Chapter 453： Tang Mingli's plan

I nodded and said, "The blood is my ancestor. I have inherited this physique from him."

How smart is Tang Mingli, he immediately understood, holding my hand is gradually tightening: "I used to drink a medicine when I was five years old. My father said that the medicine can give me the talent to practice martial arts. Is that what it is..."

I struggled to nod again and said, "It gives you strength, but it also has sequelae."

Tang Mingli was silent. He finally understood why there was such a strange feeling when he saw me at first sight.

I feel that his body is getting cold, I am suddenly scared, afraid that he will leave me because of this.

"I, I still let you alone." I didn't dare to look at his eyes, turned and left, but he was caught by him.

I looked back and looked at him. He looked at me and said deeply: "Jun Yao, I don't want to be quiet, I want you."

I said a little embarrassed: "You don't blame me?"

"What do I blame for you?" Tang Mingli said. "If you don't have your blood, maybe I am just an ordinary white-collar worker who is going to work nine nights. I work for others every day, earning a small salary, and even the children's milk powder is not enough."

He paused and said: "And my father, I will live a long life, my mother will never get the recognition of the Tang family."

He firmly said: "If you let me choose, I will choose to drink the bottle of medicine."

I was relieved, but I felt a little bit in my heart. Sure enough, they all value strength.

He licked the mess in front of my forehead and said softly: "Jun Yao, are you worried that I am with you because of the sequela of drugs?" He paused and said, "You refused to accept it before. I, because of this?"

I didn't answer, I just felt a pain in my chest.

"What do you do with so much?" He smiled. "As long as we are in love, it is enough. To be honest, love is just the result of chemical reactions in the human body such as dopamine and norepinephrine. ”

He grabbed my shoulders and said, "So, don't think about it, I don't want to wake up one morning and see you leave me."

My sour heart gradually softened and warm, leaning gently against his chest.

This time, I don't want to let him go anymore.

"The banquet started, don't you go see the guest?" I asked.

He smiled softly: "This kind of banquet, the big master usually does not attend, but entrusts the head and face of the family to attend the reception. The grand priest is distinguished, but not everyone who wants to see can see."

He bowed his head and kissed me gently on my cheek and said, "What's more, I still have important things to do."

"what's up?"

He hooked his mouth and revealed a mysterious smile. He said, "Go to the people of Japan."

He quietly left the banquet, went to the former villa, the body of the Son of God, they have been quietly transported back to the Japanese, and announced that the Son of God has been seriously ill, died, and will hold a grand state funeral next month.

The death of the Son of God is an earth-shattering event in the Japanese nation, but the Azuma Grand Palace is well prepared and everything is properly arranged.

It is said that the people of the Japanese nation are very sad. They gather outside the shrine, holding white chrysanthemums in their hands, praying for their gods, and asking the Son of God to continue to protect them.

The person of the Azure Royal Palace gave Tang Mingli information, saying that he had already prepared a new identity for him. He could return to inherit the position of the Son of God at any time.

Tang Mingli responded only faintly, and Lingshi would return after getting the hand.

Before he came to the door, Xiaoze Xu opened the door and bowed respectfully, saying: "His God's Highness."

Tang Mingli Shen Sheng said: "Besides you, who else knows that I am the Son of God?"

Ozawa Suzuki bent over: "The Son of God is the highest secret. The shrine only knows that this is a Chinese person who does not know who it is. And the only thing that is won is that only the top people know." ""

"Very good." He took out a mask, put it on his face, raised his hand, and Xiaoze Xu II immediately retreated to the side. He strode into the house and stood several men in black.

These people are all masters of the six levels of power.

"I have seen the Son of God." Several people kneel down and bowed.

"You don't have to be polite." Tang Mingli took his hands and said with a cold face. "The time when the empire needs you is here. Tonight, if you don't succeed, you will become a benefactor."

"Yes!" Several people agreed, "I will not trust the trust of the Son of God."

Tang Mingli looked at the clock on the wall and said: "Very good, I will wait here for you to come back and give you a cup of celebration wine."

"Thank you, God!" After a few people promised, they disappeared into the place. Tang Mingli slowly sat down on the sand. Xiao Ze Xu immediately took his favorite Japanese sake and said, "There is a wise leader of the Son of God." We will be successful this time."

Tang Mingli took a sip of wine, and the look in his eyes became awkward: "Yes, I will succeed."

A train was passing between the mountains and forests. Nowadays, there is almost no sound in the train. There is only a gust of wind, and the leaves on both sides are squeaky.

This is the most common motor car on the land of China. The lights are lit up in the windows. The night is already deep. Most of the passengers have fallen asleep. They stay up all night and watch the domestic idol series with their mobile phones.

No one is present. In the last compartment of the train, there is a huge black box. The black box is specially made. No material can be seen, but it is black and shiny.

This is an alloy that has just been developed by China. It can completely insulate the aura. The box is filled with the best Lingshi excavated from Lingshi Mine.

However, these Lingshi are at most only Chinese, most of them are the next products. No one has thought that the best Lingshi has been dug up by me and Yin Wei.

Around the box, sitting on the four six-level masters, they are all sitting in danger, their faces are cold, like four big mountains, guarding this box of stone.

This box of Lingshi can pile up several great masters, and even pile up a **** level. Maybe a **** level is equivalent to a nuclear weapon. It is the foundation of a country.

Therefore, this box of Lingshi is more important than their lives.

However, at this time, a few black shadows appeared, and they jumped lightly on the top of the carriage without any sound.

One of them is the leader. He is a six-level psychic singer who puts an instrument on the top of the car and destroys the mental detector in the car.

This mental power detector is a sophisticated product, a specialty of China, that recognizes and blocks the mental power of the abilities.

And this thing that destroys the instrument is given by Tang Mingli. When the slap is the size, when it starts, it sticks out a suction cup from the inside and firmly nails it on the top of the carriage. When a wave of energy is swept, the instrument fails.

He nodded to the person behind him. The whole body was wrapped in black, and his face was wearing a black hood. One of the abilities took out a small black box and turned his hand on the roof. Immediately, a big hole appeared in the roof and the box was thrown away.

The big hole actually closed again.

As soon as the black box landed, it released a layer of black light. The Chinese abilities were shocked: "There is an enemy!"

When the words were not finished, they were swept away by the black light, and the whole body was shaken, and all fell to the ground.

Several six-level abilities were turned over by a black box.

The ecs who opened the hole before, opened a hole again, and the body slammed into it, jumped in, and the people behind it sneaked in.

As soon as they landed, they took out the psychic gun, knocked off several organs hidden in the compartment of the car, and then surrounded the black box, showing a greedy color in his eyes.

Lingshi! A stone full of boxes!

"These instruments given by the Son of God are really useful." The leader said, and took out a piece of instrument and put it on the box. The instrument lighted a layer of golden light, and the box shook. The ground is open.

They looked into the box and suddenly became shocked.

The box is full of boxes of pebbles!

"Not good, counted!" He immediately took out the walkie-talkie and shouted inside. "This is a trap, a trap, we counted!"

The voice did not fall, and the instrument that opened the box suddenly slammed a loud noise, swept it away, and swept all of them out.

Before they got up from the ground, the door of the carriage suddenly opened, and a group of fully armed Chinese abilities rushed in.

"Catch alive!"

At this time, among the villas in the suburbs of the city, Tang Mingli was sipping a sip of sake, which looked like a **** who had been immersed in Japanese culture for a long time.