Chapter 239

"Who is he?" Shen Lang came to Daomeng not long ago, so naturally he didn't know Zhang Wutong.

"The apprentice of the lord Feng Haoran originally planned to pass the position to him, because he is too powerful, as long as he can taste the blood of a capable person, he can copy and change the strange art of the capable person. He once wanted to drink your mother's blood. Blood, almost beaten to death by your mother." Zhao Xiwen said.

Zhang Wutong looked at Shen Lang with those sharp eyes, which were extremely dangerous eyes.

After Shen Lang looked at it, he felt that it did not belong to humans at all.

"Hey hey hey..." Zhang Wutong was laughing.

Fang Yan broke the seal on his mouth: "Zhang Wutong, what a coincidence we meet again..."

"Young man, I smell a familiar smell from you... Sure enough, you are her son. Let me tell you, you don't know the power of file reading at all. You and your mother are wasting this strange skill!" Zhang Wutong yelled at Shen Lang, he was struggling, and the cable ties on his body made a "click" sound as he struggled.

This feeling of horror is unprecedented and full of visual impact. His bloodshot eyes and open mouth are covered with festering gums. Every detail seems to describe his madness.

"Have you ever thought that when you die without incident, you are actually transferring yourself to a parallel world, but in the world you originally lived in, you are already dead! That's right, you are already dead, and your parents are dying of gray hair. The pain of being sent to a brunette, your wife desperate because she's going to be a widow! Your kids will be bullied by other people because they don't have a daddy! Aha, ahahaha!"

Zhang Wutong laughed wildly.

However, at this time, Fang Yan snapped her fingers, and a bolt of lightning fell on Zhang Wutong's temple, and Zhang Wutong immediately fainted.

The whole person was leaning on the seat, looking like a dead body.

"He has the immortal body, the power of the dragon and the elephant, and the laser eye. Together, he has at least more than the same magic, but each kind of magic will carry the memory of the original owner, so Zhang Wutong has a split personality. Last time When I saw him, he had an inferiority complex." Fang Yan said.

Shen Lang frowned: "You mean, he is very likely to be the 'Emperor'?"

"I'm not sure, but have you ever thought that perhaps among his many personalities, one of his personalities is the 'Emperor' himself?" Fang Yan's words immediately made Shen Lang ponder.

But what made him even more impactful was Zhang Wutong’s roar just now, parallel world?
Fang Yan is in charge of intelligence in the Dao League, and she naturally has a lot of information here.

But it is very difficult to find a suitable personality from a dozen personalities.

The most frustrating thing is that, as one of the three masters of Tarot, that person will naturally hide, and Shen Lang may not be able to tell the truth if he guesses the other party correctly.

Shen Lang also felt that the mist in front of him was getting thicker and thicker, and gradually had a feeling of covering people's eyes.

"Do you want to go?" Fang Yan said, she just came to take Shen Lang and Zhao Xiwen for a cutscene, and then let them judge for themselves.

After all, Fang Yan is only in charge of intelligence.

Shen Lang stared at the unconscious Zhang Wutong: "Where is this person?"

"When I wake up later, it should be another personality. Maybe this is also a punishment for him. He has hurt too many colleagues in the Daomeng. Now his own personality has not appeared for a long time. Maybe that Your personality is already dead," Fang Yan said.

Zhao Xiwen pulled Shen Lang's clothes: "Let's go, I have something to tell you."

Shen Lang nodded in agreement, and followed Fang Yan to the outside.

The stadium at this time was eerily quiet, and the bustle of the day was like a dream, which had nothing to do with the present.

Fang Yan was also sensible, knowing that the young couple wanted to whisper, and said: "Then I'll go first, and... Shen Lang, you remember to go back, after all, Hua Yong is easily exposed in prison, no one knows , Is the person we are looking for by your side?"

"You are feeling distressed, right?" Zhao Xiwen said with a smile.

Fang Yan was taken aback, and turned her back to the two of them with her hands in her hands: "The devil loves him! Let's go!"

But the two of them didn't see Fang Yan, who had a stern face at first, but now her face was so red that she was about to bleed.

Shen Lang walked on the runway, he said: "Did you find anything over there?"

"No, it's still a cloud of fog." Zhao Xiwen kicked away a stone at her feet, "The leader agreed."

"Ok?"

"She agreed. When the emperor finds out this time, I can resign from my position in Jiulong." Zhao Xiwen said quietly.

Shen Lang was taken aback, and he looked at Zhao Xiwen, because he knew her well.

Zhao Xiwen is a female assassin and a female warrior. For her, fighting is also a part of her life. Now she wants to escape from the Dao League for her own sake, which surprised Shen Lang.

Shen Lang knew that Zhao Xiwen was actually like a soldier on the battlefield. Compared to a comfortable life, she preferred the games on the battlefield.

"Are you really willing? I heard that the leader intends to leave the position of deputy leader to you. After all, you are too good." Shen Lang looked at her.

But Zhao Xiwen smiled. She quietly grabbed Shen Lang's arm and interlocked her fingers: "Before I met you before, maybe I planned to spend the rest of my life on the battlefield, but it's different now... I feel like I’ve found something more cherished than these.”

She shook her head: "I don't regret it."

"Xiwen." Shen Lang hugged her.

Zhao Xiwen wiped the corners of her eyes, and she said: "Okay, this time our mission must be completed perfectly. After this matter is over, how about our whole family going on a trip together? We haven't traveled together properly yet. "

"Well, for a self-driving tour, you decide the location." Shen Lang said.

Zhao Xiwen also smiled, and her smile was particularly charming and charming. The moonlight shone on her body, making her look like a goddess of the month.

Maybe she is a goddess herself.

Shen Lang returned to the prison, and Hua Yong was already asleep. Shen Lang patted him on the shoulder, and Hua Yong woke up.

"Brother Lang, did you find it?" Hua Yong said.

Shen Lang scolded with a smile: "It's not so easy to find, but I have already grasped more and more clues. What's going on with you and Fang Yan?"

"You all know?" Hua Yong scratched his head in embarrassment.

Shen Lang took off his work uniform: "Yes."

"Actually, my dad doesn't approve of us getting together, because Fang Yan is an intelligence officer, and she is very busy every day. My dad would prefer me to find an ordinary woman, but I just like her, and she promised to be with me. I'm going to watch a movie, right after the mission is over." Longing appeared on Hua Yong's face.

(End of this chapter)

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