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Chapter 1364 Appearance behind the scenes
"Old man, you are also a dead man if you do it."

Wang Zhimen cursed angrily, and summoned a layer of qi: "Look clearly, I am a three-star martial artist. Just because you, an old bastard who has never fought with anyone, dare to be my enemy, you are looking for death."

"What do you mean by three-star martial artist?"

Tang Ming looked at Wang Zhimen blankly.

"I……"

Hearing this, Wang Zhimen almost vomited blood, this is really a ignorant idiot!
"What is your strength now?"

Wang Zhimen stared at Tang Ming coldly and asked.

"I don't know what my strength is, you can help me find out."

Tang Ming raised his hand slightly, summoned a layer of stellar energy, and controlled his cultivation to the peak of a three-star martial artist.

"Hiss tear, three-star peak."

Wang Zhimen took a deep breath, he didn't expect that the cultivation level of the old guy in front of him was so much higher than him.

"It turns out that I am the pinnacle of Samsung. It sounds like I am very powerful. Then I am not afraid of you."

Tang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Wang Zhimen eagerly.

"Hmph, even if you are at the peak of Samsung, I can still kill you."

Wang Zhimen smiled disdainfully, thinking that the other party was just an old guy with only cultivation and no actual combat experience, so he was not so worried.

The contest between cultivation bases at the same level is based on combat experience and true energy reserves. Wang Zhimen is confident that he will be able to defeat Tang Ming.

At this moment, Wang Zhimen's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Team leader, I'm Wang Zhimen."

When the phone was connected, Wang Zhimen quickly replied respectfully.

"How is things going, can you handle it?"

The impatient voice of the cold war sounded.

"It's a bit tricky. The opponent is a three-star peak martial artist."

Wang Zhimen glanced at Tang Ming, and then assured him: "Don't worry, the team leader, I should be able to deal with it."

"Samsung pinnacle?"

Leng Zhan became suspicious: "When did a three-star peak martial artist appear again, and he never said that the Bai family is a martial arts family before. This is a martial artist who emerged from there?"

"I don't know the specifics, but this old guy lacks actual combat experience, so I should be able to kill him."

Wang Zhimen immediately promised.

"Okay, I'll transfer all the experts in the field to help you, if it doesn't work, I'll do it myself."

Leng Zhan thought for a while, and said: "This time is a big deal, no accidents should happen anyway."

"My subordinate understands."

Wang Zhimen nodded repeatedly, then hung up the phone.

Hearing these conversations, Tang Ming glanced at Bai Feifei.

Bai Feifei nodded in understanding.

The matter is as Tang Ming speculated, this Wang Zhimen is not the biggest black hand behind the scenes, there are people behind him, but I don't know if there is anyone above the people behind him?
"I have a little impression of the leader of the Ming Group's martial arts inspection team."

Tang Ming secretly thought that as long as the Leng Zhan is found out, he can almost be interrogated forcibly. With Leng Zhan's position in the Ming team, he should be able to know a lot of things.

As far as Hu Lie and Wang Zhimen are characters, they can only be regarded as errand boys, even if they are taken down, they probably won't be able to interrogate any valuable information.

Maybe the people above might let these people take the blame, and then the real culprit will get away with it.

"Old man, our team leader has already spoken, so I must make a quick decision."

Wang Zhimen put away the phone, looked at Tang Ming coldly, stomped his feet fiercely to support Tang Ming, and rushed towards Tang Ming fiercely.

"You're out of use."

Tang Ming's eyes flickered coldly, his legs crossed slightly in front of him, turned into a phantom and flashed in front of Wang Zhimen, and then quickly raised his foot to kick Wang Zhimen's chest.

"So fast, your speed... ah!"

Wang Zhimen screamed, and before he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then his whole body flew upside down.

"boom!"

Wang Zhimen's body hit the wall heavily, and then fell to the ground while vomiting blood.

"You, isn't your cultivation at the peak of three stars?"

Wang Zhimen clutched his chest and looked at Tang Ming in horror.

"I don't know! It was you who said that my cultivation was at the peak of three stars, but I didn't say that I was."

Tang Ming smiled and shrugged.

"hateful!"

Wang Zhimen cursed angrily, took out his mobile phone, and yelled at those dumbfounded subordinates: "Go and inform the team leader, this old guy is a four-star martial artist."

"late!"

Tang Ming smiled coldly, Qingqing stomped her feet, and a paralyzing poisonous gas overflowed, and the members of the Ming team who were still standing fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"hateful!"

Wang Zhimen called Leng Zhan, but Tang Ming snatched the phone before he got through.

"Let me talk to your master."

Tang Ming looked at Wang Zhimen with a grin.

"Asshole, you're fishing on purpose."

Wang Zhimen stared at Tang Ming angrily.

At this moment, he had already realized that the other party had a plan to lure out the high-level people step by step. First, he made trouble in the venue to lure out Hu Lie, and then he used Hu Lie to lure himself out. Now this is to use himself to lure out the Cold War!
"You talk too much."

Tang Ming smiled, and kicked Wang Zhimen's chin, directly smashing his chin, making him unable to speak.

"Hey, how's it going?"

The phone was connected, and the voice of the cold war sounded.

"He already beat me to the ground."

Tang Ming responded out of breath: "Are you the person in charge here? I just want to take away the woman I bought. Don't force me to kill."

"Bastard, you actually..."

Hearing this, Leng Zhan was furious: "Do you know who I am? I'm the leader of the Ming Group's martial arts inspection team, and I can destroy your nine clans in minutes."

"Idiot! Just now this Wang Zhimen also said that he is some kind of deputy team leader, but he was put down by me in the end."

Tang Ming cursed angrily: "The so-called Ming group is nothing more than that, I guess your Ming group is also rubbish."

"Presumptuous, arrogant guy, just wait for me and watch me go over and deal with you myself."

With a roar of cold war, he hung up the phone fiercely!
From Tang Ming's breathing, Leng Zhan felt that although the opponent defeated Wang Zhimen, he was also exhausted. In addition, Wang Zhimen said before that the opponent was the peak of Samsung, not much better than Wang Zhimen. It can be killed.

"No no no."

Wang Zhimen lay on the ground and made a sound, trying to remind Leng Zhan not to be fooled, but it was of no use at all.

"The big fish is about to take the bait."

Tang Ming looked at Wang Zhimen with a smile, and dialed Chen Cang's number with his mobile phone.

"Brother Ming, what's going on inside?"

Chen Cang asked impatiently.

"It's almost time to collect the net. Immediately lead people to break through the clubhouse. Don't let anyone go. If anyone resists, shoot them to death."

Tang Ming ordered coldly: "Don't forget what I told you, and be careful to hide your identity."

(End of this chapter)