Three days later, Celestial Dragon City.

This city is not named after the Celestial Dragons, but because the Celestial Dragons are named after the city, indicating that it has completely controlled the city.

It's hard to imagine that a gang controls a big city with a population of millions of people, and even a hidden place is not so easy to do, unless it's like Xuantian City, a town founded by Xuantian Sect itself, but there is no absolute certainty that it can be controlled.

It can be imagined how powerful the Tianlong Evil Monk, the leader of the Tianlong Gang, is. The Qin clan only has military power in this city, and the officials who govern it must be approved by the Tianlong Gang. In just a few decades, Tianlong City has been run by the Tianlong Gang.

Now that Wu Ming has come to this city, he approached the restaurant with a small glass hand in his hand, followed by a middle-aged man, this man has a hideous Shura mask on his face, even in the daytime, it will scare people at first glance, that mask is not just a simple face with big eyes and green fangs, it looks lifelike, it is simply a demon who came out of hell.

And what is very interesting about this person is that he had a name called Wang Batian three days ago, but now he has changed his name to Shura, and he has no name, just a follower. However, the person he followed was not Wu Ming, but the little girl Liuli. In his words, Wu Ming spared his life, not because of Wu Ming's compassion, but because of Liuli. And if there is anything else in this world that is worthy of his nostalgia to live, only Liuli!

He is willing to turn into a ghost and protect Liuli. If anyone wants to touch the glass, unless he's dead!

Someone who should have died. But because of this promise to stay behind Liuli, Wu Ming even exchanged the pill for him to treat his injuries. No matter how evil he was before, there is only one atoned for his sins now. Although he didn't follow him, Wu Ming didn't mind in the slightest, as long as he could protect Liuli.

This angelic child deserves the protection of too many people.

If it is nothing to be recognized by Wu Ming and Wang Batian, then what about being recognized by the witch god and Ao Tian?

Three days ago, due to the battle in the town, the news of Wu Ming's entry into the WTO spread like long wings, and it was only three days. Wu Ming could hear this rumor everywhere he went. If Wu Ming still had a name but no reality before, now he is famous because of that war.

Defeating Wang Batian, the deputy leader of the Tianlong Gang, is not a trivial matter. Although Wang Batian is not on the black list, his strength is also recognized by the people in the rivers and lakes. How strong is the strength. Everyone's psychology is counted. It's not that he can't be on the black list. It's that he didn't even want to be on the list.

The golden tomahawk is fifty-seven on the weapons spectrum!

The top ten weapons have long become legends on the rivers and lakes. It is rumored that as long as someone can get one of them, even a martial artist in the acquired realm may be able to confront the strongest martial artist on the black and white list, but unfortunately it has already dissipated in this vast land countless years ago. And most of the weapons in the back are in the hands of the Great Gate Sect, like Wang Batian's golden battle axe, which is already a very small exception.

No one is unconvinced by the ranking on the weapon spectrum. The score compiled by Bai Xiaosheng was personally approved by their leader, the Old Man of Tianji. Although no one has seen this old man who only exists in legends, his martial arts are superb, and his unfathomable prowess has been recognized by many strong people. If there are still people in the world who can soar, then in addition to Huang Zuming, it is this extremely mysterious old man.

The golden battle axe has been completely blackened by Wang Batian, and it looks similar to an ordinary Xuantie giant axe, and no one suspects that this man with the Shura mask is Wang Batian, who shocked the world three days ago. That Wang Batian had died three days ago, and now some of them are ghost-faced Shura.

In the welcome building, Wu Ming found a table by the window and sat with Liuli, and Wang Batian stood silently behind Liuli.

"Uncle, you can sit down too. Ruri blinked with big eyes and a smile on her face, looking very good. It's just that today's glass is still a little thin, and the eight-year-old glass looks like a six-year-old child.

Liuli spoke, and Wang Batian sat down silently.

Wu Ming also knew that Wang Batian only listened to Liuli, even if he killed him, he wouldn't care about a penny.

Waiting for the wine and food to be served, Wu Ming ate the glass first, and he was not in a hurry.

"Where is the headquarters of the Tianlong Gang?" Wu Ming didn't look at Wang Batian while holding the dishes, but just asked.

In the past three days, Wang Batian rarely spoke, and sometimes he wouldn't answer when Wu Ming talked to him, but occasionally answered Liuli's words, and most of the time he kept silent.

"Do you want to kill him?" Wang Batian opened his mouth, a strong smell of blood erupted, and then he waved his hand again, as if he was afraid of affecting Liuli.

Wu Ming nodded and said, "Well, I want to ask him for something, and kill him by the way." Although I'm not a young man, but because of Wang Batian's death, it is impossible for him to let me go, rather than waiting for him to come to the door, it is better for me to take the initiative to send it, what do you say?"

"As long as she has nothing to do, whatever you want!" Wang Batian heard Wu Ming say that he was 'dead', and his mood did not fluctuate at all, as if he was talking about someone else.

I have repaid your kindness with my life, and now I am just her servant, the ghost Shura!

Wang Batian, no, it should be said that it is Shura, a scene from decades ago once again appeared in his mind, bloody killing, dozens of big men wantonly slaughtering, raping and looting in a small mountain village, a young man in white who was only a teenager hiding in a water tank looked at those big men in horror, looked at the screaming father and brother, and the crying mother and sister, the younger sister was only thirteen years old

Not long after those people left, a white-clothed monk appeared, and his god-like figure is still unforgettable. The first thing he said was not in Buddhist language, but he asked himself with a smile: Why didn't I stop and kill them?

He didn't understand, he just looked at this monk who was no more than ten years older than himself, and didn't understand what he was going to say.

The white-clothed monk stretched out his hand and pulled him out, looking at the corpses and blood all over the courtyard, he said lightly: "This world is like this, if you don't have enough strength, you don't have to think about living a peaceful life." If you are strong enough, your parents will not die, and your relatives will still be alive and well. However, you don't! This world is dirty, and the power of the Buddha alone is not enough to make this world beautiful, so there are angry eyes and arhats, and there are the eight heavenly dragons! If the Buddha can't save sentient beings, then let me destroy sentient beings! Are you willing to be my Shura?"

The boy did not hesitate in the slightest.

That scene often appeared in his dreams for decades.

Shura, now I have become Shura, but not for you! Wang Batian sighed in his heart, looking at the glass who was serving vegetables for himself, all the thoughts in his heart were put aside, and his heart was firm. In this life, I only live to protect her!

After eating, Wu Ming stroked Liuli's little head: "Liuli is waiting for the big brother here, the big brother has something to do, and he will come back later." ”

"Well, Liuli will be very obedient and wait for the big brother to come back. Liuli nodded firmly, the serious expression on her red fluttering little face looked cute, and her slender eyelashes flickered, looking a little crystal clear. (To be continued......)