Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

In the Floo Network passage, a sinister face with a mustache slowly emerged from the fireplace.

This man is called Yamamoto. He is the administrator of the magic institute's floo network and has the authority to control this section of the floo network. He is a Japanese and even has a high status.

After learning that Zhang Zhiwei, the murderer who destroyed the China Expeditionary Independent Fleet, had come to the Institute of Magic, he immediately asked the dean of the Institute of Magic for instructions, wanting to arrest and imprison Zhang Zhiwei on the grounds that he had violated the International Wizarding Law.

But his proposal was rejected by the dean of the Institute of Magic, on the grounds that the other party was not a wizard and could not be dealt with according to wizard law.

This made Yamamoto furious. If they were not wizards, they would not be bound by the International Wizarding Law. Then they might as well not have to deal with those evil dark creatures like vampires and werewolves.

Therefore, their attitude towards Zhang Zhiwei was to let things take their own course. As long as Zhang Zhiwei did not go too far, they would not intervene.

But this attitude of the Institute of Magic made some Japanese wizards, led by Yamamoto, very dissatisfied. Since the academy would not take action, they would take action themselves.

However, considering how powerful Zhang Zhiwei was, they did not go looking for trouble directly, as that would be too dangerous. And ordinary small spells would probably not have any effect on such a strong man.

After much thought, they decided to use the power of the Floo Network to deal with Zhang Zhiwei. It just so happened that the administrator of this section of the Floo Network was Yamamoto.

"I found you!"

Yamamoto looked at the people who were constantly spinning in the passage and put on a hideous smile. If one wanted to travel through the Floo network, one first needed the coordinates of the entrance, secondly the coordinates of the exit, and thirdly the protection of the Floo powder.

He only needed to use his authority to delete the coordinates of Zhang Zhiwei and his group's entrances and exits before they left the Floo network of the magic institute section, and then define them as illegal, so that they could not reach their destination accurately and be exiled to the medium space outside the Floo network, where it was hard to say what would happen.

"Even if I can't kill you, at least I can kill a few people around you, that would be great."

He said to himself, standing in front of the fireplace, and was about to use his authority to do something, when suddenly, black electric sparks flashed above the fireplace in front of him.

An extremely deep black hole suddenly appeared from the sky.

Yamamoto was frightened and took a few steps back. He instinctively took out his wand and chanted a spell. A huge fireball condensed and formed and slammed into the black hole.

But the black hole didn't even tremble, and directly swallowed the fireball.

"What's going on?"

Yamamoto was shocked and was about to continue casting the spell when he saw the black hole growing bigger, instantly changing from the size of a marble to the size of a washbasin.

A hand with thick joints stretched out from the black hole, grabbed Yamamoto's head like squeezing a basketball, and dragged him into the black hole.

“Save me…”

Yamamoto shouted in fear. Seeing this, several Japanese wizards around him hurriedly used various methods. Some of them even used black magic in violation of the rules in a hurry.

However, these attacks were of no avail. The surface of the big hand that grabbed Yamamoto's head was shining with golden light, and magic of any attribute hitting it could not shake it in the slightest.

They could only watch Yamamoto being dragged into the black hole, without any power to resist.

After Yamamoto was dragged in, a man's face emerged from the darkness behind Yamamoto on the other side of the black hole.

The man was unusually tall, with a pair of narrow eye sockets, and his pupils glowed brightly, like flying stars.

"It's... it's that... Sect Leader Tiantong!" several people exclaimed.

The student who had reported the news to them previously had used magic to show Zhang Zhiwei's appearance, so they recognized him.

"He can actually attack us through the Floo Network?"

"Run, run, run to the principal's office!"

Several Japanese wizards were terrified. Most people could only spin continuously in the channels of the Floo Network and could not control themselves, let alone hit others. Such a thing as this had never been seen or even heard of before.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at those people. He could feel that the distance between him and them was rapidly increasing. In the next moment, he would be out of the distance. However, just one moment was enough.

Zhang Zhiwei used the advanced version of the Divine Eyes of Delusion, and a lava-like light flowed in the depths of his eyes.

After everyone in the room let out an extremely brief howl, all sounds stopped abruptly. Everyone stood there in a daze. Light shone through their bodies. They seemed to have turned into lamps, and they became brighter and brighter. Their bodies began to become transparent, and fire overflowed from their bodies.

Then, like the sudden collapse of dominoes, their bodies broke into pieces in an instant and turned into powder, leaving only black ash on the ground.

On the other side of the black hole, Zhang Zhiwei exerted a little force with his hands and crushed Yamamoto's skull. A spark came out of his fingertips and dripped into his head like lighting a lamp, igniting it. Then the fire quickly expanded, turning from a wick into a torch, burning it into a ball of black ash.

"It's just rotten fish and shrimp, not worth mentioning!"

Zhang Zhiwei shook his hands to get rid of the remaining black ash on his palms, and then he concentrated on traveling on the takeoff road network.

At the same time, in the principal's office of the Magic Institute, the white-haired principal was holding a crystal ball in his hand, and everything that had just happened was displayed on it in every detail.

He stared at the crystal ball quietly, without any emotion at all about the death of Yamamoto and his companions. There was only Zhang Zhiwei in his pupils. Even though he was the head of a hospital and had experienced many things, this scene still made him unable to calm down for a long time, and he even trembled in his heart.

"Is this the Tiantong Sect Leader? The Tiantong Sect Leader who killed the Vampire King Akado? It is a wise decision not to provoke him."

He muttered to himself and was about to snuff out the scene on the crystal ball, but he saw Zhang Zhiwei, who had his back to him, turned around and looked at him without any warning, his eyes fixed on him.

The two looked at each other, one in shock, the other with fire in his eyes.

There was a loud bang, and the crystal ball exploded. The fragments flew everywhere like stray bullets, blowing the entire principal's office to pieces.

The principal was at the epicenter of the explosion, but at the moment of the explosion, his robe rolled up and wrapped around his entire body, protecting him from injury.

"What a strong perception. Moreover, his power can be projected so far? He is really a dangerous guy. Those black magicians are nothing in front of him. We have to tell other academies not to provoke this guy easily. He is really too scary."

The principal let out a sigh of relief, reached out to smooth down the messy desk, took out paper and a quill, and began to write the message.

On the other side, the crowd was spinning madly and was vomited out from a blazing fireplace.

If it was a magician riding this for the first time, he might fall flat on his face. But with the physical fitness of a Qi practitioner, this height was no problem and he landed it easily.

Everyone appeared in the kitchen, with a fireplace behind them whose flames were gradually dying out.

"I felt dizzy for a while!" Tian Jinzhong said, rubbing his temple.

"Senior Brother Zhang, did you take action when you were traveling through time earlier?" Lu Ci said.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded.

"How is the other party?" Lu Jin asked.

"It's just a piece of sand, not worth mentioning!" Although Zhang Zhiwei said this, he still recounted what had happened before in detail.

"These damn Japs, I knew they would do something tricky in secret." Lu Ci cursed.

"Once they provoked Senior Brother Zhang, they hit a brick wall. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, they all died miserably." Lu Jin said.

"What else? What else? What happened to that peeping old man? Was he killed in the explosion?" Tian Jinzhong asked.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "The old man's mental strength is quite strong, he shouldn't be killed by the explosion."

"What a pity. By the way, what is this place?" Lu Jin looked around: "It's quite exquisite."

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"This is Newt's home in London, and it's also where we'll be staying temporarily."

Zhang Zhiwei said as he walked out of the kitchen. The space outside was enchanted with a traceless extension spell and became terrifyingly large. Inside, there were all kinds of test tube-like bottles and jars filled with colorful liquids.

"What are you doing?" Tian Jinzhong asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Whether it's a magician or a wizard, they are essentially alchemists. What they do is alchemy, which is not much different from the alchemy we have over there." Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Does this mean Newt can also make pills?" Tian Jinzhong asked curiously.

"You know something about it, more or less. They call it a magic potion." Zhang Zhiwei looked over and after making sure he didn't quite understand it, he gave up exploring. Since he had chosen metaphysics, he shouldn't bother with chemistry.

Then he looked around again. The furnishings in the room were relatively simple, with a living room, kitchen, etc. There was a bed, sofa and fireplace in the living room, and a table and sink in the kitchen.

The basement is a different world. The space inside is much larger than the above and there are many medical devices. It can be seen that this is where Newt treats and shelters various magical animals.

Zhang Zhiwei did not explore this place too much. There were many magical creatures in it, many of which were hostile to them. It would be bad if they messed up Newt's home.

Leaving the basement, Zhang Zhiwei and his group walked out of the room. Outside was a square. The house they were in was a typical yellow brick Victorian townhouse, no different from the surrounding villas, and there was nothing special about it.

"The houses here look so neat and exquisite!" exclaimed Tian Jinzhong, a mountain kid who just went abroad.

Lu Jin looked around and sighed, "There is a huge gap between China and the West now. I'm afraid only the foreign land can compare with this place."

"The foreign concessions were also created by the foreigners." Lu Ci reminded.

"You're right. If we want to catch up with the West, I'm afraid we still have a long way to go!" Lu Jin said.

"Can we really catch up?" Tian Jinzhong asked back. Comparing the living environment of the residents of the two places, Tian Jinzhong seemed very unconfident.

"We will definitely catch up!" Zhang Zhiwei said with certainty.

Tian Jinzhong's eyes lit up and he quickly asked, "How long will it take?"

"Probably..." Zhang Zhiwei paused and said, "Probably a hundred years!"

"One hundred years?"

Everyone's eyes darkened. They were all young men in their teens and twenties. They only had time to spare. A hundred years was too long, so long that they felt despair.

"It's already a miracle if you can catch up in a hundred years. After all, when you are catching up, others are not standing still either!"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "Moreover, catching up in a hundred years requires a prerequisite, that is, China must be completely transformed, the whole country must be unified, and everyone must work together. If we continue to do this, it will not be possible in a thousand or even ten thousand years."

"Then there is no hope?" Tian Jinzhong said with a frustrated look: "In the current situation, I really can't imagine any warlord capable of accomplishing this."

"Is Marshal Zhang okay?" Lu Ci asked. Marshal Zhang was the warlord he had the most contact with, and Marshal Zhang had indeed made the Northeast look decent.

"I'm afraid Marshal Zhang is in a difficult situation. He is facing internal and external troubles and is attacked from all sides. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to accomplish anything great." Lu Jin said.

After that, he added: "This is what Master and Grandpa talked about when they were chatting."

"I knew you wouldn't have that wisdom." Lu Ci quickly retorted.

Lu Jin's face turned dark and he was about to fight back, but Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes and glanced at them, and Lu Ci and Lu Jin immediately stopped.

"Hmm," Lu Jin coughed, "Brother Zhang, where are we going next?"

"Go find Isaac. He asked me to contact him after I arrive in London." Zhang Zhiwei took out the Yin-Yang paper and contacted Isaac.

Soon, Isaac's reply came. He told Zhang Zhiwei that he suddenly learned the news about his old friend, so he hurried to find him, but was afraid that he could not receive him, and gave a sincere apology.

After reading the content of the letter, Zhang Zhiwei's brows relaxed slightly: "Isaac has something to do and can't come!"

A malicious smile appeared on Lu Ci's face.

Lu Jin smiled and said, “Since Isaac is not here, we don’t have to consider his feelings when doing things.”

"Then senior brother, where are we going now?" Tian Jinzhong asked.

"The Sassoon family is in London. Let's just go and kill them. We can talk about other things after that." Zhang Zhiwei said.

"How do you destroy it?" Lu Ci asked.

Lu Jin blinked but didn't comment.

Zhang Zhiwei grinned and said, "Kill anyone you see, leaving no one alive."