Urban Ability: I Can Rewind Unlimited

Chapter 177
Zhao Qiang spread his hands and said, "Then how do we decide? Who will go in?"

Wen Gang didn't speak, but was still grinning, but the Golden Retriever Lion shouted from the side: "Of course Mr. Wen went in."

"why?"

"First of all, we were the first to come, and we have been here for seven or eight days. Secondly, there are three of us here, and you are only one. The three of us must have agreed to Mr. Wen's entry, so the final quota must be for Mr. Wen. .”

That said, it seems to be true, at least the Golden Retriever Lion King thinks so.

Zhao Qiang continued to ask: "Then how can we open the passage to the eighth floor?"

"According to our estimation, as long as the three of us exit this scene and Mr. Wen is left alone, then the passage to the eighth floor will be automatically opened."

"The eighth floor is probably the hidden mission of this scene."

When Wen Gang heard what Zhao Qiang said, he nodded without saying anything.

"Well, Xiao Jin said it well. It seems that you should really enter the eighth floor. Why don't you go out first, Xiao Jin, and I will talk to you young master later."

"Little Jin?"

Zhao Qiang pointed to the Golden Retriever Lion King, "This hairstyle, wouldn't it be a waste not to call him Xiao Jin."

Wen Gang was still smiling. Although he was not satisfied with Zhao Qiang's attitude, he still agreed when he heard that Zhao Qiang was leaving. He felt that Zhao Qiang was a person who understood current affairs.

Wen Gang nodded towards Xiao Jin and his maid, motioning for them to leave, and then said to Zhao Qiang: "Do you have any questions? This time, you are helping me. If you have anything to ask, just ask."

Zhao Qiang took a step closer and simply sat down, looking like he had many problems.

"Well, just tell me how you all got together."

"Well, everyone has secrets. Some things cannot be revealed. Forcing a person to tell his secrets is not what a gentleman should do." Wen Gang smiled and looked at Zhao Qiang , with a look of confidence.

In fact, Zhao Qiang was most annoyed by his self-confident and pretentious appearance.

"Young master, let's go first."

"Well, let's go."

Zhao Qiang originally planned to pretend to continue chatting for a while, but after seeing that the Golden Retriever Lion King and the woman had left, he simply said directly: "Since you didn't tell me, don't blame me. I will also go to the eighth floor." We have to fight for it.”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qiang looked at Wen Gang with a sneer on his face. After all, his own plan had succeeded.

He would definitely not let go of the opportunity on the eighth floor, but there were three of them, and they looked like they were not weak in combat effectiveness.

Hardly speaking, the probability of success is estimated not to be very high.

Therefore, Zhao Qiang quickly thought of this method to deceive two people. Now in a one-on-one situation, the probability is much higher.

Zhao Qiang felt that he was very smart to come up with such a good solution in such a short period of time.

And the other party, looking at it this way, doesn't look very smart.

If it was Zhao Qiang, he would definitely fight three-on-one and kill the opponent first.

"Your plan is okay, but I expected it a long time ago. Do you know why even though I know that you will definitely not give up the opportunity to go to the eighth floor, you still let them leave directly?"

"Just pretend."

"Haha, I'm not pretending. In fact, for me, two more helpers are useless at all. Although Xiao Jin in your mouth is indeed very powerful and can be regarded as a top disciple, compared with me, he is still much weaker. If I can't beat you, then a few more people are of no use."

In Ao Dai's mouth, such a powerful person, the Golden Retriever Lion King, has become a dispensable existence in Wen Gang's mouth.

Is this Wen Gang lying, or is he confident?
Zhao Qiang was a little confused.

The possibility of lying is unlikely, after all, Zhao Qiang can see the attitude of the golden lion king towards Wen Gang.

It is definitely impossible to make such an outstanding person admire, or even respect, with other things, unless Wen Gang is really much better than him.

That's why the Golden Retriever Lion King is so respectful, and he is still honored as a son, as if he is a bodyguard.

This time, Zhao Qiang became cautious.

The next sentence made Zhao Qiang even more cautious.

"If my guess is correct, your ability should have something to do with time. This ability is indeed very powerful. Unfortunately, you are too weak now. If you were the king of time back then, I would definitely lose my head." Leave if you come back, but you are too weak right now."

Seeing Zhao Qiang's disdainful expression, Wen Gang continued: "You must have something to do with the Time King, his descendants?"

This was the first time that a foreigner told Zhao Qiang that he might be related to the Time Lord.

"How do you know?" Zhao Qiang pretended to panic.

"Haha, our family is very familiar with the King of Time. I think it was our family who came forward that so many people entered Daxia and began to besiege him."

"It seems that your family is my father-killing enemy."

"That's right, you can think so, killing your father? Are you really the son of the King of Time? No wonder you look so similar." Wen Gang's words seemed to be talking to himself.

"Then what do you think?"

"Haha, yes, I may have guessed wrong before. After all, the Lord of Time must be dead. There is no doubt about it. Your appearance can only mean that he has a son that we don't know about. It's just yours." Existence still makes me unhappy, it's time."

"it's time?"

"Yes, it's time."

"Nonsense, what's the time?"

"Haha, you will know in the future, and this day will definitely not be very long."

What Zhao Qiang hates the most is that he can't speak half of his words.

But now, there is still one thing that needs to be resolved. Although this Wen Gang looks very awesome, Zhao Qiang still has to make a good comparison with him.

After all, Zhao Qiang had to go to the eighth floor.

He felt that this scene was extremely important to him.

This can be seen from the continuous cultivation of one's own spiritual power in this scene.

This scene is definitely unusual, especially for Zhao Qiang.

Seeing Zhao Qiang eager to try, Wen Gang smiled again, stood up, and took out his weapon.

This is a sword. Zhao Qiang had seen it before when he was on the sixth floor, and he also had it in his hand, but he was not very good at using it himself, so he had no choice.

Anyway, looking at it now, the weapons used by this extremely pretentious Wen Gang are just so-so.

(End of this chapter)