God-level Delivery Man from Ten Thousand Realms

Wang Yi couldn't believe his eyes:

"Well, how did this thing live?"

The dust is also blank.

The breath of the **** corpse Helena is very strange, even she has a feeling of erect hair.

But she subconsciously took a step forward, blocking everyone behind her.

Helena looked at the sun for a while, and suddenly looked at Chen Ai and others coldly.

"℅℅@&*/-,#*?"

Everyone was taken aback.

No one can understand what she is talking about!

But the dust seems to have been in contact before:

"It seems to be ancient Celtic..."

When Helena heard her speaking in Chinese, she said a very fluent Chinese:

"Now, how long has passed since the Battle of Troy?"

Wang Yi was startled:

"Ask the world, is this thing not a **** corpse, but a terminator?"

The dust glared at Wang Yi:

"Do not talk!"

But she is not in a hurry, the gap between the two sides is too big, if the corpse of the gods does it, no one will survive!

Taking a deep breath, the dust looked at Helena:

"Almost three thousand years."

Helena looked cold:

"It's been so long...this is China?"

"Yes!"

"China, this is not where I should set foot."

Helena said, suddenly raising her hand!

"brush!"

A spear with bright golden light suddenly appeared in her hand, and then she gave the spear lightly to the ground!

next moment!

"call!"

With a burst of dazzling golden light, everyone closed their eyes subconsciously.

When they looked at the warehouse again, they discovered that Helena had disappeared without a trace!

Of course, as for why Helena wakes up, no one knows.

…

When the dust finished speaking, Jiang Fan only felt a trance in his mind.

There is a problem with the phone? Pharaoh actually hung up once? Why did the **** corpse run away?

I just left home for only a day, so what happened to me?

Jiang Fan suppressed his anger:

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The dust voice is still as indifferent as ever:

"Since you are out, naturally there are things to be done. I can handle the previous things, and there is no need for you to come back. Now that the corpse of the gods has run away, it is useless for you to come back."

Jiang Fan was startled. The so-called concern was chaotic. Now he was awakened by the dust in just a word, and he finally calmed down.

After thinking about it, Jiang Fan asked:

"Then the corpse didn't say anything else?"

"I didn't say anything, but looking at her aura, I doubt very much whether she is a subordinate **** or not."

Jiang Fan frowned.

At the auction, Wan Dian once introduced the origin of this **** corpse Helena. It is said to be the fourth **** among the twelve gods of Olympus. Now listening to the words of the dust, the identity of this corpse is estimated On the above, something obviously went wrong.

But Chen was right, and it was useless to go back now.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Fan said seriously:

"Thanks a lot for these two days."

"You don't need to say thank you, you just give me things early."

"I'll give it to you when I go back!"

"I hope your words count."

Hanging up, Jiang Fan finally couldn't help but waved his hand in irritation!

Money!

According to previous estimates, this Helena is worth at least one million!

And listening to what the dust said now, the valuation of one million is less!

If I knew it, I should wipe her neck first!

It's a loss, it's a big loss!

Jiang Fan was heartbroken, beating his chest and feet.

Even the investigation of Tang Zhen couldn't take care of it.

Fortunately, the phone rang at this time.

Jiang Fan turned on the phone, only to find that Zhao Xiaochuan had sent a picture.

The picture is obviously a screenshot of the video, not too clear, but it can be clearly seen that it is a side view of a man.

Most of the man's face is hidden in the shadows, and he can only vaguely see the straight bridge of the nose and the sharp corners of the lips.

But even in this way, Jiang Fan could feel a cold taste of iron and blood across the screen.

It's just a pity, after all, it's just a profile, and it's impossible to see the full picture of the man.

Jiang Fan just saw the picture clearly, Zhao Xiaochuan also called:

"Brother Fan, have you seen the photos sent to you?"

"I saw it."

"So far, only one private jet has landed. This person got down from above. I asked a few gangsters to make trouble, as you said, but before they got close to him, the gangsters fainted, but Finally got half a picture of him... will it be him?"

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment:

"How did he go?"

"Take a car!"

"Adjust the monitor and follow him all the way!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Xiaochuan agreed, and tentatively asked:

"Brother Fan, do you want someone to follow?"

"No need, find a few more gangsters and continue to observe the airport!"

"clear!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Fan finally took a deep breath and looked at the picture again.

In the dark, he felt that this man was his goal!

"Very good, very good... God asked, Tianzun, this time, I must get you out!"

…

Muliu Lane, Cangzhou.

This is the center of Cangzhou decades ago, and the entire alley is a two-story building that was rare in those days.

However, with the development of the times, the city's center of gravity has moved south, and this place has gradually declined.

Especially when it was in disrepair for a long time, the walls of the house were peeling off everywhere, and large mosses grew in some corners, only the unique European-style pillars, which also vaguely told of the glory of the past.

In an inconspicuous second floor, a man is sitting on an old sofa with peeling patent leather, looking at a newspaper leisurely.

This is a local morning paper in Cangzhou, but it is weird, but one of the pages has messy fonts, especially vague, like a printing error.

But the man prefers to seem to understand, and his eyes keep falling on it.

After a long time, the man put down the newspaper and sighed.

As he raised his head, a slightly swollen strange face finally appeared.

This is a face that no one recognizes, but if Sect Master Shanhai is here, just by looking at his eyes, you can find that this person is exactly the same as Tang Zhen back then!

In fact, this man is Tang Zhen!

He only had a complete surgery three days ago. Although there is a healing medicine from the realm of comprehension, it will take at least a few days for the swelling to disappear.

And his current identity is Cangzhou's soul transfer official, in charge of all matters related to the heavens in Cangzhou!

And the code in the newspaper was the code word from the sky to Cangzhou.

Unlike Jingcheng, Cangzhou's secrets were all started through newspapers, and Chuanhunshi would not show up at all, which could make his identity even more secretive.

only…

"Unexpectedly, after hiding for 20 years, I will continue to hide..."

A faint haze flashed across Tang Zhen's eyes.

With his strength and aptitude, he should have been famous for a long time, and even with a suitable opponent, his strength may be even further!

But all his good years were wasted on dormancy, even if he was loyal to Tianwen, he would still be upset after all.

"Fortunately, coming soon...In the future, my name, Tang Zhen, will never be worse than Tianding!"

In Tang Zhen's eyes, the color of jealousy disappeared in a flash!

Just at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him:

"Yes! The lofty ambition is commendable!"