"ha?"

Zhang Tong, who was hiding in the store and enjoying his meal, was stunned for a moment when he heard the angry roar.

Because the voice was very familiar to him, as if he had heard it somewhere.

After drinking two cans of Red Bull, Zhang Tong put a large number of Snickers bars into his pocket under Zhao Wende's resentful eyes.

Zhang Tong, who had recovered a lot of physical strength due to a large amount of energy replenishment, patted his pocket with satisfaction, then looked at Zhao Wende and said seriously:

"If we can survive today, I hope you are just an ordinary trapped person."

"You don't know anything about Hammer or me."

"As for your cousin and your aunt, I don't care what you do, you can never let them mention me."

"Do you get me?"

Looking at Zhang Tong's serious look, Zhao Wende didn't know what he realized.

I saw a flash of light in his eyes, and then he nodded heavily and patted his chest:

"Brother Tong, don't worry, I will definitely be your right-hand man."

"Although I'm not good at studying, I can definitely handle this matter well."

Looking at Zhao Wende, who looked serious, Zhang Tong nodded slightly.

Zhang Tong has no doubts about the IQ of this rich second generation.

So, he stuffed a Snickers bar into his mouth and walked towards the door of the store.

He reached out and made a move, and the hammer lying diagonally in the aisle flew into his hand.

The scene of picking up the hammer again made Zhao Wende so happy that he couldn't help but hold it all and put it on his chest:

"Brother Tong, come on."

Zhang Tong looked back at him and said helplessly:

"I don't need you to call 666, I want to live more than you do."

As he spoke, Zhang Tong's figure became blurry under the cover of illusion.

Standing silently in front of the glass guardrail stained with blood and broken flesh, Zhang Tong looked up at the roof of the building.

I saw that the transparent glass ceiling on the top of the building had been completely broken at some point, and the cold icy rain was beating randomly into the shopping mall.

Beyond the broken glass, with the dim light outside, Zhang Tong could vaguely see a sturdy figure standing there.

An ordinary undershirt, bulging out with bulging muscles.

The figure full of power looked condescendingly below.

"There are other extraordinary beings officially in Mingyang City?"

"Or is this a wild supernatural being passing by?"

Opening the Yin and Yang Eyes, Zhang Tong could clearly see that there was a cold force surrounding that person.

It is a kind of power that is even colder than Qiu Yu. Judging from the aura, it is definitely one of the powers contained in the spiritual world.

Such a discovery made Zhang Tong's expression become solemn.

How many extraordinary people have appeared in the small city of Mingyang?

Bai Huiya, a Taoist priest, Wang Xinyao, a mysterious ghost, an unknown extraordinary... and Xiang Youming!

Thinking of Xiang Youming, Zhang Tong subconsciously looked at Xiang Youming who was standing there shaking.

He could clearly feel that a deep force seemed to be surging towards his body, making his shaky body about to break some limit!

"Soldier?"

"By practicing exercises and improving physical fitness, can ordinary people break through certain limits between life and death, even if they don't use formulas to improve their essence?"

"It seems that Xiang Youming's talent is better than mine? Otherwise, why didn't I enter this limit-breaking state?"

Realizing that the power of the spiritual world was strengthening in some unknown way...or contaminating Xiang Youming's body, Zhang Tong shook his head slightly, feeling no envy in his heart.

Let alone such a talent, so what if the talent is close to that of a demon? So what if it is backed by the power of the state machine?

The progress of the extraordinary game is in your own hands, and you can completely reach the current perfect state before continuing the game.

In a 100-meter race, I ask you to run 99 meters first, but you have to wait for me at the finish line anyway.

"But sometimes you really can't help yourself with this kind of thing."

However, when Zhang Tong thought about the reason why he continued playing the game last time, he shook his head helplessly.

After all, there is still a certain gap between ideal and reality, even in the world of extraordinary beings.

Just as Zhang Tong was observing the scene, the sturdy figure on the fourth floor suddenly moved!

With a push of his legs, he jumped directly from the height of the fourth floor.

Amid the torrential rain, a sturdy figure jumped down.

The height of the fourth floor!

If you dare to jump directly from this height, you are either a fool or you are really capable!

Zhang Tong looked at the mysterious transcendent with a solemn expression. In his sight, the rain in the air seemed to be affected by some mysterious force, gathering together and rolling back towards the figure.

The impact of the cold water greatly eased the mysterious and extraordinary falling speed.

Even under the powerful impact of the flowing water, he followed the incredible falling trajectory and kicked on the edge of the fourth floor, relieving a lot of force.

After repeated repetitions, the sturdy figure finally knelt firmly on the ground in a standard superhero posture.

The cold autumn rain wet all his clothes, and his streamlined and explosive muscles were displayed in front of everyone.

There seemed to be an indescribable aura about him, which made the fierce ghost be cautious.

In the pouring rain, a white-haired and bald man with unusual appearance slowly stood up, and an old face appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Qin Aiguo? Why aren't you here?"

"You don't want your life?!"

As soon as she saw that familiar face, Wang Xinyao couldn't help but exclaimed anxiously.

It seems that if Qin Aiguo comes here rashly, his life will be in danger.

When Qin Aiguo heard this, a calm smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life. He glanced at the shaky Xiang Youming and said unhurriedly:

"If I don't come here, you two young people will die here."

"You guys...you really don't want your life."

"If your uncle hadn't felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the police station, you might have been dead by now."

In the understatement, Qin Aiguo seems to have a fearless indifference.

Zhang Tong on the second floor was shocked!

He really knows that Qin Aiguo!

It was none other than Uncle Qin from Longhu Reservoir!

That Uncle Qin who once worked as a concierge at the university, returned to his hometown after retirement, and was even enshrined in the Water Ghost Temple.

"What the hell?"

"Uncle Qin from the gods?"

Even at this moment, Tianbao Shopping Center is still shrouded in fear, and Zhang Tong still has a confused expression on his face.

Zhang Tong's eyes were full of doubts when he thought of Uncle Qin descending from the sky like a god descending to earth.

Why did Uncle Qin, who was watching the reservoir at Longhu Reservoir, turn into a supernatural being inexplicably?
Chapter completed!