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In the room, Zhang Long was suddenly left alone.

When he came to the bathroom, Zhang Long waved his hand and let out the guy named Deng Jun and threw it into the bathtub.

Taking off the unkempt head and turning on the cold water, Zhang Long rushed up at the guy with the unkempt head, and after a minute, he finally woke up the guy.

"Hey, buddy, are you alright?"

Zhang Long stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes

"Fire, electricity, give me fire, electricity......"

Deng Jun looked at Zhang Long and said weakly.

"Fire, electricity, what do you mean?"

Zhang Long was puzzled.

"Fire, electricity, energy."

Deng Jun turned his head with difficulty and looked at the electrical socket on the opposite wall.

Fire, electricity, energy?

"You're a dual-lineage powerhouse, and you need to absorb fire and electricity energy?"

Zhang Long asked.

"Yes!"

When Deng Jun heard this, he hurriedly nodded excitedly.

Zhang Long smashed open the electrical socket with a fist, lifted Deng Jun out of the bathtub, helped him against the wall, raised his hand, and plugged it into the electrical socket.

"You, let go, be careful of the electricity to you!"

Deng Jun said weakly.

Zhang Long hurriedly let go when he heard this, and as soon as he let go, Deng Jun grabbed the wire in the socket.

Cracking sound!

A burst of electric sparks erupted between his fingers and the wires, and white electricity passed through the wires and rushed onto Deng Jun's body, and in the blink of an eye, his whole person was wrapped in electricity.

"Ah, cool, that's what it feels like, it's full of energy!"

As the currents were absorbed by his body, Deng Jun closed his eyes comfortably.

Time passed, half an hour later.

"Grandma's, my handsome guy Deng has finally come back to life with full blood."

Deng Jun let go of his hand, his whole body shook, crackling, and the whole body was running wildly.

In the blink of an eye, the blood stained on the clothes on his body was electrolyzed and evaporated.

"Brother, hello, let me know you officially, my name is Deng Jun, 18 years old this year, an A-level thermal power dual-line ability, this time I was able to escape from Anthony's hands, it is really thanks to you, in short, I owe you a life!"

Deng Jun stretched out his right hand towards Zhang Long.

"Oh, hello, my name is Zhang Long, a spatial powerhouse!"

Zhang Long shook his hand.

He has a package in his mind, can put things away, and can phantom shapeshift, and the title of spatial powerhouse is also deserved.

"By the way, what's going on with that Anthony, how did you end up in his hands?

Zhang Long said curiously.

"Hey, it's not that toothless old way."

Deng Jun said.

Zhang Long: "Toothless old Taoist, the Taoist priest who was killed by me?" ”

Deng Jun gritted his teeth and said, "That's right, it's him!" ”

"That toothless old Taoist was originally a disciple of the head of the Wudang faction, in the seventh year of the Republic of China, that is, in 1918, this guy killed his own mentor, snatched the treasure of the Wudang faction, the true martial sword, betrayed the door, and went overseas ......"

It turned out that this Deng Jun was born in a family of supernatural abilities, and his parents, grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents were all superpowers.

His grandfather is from Wudang, he is the younger brother of the toothless old way, and the current head of the Wudang faction is his disciple.

Because of this relationship, and the Deng family's influence overseas.

In the past few decades, he has been helping the Wudang faction to trace the whereabouts of the toothless old way, aiming to eradicate the scum of the division and recover the treasure of the Wudang faction, the true martial sword.

Two weeks ago, Deng Jun traveled to Europe alone, arriving in France two days ago to represent a luxury brand of his family at the opening ceremony of the Cannes Film Festival.

Then, it was so coincidental that when he was strolling on the streets of Cannes, he bumped into the toothless old road.

Deng Jun was so excited.

Young and vigorous, coupled with the fact that he is an A-level dual-line ability, Deng Jun, who is quite confident in his own strength, did not report to his family.

Alone tracked all the way and found the base of the Thunder base in France, that is, the manor where Zhang Long had been.

Then, uh, Deng Jun was sad.

Anthony, the leader of the Thunder Base, an S+-level Thunder Ability, and one of the top ten masters in the Ability Realm, happened to be inspecting the manor that day.

Deng Jun had just come up, and before the attack fell on the toothless old dao, he was subdued by Anthony's move.

"Haha, in this way, you are really unlucky!"

Zhang Long said with a smile.

"Damn, who said no, if it weren't for you, brother, I would definitely be killed by him this time."

Speaking of this, Deng Jun was both happy and angry.

There was a thick murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and he said ruthlessly: "This revenge, one day, I will return it with my own hands!" ”

"By the way, I have a doubt, everyone is a supernatural, why does Anthony have a pale silver lightning mark on his forehead?"

"It's Godhead!"

"That guy was lucky, deep in the Himalayas, he got half of the godhead of Thor, the god of thunder."

Deng Jun said, his words full of envy.

"What, Godhead?"

Zhang Long was shocked.

"That's right, not only the godhead in Western mythology, but also in our East, in recent years, there have also been various underworlds, heavenly court god tokens that have appeared in the world, and they have been obtained by the lucky ones."

"Why did these godheads, god-level tokens suddenly pop up?"

Zhang Long asked the doubts in his heart.

"I don't know, I just know that every time, whether it is the godhead or the god-level token, it will attract forces from all sides to fight."

Deng Jun said, continuing: "The toothless old Dao who was killed by you has two Heavenly Master Tokens in his hands, one of which he gave to Anthony as a price for taking him in and sheltering him, and the other one, Eh, should be in your hands now." ”

"Not only is it the Heavenly Master Token, but also the treasure of the Wudang Sect, and the True Martial Sword is also in my hands."

Zhang Long said.

"What, the True Martial Sword is also with you?"

Deng Jun said in surprise.

Zhang Long nodded, flipped his hand, and took out the Heavenly Master Token and the True Martial Sword.

"That, brother, it stands to reason that those who are destined to have divine weapons and treasures will get it, the Heavenly Master Token and the True Martial Sword are all you deserve, and you also saved my life, but, what, how to say it, this True Martial Sword, the meaning of this True Martial Sword is too ...... for our Wudang faction"

Deng Jun stared at the real martial sword in Zhang Long's hand with his eyes, scratching his ears and cheeks, excited and excited.

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Zhang Long directly stuffed the true martial sword into his hand and said, "It is true that those who are destined to get it are right, but I prefer to return it to its original owner." ”

It's just a real martial sword, to be honest, Zhang Long really doesn't like it.

Even if you really want to, with the crossing mutual aid group in hand, the next trading day, the transaction is just a handful.

Looking at the real martial sword in his hand, Deng Jun's eyes widened and he looked at Zhang Long in disbelief.

"Zhang, Brother Zhang Long, you, you really ......"

"In a word, it is difficult to chase the horse, and if the thing is returned to the original owner, the thing will be returned to the original owner!"

Zhang Long said with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you, I have sent more than 100 people up and down for my grandfather and our Wudang faction, thank you Brother Zhang Long."

Deng Jun held the True Martial Sword in his hand and bowed deeply to Zhang Long.

"By the way, Brother Zhang Long, please report your bank account number to me, although it is a bit vulgar to give money, and the real martial arts sword is not something that money can measure, but if I don't compensate you, I'm afraid that if I go back, I will be scolded by my grandfather."

Zhang Long: "It's not that exaggerated! ”

Deng Jun nodded and said: "It's such an exaggeration, there will be revenge, there will be revenge, it is our Deng family's ancestral training, I am the eldest son of the Deng family, although I am the first heir of the patriarch, but there are several competitors below me, I must not leave any handle for them, I know that you are not short of money, you can do me a favor!" ”

"Okay."

Zhang Long said, quoting his bank card number.

Then, Zhang Long saw Deng Jun pick up the landline in the room and make a phone call to go out.

Not long after, with a drip, Zhang Long's mobile phone rang, and when he picked it up, it was a remittance text message, prompting him that his account had arrived at one billion yuan.

One billion!

I'll go, this guy is really a local tyrant! (To be continued.) )