"Hahaha, hahahahahahahahahaha!"
Staring at the spot where Fang Zong's projection disappeared, Wang Zhian remained silent for a long time before suddenly bursting into laughter.
He laughed heartily, then a moment later, he began to groan, his shoulders twitched, and he let out a long sigh.
“No one is more magnanimous than A-Zong. I am convinced.” Wang Zhian smiled and said, “Godfather, you should know that I have been cultivating my own great generals. It’s not because of any selfish motives, but because I feel that A-Zong is just a reckless man and cannot be the leader of the Ghost Killing Team. I am worried that if he acts impulsively in the future, I will not even have the power to stop him. I can only cultivate my own great generals and strengthen the strength of my subordinates!”
Old Wang asked with a smile, "And now?"
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, our Ghost Killing Team has always been of one mind. We will try our best not to split up. I am willing to be his vice-captain someday in the future."
Wang Zhian winked and laughed, "There are plenty of beautiful women in the world, he can't sleep with them all; there's a vast amount of fine wine, he can't drink it all by himself. Why would I want to make myself uncomfortable?"
Okay, I'm being inappropriate again.
Under Wang Lao's speechless expression, Wang Zhian made phone calls one by one, reclaiming the pills he had allocated to the Grand Generals, as well as those he had secretly kept in stock.
More than forty powerful generals arrived quickly, offering the pills one by one. The number and strength of the generals, as well as their strict and disciplined attitude, left Old Wang speechless.
In less than twenty minutes, all the pills were collected.
"A-Zong, the pill will be in your hands in ten minutes. Be ready to receive it."
Wang Zhian typed a text message, clicked send, and seemed much more relaxed. "Vacation! I want a vacation!" He rushed out of the base, stuffing handfuls of gold and jewels into his arms. "I'm going to find my second, third, fourth, and fifth mistresses! I'm going to sleep with them all! Godfather, don't stop me, this is all my own money, I didn't abuse my power, and I picked up all the girls myself, I didn't coerce or entice them... Okay, I used a bit of money, but there's definitely some affection involved... I want to sleep! I want to do it! I want to do it for three days straight!"
"Hey, don't rush, this time you have to bring me back a grandson!"
"Okay, I won't wear a condom this time!"
"Remember to pay the fine for bigamy."
"I'm not married, why are you interfering with my dating life? Godfather, don't mess with me. Bigamy is a crime that involves fines and jail time..."
Wang Zhian's loud laughter came from afar, and Old Wang also laughed.
As people get older, they start thinking about having grandchildren.
Hopefully, I can win the bid this time.
Meanwhile, Fang Zong was still in a three-star restaurant.
In a cosmopolitan city like Taiwan, a three-star restaurant is just average, but today it's anything but. There are over a dozen level seven experts and two experts at the first level of supernatural powers lying drunk on the ground.
The waiter tried to help them to rest, but Fang Zong waved his hand, indicating that it wasn't necessary.
They were just sleeping on the floor; these people were so powerful that they didn't care about the slight chill of the floor at all...
"The pills arrived in just ten minutes?" Fang Zong was puzzled when he saw the text message.
Taiwan is far from the capital city. Even a fighter jet couldn't deliver the pills that quickly. Besides, they're just some Na Yuan Pills. He'd just give them away like candy to any monsters he liked. Why make such a fuss?
I might as well wait a little longer, sobering up while studying the medical information on my phone.
As the ghostly energy revived, the medicine of the Eastern Kingdom became more and more advanced and profound. Fang Zong was engrossed in watching when he suddenly heard a whooshing sound.
As he walked to the restaurant entrance, he saw an even more dazzling streak of fire shooting through the midday sun – it was a missile, and judging by its speed, it was definitely the latest model.
The missile began to fall as it reached a high altitude in the distance, causing passersby and waiters to scream in fright, while Fang Zong watched with a smile.
As the missile drew near, the biting wind ruffled his hair. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and unleashed a sharp burst of blade-like energy.
"Whoosh!"
The missile split in two, landing on either side of Fang Zong and embedding itself in the ground on either side of the restaurant's main entrance.
Because of the obstruction of the sword energy, it was only inserted halfway, looking like two huge iron monuments!
The missile debris was stuck in the ground. Because it was an empty warhead, it did not explode, but the enormous force still caused the surrounding area to tremble terribly, almost like an earthquake.
Many people looked over and noticed a handsome man standing between the two 'iron monuments'. His snow-white shirt was stained with wine, but it only made him look more dashing and unrestrained.
Looking at Fang Zong's blue dragon arm guard on his left hand and the long sword at his waist, many people exclaimed, "Suit-wearing thug!" They subconsciously took out their phones to take pictures, but all of them simultaneously turned off their phones!
The suit-wearing thug once said that he doesn't like being on the big screen and doesn't want to have to cover his face even when he goes out shopping.
Taiwan is an international metropolis with fierce economic competition. Many people around here have benefited from Fang Zong's policies during the 996 work schedule.
People in the East value gratitude, especially in modern times when people are more open-minded. In real life, people have great self-control and good manners.
Some young people, harboring dreams of heroism, hesitated before clasping their hands in a fist salute and bowing, as the other party performed the ancient Eastern Kingdom ritual.
Fang Zong smiled at his surroundings, turned around and returned to the restaurant. As he passed the missile wreckage, he pulled out a sealed, silver-white metal box from it.
He returned to his seat, placed the box on the table, entered the password, and the box opened in all directions.
"Meow!" Tiger Overlord suddenly sobered up from his drunken stupor.
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