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The history of Babel Tower is earlier than that of Global Center.

It is said that the first thing that the group of people who discovered this new continent far away from the Chinese continent more than three hundred years ago was this tower that reached into the sky.

They think this is a miracle, and this continent is also a continent blessed by gods.

Because, they named it "Global Center".

This is the center of the whole world.

No one knows how many masters of Tongtian Tower there are.

But everyone knows that the Lord of Babel Tower is the most supreme being in the world, and his authority cannot be challenged.

After the young man was shocked, he was replaced by anger: "Let the tower master come to see you? I think you are——"

"Don't be rude." A gentle Sanskrit-like voice sounded, "It's the same no matter who comes or goes."

The expressions of the guardians on the left and right were a bit awe-inspiring.

This was also the first time they met the Master of Tongtian Tower.

To their surprise, the Master of Tongtian Tower had an ordinary face that would never be found in the crowd.

What's even stranger is that no matter how many times I look at him, my mind can't recall his face.

"Step back." The Master of Tongtian Tower smiled lightly, "The Taoist Master and I have something to discuss."

"Yes, Tower Master." The young man clasped his fists and stepped back respectfully.

Yan Tingfeng raised his hand: "You guys also go out."

The guardians on the left and the right looked at each other and continued to eat melon seeds after exiting the door.

"Tao Master, please come with me." Tongtian Pagoda Master's smile deepened, "I am very relieved to finally see Tao Master."

Yan Tingfeng's eyebrows were calm: "I am in a good mood today, so I can meet the tower master."

The Master of Tongtian Tower didn't care about this. He invited Yan Tingfeng into the restaurant. There were prepared wine and food on the table.

After Yan Tingfeng sat down, he did not speak, but began to enjoy the food on the plate.

He didn't speak, and the Master of Tongtian Tower didn't speak either.

Time passed by like this, until Yan Tingfeng put down the chopsticks in his hand.

The master of Babel Tower is also waiting.

"Tower Master, something happened!" However, at this moment, the young man ran in in a hurry.

He was about to speak when he saw Yan Tingfeng sitting at the end of the long table, and his conversation suddenly stopped.

The Tongtian Tower Master's expression did not change at all: "Let's wait until the Tao Master's affairs are over."

The young man's heart skipped a beat and he looked at Yan Tingfeng.

Is this the legendary Taoist Master?

The Yakuza is a force established at the beginning of the 21st century. More than 20 years later, the master of the Yakuza is still so young?

But youth staying at the center of the world is no longer a rare phenomenon.

The simplest way is to inject corresponding genetic agents to slow down the rate of aging.

"It seems that the Tower Master has other things to do." Yan Tingfeng put down his teacup and stood up slowly, "Then I won't be staying much longer today. I will be here for the next round table meeting."

The Master of Tongtian Tower's expression remained unchanged. He smiled slightly and said, "Then I won't send the Master off."

Yan Tingfeng walked to the huge window.

This is not the top floor, but it is also above the 100th floor, and the scenery below the tower is unobstructed.

"It's really great to stand here and look at the scenery." Yan Tingfeng chuckled, "It seems like you have the whole world in your hands when you look at it from this perspective."

The Master of Tongtian Pagoda's eyebrows moved: "It's rare that Tao Master and I have the same views in this regard."

"It's just that you can stand high and see far, but you may still be blinded by illusions." Yan Tingfeng tilted his head slightly, "I just hope that the tower owner will not lose his footing and fall from here."

His tone was gentle, his voice was melodious, and every word was like a whisper between lovers.

But to people's ears, they are full of hostility and murderous intent.

The Master of Tongtian Tower narrowed his eyes.

The young man was even more shocked and angry: "You are looking for——"

His words were stuck in his throat because Yan Tingfeng, who was still at the window just now, suddenly came to him.

With a "click" sound, the young man's throat was locked by a slender, well-jointed hand.

The young man's eyes widened, and his face showed a bit of disbelief.

"Tao Master." At this time, the Master of Tongtian Tower had not shown any emotion, and his voice was still gentle, "Children are not sensible, so don't care about them."

"Didn't the tower master teach his subordinates to behave well?" Yan Tingfeng narrowed his beautiful phoenix eyes and laughed, "What if this causes trouble for the tower master in the future?"

At this moment, the young man suddenly felt a certain breath called "death" approaching quickly. His face turned red and he could hardly breathe.

The master of Tongtian Tower stared at Yan Tingfeng closely without saying a word.

Just when the young man thought that he would really be strangled to death like this, the cold hand holding his neck let go.

"Haaaaah-" The young man gasped, fear still remaining in his eyes.

This young man...

The next second, his pupils shrank again.

Because he saw Yan Tingfeng jump directly from the window!

This scene finally made the Master of Tongtian Tower's eyebrows become slightly serious.

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He suppressed his smile and walked to the window.

Only the sound of the wind passed my ears, the white clouds passed my eyes, and there was no figure.

The master of Babel Tower put his hands behind his back: "Speak."

"Ahem...Yes!" The young man took a few breaths before saying, "Yuan Yiming was rescued by an unknown person, the surveillance could not be restored, and all our people were...killed."

He said the last two words with great difficulty.

The Lord of the Tower of Babel turned back suddenly and said lightly: "What a courage."

"What does the Lord mean?" the young man asked cautiously.

The Lord of the Tower of Babel raised his hand and caught a petal that fell down. He said casually: "Let Modi go to the Center for International Strategic Studies in person."

Hearing this name, the young man's expression was stern: "Yes, Lord."

Outside the Tower of Babel.

Obviously, the news that Dean Yuan was rescued has spread.

"Boss, who do you think is so awesome that he killed hundreds of guards of the Tower of Babel and rescued the people?" The right protector couldn't help sighing, "This is simply a provocation to the authority of the Tower of Babel!"

Yan Tingfeng wiped his hands and asked lightly: "Is it related to you?"

"Hehe, of course it has nothing to do with it." The right protector rubbed his hands, "I'm just curious, I just want to know which hero is so powerful!"

Yan Tingfeng didn't say anything else, he turned around, and his figure quickly disappeared.

"Hey, our boss, everything is good, this is good-looking, good figure, and good martial arts." The right protector sighed for a long time, "but his personality is not very good, it will scare people, let's go, Lao Zuo."

The left protector thought hard: "Xiao You, why do I feel that the boss knows that person?"

"Who knows." The right protector yawned and said to himself, "I also think that the boss is deliberately delaying time."

**

Thirty minutes later, Ye Wanlan and Christine reunited.

Dean Yuan was indeed tortured. Even though Ye Wanlan had given him life-saving medicine and sealed his meridians with silver needles, blood was still dripping, staining her clothes red.

Christine was also surprised: "Alan, what on earth is going on..."

"There is no time to explain now, get on the plane first." Ye Wanlan said quickly, "I must treat Yuan Lao immediately!"

"The instruments are ready." Christine also knew the seriousness of the matter, "This is the plane I use for vacation. The major airports in the Global Center will not record the route of this plane. You can use it with confidence."

"Thank you." With the help of Christine, Ye Wanlan put Dean Yuan on the bed.

She immediately changed into surgical clothes and performed sterile treatment.

Christine did not know medical skills, so she could only sit outside and wait.

"Ding Ding Ding——"

The phone rang, and the messages in the group jumped very quickly.

Christine turned on the phone and clicked into the group chat.

[Dinggui Ge]: Lao Ling and I are now here at the International Strategic Research Institute. It's a mess here!

[Ghost Fighter]: [Picture]

Christine clicked on this picture, and her scalp exploded in an instant. (End of this chapter)