Old Wang smiled meaningfully, as if he had found a hard worker, but Fang Zong shook hands decisively, afraid that Old Wang would not agree.
Then he turned around and left.
"I'll arrange a plane for you..."
"No need, the distance is so short, I can just take a passenger plane."
Haijin City is not far from Kamijyo, the capital of the Eastern Kingdom.
Furthermore, as an international metropolis, there are also flights between Haijin City and Kamijyo City.
"Master, to Beijing Airport."
He landed on the road outside Anmen Square, causing a stir among passersby. Fang Zong walked quickly, instantly disappearing from their sight, and hailed a taxi fifty meters away.
After getting on the bus, I closed my eyes for a short rest, trying to suppress my excitement.
In terms of strength, Fang Zong has made rapid progress, which has frightened many people. However, Fang Zong himself knows that the rate at which his strength is increasing is not as terrifying as people imagine.
Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo will soon become powerful experts at the skill level.
Moreover, there are the Yin-Yang Path and the Nine Heavens Rebirth Group. Bai Su said that the Nine Heavens Rebirth Group is not as strong as the Yin-Yang Path, but what about Bai Su herself?
In just one month, he went from a novice to a top-level expert at the eighth level of the Dharma.
This is the effect of a strong foundation.
Fang Zong was well aware of how terrifying the future world would be.
[In the desolate village of Ming, there's a creature capable of harming even a magic-level expert. If Dragon Fist Chen Wudi dies, then there will be two of them.]
Fang Zong licked his lips, his drooling expression caught the driver's eye, who burst into laughter: "Dude, want to go to the airport or somewhere else to have fun?"
"Where?"
"A place to have fun,"
The driver recognized Fang Zong's accent and teased, "Don't worry, Beijing is an international tourist city. As long as there's tourism, there's fun. Nobody wants to miss out on GDP, right? The place I'm taking you is absolutely safe, it's just a little pricey."
"No, hurry up and get to the airport, I'll give you a tip."
The driver also earns a living through commissions, so Fang Zong wouldn't go against him or report him.
After handing over a few banknotes, the driver noticeably increased his speed.
Beijing Airport is bustling with people.
The population of the Eastern Kingdom is so large that in certain places, the crowds are as dense as ants.
Fang Zong didn't care. He put his hands in his pockets, covering the blue dragon pattern on his left hand, and walked along with the crowd like an ordinary person.
Old Wang must have booked his plane ticket. Coincidentally, it was scheduled to take off just half an hour later. Fang Zong took the ticket, walked through the security checkpoint, and passed the time by looking at medical information on his phone.
But suddenly, a commotion broke out at the security checkpoint.
"I'm sorry, but according to regulations, we have to conduct an inspection."
"But the plane is about to leave, and we have things to do. You can't stop us, why should you!"
At the security checkpoint, a woman in her thirties with a little girl looked furious and said that even if their belongings needed to be checked, they were determined to board the plane.
Upon discovering they couldn't board, they angrily pushed the little girl in front of them, struggling to get through and even threatening to file a complaint.
"I'm going to file a complaint against you! Just you wait, I will definitely file a complaint against you!"
The woman roared, and the guards were unable to effectively stop her for fear of hurting the little girl.
Fang Zong went over and asked, "What happened?"
The security personnel refused to answer the question, but when Fang Zong withdrew his hand, revealing the distinct and extraordinary blue dragon pattern, their eyes lit up: "You are a military general, aren't you?"
He quickly said, "During our inspection just now, we discovered that the little girl had 142 vials of frozen blood hidden in her small schoolbag."
"Let me take a look."
"this……"
The security personnel suspected that Fang Zong might be a military officer, but without confirming his identity, they dared not grant him any authority.
He was about to check the ID when he noticed Fang Zong suddenly appear next to the little girl's backpack.
Am I seeing things?
"What terrifying speed!" the security personnel murmured in disbelief, then suddenly roared excitedly, "It really is a military general!"
Under the admiring gaze of several security personnel, Fang Zong received the small backpack. The backpack was printed with a cute image of Red Wolf, and the zipper was open, revealing rows and rows of test tubes inside.
"Hmm?" Fang Zong suddenly frowned.
It was just a bright red test tube filled with frozen blood, yet he seemed to hear the cries of countless babies and sense a mournful resentment emanating from the tube.
Babies are crying; they are in pain and discomfort.
It's absolutely mind-numbing!
Fang Zong decisively broke a test tube, his eyes filled with male masculinity, appearing bloodshot.
After becoming a sub-level expert, the Dragon Yang Qi seemed to have changed slightly, allowing him to see things at a deeper level, something smaller and more subtle.
Seven-colored specks of light floated in the blood in the test tube, exuding an overall sense of resentment, while in the details...
"The content of Zn, Fe, Ca and Mg elements is low, while the Cu content is significantly high, showing a very significant difference from that of ordinary people."
Fang Zong dropped the test tube, raised his finger, and a thunderbolt-like needle pierced through the woman's crotch before flying back.
The woman screamed in pain and fell to the ground. The lightning from the thunderbolt had completely destroyed her leg, and she could no longer escape.
“This is a pregnant woman’s blood.” Fang Zong squatted down and said to the terrified little girl, “Be good, go play with the security guards, they will buy you candy.”
The little girl nodded timidly.
After the little girl left, Fang Zong looked at the middle-aged woman with disgust, and a murderous glint appeared in his eyes.
It's the 21st century, a very modern age, but unfortunately, in some people's eyes, there's still a preference for sons over daughters.
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