A flash of anger and shame flashed across the Night King's eyes. He was one of the few in the world in terms of strength, but now he was ridiculed for his ignorance by an unknown man. It was simply a huge shame.
Xiang Tian looked at the expression of the Night King with great satisfaction and said contemptuously: "Do you think that as a king, you can break into China at will?"
"The background here is beyond your imagination. You can't even pass the Dragon Court level alone."
Xiang Tian's voice was cold, and it stabbed the Night King's heart unceremoniously: "What's more, there is a saying in China that in the land of Dragon Court, how can we allow young people like you to run wild?"
"Who do you think is Xiaoxiao! Ahem..." The Night King roared with his eyes split open. Due to excessive force, the injuries in his body were again affected, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He said with deep resentment in his eyes: "Longting is no longer what it used to be. I was indeed defeated in your hands. I killed or chopped up as you wished, but you don't need to use Longting to humiliate me again."
He raised his eyebrows like swords to the sky and said, "You don't believe it?"
"Hmph, if I were in my prime, I would be afraid even if the Dragon Court came out in force." Although the Night King was in a certain death situation, he still refused to accept Xiang Tian's words.
Do you really think Longting is still the same as it was five years ago...
He said seriously to the sky: "Okay, since you are not convinced, I will give you this chance."
"I will leave you alive for the time being and let you cultivate and recover to your peak. At that time, I will contact Longting to attack. If you can successfully escape Longting's pursuit, I will let you live."
The Night King looked stunned and said in disbelief: "You won't kill me?"
"I am a person who specializes in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction. Look at your sharp tongue, then I will make you convinced to death." Xiang Tian stood there with a proud face, extremely conceited.
"Don't you know the word "Let the tiger return to the mountain?" The Night King stood up with difficulty, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Xiang Tiandao.
Xiangtian shook his head: "As I said, you are not a tiger."
This time, the Night King nodded. Maybe he was just like what the other party said. The things at the bottom of the well don't know how deep the sky is. Looking at Xiang Tian's confident look, he actually aroused a stubbornness in his heart.
When he was about to leave, he paused, turned his head and said solemnly to Xiang Tian: "If I successfully leave China this time, I also swear to you that I will never enter China again in this life." After finishing, he fell down and jumped to the forest path with the help of his strength.
After a long time, he stood there and murmured to the sky: "Xiao Huang, Xiao Huang, if you want to use me as a spearman, I won't be fooled."
"This is your Longting's business, why should I worry about it..."
The night gradually faded, and a crimson streak hung on the distant sky.
Overnight, many great things happened.
"Damn it!"
Zheng Weihua was furious and pounded the table in the office. He never expected that Lin Xiyan would save a hand and back up the photos.
Since the morning, the crazy woman at home has been rushing over, threatening to settle accounts with him.
Now he was making a big fuss outside, and he was already upset and even more anxious.
"You are such a wolf-hearted guy. I was blind and fell in love with a country farmer like you!"
Du Xiahong was crying in the conference room, with a pile of photos thrown on the table.
No one dared to stop her, she was the daughter of the former sensible Mr. Du, a veritable daughter.
The female assistant stood aside very restrainedly, not daring to speak.
"If it weren't for me, you, Zheng Weihua, would have such style!"
"You betrayed me and dared to look for wild women outside." Du Xia's red eyes were full of resentment. When she glanced at the female assistant, she made her heart tighten.
She overreacted and stood up suddenly, constantly approaching the female assistant: "Why are you so nervous? You are afraid of me!"
"No...it's not..." The female assistant did not dare to look directly at Du Xiahong's anger.
Boom, boom, boom!
Du Chen walked in from outside. Seeing his daughter's appearance, he sighed slightly: "Let's go home."
"Dad! I won't go back. If Zheng Weihua doesn't give me an explanation today, I'm not done with him!"
Du Chen knew that his daughter had been wronged, so he walked to her side and comforted her: "Okay, you go back first. Dad will let him give you an explanation tonight."
Du Xiahong is not ugly to begin with. Long-term maintenance has made her look younger than her peers. Although her body shape is slightly out of shape, the makeup on her face still makes her look full of charm.
She cried and hugged Du Chen in his arms: "Dad! I'm so sad. Really, my daughter gave everything to him. Why do you do this to me? Wuwuwu."
"It's all his fault..." Du Chen gently patted Du Xiahong's shoulder and listened carefully to his daughter's complaints and regrets.
"I know, which man doesn't want to hug people from left to right, with colorful flags flying in the air?"
"But when it's my turn, I really can't accept it!"
Du Xiahong said a little frustrated: "Until now, he dare not see me and give me an explanation."
"That's because he has a guilty conscience and has you in his heart." Du Chen comforted him.
Du Xiahong, filled with grief and anger, pointed at the wall, seemingly penetratingly, at Zheng Weihua's face next door: "Then he can still do such a thing, what will I do?"
"This is the company, let's talk about it when we go home, okay, be good."
After a long time, Du Xiahong was taken away by Du Chen. Zheng Weihua in the office finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he immediately logged on to the website.
"Why hasn't there been any movement?"
He tried his best to keep refreshing, but could not get the latest information.
One hundred million US dollars, he was really hurt, but he still didn't stop things from happening, which made him even more angry.
"What a bullshit website, it's of no use at all."
When he was upset, he seemed to have found an outlet and spoke on the dark web forum.
"Night King? You are such a waste, you can't even handle things well..."
The words were almost out of his mouth, and he finally calmed down.
After turning off the computer, there was a sudden commotion on the black Internet, which caused quite a stir.
"My Fuck! How dare this man curse the Night King!"
"Oh my god, he is really fearless. What kind of background does he have?"
The news soon reached the ears of the Night King, who was recovering from his injuries.
One night later, Zheng Weihua was filled with regret. Before he died, he regretted his actions today. Of course, this was all for later.
