"Your boss is a man and a woman, and you want me?"

In a tense atmosphere, Zhang Hang asked such a sentence coldly, and everyone present was stunned.

"Male. Kirda seemed to be very interested in Zhang Hang, and a pair of eyes with strange cyan pupils looked Zhang Hang up and down, and replied honestly, not feeling that there was anything wrong with Zhang Hang's question.

"Forget about men, we don't have that hobby, if it's a woman, it's still negotiable. Zhang Hang shook his head like a rattle and refused.

"Take that mask off of yours, glaucoma. Zhang Hang pointed to Korda's face and said.

"Okay. Kirda happily agreed, I don't know how deep the friendship between the two is.

"Korda" reached out and grabbed his hair, and pulled it hard, and the whole "face" slowly tore, revealing its original appearance.

His shoulder-length hair was tied by a headband, his face was unusually thin, his eyes were blue and black, and with those cyan pupils, the whole person couldn't say anything weird.

Zhang Hang squinted slightly at the eye-catching black mole in the eyes of "Korda", a monstrous murderous aura gushed out of Zhang Hang's body, Chen Dongpeng beside him turned his head suddenly, his cold hair stood on end, he felt as if there was a peerless beast beside him, and he didn't have such a big reaction when he encountered a tiger alone in the forest when he was on a mission.

"Qin Yang, did you hurt him?" asked Zhang Hang in a low and cold voice.

"No, why do you think that?" the strange man said with a shocked face, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"But I was there at the time, Boom. The strange man let out a strange laugh and said in a strange way.

"That old guy is very tough, he resisted the fatal blow of the three late-stage Qi Gathering Realm masters, used the severe pain in his body to break free from my mental control, and ran away with the girl from the Meng family, which I didn't expect. The strange man's eyes were full of appreciation, and he recalled.

"Well, he's just that character, more truthfully, the people he protects will never die before him. Zhang Hang said approvingly, but the murderous aura in his tone became more and more intense, and Chen Dongpeng, who felt deeply on the side, subconsciously clenched the gun in his hand.

"I didn't get the news I wanted from the old thing, so I could only come directly to you personally, what should I call you? Huaxia Martial God, Anti-Japanese Wonder Hero, or something else?" The strange man seemed to have no secrets hidden on his face, and asked with an uncertain expression, as if he was only guessing Zhang Hang's identity, and could not be sure.

"Who are you, is there anything wrong with me?" Zhang Hang's fingers trembled slightly, took out the Zhonghua from the Meng family, lit one, took a deep breath, calmed down the internal force in his body, and raised his head and asked.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I am the current Dao Master of the Rabble Dao, and my name is Shang Liang. The strange man politely introduced.

"I remember being eradicated seventy years ago, are you that child?" Zhang Hang said after a moment of contemplation.

"Yes, yes, I was a child when you killed my parents, and you didn't kill me and entrusted me to a farming family in a nearby village. Seeing Zhang Hang get up, Shang Liang happily clapped his hands and said.

Zhang Hang stared at Shang Liang, who was like a nervous disorder, and the memories of seventy years ago slowly flowed out of his mind.

Seventy years ago, China was unified and implemented the people-oriented policy of advocating science, but at that time, China's national strength was weak, not to mention learning scientific knowledge, it was difficult to eat and drink, and naturally many strange "beliefs" appeared.

Zhang Hang had no official or position at that time, walked in the folk to cure diseases and save people with a body of medical skills, and accidentally discovered the evil door called the rabble in the southwest mountainous area, the rabble road with the slogan of "the rabble people are self-glorious", absorbed many people who practiced evil arts, and the Taoist master was Shang Liang's father, Shang De.

Shang De claimed to be the incarnation of the gods, and with the help of the Shang family's inheritance of the pupil technique, he tricked those uneducated mountain people who had lived in the mountains for generations to join the rabble, so that the warlocks who needed to take people's yang longevity to practice evil arts in the rabble and the evil cultivators who fed themselves by collecting yin and supplementing yang.

Zhang Hang has always hated these demagogic and dangerous evil ways that endanger the people, seeing a family destroy a family, he found the old nest of the rabble, a village in the deep mountains in the southwest, the scene of the evil deeds of the rabble in front of him made Zhang Hang angry, and under the anger, Zhang Hang personally slaughtered more than 300 people up and down the rabble overnight, leaving only Shangde's only son, Shang Liang.

At that time, Shang Liang was only four or five years old, trembling and hiding in the water tank, Zhang Hang thought about it again and again, and looked at Shang Liang, who was staring at him ignorant and ignorant with big eyes, after all, he failed to kill him, and sent Shang Liang to a village hundreds of miles away after being knocked unconscious, and entrusted it to a villager who had no heirs.

This kind of evil crooked way, Zhang Hang has slaughtered many of them in the past thousand years, just to eliminate harm for the people, where will he take it to heart, but he didn't expect that his accidental soft-heartedness will be left behind to this day.

"How did you become like this?" Zhang Hang asked, wondering in his heart.

"Hahaha, thanks to you, my adoptive parents were really good to me, they lived in a kennel, and if they ate more food and did less work, they would be beaten and scolded, I stayed up for three years, hehe, when I was seven years old, I sent them to Xitian with a knife, and walked hundreds of miles alone back to my own home. Shang Liang said with a laugh, as if he was not experiencing this at all.

"......" Zhang Hang was silent, he believed Shang Liang's words, because similar things like this, he really haven't seen it in the past thousand years, modern biological parents sell their children for wealth, and in ancient wars, although Shang Liang's encounter is miserable in Zhang Hang's eyes, it is worthy of sympathy, but it is not uncommon in Zhang Hang's long life.

"You know, hahaha, there are more than 300 graves left in the whole village except for me. ”

"When you let me go, I didn't expect that my Shang family's inherited heterogeneous pupils would allow me to remember things since I was two years old, I clearly remember how you killed all my relatives one by one, hahahahaha. Shang Liang laughed maniacally, and there were a few tears in the corners of his eyes that I didn't know whether they were laughing or crying.

"The rabble has lost all conscience, regarded other people's lives as if they were mustard, and everything I did was an evil deed that hurt nature and reason, and to this day I don't feel that I have done anything wrong. ”

"The witchcraft you have made is useless to me, stop acting. Zhang Hang asked with a flick of his cigarette butt, looking at Shang Liang with clear eyes.

"Wow, it's amazing, I used my past as a guide, and guilt as a blade, trying to hurt your heart, but I didn't return, no wonder you have lived so long. Shang Liang saw that the plan was seen through, no longer pretended, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, elegantly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile.