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Chapter 377 "Divine Weapon"

"Tang Miaoxing!" Ma Xianhong raised his eyebrows and angrily shouted, "You are dreaming! I, Tiangongtang, swear to never bow to the Tang Sect even if I die."

He took out a handheld remote control, put his thumb on the red button at one end of the remote control, and threatened: "I advise you not to act rashly."

"As long as I press this button, Wang Zizhong's soul will be in danger!"

"Feng Zhenghao, Wang Li, I order you to take action against Tang Miaoxing, otherwise, you will never see the moment when Wang Zizhong's soul merges into one!"

"He will lose his memory little by little during his reincarnation, and then drift away in a daze."

"You don't want him to be like this, do you?"

Ma Xianhong's eyes flashed coldly, and he continued, "Or, would you like to bet whether my remote control is fake?"

Feng Zhenghao, Wang Li: ...

"This remote control must be real." Tang Miaoxing said, "But it won't do much good even if you press it. Your people are under our control, and Mr. Wang Zizhong has been saved."

"What!?" Ma Xianhong was about to take out the communicator to contact his people, but suddenly stopped and said with a fake smile: "Tang Miaoxing, don't try to trick me. You just want to find Wang Zizhong by following the clues when I open the communication, right?"

"I won't fall for your trick! They are using the signal shielding and observation clothing I specially made, so no one can detect them!"

Feng Zhenghao kowtowed to Tang Miaoxing again, then stood up and said respectfully: "The Tang Clan's great kindness, Feng Zhenghao will never forget it."

"Well, find a boat for yourself and let the company's people accompany you back." Tang Miaoxing responded, and then said: "You don't need to go to Wuxing Island or the next things. Just wait for the company's inspection."

"Feng Zhenghao understands." Feng Zhenghao pulled Wang Li up, signaled with his eyes that Wang Li should not ask more questions, and then took him out of the room.

"Uncle Feng, do you believe in the Tang Sect now? What if what Ma Xianhong said is true?" Wang Li asked impatiently as soon as he got outside.

Feng Zhenghao took out a small piece of paper from his pocket with a phone number and an address on it.

"This is?"

"This should be Brother Zizhong's phone number and location. You can call him."

Wang Li excitedly took the phone that Feng Zhenghao handed over and quickly dialed the number. After a busy tone, the other party answered.

"Hey?"

Wang Li heard the familiar voice, pursed his lips, and replied: "Dad, it's me."

The person on the other end was obviously stunned and didn't reply for a long time.

"dad?"

“Hey!” The voice trembled, like seeing a dream come true after being drunk, or like hearing a long-cherished wish come true before dying.

"Is it Li'er? It's me, it's me!"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded excited, thrilled, and happy, as if the disaster of being held hostage in the Wang family had never happened before.

The father and son had never met each other. Wang Zizhong's other half went through hardships, dangers, snow, rain, wind and frost, and was born for the first time into Wang Li's world.

This voice was exactly the same as the one Wang Li had always heard, without any trace of the pain of a decomposed soul contained in it.

This half of the father's voice was filled with an earnest desire to meet.

"I'll be right there, Dad, and we'll talk in person."

"Oh, okay, I'll listen to you."

Wang Li's eyes were sore, and after hanging up the phone, he said: "Uncle Feng, I want to talk to him more."

"Although I have never met him, I want to know how much he has suffered for me and my mother."

"I don't want to wait until he and Jishitang's father become one before telling him. I think it's not good and unfair."

Feng Zhenghao took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, then nodded with satisfaction, "Brother Zizhong has given birth to a good son. Xiaoli, I support you."

……

Ma Xianhong couldn't stand or sit, and his thumb was almost cramped from pressing on the remote control.

"Xiao Ma, I gave you enough face in front of others just now." Tang Miaoxing slowly bent down and brushed off the non-existent dust on the sofa, then sat down on it.

During the whole process, he completely exposed his back to Ma Xianhong.

As long as Ma Xianhong strikes fast enough, he will be able to kill Tang Miaoxing with one blow.

Ma Xianhong didn't move at all.

People who often try to survive know that once they choose to take action between taking action and surviving, they will definitely not be able to survive.

Although he had made some achievements in the Eight Great Skills: Hundred Refinements of Divine Weapons, he was not yet confident enough to be able to launch a sneak attack against the infamous "King of Hell's Post".

"Xiao Ma, don't be so serious and sit down. What I said is true." Tang Miaoxing patted the sofa cushion next to his butt.

Ma Xianhong's eyes were still fixed on Tang Miaoxing.

Tang Miaoxing looked at him for a long time without blinking, and he felt sorry for his dry eyes.

"Okay, I know you won't give up. Jiahui, bring the tablet over here."

Following Tang Miaoxing's call, Hu Jiahui, dressed in special forces equipment, came running over.

Ma Xianhong looked down at Hu Jiahui skillfully operating the tablet with his little hands, and soon his eyes widened.

The tablet kept switching pictures, all of which were pictures of people from Tiangongtang being captured without a fight. Then, Hu Jiahui dialed the real-time communication again, and the manager of Tiangongtang said to Ma Xianhong with a sad face:
"Master, we were captured before we even ran a hundred miles. The equipment you got was totally useless. The Tang Sect just flew a helicopter and captured us in a straight line."

"Impossible!" Ma Xianhong retorted angrily.

You can laugh at me for not designing a good escape route, but you can't say that the equipment I made is bad.

This is the dignity that belongs to Tiangongtang.

"Nothing is impossible. Your level is too low." Scorpion walked into the screen wearing a white coat and looked at Ma Xianhong with indifferent eyes.

“Red Scorpion!” Ma Xianhong’s eyes turned red, and he picked up the tablet viciously and shouted, “You shameless bastard! Give me back my grandfather’s life!”

"Your grandfather still owes me his life, Ma Xianhong." Chi Xie waved his hand and had the people from Tiangong Hall carried away. "Didn't Ma Benzai tell you about the ridiculous things he did?"

"Or did you forget to charge your grandma, causing her memory core to be damaged?"

"You! You!" Ma Xianhong suddenly stuttered. He put his eyes close to the screen and stared at Xie's expression. "How do you know about my grandma!"

"Because I was the one who delivered your grandmother. If your father were still alive, he would kneel down and call me his benefactor."

"What are you talking about!?"

"Back then, your grandfather's magic weapon was refined and he was possessed by the devil. He was determined to create a machine with emotions as his wife." The Red Scorpion revealed a big secret expressionlessly, "but he ended up ruining himself."

"If I hadn't been entrusted by him before his death, your father would not have come into this world."

"What nonsense!" Ma Xianhong's spit filled the screen. "My grandfather was clearly killed by your Tang Sect's Eight Secret Techniques, and my grandmother was also killed by you and couldn't be restarted!"

"You, the Tang Sect, have committed heinous crimes. Do you still want to confuse right and wrong in front of me?"

"I did learn the Divine Weapon Refining after your grandfather, but your grandfather went astray." Scorpion showed a serious look, "The human body is the great treasure. No matter how ingenious the craftsmanship of the refining tools is, it cannot compare to the human body."

"Before his death, your grandfather should have left you a magic cube that only the heir of the Divine Weapon Hundred Refinements can decipher. There are his last words in it."

After saying that, Xie looked at Ma Xianhong suspiciously, "You haven't opened it yet, have you?"

Ma Xianhong's face turned red all of a sudden, and he stammered something like "there are too many things to study" and "I put it aside and forgot about it".

Tang Miaoxing couldn't hold it in and laughed out loud.

Scorpion was even more speechless and said, "Then I have nothing to talk to you about. Your skills are not even as good as your grandfather's."

"I want to remind you that you should not modify your body any further. With your level of skill, if you continue to modify it, the Ma family will be extinct."

After saying that, he hung up the video call himself.

Ma Xianhong's face turned purple, his fingers were pressed into the tablet, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This is too much! This is too much!!"

"Xiao Ma, you are also a weapon refiner, you should understand." Tang Miaoxing watched the fun and did not mind the trouble. "If you are not as skilled as others, there is nothing to say, don't you think so?"

"Ah!!" Ma Xianhong threw the tablet to the ground and stomped on it hard. "I'm going to open the Rubik's Cube and show it to you! Just wait!"

"Are you still helping with the Wang family's affairs?"

"I won't help anymore." Ma Xianhong also understood that his alliance with the Wang family should end.

His father's cultivation was not high, and Wang Ai was able to summon spirits and send generals, so what his father said was very likely false.

Since the Tang Clan didn't kill the people from Tiangongtang first, it proved that there was something fishy about his grandfather's death.

The most important thing now is to solve the secret of the Rubik's Cube.

"Okay." Tang Miaoxing took out a red crystal-like object from his arms and threw it to Ma Xianhong, "I'll return Liu Linxun's memory core to you."

"Can you still give me this?" Ma Xianhong was surprised. Liu Linxun had killed many people under his instructions. Could all this be forgiven?
"Be careful not to be fooled by the Wang family next time." Tang Miaoxing waved his hands unhappily, as if to dispel bad luck. "We have moved the people he killed in advance. Those who died were all damn substitutes."

"Besides, your concealing equipment is the same as wearing nothing in our eyes, so it's better not to take it out to increase your load."

"you!!"

"If you're a beginner, just practice more." After Tang Miaoxing said this, he used the illusion barrier to disappear.

Hu Jiahui pointed at the broken tablet and said, "You have to compensate me for this. It's a high-tech product of the Tang Sect. It costs one million."

"What a piece of crap that costs a million. I'll build you a better one."

Hu Jiahui didn't say anything, but his distrust was evident in his words.

"You guys! All right, all right!" Ma Xianhong blushed completely. "Just wait and see. When I develop something groundbreaking in the future, you, the Tang Sect, will have no chance of getting a share!"

"This is my bank card number. I won't charge you any interest. Bye." Hu Jiahui threw down a small note and skipped away.

Ma Xianhong panted heavily and took out a vibrating secret drawing paper from his pocket. It read:

Why aren't they here yet?

Ma Xianhong snorted coldly and wrote with his finger: They are all gone, I won’t keep you company anymore.

After finishing writing, the secret painting was thrown on the ground and Ma Xianhong left without looking back.

Wang Ai, who was being beaten on the top deck, was stunned.

No, nowadays young people can just quit their jobs as they please, right?

(End of this chapter)