Chapter Seventy-Seven: Crisis or Opportunity?

Just when Zhang Ming was having a headache about how to solve the embarrassing situation that the Zhang family was currently in, the door of the office was pushed open from outside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoA middle-aged man with a bit of resemblance to Zhang Ming, with sword eyes and eyebrows, strode over, "Dad, are you looking for me?" ”

Zhang Xiao, the eldest son of the head of the Guwu family of the Zhang family in Jiangnan, is also the young patriarch of the Zhang family, and the half-father of Zhang Yi and Zhang Wei.

Seeing Zhang Xiao's arrival, Zhang Ming pointed to a chair next to him, "Sit." ”

"Hengshui Zhangjia and Dukou Zhangjia, is there any recent situation?" Zhang Ming asked seemingly casually.

However, Zhang Xiao knew that under Zhang Ming's casual appearance, what was hidden was a wounded heart. Although there was no further investigation of the matter of the Iron Mountain branch, Zhang Xiao knew that Zhang Ming was actually very concerned.

And it is precisely because of the rebellion of the Iron Mountain branch that Zhang Ming has become extremely sensitive now.

Zhang Xiao didn't tell the story of this matter, but said the information he had just gotten, "Everything is normal in the Zhang family in Hengshui, and nothing abnormal happened." On the contrary, it is the ferry Zhangjia, and occasionally there are some different voices. For now, though, the situation is stable, and there won't be anything like the Iron Mountain branch. It's just ......"

Zhang Ming: "Say! ”

Zhang Xiao took a deep breath, "It's just that there are some big differences within the main family now, and some people think that we can't let those people from the Iron Mountain branch leave unscathed." The other part believes that we can't have friction with the Chen family for a small branch of the Iron Mountain, so that in the end, it is ourselves who will lose. We don't have the capital to confront the Chen family. After finishing his words in one breath, Zhang Xiao set his eyes on Zhang Ming, "I don't know how you plan to do it, Dad?" ”

Zhang Ming did not answer Zhang Xiao's question, but threw the question to Zhang Xiao, "If it were you, what would you do?" ”

Zhang Xiao didn't expect Zhang Ming to ask himself in turn, but he didn't react for a while. However, Zhang Xiao had already thought of the answer, "If it were me, I would choose to forbear it for the time being." We can't let the fate of our whole race be taken by the sake of the moment. ”

Zhang Ming nodded with satisfaction, "If we go to trouble at this time, it will be very stupid." I guess that old fox Chen Bin is looking forward to us looking for trouble, so that they can have an excuse to attack us! ”

Zhang Xiao: "But that's right, but it's unwilling to let them go like this!" Over the past ten years, we have helped them a lot. I don't understand why they did it! “

Zhang Ming was also puzzled and puzzled, and sighed deeply again. At this moment, Zhang Ming's mobile phone rang. Zhang Ming picked up the phone and looked at it, and finally showed a smile on his tired face for several days and said, "Zhang Yi, this kid actually remembers to call me, a bad old man!" "Hey, Zhang Yi!" "What? Are you telling the truth? "Okay, okay, this thing is on me!"

Under Zhang Xiao's puzzled gaze, Zhang Ming hung up the phone and laughed loudly, "Hahahahahaha~" The haze on his face that was originally caused by the Tieshan branch judgment clan has disappeared. Zhang Xiao didn't understand why Zhang Yi's phone call would make Zhang Ming change so much, "Dad, what did Yi'er say to make you so happy?" ”

After laughing, Zhang Ming's expression suddenly changed one hundred and eighty degrees, and the serious Zhang Xiao said: "Zhang Xiao! ”

Although he didn't know what was going on, Zhang Xiao still stood up suddenly, "Here!" ”

"Now, no matter what means you use, immediately check someone for me." After repeating some of the information provided by Zhang Yi, Zhang Ming finally said with a solemn expression: "This matter is related to the fate of our entire family, and it must be done well!" Zhang Ming's words made Zhang Xiao's pupils shrink, and his head turned rapidly, who is this person? Why is it related to the fate of your own family? Seeing that Zhang Xiao was still stunned, Zhang Ming couldn't help but wake up, "Don't think about it, this matter is closely related to our martial arts secrets, let's go." ”

The strength of the exercises in an ancient martial arts family often represents the status of this family in the ancient martial arts world. In the Zhang family, the secret of martial arts has always been an indelible scar. Due to the incompleteness of the martial arts secrets, the strength of the Zhang clan was greatly reduced. This is also the fundamental reason why the Chen family dares to be so provocative again and again! And if the Zhang family's dragon elephant skill and tiger roar can be complete...... A beautiful fantasy appeared in Zhang Xiao's mind. But, is this possible? Seeing that Zhang Ming was silent, it seemed that he didn't plan to say anything. But Zhang Xiao can already understand a lot from the sentence just now. Zhang Xiao didn't have the slightest drag, and directly said goodbye to Zhang Ming and left the office.

Shortly after Zhang Xiao left, Zhang Ming took out his mobile phone and found a phone number named Wang Wei in the address book, "Lao Wang! What are you doing? "Hmm." "Got time? We haven't seen each other for a long time, when do you have time, come out to talk about it. "Okay, see you at the old place!"

Meanwhile, somewhere in South Africa, a figure shrouded in a black cloak stood on the edge of an altar glowing red, letting out a wicked laugh. At this moment, dozens of girls were wailing in pain on the altar.

And this episode of wailing, shouting, and cries for help as one cacophony seems to have become some kind of unique symphony, making the black-robed man nod his head rhythmically, as if he was enjoying? Or is it appreciation? Seeing that these dozens of living beings were gradually losing their due brilliance, the gradually shrinking sound and dry body made the black-robed man's exposed eyes full of bloodshots, revealing an abnormal excitement and excitement.

When these dozens of living lives turned into a handful of ashes on the ground, the black-robed man trembled with excitement and muttered to himself: "My king, you have finally woken up, you have finally woken up!" Three hundred years, three hundred years, hahahaha! Looking at the altar that was constantly flashing with a strange red light, the black-robed man said to himself again: "My king, you can rest assured. I'm going to get you more blood for you to absorb, haha. It won't be long before our Dark Council will see the light of day again! Holy See? I'm going to pay you with blood! ”

"You can't wait for that day!" Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded from behind the black-robed man. The black-robed man hurriedly turned around, "What person?!" "Cardinal Gvar Trump! How could you possibly be here! That's impossible! ”

Gvar Trump held the scepter of light and said with a solemn expression: "Nothing is impossible!" The Council of Darkness is already in the past, so why cling to the past? Return to the bosom of my God. "Bright Verdict!" When Gvar Trump spoke, he didn't give the black-robed man a chance to speak at all, and an angel conjured up from the white light rushed towards the black-robed man, and an ethereal female voice came from the illusory angelic air, "Divine purification!" ”

The moment he recognized Kwa Trump, the man in the black robe knew it was bad. Especially when I saw the Holy See artifact in Gvar Trump's hand, 'The Scepter of Light!' Darkness is inherently subject to light, coupled with the oppression brought about by the 'Scepter of Light'. The man in the black robe knew that there was no chance of victory, and at the moment when Gvar Trump made a move, the man with the black card also moved at the same time. It's just that the black-robed man didn't move towards Gvar Trump, but rushed to the altar, "You hypocrites who are harming the world in the name of God!" Wait, for one day, my great king will surely return to the splendor of the Dark Council! The black-robed man came to the edge of the altar, his hands constantly emitting a black gas, and he was still muttering something from time to time, it seemed to be some kind of incantation? And at this moment, the illusory angel had already come closer, and a big sword passed directly through the black-robed man's chest. On the surface, this big sword composed of white light seemed to only come out of the body, and did not cause any scars on the black-robed man's body. But the black-robed man seemed to have suffered a heavy blow from this blow, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood onto the altar.

When the angel was brewing the second sword, the black-robed man took this opportunity to gather all the energy of his body to form a black vortex in front of him, seeing that the black vortex was constantly generating, the black-robed man was so excited that he shouted, "My king, avenge me!" Space-time teleportation! "Not good!!" Gvar Trump, who already thought that the victory was in hand, secretly said that it was not good when the man in the black robe shouted the phrase 'time and space teleportation'. Teleportation is a taboo in the Dark Council. It is said that it is taboo, and that is because not everyone can practice this exercise. However, cultivation and release are extremely restrictive. Not to mention the harshness of the cultivation conditions, when it is released, it is rare for people to use this technique to extract the essence and blood of the whole body of the person who releases it. Because this is definitely a practice that kills and kills! But Kwa Trump never expected that he would meet here.

At the same time that the man in the black robe shouted, Gvar Trump appeared in front of the man in black robe as a streamer, shouting: "Stop, I will keep you from dying!" ”

When the second blow of the Holy Angel fell, when Gvar Trump smashed his fist on the head of the black-robed man, at the thousandth of a second, the corners of the black-robed man's mouth drew a mocking arc, "Give me, go!" ”

The black-robed man's chest cavity was pierced by a lightsaber for the second time, his head was smashed crooked by the angry Gvar Trump, and the whole person flew more than ten meters away, and when he landed, he rolled out a few meters away before stopping, like soft mud, lying motionless on the ground.

After throwing this punch, Gvar Trump didn't care about his life or death, but quickly turned around. As expected, the altar that glowed red was gone! At the moment when he saw the altar disappear, Gvar Trump's heart was chilling! An extremely ominous premonition hung over Gawa Trump's head, and Gawa Trump did not stop for the slightest moment, and walked directly towards the exit. Even when he passed by the 'corpse' of the black-robed man, he didn't take a look. A dark councillor who has lost his blood and has been struck by angels twice is already a dead man in Gvar Trump's heart!

It's just that what Gvar Trump didn't notice was that the black-robed man, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly moved his body shortly after he left.....