Billionaire God of War

At present, Mr. Lang has his own purpose, and this old urchin seems to have nothing to do with Mr. Lang.

The enemy of the enemy can be regarded as a friend for the time being. Jiangning will not easily believe the old urchin until he knows his details.

The old urchin has been living in Jidao martial arts school for a while.

He didn't mind that Jiangning arranged all the masters to live near him, and there were a large number of people around the martial arts school. Once he had any misdeeds, those people would not hesitate to stop him with their own lives.

This is what the old urchin felt.

A city, with such cohesion and unity, is just to protect some ordinary people, those ordinary people.

The old urchin seems to be mentally like a child, playful and changeable, but he is not stupid.

Even when he wanted to go out, he asked several people to follow him.

"Follow me, or how can that boy rest assured?"

"Hurry up, there will be no food if you go late!"

"Oh, you are not as good as a child when you run. Are you hungry?"

……

If that child is him, few people can match him.

The old urchin had fun. In a short time, he didn't play with the sect leaders and disciples in the martial arts school. Instead, he had fun with their children and grandchildren.

He's an old urchin. He hasn't grown up, but no one ever dares to laugh at him. Even the 60 year old headmaster is called a little kid by him. Who dares?

On the other side.

Jiangning has asked Zhao to open Skynet and stare at every place in the world.

Even in the Middle East battlefield, he asked ALFY to go back and stare at him, and he didn't dare to miss anything.

Mr. Lang's current whereabouts are unknown. After being seriously injured, it will take some time to recover. However, Jiangning will not think that Mr. Lang will honestly hide and wait for the injury to recover.

He must know that there is an old urchin waiting to kill him!

How can such a cunning person wait to die?

Just as Jiangning thought, Mr. Lang could not wait to die. When he chose to return to the mountain gate, he was ready to face the old urchin.

Not only the old urchins, but also other people, the old guys, must know that they are back.

If he had not been afraid of them, Mr. Lang would have come back by himself!

But now, he has no choice, he can only come back, even if he betrayed these people in those years and made them pay a very heavy price. It is absolutely a near death to come back now, but he must come back.

"Wake up one."

Mr. Lang opened his eyes and recovered quickly. For ordinary people, it's incredible.

He moved his muscles and bones for a while, which did not affect his hands.

"There are still a few. It's estimated that it will take some time. It's just like God's plan."

He gave a smile, with a trace of irony and disdain in the laughter, "fortunately, this one woke up, amnesia, I'm afraid he can't remember who he is."

But Mr. Lang knew that the man must remember himself, must remember, must kill himself!

He got up, that face is very ordinary, walking in the crowd, no one will find his existence.

He changed his face again. The previous one had been destroyed in the explosion. Now, his fair skin and even his pupils have become dark blue, just like a blonde foreigner.

Coming out of the mountains, Mr. Lang went directly to the largest city in North America and found the largest underground circle in the area.

In the casino.

There is strong cigarette smoke everywhere, which makes people's nose numb.

"To whom?"

Seeing Mr. Lang coming in, someone immediately came forward and asked, "this kind of private gambling house only serves the people in their own organization." outsiders are not allowed to come in. Are all the people outside dead? Won't they be stopped? "

"Click!"

Mr. Lang stretched out his hand and clasped his neck. His voice was hoarse. "I'm looking for you, the most effective speaker!"