Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Time passed by bit by bit, and the rain outside gradually became heavier.

Even within the ancient Dian Garden, you can occasionally hear the howling sound of the wind, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

About half an hour later, Geng Zongfang took the lead to return to the Ancient Dian Garden. His body was wet, and the hair on the top of his head was also wet and stuck into strands, looking slightly embarrassed.

Only the cloth bag he was holding was not stained by water, and he was obviously protecting it intentionally.

After handing the cloth bag to Hu Baiwan, Geng Zongfang quietly stepped back, while Meng Zhao looked at the slightly old-fashioned yellow cloth bag with excitement.

"Mr. Hu, what is in this is the list of people in the network you have made?"

Hu Wanwan was holding a cloth bag in his hand, and his expression was not very good. He had devoted half his life to this. In the past, people in the hell realm had asked him for this list, but he had always ignored them.

He didn't expect that today he would be handed over to a kid who had a very bad relationship with him, and could even be said to have a lot of hatred.

To people with short-sightedness, this list is no different from scrap paper, but to those with ambition, ability, and strength, this list is no more than a ladder to the sky, and its value is inestimable.

In Hu Wanwan's eyes, Meng Zhao was by no means as simple as being ambitious and capable.

Therefore, giving this booklet to the other party is completely to help him grow quickly.

"Yes, this is my decades of hard work. Some of the people in it are of no use to you, some you will definitely use, and some may not be useful for the time being, but if you are smart, you may be able to use them. "

As he spoke, Hu Wanwan pulled out a thick blue-covered book from a cloth bag, about three fingers thick, opened it, and casually read out the names of several people, including their current identities and how they behaved. His character traits, as well as the various social resources he has mastered, etc., are very detailed.

There are hundreds of such people on the list, and they are related to each other, forming a large network.

Meng Zhao let out a sigh of relief and looked at Hu Wanwan with bright eyes, full of pity.

This man is really an outstanding person. The power and connections he manages are definitely not comparable to those in Jizhou.

If he is really from a commoner background, the Hu family he founded will even be able to join the ranks of celebrity families in the future.

Unfortunately, his status in the hell realm destined him to fail.

Meng Zhao knew very well that the weight of this list was, to a certain extent, no less than that of the Ninth Prince and Hell Dao.

But why didn't Hu Wanwan use it? It's just because he knows that if his identity is exposed, the people on the list will only be dragged down by him and will not be helped at all.

People can go against the flow, but not against nature.

Otherwise, the people on the list alone, working together to respond, would be enough to support Hu Wanwan's fight with the Meng family throughout Jizhou.

Maybe it will still end badly in the end, but it won't be as helpless as it is now.

Note that this is talking about the overall environment of the entire nine counties of Jizhou, not Nan'an.

Therefore, in order to prevent this from happening, the Meng family specially locked up the area around Nan'an so that Hu Wanwan couldn't send a letter out, just for fear of long nights and dreams.

After all, Nan'an is the headquarters of the Meng family. It has been in business for more than a hundred years and is not comparable to Hu Wanwan. It is easy to deal with this rich man in Nan'an. If you go out of Nan'an, it will take a lot of effort and tricks, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

However, for now, all of this will be inherited by Meng Zhao, which is enough to save him countless time and energy.

After about another time of burning incense, Lu Zhong rushed to the Ancient Dian Garden with Hu Yingming, who had a round face.

Seeing Hu Yingming, Hu Wanwan's nervous mood finally relaxed.

He could see that Hu Yingming did not suffer much. Instead, he gained weight and had a rosy face. He was well taken care of, which made his originally depressed mood feel much better.

Seeing his father, Hu Yingming was ashamed and surprised, and said,

"Dad, save me, I know I was wrong and I won't dare to do it again"

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. Lu Zhong tapped his mute point, making no sound come out.

He could only open his mouth and scream, his expression full of anxiety and fear.

Hu Wanwan frowned and was very dissatisfied with Lu Zhong's behavior, but he also knew that the person who made the decision was Meng Zhao, so he patiently said,

"Mr. Meng, we've already said it. Let's hand over things with one hand and people with the other. What do you think?"

Meng Zhao nodded and waved at Lu Zhong, who then pushed Hu Yingming gently to Geng Zongfang's side with a soft force.

"Mr. Hu, I have released him. This is sincerity. What's your roster?"

Seeing that Hu Yingming was safe in Geng Zongfang's hands, Hu Wanwan finally felt completely at ease.

He just looked at the roster in his hand with a gloomy expression, flipping through it quickly, his eyes flashing, then he tore two pages from it, stuffed it into his mouth at an extremely fast speed, and then swallowed it.

This sudden action was completely beyond Meng Zhao's expectations, and he had no time to stop it. Two pages of it became a secret that only Hu Wanwan knew.

"Hu Baiwan, you?"

Meng Zhao was anxious and angry. He jumped up from the chair with a sudden movement, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He really didn't expect that Hu Wanwan had such a hand.

Not to mention him, even Geng Zongfang, Kang Liang, and Hu Yingming, who had just had their acupoints removed, did not expect Hu Wanwan to do such a thing, which seemed to violate his past business rules.

Hu Wanwan's face turned a little pale and his expression was not good. It was obvious that the paper used for this list was extremely sophisticated and not easy to swallow.

He threw the roster to Meng Zhao and explained,

"There are many people involved in the roster, but the people on these two pages are very special. You won't be able to use them, and you may be implicated. I am doing this to help you, not to harm you."

When he said this, Meng Zhao instantly understood that the names on the two pages just now must be related to the hell realm, so they were destroyed by Hu Baiwan.

If these people fall into Meng Zhao's hands, they will definitely pull out the carrots and bring them out of the mud, which will definitely cause irreparable losses to the hell realm.

After all, the magic bat confessed to Hu Wanwan, which gave Meng Zhao and the Meng family the confidence to deal with him.

In the same way, these people in Hu Wanwan's hands may not provide more people in hell.

Meng Zhao was noncommittal about this statement. After receiving the roster, he flipped through it and saw that except for the two torn pages, everything else was intact. His face was solemn, and he took it into his arms with great care.

Just when Hu Baiwan was about to take Hu Yingming and others out of the Ancient Dian Garden, he saw a noise coming from outside the door, and at the same time there was the sound of a fight.

Just when Meng Zhao realized that something was wrong, he heard someone outside yelling with a loud voice using his inner strength,

"Master, the Meng family and Tianxing Hall are taking action together. The Meng family is gone. Let's go quickly..."

In an instant, the atmosphere of murder filled the ancient Dian Garden.