one person's life

Chapter 19 Foreign Aid
"Forget it, we'll talk about it on Monday, you go back to school first." Guang Shao said goodbye, he was going home.

"Yeah." Tang Muzhi himself was wearing a pile of rags, so he randomly found a shop on the road to change clothes.It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. There was a public phone booth nearby and there were many people calling. He went to the store and bought a 30 yuan IC card, lined up and dialed the number Zhang Wang gave him.

The middle-aged people queuing up behind him were very talented and stayed far away from him.

It took a while to get through the phone, "Master Wang, it's me, Tang Muzhi."

Zhang Wang's hoarse voice came from the receiver, "Muzhi? Humph, you must be in trouble when you come to me..."

"You are really good at predicting things...ha." Tang Muzhi said with a smile.

"There's no need to flatter me! How are you practicing? Have you finished reading "The Poison Sutra"?"

"Don't worry, everything is going well in terms of cultivation. I have memorized your "Poison Sutra" by heart. I will definitely not be easily poisoned by others. I have also practiced Tumu Liuzhu and am getting started. There are just some problems with the mobilization of Wuqi. …I’m calling you this time, mainly because I’m in some trouble and want to tell you, can you call the staff officer?”

"You tell me. I'm listening."

Tang Muzhi told him the story of his feud with the Chen family in detail, and then mentioned Chen Hongzhi's various methods.

"This guy finally took off his shirt, and his body was full of holes. According to him, they were called 'money bones'..." Tang Muzhi revealed deliberately.

He knew that Zhang Wang's mentor Gao Yingcai's biggest enemy was Liang Ting, a user with soft muscles and bones.He once vowed to make Liang Ting die unhappy, but unfortunately he failed to fulfill his master's long-cherished wish in the end. This matter is naturally regarded as a knot in his heart.

"What!" Zhang Wang on the phone was really not calm anymore, "'Mo Jin Rou Gu'! Is that what he said? Please tell me carefully!"

Tang Muzhi explained Chen Hongzhi's performance in detail.

"Although there are no soft bones exposed outside, the body is tough and bleeds less... This is indeed one of the manifestations of the Mo Jin soft bones."

"The main reason is that this guy's methods are too despicable. I'm worried that in order to deal with me, he uses ordinary people as bargaining chips, so he called here specifically to ask you to make up your mind..."

"...Yeah. Please call me again tonight, remember." There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.

At this time, there was Tangmen.Zhang Wang put down the phone and went to meet Yang Lie, the current head of the Tang Sect.

Yang Lie is already an old man in his late teens. He is tall and thin and wears a suit and tie.In terms of clothing, he is still the rich young man who didn't care about fame and fortune decades ago.

Yang Lie is a legend.As the head of the clan with a foreign surname, he can help the Tang Sect survive the ever-changing era and even reach a higher level.

In this era when assassins are disappearing and about to withdraw from the stage of history, he cooperates with the company and actively promotes the transformation of the Tang Sect while keeping the assassin department hidden and low-key. Although he has a foreign surname, in terms of merit, he can already be ranked below the ancestor. First level; in terms of strength, he is the last peerless genius to emerge from the chaotic era of war and strife!He is now the well-deserved number one assassin in the world!

The entire Tang Sect was operating in an orderly manner in his hands.Everyone admires him from the bottom of their hearts!Recently, he has been thinking hard about how to implant advanced espionage technology into the assassins who perform their missions.As the saying goes, there are no big or small details, but he is one of the few who can do it.

"Senior brother." Zhang Wang repeated what Tang Muzhi said on the phone.

"Since it involves 'ink tendons and soft bones', you can decide this matter yourself, and you can put down the task at hand first." Yang Lie lowered his eyes and drank his tea.

"Well...I'm going to the Tang Tomb." Zhang Wang informed.

Yang Lie agreed.He knew that Zhang Wang was not a pure assassin, he was irritable, and easy to feel compassionate.The same is true for Tang Miaoxing, who lacks the ability to match the spirit of an innovator—so he can only hold on tightly, not letting go of any opportunity to transform and rise the Tang Sect...Looking at the entire Tang Sect, he is the only one who has perfectly inherited The strength and belief of those dead old Tangmen!
Zhang Wang nodded, and then walked silently in the direction of Tang Tomb.

The Tang Tomb is a restricted area for the Tang Dynasty. Except for worshiping, no one can enter without the permission of the gate chief.

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"Xiao Ming!" After leaving Tangzhong, Zhang Wang waved to a young man about 30 years old.

"Master Wang." Tang Ming stepped forward, "What do you want me to do?"

Zhang Wang stood with his hands behind his hands: "I remember that you haven't had any tasks recently... There is one thing that is considered personal to me. Let me entrust you to handle it." He grinned, "As you know, I went to Suzhou to find Tang Yuan a few days ago. My son, he has been in some trouble recently, maybe he has something to do with Quan Xing..." Suzhou No. [-] Middle School.

Xue Jia and others avoided the guard and took Xu Jingrong back to the dormitory.

"Ah! Has she been drinking?" The girl in the same bed helped her over——Xu Jingrong slept on the upper bunk, but they couldn't help her up, so they had to let her sleep on the lower bunk first.

"Totally drunk... Didn't she go to celebrate sister Guang Shao's birthday? How come she's so drunk?"

Xue Jia was thoughtful and had already told the girl who was going to celebrate the birthday with her not to reveal any information, so she could only say: "Oh, I had a lot of fun today, but who knew that Jingrong couldn't drink at all, not even two or three bottles of beer, haha. "

"It's true - that Tang Muzhi is so unreliable, he brought people to drink alcohol! It's a pity that Jingrong was so kind to him and even gave him his father's cotton-padded clothes to wear."

"Really?" Xue Jia asked doubtfully, "I noticed he was always wearing thin shirts. It's quite hot in the hotel... I didn't expect Jingrong and him to have such a good relationship."

"Sister and brother must be in love! Hee hee."

"Speaking of which, Xue Jia, why are you observing people so carefully? Humph..."

"Screw you!"

Several people laughed for a while and returned to their respective dormitories.

After Tang Muzhi finished doing things in the city center, he suddenly remembered that the cotton-padded clothes Xu Jingrong gave him were still in the hotel, so he went back to get them.

The clothes were placed at the front desk, and the manager certainly didn't look good when he saw him - he was also suffering today. He had been running errands, was in a hurry, and was scolded a lot. Life is not easy.

Tang Muzhi apologized and took away the clothes.

It was almost five o'clock when he returned to school. He first went to the women's dormitory to ask about Xu Jingrong. After learning that the other party had gone to bed, he entrusted them with cotton-padded clothes to take back.

Then he went to the dormitory to pack his things - he was living outside recently.

As for asking for leave?There is no need for that anymore. The principal and the dean of students were all beaten up by Guang Shao. It would be hard for him to ask for leave now.

I packed my luggage and walked out directly in front of the concierge.

There were not many public telephone booths, so Tang Muzhi calculated his spare money and found a small hotel with telephone booths nearby.

At around seven o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Muzhi ate something casually and called Zhang Wang over.

"Master Wang?"

"Yes. Mu Zhi. After you have thought about your matter, I will arrange for a person to go to your side. Remember to pick him up."

"Master Wang, what you arranged is..."

"Relax, he's a master of our Tang Sect's inner sect, his name is Tang Ming. Based on his seniority, you should call him cousin. He'll be here probably on the morning of the [-]th. Don't stir up trouble at this time."

"Okay. Thank you, Mr. Wang."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Muzhi recalled the original comic book.

His memory began to play in reverse like a movie.Photographic memory - this was an ability he had never possessed in his previous life, but he did not expect that as his realm of meditation deepened, his memory seemed to be a document that could be accessed at will, with meticulous details.

Tang Ming didn't appear much in the original book, and he didn't show his strength. He only said that he was Tang Wenlong's master.From the comics, although this person looks tall and thick, he has a very careful heart and connects the upper and lower levels of the Tang Sect—this is the helper Guang and Tang need now!

(End of this chapter)