found that this city was broken and rotten, even worse than the earliest Black Crow City. It is obvious that all the money in this city has been plundered by the city lord, and the civilians at the bottom are living a hard life."

Here, the Zhao family has everything under control, how dare the civilians say bad things about them?

Beep beep.

While chatting, Nanfeng's [Tactical Watch] suddenly rang.

He opened it and saw that it was a message from Long Wudi: "I heard that the Chosen One only has a lifespan of 100 years. Is it true?"

Huh? How did this news leak out... Nanfeng frowned slightly.

A long time ago, Xiaonan told Nanfeng that the Chosen One only has a lifespan of 100 years.

This is the curse imposed on the Chosen One by the God of Creation.

Nanfeng has been hesitating whether to make this matter public.

Announce it, he is afraid that some Chosen Ones will do extreme things.

A level 40 native can live for hundreds of years, why can I only live for a hundred years? No, I feel unbalanced, I want to kill, kill, kill, kill!

It’s not good not to announce it.

Because the Chosen One has the right to know how long he can live.

Nanfeng struggled for a long time, wondering whether to tell it or not, but he didn’t expect that the news would still spread.

He was about to reply to Long Wudi with a message when he heard a crackling sound downstairs.

Then came the waiter’s begging for mercy.

“Sir, spare me, sir, spare me! I really didn’t say anything bad about Mr. Zhao Bi… uh…”

After a scream, the waiter was silent.

Nanfeng and Tang Chengyun looked at each other, and murderous intent instantly rose in their eyes!