A huge area, a combination of Chinese and Western style building, in front of the gate, parked a lot of various high-end cars, around the building, there are people patrolling 24 hours a day, before and after the two gates, there are more than 20 real guns and ammunition soldiers, day and night waiting, so that ordinary people, do not dare to approach here at all.

Today's presidential palace is full of lights and is particularly lively, and ambassadors to China from various countries and top figures in high society have come here to attend the birthday banquet of the president's wife.

Unlike the Red Alliance, the White Alliance is the ruler of China recognized by all governments, although the weak country has no diplomacy, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the president's wife celebrates her birthday.

I have to say that this is also a kind of sadness, think about the hundreds of years ago when all countries came to the dynasty and were known as the heavenly states, but now, they have fallen to the current situation, glory and glory, has become a thing of the past.

The sky gradually darkened, drizzle, but the presidential palace is becoming more and more lively, wearing slim suits, suave men, wearing gorgeous long skirts, skirts mopping the floor, graceful and luxurious ladies, as if it is the norm of the upper class society who is drunk with paper and gold.

Gu Zhongzheng's wife, wearing a slim cheongsam, is talking to a few blonde and blue-eyed foreigners, although Gu Zhongzheng's wife is a woman, but the woman does not let the eyebrows, very means, some communication with foreigners, Gu Zhongzheng is to let his wife deal with it, usually can be handled perfectly.

Marble paved floor, Western-style ceiling lamp, flickering lights, bizarre light, people can't help but dazzle, in the corner, Miyamoto Tokichen holding a cup of tea, drinking unhurriedly, and the surrounding ambiguous and crazy atmosphere, forming a particularly sharp contrast, there is a kind of transcendent charm in the world.

Next to Miyamoto Tokiaki, there was also a tall white man, strong as a brute bear, like an iron tower, giving people a sense of absolute power.

Miyamoto was drinking tea, and this man, who was as strong as a bear, drank boiled water, and I have to say that in this banquet, these two people are extremely different.

Although these two people are very different, but they didn't come to talk to these two, some people recognized the identities of these two people, knew that these two people were not the same kind of people as them, and some people simply felt that these two were not easy to mess with, so they didn't want to ask for trouble, after all, none of them who could participate in this banquet were simple people.

"Miyamoto Shichen, I didn't expect you to come to Huaxia too, could it be that you are also like me, for the supernatural power mastered by Huaxia King Daoming?!" A tall white man, who speaks fluent Japanese and has a sparkle in his eyes, is very unusual.

When Miyamoto heard this, his eyes flashed, and he said: "Adams, I am indeed here for Wang Daoming of Huaxia, but not for the supernatural power in your mouth, he killed my disciple Liu Shengyue!" ”

"As for supernatural powers, there are no gods and demons in the world, how can there be any supernatural powers?!" Miyamoto was a little puzzled.

Adams is the number one master in the Eagle Country, his physical strength surpasses the limits of human beings, and he can sweep a forty-centimeter steel pillar with one punch, but in a fight five years ago, he lost to Miyamoto Tokito.

During these five years, Adams traveled around the world, trying to find a way to defeat Miyamoto Tokito, and finally set his sights on the supernatural powers of Huaxia.

Adams didn't hide it, took a sip of the boiled water in the cup, and said solemnly: "I heard that Wang Daoming of Huaxia can hold iron into mud, in the past half a year, I have studied the most mysterious Daozang in Huaxia, the source of supernatural power, and found that there is a little stone into gold, fingers into steel and other magical powers, Wang Daoming's grasp of iron into mud, maybe it is one of the spells!" ”

Adams obviously heard that Wang Daoming was holding iron into mud on the Yangtze River, and directly pinched Lin Qianjun's spear, thinking that it was supernatural power, so he said such things.

When Miyamoto heard this, he knew that Adams was fooled by the same set in Chinese culture, and when he saw these things in his early years, he almost believed them.

As for holding iron into mud, Miyamoto Shichen thinks to himself, if he prepares in advance and bursts out with all his strength, he can also make the effect of holding iron into mud, in his opinion, Wang Daoming's martial arts should not be as divine as the legend, martial arts to this point to him, he already knows that people's strength has a limit after all, even if he practices martial arts into immortals, it is impossible to be much stronger than him!

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Gu Zhongzheng finally appeared, he was busy with affairs, and he hurried over halfway through the banquet, and as Gu Zhongzheng arrived, the banquet became more and more lively.

In the corner, Miyamoto kept his eyes on Gu Zhongzheng, and he was puzzled, he could see that Gu Zhongzheng clearly did not know martial arts, but at this moment, Gu Zhongzheng gave him a very strange feeling, that was a sense of strength.

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The autumn rain is flying, the more and more it falls, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians in the capital, Wang Daoming is walking on the empty street with his hands on his back, and the rain is close to his body an inch away, it is bounced away by an invisible energy, which is already the realm of wind and rain.

Wang Daoming walked towards the presidential palace, step by step, no one found Wang Daoming's abnormality, even if someone saw Wang Daoming, they directly looked away, and did not stay on Wang Daoming, as if Wang Daoming did not exist at all.

In front of the presidential palace, more than 20 soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition stood in front of the door, not to mention assassins, even a fly could not fly in, but Wang Daoming walked in from the eyes of more than 20 soldiers so generously, and everyone seemed to have not seen Wang Daoming.

This is a kind of strange power generated after the ninth consciousness is fused with the mysteries of the Yuan Demon's mind, if you really want to calculate it, this is a kind of hypnosis, Wang Daoming distorted the five senses of these people with his own thoughts.

The landing is silent, treading water without traces, in the Western-style hall, the banquet is still in full swing, the door of the hall is ajar, Wang Daoming walked in directly, the men and women who are addicted to the atmosphere of the banquet, none of them noticed the arrival of Wang Daoming, an uninvited guest.

On the gramophone in the hall, a melodious tune is playing, and Gu Zhong is holding his wife, chatting with a blonde foreigner.

There were still twenty steps away from Gu Zhongzheng, Wang Daoming finally made a move, and a drop of water flew out of Wang Daoming's fingertips, like a bullet, the speed was extremely fast, but there was no trace, and there was no killing intent.

"An dare!"

But at this moment, a violent shout suddenly sounded, if the heaven and earth thundered, the glass of the hall could not stop trembling, the sky swirled, everyone only felt as if a demon god suddenly woke up, the demon power was regrettable, shocking.