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"..."

The hall fell silent.

"Alan!" Christine's expression perked up, and she immediately stepped forward, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Ye Banlan looked at several acquaintances present and immediately understood what was going on.

I'm afraid Kristine saw her being "abducted" by Yan Tingfeng, and in desperation, she called everyone who could.

"Sorry, it was my negligence." Ye Banglan patted Kristine on the shoulder, "We don't need to fight each other with swords after the play is over."

"One of our own?" Christine was stunned, and then her eyes turned to the side.

"It is indeed one of our own." Yan Tingfeng raised his hand, slowly took off the mask, and apologized, "I didn't know that the subordinates intercepted Xiaowan's medicinal materials. I have already taught them a lesson."

This time it was Christine's turn to be unable to calm down.

The prestigious Taoist Master is this frail-looking white-haired man? !

But judging from his appearance, he is only about twenty-five years old at most!

It has been twenty-five years since the Yakuza organization was established.

"One of our own?!" Ling Yunzhan was also shocked, and even staggered on his feet, "So... the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple today."

"Yes, yes!" The right protector stared at the hand still in front of his face, not daring to nod his head, "You are really one of our own, I didn't lie!"

Iliad retracted his hand and shrugged: "It seems that we can only find other bad guys to try the medicine."

The right protector knelt on the ground with a plop, crying and holding Yan Tingfeng's thigh: "Boss, you are finally back. If you had been a step later, my life would have been in danger!"

"It happened suddenly. It's my fault." Yan Tingfeng lowered his eyelashes and said, "Your bonus will not be deducted."

"Thank you, boss!" Protector Right immediately stopped crying and was overjoyed.

"Since it's a mistake, I have to go back to sleep." Wen Chaosheng said weakly, "I have been busy reading files recently, and I have dark circles under my eyes from exhaustion."

Ye Banlan raised his hand and threw a bottle of medicine at him: "Remember to replenish it."

Wen Chaosheng was very happy: "Thank you, Sister Lan."

"No, it's very wrong!" Ye Xingli stared at Yan Tingfeng closely, "How can you be the master of the Jidao?"

Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows: "Why not?"

"It stands to reason that the master of the Jida should be vicious, cruel and cold-blooded." Ye Xingli frowned, "You are nothing like him."

"Oh?" Yan Tingfeng's voice was light and airy, "Really?"

“Buzz——!”

As soon as his voice fell, pressure suddenly descended!

The cold breath is overwhelming, making people feel like they are instantly in the cold snow.

Ye Xingli's body trembled and he actually trembled a few times.

But in an instant, this breath was gone again.

When he looked up again, there was still a smile in Yan Tingfeng's eyes, as gentle as spring water, without any lethality at all.

What a retractable one!

Ye Xingli exhaled slowly and pinched his stiff shoulders: "Now I believe it."

"It's hard for you all to come here, and I want to entertain you all." Yan Tingfeng smiled lightly, "Please sit down."

The right and left guardians were very discerning and immediately went down to prepare.

Soon, the drinks and dishes were served.

"I was offended just now." Iliad said to the right guardian, "Hey, don't take it to heart."

"No, of course not." The right protector clasped his fists, "May I ask your Excellency?"

"Oh, my name is not as influential as some of them. It's normal that you don't know me. I'm not sad." Iliad sighed deeply, "My surname is Ian and my first name is Iliad. ”

The guardians on the left and the right looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Obviously, they have never heard of this name.

"What an embarrassment to the group of friends." Iliad felt melancholy. "Look at each of them. They have great reputations and are all powerful. What about me? Who knows about me?"

"Well, brother Ian, you only need to live happily for the rest of your life." The right protector thought about it for a moment and comforted him, "You also have a skill, and your fame is just a passing thing."

Protector Zuo nodded solemnly.

Their names are also unknown.

"Of course I know this truth, but after all, there is still a small gap in my heart." Iliad suddenly lost his sad expression, and his eyebrows suddenly brightened, "But, I have a nickname, and it is still very loud."

The Right Protector thought to himself that the reputation of the Right Protector of his Yakuza organization was not low.

When people hang out in the world, not everyone likes to use their real names.

Protector Zuo clasped his fists again: "May I ask what your name is outside?"

"Breaking Bad." Iliad said proudly, "I like this nickname very much. It sounds like I am powerful."

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Right Protector: "..."

Guardian Zuo: "..."

Is this not famous?

This is so famous, and its fame spans two entire centuries!

Although Breaking Bad is a second-rate title, it does accurately demonstrate Iliad's abilities.

When it comes to poisons, Global Center ranks second and no one ranks first.

"Old Zuo, I think we two are the weakest, pitiful and innocent ones." Protector Right was very sad, "I used to think that I followed the boss and got some tricks in the Global Center, but now I find that I am still a frog in the well."

The left guardian has a blank look in his eyes and a stiff expression: "What is the origin of the boss's mobile phone screen saver?"

So many people gathered, are they going to overturn the Tower of Babel?

**

On the other side, the Tower of Babel.

The Tower of Babel is brightly lit in the dark night, like a morning star.

"Tower Master, our plan worked." Modi said respectfully, "Christine took people to the Jidao General Administration. The Jidao Master was still giving in at first, but finally got angry and killed the mercenaries she brought."

"Good news." The Tower of Babel said lightly, "Do you know the whereabouts of Yuan Yiming?"

Modi shook his head slightly: "It can only be confirmed that it must be done by the Shenzhou people. In today's high-tech society, if there is anyone who uses cold weapons, it is only them."

The martial arts of Shenzhou can indeed be called a world miracle.

The Tower of Babel said: "Bring the bodies here, let me see."

Three minutes later, the bodies of the two young men killed by Ye Wanlan were brought over.

"Master, look, both of them had their throats cut by a sharp blade." Modi said, "Their expressions were very unbelievable, and they obviously didn't expect that they would be killed by cold weapons."

Even though the two young men underestimated the enemy, the opponent's sword cut their throats, which shows that their martial arts are also very superb.

The master of Tongtian Tower paused and carefully examined the wounds on the necks of the two young men.

The wounds have scabbed and turned black and red.

The next second, I don't know what he saw, but the master of Tongtian Tower, who would not change his color even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, changed his expression drastically at this moment, which can be said to be extremely out of control.

"Master?" Seeing his expression, Modi couldn't help but be shocked.

Because since he began to serve the master of Tongtian Tower, he has never seen the master of Tongtian Tower have any emotional fluctuations.

Everyone in the Global Center said that the Tower of Tongtian is the place closest to the gods, and the master of Tongtian Tower is also the closest to God.

What kind of thing can make God lose his soul to this extent?

The next second, the Lord of Tongtian Tower actually took a few steps back, muttering: "This is the wound caused by the Shadow Sword... Not good! Xiang Lan?!" (End of this chapter)