Peng Donglai's death did not cause the slightest fluctuation for ordinary people, and he still lived his original life, but in the upper class, it set off turbulent waves.

Zhang Heng, who had just arrived from Dongzhou, suddenly squeezed into the ...... in such an arrogant and domineering way No, it should have trampled on their circle.

There was news about Zhang Heng, which circulated wildly in one day.

"Dongzhou Youth Saint Venerable ......"

"The first person in the martial arts world in Dongzhou!"

"A real cross-river raptor, a big man who can't be provoked!"

The undercurrent is turbulent, and more and more people pay attention to Zhang Heng and remember him deeply.

But Zhang Heng himself is a professor at the National People's Congress.

He was not idle, occasionally walking around with Professor Nie to discuss some issues, and other times, he was also holding the spirit stone and cultivating.

"It's a pity that my strength is not enough, otherwise I may be able to refine a magic weapon that truly belongs to me......" Zhang Heng took a sip of the hot tea that Qian Xiaojuan made for him, and lay comfortably on the boss's chair, squinting his eyes and thinking about the problem.

He has a lot of strange treasures on his body, a small amount of soil, and a piece of heavenly thunder wood, with the heavenly thunder wood as the magic weapon embryo, and the soil as the material, and then find some other heavenly and earthly treasures, you can refine the magic weapon.

The level of the magic weapon is higher than that of the spirit weapon, if the spirit weapon is just a psychic weapon, then the magic weapon even has an autonomous consciousness.

They even think, they choose their own owners.

Of course, the power of the magic weapon is also increasing geometrically, with an earth-shattering terrifying power.

It's a pity that there are treasures in his body, but Zhang Heng has no strength to refine them for the time being, which makes him more or less uncomfortable.

"Professor Zhang, someone wants to see you. Qian Xiaojuan knocked on the door and walked in.

"Oh?" Zhang Heng asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Of course it's your sister and me!" Jiang Hongli jumped out from behind, threw his backpack directly into Zhang Heng's arms, crossed his hands on his waist, and looked at the entire office, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"You hid it from me deep enough, and you unknowingly got into the position of professor in the National People's Congress. ”

"Tell my sister what kind of ecstasy you poured into Professor Nie?"

Zhang Heng got up and smiled helplessly.

"In my opinion, this is a trivial matter, there is no need to tell you, it is not deliberately to hide it. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Hongli rolled his eyes.

Zhang Heng's words sounded like a pretext, but in fact, she knew that this was actually the truth.

Zhang Heng is more or less empty-eyed, this professor's position is really nothing to him.

"Okay, okay, you're amazing. Jiang Hongli skipped the topic, waved his hand, and said, "I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

"Let's start with the good news. Zhang Heng said with a smile.

Jiang Hongli seemed to be relaxed, but he could see that his cousin was pretending to be in trouble.

"The good news is that my company has finally gotten it right, and even the advertising thing has been done. Jiang Hongli said excitedly.

"Then aren't I tired?" Zhang Heng said with a bitter face, this is not good news.

Jiang Hongli pounced on him with his teeth and claws, sat on Zhang Heng's lap with his buttocks, grabbed his ears with both hands, and said viciously.

"Do you still know, my company is going to operate, what about the Zhuyan Pill that promised me? When will it be delivered, I will also have a hundred of the first batch!"

"Okay, okay, a hundred. Zhang Heng was close to her, and while sniffing the faint body fragrance of Jiang Hongli, he said: "Soon Luo Jianguo's auction company will also operate, the first auction will start the day after tomorrow, and then I will go back to Dongzhou, at the auction, I will take out the Zhuyan Dan to help you make a name for yourself." ”

"That's not bad. Jiang Hongli nodded with satisfaction, and finally let go of Zhang Heng, but she didn't intend to get off him, her little buttocks moved, and she sat more steadily, she smiled and hesitated for a while, and said, "The bad news is that someone wants to see you." ”

"It's Zhang Chengye. Zhang Heng swept his mind casually, and knew that there were people waiting in the corridor.

"I can't hide it from you. Jiang Hongli was not surprised, sighed and said: "After all, you are father and son, last time I mentioned to you that he had something important to talk to you about, but you ignored it, and now he has come over in person, I can't bear it, bring him over, you won't be angry." ”

"It's not bad news. Zhang Heng didn't care about the father of the loser, and the Zhang family was almost forgotten in his memory, he smiled and said, "Let him in." ”

Jiang Hongli nodded in surprise, she didn't expect Zhang Heng to be so easy to speak, in her imagination, the father-son estrangement between the two should be very deep.

"Then I'll call him. Jiang Hongli got up and walked out.

The beauty is gone, but there is still a lingering fragrance.

Qian Xiaojuan poured a cup of tea, put it on the opposite side of the desk, and quietly withdrew.

After a while, Zhang Chengye walked in alone.

Compared with the past, he seems to be twenty years old now.

In just a few months, he was already full of gray hair and his face was full of wrinkles.

Zhang Heng glanced at it lightly and found that his eyes were full of exhaustion and bloodshots.

"Have a glass of water. Zhang Heng said calmly.

Zhang Chengye didn't move, he looked at Zhang Heng with a complicated look.

From the time he decided to come to Zhang Heng to enter Jianghan City and stand in front of his own son, it took two days.

In the past two days, he has not tried the news, but every time he closes his eyes, the picture of expelling Zhang Heng from the Zhang family that day keeps coming to his mind.

In fact, such days have been going on for a long time.

"You're still not my son?" he looked up, a little uncertain.

From his eyes, Zhang Heng saw apprehension, uneasiness, and a little awe.

This look made Zhang Heng's heart a little sour.

His brows furrowed, he was afraid that some of the imprints of the original owner of the body were at work.

After he came to the earth, his temperament has actually changed a lot, a little less indifferent and a little more humane, and this is still thanks to the loser.

"I'm completely different from my old self. Zhang Heng thought for a moment and said, "But my body does still have your blood flowing in it." ”

That's the best explanation he can give.

Hearing this, Zhang Chengye sat down.

"I'm happy, at least you still admit that you're my son. ”

"To tell you the truth, I know what you did after you left the Zhang family, and I almost have a gut feeling that you are no longer my son. ”

"Zhang Heng, I grew up watching, no one knows what he looks like better than me. ”

Zhang Chengye took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a thick struggle.

"On that day, I kicked you out of the family, it seems to be ruthless, but in fact, I don't know that you were actually wronged?"

"But, what can you do, you are so useless, so ridiculous, you only have a voice in your head, how can you fight with your second uncle, how can you fight with your cousin? I drove you away, in fact, to protect you!"

"But I didn't expect that when you left this time, you were a trapped dragon ascending to heaven, and in the blink of an eye, you have already become an admirable existence. ”

When he said this, he did not have much joy, but his heart was full of pain.

Zhang Heng's fame is getting bigger and bigger, and his ability is getting bigger and bigger, while the Zhang family is getting worse and worse.

Countless people ridiculed, those are not important, what really makes the Zhang family painful is that the Zhang family has produced a real dragon that has been shaking for nine days, but it has nothing to do with them.

Zhang Chengye, who should be proud of his son, didn't feel much pride, but more of a sense of shame.

As a father, he doesn't even have an accurate understanding of his own son.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

Zhang Heng let the father of the loser confide out some of the words he was holding, and then asked lightly.

In fact, he couldn't see the past.

But Zhang Chengye's so-called protection is not established, in fact, driving the defeated family to leave is to give up.

He should know very well that the son of a loser has no ability to survive in society, and those who offended him in the past will let him die without a place to be buried!

Zhang Chengye looked at Zhang Heng with a calm face and sighed lightly.

Sure enough, there was no way to impress him with emotion.

"I came this time for two purposes, first, your brother's body has been cremated, I heard that you brought it back, I thank you. ”

Zhang Chengye took a deep breath and continued.

"Second, I'm going to reveal your true background!"

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