"Uncle Tang, see you tomorrow!"

"Uncle Tang, Uncle Tang, next time I will tell the story of the Great Demon King!"

The boys and girls in school uniforms walked out of the school gate, smiling and looking back to say hello, with an unfinished expression on their faces.

"Remember to do your homework when you go back, otherwise Uncle Tang won't tell you stories!"

Tang Ze held the thermos cup and leaned against the door of the security room and beckoned to them.

The resolute face is full of vicissitudes, but he can't hide his radiant eyes, his skin is not as fair as when he was young, but it can be vaguely seen from his facial features that he was also a romantic figure when he was young.

Seeing a few middle school students leave, Tang Ze slowly moved out of a bench, watching the long legs of the college beauty Bai Huahua continue to pass by, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's still good for the earth." ”

Summer is such a season full of benefits, especially like Bauhinia College, middle school and university joint study, and finance and art departments, beautiful women are like clouds, it is simply a man's paradise.

But Tang Ze chose this place for another reason.

Seven years ago, at the age of sixteen, he was chosen to participate in the cruel game of the main god.

After 100,000 worlds of reincarnation, Tang Ze, who defeated all enemies and became the strongest demon king, finally killed the main god.

When he broke through the main god space and returned to the earth, he found that only seven years had passed, and he cried with joy thinking that he could finally return to his beloved, but he didn't expect that his body would become a fifty-eight-year-old man.

The power of killing gods is still there, as long as he wants to, he can even snap his fingers to destroy the universe, but he just can't change back to his original appearance.

The plot is quite bloody, and the reality is quite cruel.

He tried all kinds of methods, and even tried to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but this low-level aura was useless for his demon god body, and he couldn't change it back even if he sucked the earth dry!

Stumped, you can only be the strongest old man in the universe?

When he was angry, he plunged headlong into the ground, not wanting to crash into the core of the earth, and found a golden river, in which the life energy of the planet flowed, which turned out to be the "dragon vein" in the ancient books.

The "dragon energy" contained in it can barely meet Tang Ze's requirements.

And this Bauhinia Academy happens to be built on a node formed by the convergence of several dragon veins.

Tang Ze stayed here, as for why he chose to be a security guard, it was purely because the security guard was very idle......

"Uncle Tang, your imagination is really rich, those immortal emperors, demon kings or something, how did you come up with them!"

The one who spoke was a rural child with a public face, black and thin, quite honest, Tang Ze's partner and loyal listener, his name was Lu Ren.

Tang Ze smiled, went into the house and filled the thermos cup with hot water and sprinkled two handfuls of wolfberries.

“...... And Uncle Tang, other people's stories are all evil and invincible, why are you the demon king winning every time here?"

Tang Ze lay on the chair and stretched comfortably: "Who stipulates that the demon king is evil? Besides, you Uncle Tang and I are the big demon king, if I lose the battle, can I still talk to you here?"

The young man obviously didn't believe it, so he smiled and went out to work.

Tang Ze lowered his head and took a sip of tea, squinting his eyes to feel the dragon qi that was constantly pouring into his body, and smacked his lips with satisfaction for a long time.

"Well, add some angelica next time, and the effect should be better......"

......

At night, the campus gradually quieted down, Tang Ze took Lu Ren, and two shared bicycles were patrolling one after the other.

In fact, the area they managed had already finished patrolling, but Tang Ze didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and walked around the academy several times.

Bauhinia Academy is one of the top aristocratic schools in South China, covering an area of nearly 10 million square meters, and it is more than ten kilometers around a week.

Lu Ren relied on the bones of his body that had been doing farm work since he was a child, and he held on for two hours, and his leg was about to be broken, but the old man in front of him was so good that he stepped on the bicycle so loudly that he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping!

"Whew...... Uncle Tang, it's eleven o'clock, let's go back......"

"Can't ride? Man, how can you do it if you don't last long. Tang Ze stopped the car, but he didn't sweat at all, "You go back first, anyway, I don't live in the dormitory on Friday." ”

Lu Ren looked at Tang Ze who was creaking away, and there was a burst of despair in his heart, how could he not even compare to an old man, he was stumped...... Am I really kidney deficient?

After going around half a circle alone, Tang Ze arrived at the bamboo forest path in the south, which is the famous "Lover's Forest" of Purple Mountain College.

In this scorching summer, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and there are always young men and women who like excitement in the park, releasing themselves and wanting to resonate with heaven and earth.

This kind of behavior is generally referred to as ...... Jungler.

In the bamboo forest dozens of meters away, three obscene young people are surrounding them, looking at their appearance, they are obviously not students, big gold chains and small watches, smell the smell, and really have a barbecue on their bodies!

From the gap, Tang Ze saw a girl sitting on the ground, the girl was obviously struggling, but her voice was a little weak, not normal.

"You-I'm going home, let me go!"

"Big brother, I didn't expect this girl to be so beautiful, but I can't just let it go!"

"That's, our eldest brother's peach blossom luck, I didn't say it. Big brother, go straight on, right?"

At the instigation of the two younger brothers, the eldest brother swallowed his saliva, obviously unable to hold it anymore, and said while unleashing: "You go and let go of the wind, Lao Tzu will call you when he is done!"

Everything is in Tang Ze's eyes, of course he knows what happened, but what does this have to do with me?

The demon god who has been killed from thousands of reincarnations, if he still retains the mentality of a bad person, it is too fake.

After this half lap, go back to sleep!

"Stop!"

The two thugs heard the crunching sound and blocked the front of the bike.

The person who came raised his mobile phone, and when he saw the security uniform, he was startled at first, and then found that it was actually an old man in his fifties or sixties, and a trace of ruthlessness suddenly appeared.

"Hey, this road doesn't work, let me go where it comes from!"

In their eyes, Tang Ze is just an ordinary old man, probably having relatives at school, so they arranged for an idle errand like a security guard, and they would be scared if they were scared.

Tang Ze looked ahead, with no expression on his face: "I still have half a lap left, and I have to finish riding." ”

The two thugs glanced at each other, and the yellow-haired thug took out a switchblade from his waist, and said angrily: "Old man, tell you to get out of here, right, believe it or not, Lao Tzu TM abolished you?"

In order to reflect his ferocity, the switchblade windmill in his hand turned around his fingertips.

Huang Mao is a rookie in this area of gangsters, known as the fast knife junior, and his famous stunt is a good switchblade, it is no exaggeration to say that if he doesn't or eat, he can turn for a year and never miss!

Xiao San's eyes showed a fierce light, pressing step by step, and said with a cruel smile: "Old man, if I go down with this knife, you may die ......"

Smack.

There was a soft sound, the sound of a switchblade falling to the ground.

The two thugs looked at the switchblade on the ground in disbelief, and the quick knife junior actually had a time to miss?

Suddenly, the thug next to him sat down on the ground, his face was pale as if he had seen a ghost, and he pointed at Xiao San tremblingly, and his voice was squeezed out from the depths of his throat: "Hand...... Your hands ......"

Xiao San lowered his head blankly, only to see that his two hands were broken from his wrists, the blood reflected the moonlight, and the muscles and bones were exposed and the cut marks were neat like a work of art.

"You missed. ”

In the moonlight, Tang Ze was laughing.