One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

Zhang Hao stood at the entrance of the village, his brows furrowed and his eyes flashing with sharp light.

"Wang Ai, is that guy carrying a thermal weapon?" He murmured softly. Although his voice was small, it revealed deep concern.

Liang Fuguo stood beside him, his eyes were profound, as if he could see into people's hearts. "A large number of people is not necessarily a good thing. On the contrary, we are afraid of our own hands and feet." He said calmly, with an undoubted firmness in his voice.

Zhang Hao nodded slightly, knowing that what Liang Fuguo said was true. Although the aliens are strong, facing ordinary people with guns, they are inevitably at risk of capsizing. However, what he was more worried about was how would those innocent villagers deal with themselves if they were really encountered gunfire?

Feng Zhenghao stood not far away, frowning, obviously also troubled by this problem. As the president of Tianxiahui, he naturally has to think more carefully. However, when he saw that his daughter Feng Shayan was also on Zhang Hao's side, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable irritation in his heart.

"Master, I think Zhang Hao is right." Feng Shayan's voice was clear and firm. He looked at Feng Zhenghao with a firm light in his eyes.

Feng Zhenghao sighed. He knew that his daughter's character would not change easily once she decided on something. He looked at Zhang Hao and then at Liang Fuguo, hesitant in his heart.

"If you insist on taking people in, then I won't go in." Zhang Hao's voice suddenly became cold and decisive. He looked at Feng Zhenghao with an unquestionable light in his eyes.

Feng Zhenghao was stunned. He didn't expect Zhang Hao to be so decisive. He looked at his daughter and then at Zhang Hao, struggling in his heart. Finally, he sighed and nodded.

"Okay, I'll just listen to you." His voice was a little helpless, but more firm.

Therefore, Feng Zhenghao and Liang Fuguo began to arrange manpower. They ambush their men at the beginning and end of the village, blocking the roads in and out of the village. Zhang Hao led Zhang Lingyu, Chen Duo, Tang Feifei, Wang Ye and others, while Feng Zhenghao and Liang Fuguo led Feng Shayan, Feng Xingtong and others into the village together with ten cadre-level strangers.

The moonlight was like water, falling on their bodies, covering them with a layer of silver armor. Step by step under the moonlight, they walked into this seemingly peaceful village.

However, the moment they stepped into the village, Wang Ai had noticed their arrival through the surveillance screen. His face darkened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It's finally here." He murmured to himself, with a hint of unnoticeable excitement in his voice. He quickly activated the alarm system and summoned his men.

However, Zhang Hao and others knew nothing about all this. They just walked silently, their hearts full of vigilance and expectation.

As the night gets darker, the moonlight becomes brighter and brighter. Zhang Hao walked at the front of the team, his eyes sharp and firm. He seemed to sense something, but he couldn't be sure. He frowned, feeling an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

In Wangjiacun, the dense surveillance is like a dragnet, covering every inch of land under strict surveillance. The Wang family, a family that puts safety first, uses this method to show the world their determination and strength. However, within this iron barrel-like defense, there was a group of people who seemed to be in a deserted place. The leader was none other than the mysterious and unpredictable Zhang Hao.

"Look, this is Wangjia Village, and it really deserves its name." Zhang Hao shook his feather fan lightly, with a playful smile on his lips. The group of people behind him were all his cronies, but they all remained silent at this moment, as if they were intimidated by the momentum of Wangjiacun.

Deep in Wangjia Village, Wang Erjun was busy preparing for the upcoming operation. As the leader of the younger generation of the Wang family, he is highly regarded by the head of the family, Wang Ai. For this operation, Wang Ai handed over the power to him and gave him full responsibility.

"Second Army, be careful on this trip." Wang Ai's voice was low and powerful, with a hint of unnoticeable worry. He rarely reminded Wang Erjun so solemnly, but this time, he felt an unprecedented pressure.

Wang Erjun nodded, with a firm light shining in his eyes. "Master, don't worry, I will live up to your trust." He turned and left, his back stretched in the sunset.

In a hidden corner of Wangjiacun, Ma Xianhong was quietly watching Zhang Hao and his party. He felt Zhang Hao's sharp gaze, which seemed to be able to penetrate all disguises and reach people's hearts. He couldn't help being surprised by Zhang Hao's abilities, but also had deep doubts about his intentions.

"Who is he?" Ma Xianhong thought to himself. He had never seen someone so calm and calm, as if everything was under his control.

At this time, Qu Tong's voice sounded in his ears. "Xianhong, have you seen it? He is extraordinary. His trip must have deep meaning, we cannot take it lightly." There was a hint of solemnity in Qu Tong's voice. He knew that Zhang Hao's origins and strength were not what they seemed on the surface. So simple.

Ma Xianhong nodded, but he was still a little confused. "What did he want? Why did he enter Wangjia Village so easily?" he asked.

Qu Tong was silent for a moment and then spoke slowly. "He never thought of joining us. His goal may be much greater than we imagined." There was a hint of helplessness and worry in his words, as if he had foreseen the future situation.

Hearing this, Ma Xianhong couldn't help but feel a surge of complicated emotions in his heart. He was both in awe of Zhang Hao's strength and confused about his intentions.

"Xianhong, you have to remember that no matter what happens, we must stay calm and vigilant." Qu Tong's voice sounded again, with a bit of seriousness and determination. He knows that there is still a long way to go, and they must always be prepared to deal with various challenges and crises.

Qu Tong sat alone in a corner, the moonlight shining on his slightly melancholy face, and his eyes flashing with complicated emotions. He sighed softly, seeming to feel pity for Zhang Hao's extraordinary talent and qualifications, but also with a bit of appreciation.

"This person is truly the only one I have ever seen in my life." Qu Tong whispered to himself, his voice appearing particularly clear in the night. He thought of Zhang Hao's talent that cut across the sky like a shooting star, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

Yao Xing Society, this mysterious organization, has been looking for the successor of Double Hand. And Zhang Hao is the best candidate in Qu Tong's heart. However, Zhang Hao seemed to have no interest in Yaoxing Club, which made Qu Tong feel very distressed.

"Shuangquan Hands, the treasures of this world bloomed in his hands." Qu Tong's eyes flashed with light, and he knew the importance of Shuangquan Hands to Yaoxing Society. However, Zhang Hao didn't seem to care about this power. What he cared about more was the world of Biyou Village.

"Zhang Hao, what are you looking for in Biyou Village?" Qu Tong thought to himself. He knew that Zhang Hao's purpose in Biyou Village was not simple, and his relationship with Ma Xianhong was also extraordinary. Ma Xianhong, the weapon-refining genius, spoke highly of Zhang Hao. He once praised in front of Qu Tong: "Zhang Hao, this person is extremely sincere, and his talent in weapon refining is unparalleled in the world. His strength is beyond our reach."

After hearing this, Qu Tong couldn't help but feel a throb in his heart. He understood that Zhang Hao's strength and talent were indeed what he needed. However, he was unable to get Zhang Hao to join the Yaoxing Club. This made him very sorry.

"Perhaps, I should change my approach." Qu Tong decided secretly in his heart. He no longer directly intervened in Zhang Hao's actions, but began to look for chips that could attract him.

However, Qu Tong soon discovered that this was not easy. Zhang Hao seems to be uninterested in everything in the world. The only thing he cares about is his own practice and the world of Biyou Village.

"Am I really unable to attract him?" Qu Tong couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration in his heart. However, he did not give up. He believed that as long as he found what Zhang Hao really needed, he would be able to join the Yaoxing Club.

While Qu Tong was meditating hard, a shocking news came - Zhang Hao actually realized the magic machine and the Hundred Refinements on his own! This news shocked Qu Tong, who knew how precious and powerful the divine machine was.

"Zhang Hao, who are you?" Qu Tong exclaimed inwardly. He understood that Zhang Hao's strength far exceeded his imagination. This fact not only made his plan more complicated, but also made Ma Xianhong's decision-making more difficult.

However, Qu Tong did not give up. He believed that as long as he found the right way, he would be able to attract Zhang Hao to join the Yaoxing Club. He will continue to look for the bargaining chip that can impress Zhang Hao until he is willing to join.

Wangjiacun was shrouded in deep darkness. This quiet village, illuminated by the moonlight, seems to be covered with a mysterious veil. However, beneath this tranquility, there are countless pairs of prying eyes hidden.

Yao Xing Society has their eyes set on this seemingly ordinary village. However, they are not the only hunters. Six temporary workers, each with their own hidden agendas, also arrived at this land quietly.

Among the trees, Wang Zhenqiu curled up and prepared to fall asleep. He looked at the dimly lit Wangjia Village in the distance with a trace of disdain in his eyes. "This mission is so boring." He muttered, his voice full of negativity.

"Wang Zhenqiu, you are the strongest among our group, why are you so hopeless?" Black Guan'er's voice came from the side, with a hint of helplessness.

Wang Zhenqiu rolled his eyes, "Huh, do you think I'm stupid? That girl Zhang Hao's strength is unfathomable. I don't want to go head-to-head with her." His words revealed his deep fear of Zhang Hao.

Black Guan'er sighed, "Yes, this mission is indeed difficult. That girl Zhang Hao, even I find it difficult." There was also a trace of frustration in his words.

Not far away, Xiao Zizai looked bored. He leaned against the tree and stared blankly at the sky. "This task is really boring. I stare at this village all day long and do nothing." His words were full of dissatisfaction.

"Xiao Zizai, you are the least afraid of death among our group, why are you so lethargic?" Lao Meng's voice came with a hint of ridicule.

Xiao Zizai curled his lips, "Huh, it depends on who the opponent is. That girl Zhang Hao, I suffered from him in Biyou Village." His words revealed his fear of Zhang Hao.

Lao Meng smiled and said nothing more. His thoughts had already drifted to Chen Duo. He doesn't care about the fate of Wangjiacun, he only cares about Chen Duo's safety. As long as the company didn't issue a fatal order, he would be relieved.

Zhang Chulan is a different story. He sat on a big rock and smoked a cigarette leisurely. There was a relaxed smile on his face. "This mission is just a formality for me." His words revealed his trust in Zhang Hao.

"That girl Zhang Hao has a lot of strength. If that old guy Wang Ai offends him, the Wang family will be destroyed sooner or later." There was a trace of ridicule in his words.

Not far away, Feng Baobao was concentrating on eating potato chips. His mouth opened and closed at an astonishing speed. In his eyes, there was only the potato chips in his hand, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

"Feng Baobao, you're a foodie, and you're not afraid of getting fat?" Zhang Chulan teased with a smile.

Feng Baobao raised his head and looked at him blankly, "Fat? What is fat?" His words were full of innocence and ignorance.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this. In this tense atmosphere, Feng Baobao's innocence and carefreeness seem to have become a unique scenery.

As the night gets darker, Wangjiacun remains as quiet as ever. However, beneath this tranquility, there are countless unknown storms hidden. Everyone was watching, waiting for that moment to arrive.

The sky above Wangjiacun was shrouded in a thick layer of darkness, and the originally bright moonlight was ruthlessly devoured, leaving only darkness and coldness. This sudden darkness made the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.

Feng Zhenghao and Liang Fuguo stood side by side, their faces full of vigilance. From the moment they stepped into this land, they felt peeping eyes from all directions, as if there were countless eyes staring at them secretly. Zhang Lingyu, Feng Shayan, Zhang Mingdao and others were scattered around the perimeter, always paying attention to the surrounding movements and protecting the safety of the team.

However, among this group of people, Zhang Hao, Wang Ye, Chen Duo and Tang Feifei seemed unusually calm. The four of them seemed to be aloof from the incident, with a cynical smile on their faces, as if the darkness and evil spirits had nothing to do with them. Zhang Hao shook his head gently, with a disdainful smile on his lips: "These guys are really boring. As long as they don't hinder me, let them watch as much as they can."

Before he finished speaking, countless big distorted faces suddenly appeared in the darkness. They were hideous and terrifying, making sounds like ghosts crying and gods howling. These evil spirits seemed to crawl out of hell, attacking everyone with endless resentment and hatred.

When Feng Zhenghao saw this, a glint flashed in his eyes. He recognized that this was a method used to control spirits and dispatch generals, a powerful skill that can control souls. He took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and muttered something. I saw a golden light shooting out of his hand, instantly pulling the evil spirits down. Those evil spirits struggled and roared in the golden light, but could not break free. (End of chapter)