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"Do you know that there is a race in this world that everyone can kill?"

As soon as Second Mister finished speaking, everyone raised their eyebrows.

"Exactly."

Hearing this, everyone finally understood why Second Mister wanted them all to gather together.

Second Young Master wanted to choose one of the many people to contact the official dragon-group.

It was just that no one present was willing to come into contact with dragon-group, because dragon-group was a stranger to them. Not only would they push him out of their way in battle, he also didn't know if dragon-group was strong or not, or if she would be a burden to them.

Second Mister's hawk-like gaze swept across everyone's face.

Second Mister first looked at Fifth Mister and said, "Mei Jiao, your bewitching technique has always been very magical. However, the other party is an undead so it's not very useful. Therefore, I won't mention your name."

Although Wu Zhangkong was still smiling coquettishly, he let out a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart. No one was willing to work with the Dragon Clan alone.

Second Mister then looked at Sixth Mister, Seventh Mister, Ninth Mister, Mr. X and said: "Old Six's fist technique is strong, but his strength is not enough to fight against undead race; Seventh Brother's Thunderbolt Palm and Phantom Shadow Steps are like ghosts and lightning, but the opponent itself is like a ghost, a little like a fake ghost meeting a real ghost; Old Nine is using a spear, so he's a suitable candidate, but he doesn't dare to kill people; Tenth Brother is too young, I'm afraid that he might not be able to perfectly integrate with dragon-group's group …"

Hence, all of the gentlemen, including the Second Young Master, looked towards Xue Yang.

Xue Yang laughed helplessly, and thought: Second Master, I think you already have a candidate in your heart, right? Well, the more capable a man is, the more burden he has on his shoulders. I will just have to tire this time. Who told me to be so curious about the big boss now? Moreover, undead race and I can be considered to have some grudges, this time we can treat it as a revenge with grudges, just that I don't know if I can meet that girl Bai Xiaohui.

At this time, Second Master spoke up: "Mr. XI, even though you have just joined the Hundred Ghosts, you have contributed greatly by eliminating Old Third's tumor. Furthermore, the Mr. Four has been full of praise for you. "Therefore, I believe that this heavy responsibility must fall on your shoulders."

Xing Lele and Gao Mingjie looked at Xue Yang gloatingly.

Xue Yang glared at them, as if he wanted to punch them in the eye. Then, he smiled towards Mr. Er and said: "When Big Boss is not around, Mr. Second is our boss. Since Second Young Master has said so, of course Xue Yang cannot decline. Furthermore, with the rise and fall of our country, I am responsible. I will fight to the end for my country against the evil forces of the undead race! "

… ….

Xue Yang told Lady Boss Song Yu that he would go out to settle some matters, and then stepped onto the train that would take him to the Capital.

Xue Yang was going to meet up with the dragon-group in the imperial city.

This was the first time Xue Yang had visited the imperial city, and his heart was filled with curiosity and excitement.

After all, the imperial city was the capital of China.

This is the right of China.

The center of economy and prosperity.

There are the most beautiful women in the country.

There are some of the richest people in the country.

There were the most bureaucrats in the country!

This was also the largest city in China!

In the Eastsea City, even the strongest Carver was only a popularly renowned figure, but in the imperial city, there was an even more powerful Carver, as well as an even more powerful expert. Even the four great clans of the imperial city that Xue Yang had come in contact with were all in the imperial city.

Xue Yang had a huge grudge with the Ye Family, one of the four great families of the imperial city.

At the same time, Xue Yang also knew a beautiful woman.

Xue Yang got to know this beautiful woman when he was competing in engraving s with the Deep Sea Group.

When Xue Yang left, the beautiful woman gave him a name card.

Zhang Meijiao.

Founder of Vogue Media Group.

Those who were able to open a group were all extraordinary people.

But Xue Yang did not contact Zhang Mei Jiao because he had important tasks to complete.

Because it was only the beginning of autumn, the air above the train was stuffy and hot. Many people were lazily lying on the seats, unwilling to speak or move about, afraid that they would perspire in this unair-conditioned compartment.

Xue Yang, who had Dragon Mark Realm cultivation, would naturally not feel burdened while sitting in this carriage. However, the grandfather-grandson pair in front of him did not have such ability.

The fact that this old man was covered in sweat was not particularly pitiful, because he was actually wearing a Chinese tunic in this kind of weather. But what was surprising was that even though he was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and his face was covered in sweat, he looked calm and steady like Mt. Tai.

He sat there like a calm mountain. He was clearly resting with his eyes closed, yet he gave others a feeling of might without anger.

This grandson was his granddaughter, a young girl around sixteen to seventeen years old. She wore hot denim pants and a white vest, revealing her skin that was as white as a lamb's fat. However, at this moment, her beautiful face that brimmed with the aura of youth was filled with annoyance.

"Grandfather, let's not even talk about flying, just flying here in a helicopter is a natural thing. I don't understand why we should be squeezed into such a hot car on such a hot day. The train is the hottest car I've ever been in. "

Hearing this young girl's words, the surrounding people all cast interested gazes at her because this girl's tone was simply too arrogant.

It was one thing to fly. After all, airfare could be bought, but what were they doing? Why would they need helicopters to pick them up?

Are they still rich?

If they were truly rich, why would they come to the train to suffer?

The old man didn't blame her after hearing his granddaughter's words. Instead, he nodded in approval and smiled, "Of course we can use other methods to return home easily, but if you can't even endure this little bit of suffering, how can you fulfill your dream? You should know that there are two realms in life, one is pain without words, and the other is laughter without words. "

Pain without words.

He laughed without a word.

Xue Yang's interest was piqued by the grandfather-grandson pair's perspective.

This was really quite a good discourse.

After the young girl heard this, even though her small mouth was adorably pouting as if an oil pot could be hung, she did not say anything else in the end. She also followed her grandfather to learn pain without saying a word.

An interesting grandfather-grandson pair.

Just as Xue Yang was sighing with emotion, a voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

At this moment, just as the train arrived at a transition station, a lot of people were rushing towards the train.

Many people entered this ordinary carriage, and one of them stopped in front of Xue Yang.

"Oi, this old man, I'll take your seat, go sit in the back."

The one who spoke was a man with glossy hair and a face like a fan.

This man had a very handsome face, and no matter where he was, he could be rated as handsome. However, the arrogance on his face made people feel disgusted.

Moreover, in his arms was a beautiful woman with heavy makeup and a flirtatious posture.

Anyone who had been on the train would know that the whole operation of the common carriage was only two or three seats away from each other. Two seats were in a group of three seats. Xue Yang was sitting on two seats near the exit while the person beside the window was a teenager who was sleeping with earphones on.

There were three seats opposite of Xue Yang's. The one near the window was empty, the old man was seated in the middle, and the girl was sitting in the outer seat.

The seat indicated by this man was precisely the seat that the old man was seated at.

When the old man heard this, he narrowed his eyes at the man and raised his white eyebrows. "Didn't your family teach you how to speak?"

"What do you care what I say?"

The handsome man glared and shouted, "Your position is 135 and mine is 134 and 133. He had thought that the two seats were in the same group, but he hadn't expected that he would be in the other group. My girlfriend and I want to sit together and let you have a seat, okay? "

The man's tone was rather arrogant.

The old man laughed coldly and actually ignored him.

Xue Yang thought: This old man has a rather tough personality.

Seeing the old man ignore him, the elegant man was immediately angered. At this moment, everyone in the carriage was looking at him and even his woman was looking at him. He couldn't even deal with an old man. This was too embarrassing.

The handsome man was so angry that he slammed his palm on the table in the middle of the room.

This time, the table was actually broken.

The drink, melon seeds, trash and other items on the table fell to the floor.

Everyone was shocked.

Although the table was made of plastic, it was supported by an iron rod. Even if a weightlifter came over, he might not be able to smash the table with a single slap. Yet this man could do it.