Wang Jing looked over and saw Wen Ziyuan holding a middle-aged man in his hand.
He had a beard and was holding a bottle of wine in his hand. He had a calm expression on his face, without any sign of panic.
"boss?"
Wang Jing narrowed his eyes and looked at the other person.
The owner of Ping'an Hotel in Wanghaicheng!
When Wang Jing first started to plan his business in Wanghai City, he settled in this hotel. Wang Jing heard a lot of things from the owner of Ping'an Hotel.
The boss took a sip of his wine and said with a smile, "I never thought that the guy I drank with at the beginning was actually the reincarnation of the King of Heaven."
"What about you?"
Wang Jing glanced at Cao Tianyuan and discovered that the locked aura was coming from the black gold stick. He smiled and asked, "Monk Shidu?"
"That was my Dharma name before, but not anymore."
The boss took another sip of wine and said, "Now I just want to be a handsome middle-aged boss quietly, with a drink and a bite of meat, and I don't want to do so many tricks."
Wang Jing said calmly: "But now you are blocking my way!"
"No one's standing in your way."
The boss said, "After all, I have been beneficent to this place. The death of the True King and True God is fine. There is no need to implicate some weaklings."
Wang Jing shook his head and said with a smile: "I am a very vicious person, you can also treat me as a devil. I will not be at peace until these people are dead!
Besides, I don't want to leave this kind of trouble for the future without getting rid of the problem at its roots."
Wang Jing didn't intend to be a good person.
To be kind to others is to step into the abyss.
He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to see any of Tianwu's masters die or die!
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