"We can talk." The masked general spoke. His voice was not unpleasant, but had a musical accent, like a pipe organ.

"I have nothing to talk about with you."

"No, no, no, everything in the world has a price. As long as there is a price, a deal can be negotiated." General Wang smiled again, as if he had met an old friend with the same goals, "I see ambition in your eyes, you

He is a careerist like me."

"I'm different from trash like you. Your goal is to evolve into a 'god' kind of existence?"

"Of course, God is the greatest creation. It is the throne of the world. Anyone wants to sit on it." Wang Jiang didn't know why the boy in front of him could see through his purpose at a glance, but it didn't affect his performance.

Hold it high, like an actor trapped in himself on stage.

Unfortunately, in Mu Yi's opinion, he is more like a clown, dancing and dancing just to amuse the audience.

Mu Yi was indeed amused. The man in front of him was so despicable and pathetic. "But God was also killed." Mu Yi told a bloody fact. Yes, God himself was killed. Only through God's

Relics want to get the throne of the Lord of the World, that's just a fool's dream.

The king's performance was as if someone had pinched his neck. He wanted to say something, but couldn't. "The only one who can kill God is God! There is only one person in history who can kill God!"

"But that one is also dead."

Mu Yi knew that the god he was talking about was the white emperor. It was true that only the black emperor could kill the white emperor, but the black emperor himself also died. He had died for countless epochs, leaving only a prophecy of return.

The sky was getting darker and the sea breeze in early spring was stronger. The king's thoughts were like the sea water being rolled up in Tokyo Bay. He wanted to tell Mu Yi how great his ideal was, but Mu Yi stood there like a continent.

Unmoved.

"What about you? What I see in your eyes is endless ambition. Your ambition is greater than anyone else! Don't you want to go to the throne of the world? What is your purpose?"

"Actually, I want to live a life where my wife and children are on the hot bed." Mu Yi scratched his head, "Open a coffee shop. It doesn't matter whether there are customers or not. I just want a place where I can see the people I like reading seriously, and occasionally go there with

My friends play games."

"No way, this can't be your ambition!"

"That's my dream, but it's not my ambition. My ambition is stronger than anyone else's. If anyone wants to take away my things, I will destroy them all. If anyone wants to threaten me at the negotiation table, I will destroy them."

Whether it is a table, the throne of the world, or an old courtyard in the countryside, it makes no difference to me."

Mu Yi told the king his ambitions, which were both small and big.

The king pointed at Mu Yi and was speechless. He really couldn't understand the young man in front of him. He obviously had a stronger belief in becoming stronger than anyone else, but he had no idea about the throne that was so easy to get?

If the strength really reaches that level, will anyone give up the power and power at hand to experience civilian life?

The king did not believe it. With his dirty thinking, he would only think that Mu Yi was a liar and a hypocrite. "Boy, surrender under my feet. I can give you the gift of God after ascending the throne!"

"Are you worthy?" Mu Yi looked at the king general in front of him with deep disdain in his eyes, "A mere puppet dares to lie in front of me. If you come to me in person, I will probably sit down and talk to you.

You have a drink and then pour the wine into your eyes. The look in your eyes makes people very uncomfortable."

General Wang seemed to have been stabbed in a sore spot. He was so angry that he rushed towards Mu Yi. General Wang was indeed just a puppet, a shield used by conspirators to hide their identity. He felt that his scheme was already very deep, but for some reason Mu Yi saw the flaw.

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So in his eyes, Mu Yi must die!

The king's speed was so fast that he could only catch an afterimage in the air. The next moment, this scary mask appeared in front of Mu Yi's eyes, and he punched Mu Yi's chest.

Mu Yi felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a car. Under the influence of taboo drugs at all costs, Wang General had already developed the physical fitness of a super hybrid. Even if Yuan Zhisheng came in person, he would not be able to match this kind of strength.

But it was limited to this. This kind of power was still far behind Mu Yi, who was comparable to the Dragon King's human body. The next moment, the space in front of Mu Yi seemed to be shattered, and two kinds of energy appeared on the body of the general.

A huge wound.

The wound was deep, and the broken bones and internal organs could be seen inside, but despite this, the king was still not dead. He was like a ghost from hell, dragging his broken body around the city. Unfortunately, the ghost that was supposed to be looking for prey became the prey.

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General Wang was still charging, and a section of his intestines was exposed in his torn abdomen, but the punch that came at him did not pose any threat. When Mu Yi was one meter in front of him, he could no longer move forward.

"Three feet in front of me is my world. If you break into this place, you will only die." Mu Yi looked at the unable to move general in front of him and whispered his judgment words.

The king's body began to disintegrate, and the space cracked open like a mirror, tearing apart the broken body and slowly turning it into a puddle of broken flesh.

Another way to die next time, this is too disgusting. Mu Yi looked at the 'entity' of the king on the ground with a disgusted expression. Then he reluctantly wrapped Ryoma Soichiro in the newly bought clothes, covering the wounds on his body, and locked the body.

The space did not allow the smell of blood to escape and brought him back to his room at the Peninsula Hotel in Tokyo.

When Mu Yi returned to the room, she found that only Chu Zihang was there. This killer went to Edo Sandao Stadium today with the intention of studying, but he 'accidentally' used Beichen Itto Style to defeat the successor of Kagami Akechi Style.

The master of the Shixue Hall was finally identified as the one who kicked the hall.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Chu Zihang did not go into details. Since he said he was kicking the gym, he should kick the gym. Then he used the mirror mind to defeat the gym owner again, and staged a wave of pros and cons.

The manual teaching finally made the owner of the museum almost become a teacher, so Chu Zihang took advantage of the chaos and left.

In addition to the Shixuekan, the Xuanwu Pavilion located in Kanda Yuchi was also attacked by this embryo-killing murderer. The Xuanwu Pavilion is the inheritance dojo of Beichen's Itto Style. Today, Chu Zihang took down the sign at the door.

Using the same forehand and backhand teaching methods, Shinto Wu Nian Ryu and Beichen Itto Ryu defeated the Xuanwu Hall master twice.

Tomorrow's target for this embryo-killer is the Shinto Musen-ryu training hall, which is the last of the three major venues in Edo.

Caesar should be collecting protection money from the gang at this time. He even sent Mu Yi a selfie of himself, in which he stepped on the shoulders of a kneeling fat man, with the black and gold hunting knife Ditto placed on the opponent's face.

superior.

It was probably a turf dispute between two local gangs. When Caesar heard this, he took the initiative to go over. This middle school boy was becoming more and more unrestrained. He didn't plan to come back tonight.

At this time, Chu Zihang and Mu Yi were sitting opposite each other. Between them was Ryoma Soichiro, who was lying on the floor. He was now wearing a bandage. Chu Zihang's craftsmanship was not good, and there was a lot of bleeding in the process.

Of course Mu Yi didn't have any skills, but after feeding him anti-inflammatory medicine, his breathing seemed to be stable.

"Who is this guy?"

"I don't know him, but he was chased by Deadpool today. It seems he must know some terrible secret."

"Just wait for him to wake up?"

"Well, let's keep vigil tonight instead. After all, this person is not worthy of trust yet."

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At this time, Kofu City, 70 kilometers due west of downtown Tokyo, is very busy. It is surrounded by mountains, and there is such a basin under the mountains. During the Warring States Period, Takeda Shingen developed this place to its peak. It is now Jingdong.

An important part of the urban circle.

Caesar is here now. He has just single-handedly defeated the main force of the rival gang and won the recognition of everyone in the local gang from top to bottom. Now he is inviting the younger brothers he just met to drink.

This man can chat with European aristocrats on the top floor of the Vienna Palace, or exchange drinks with gangsters on the street. With his strong strength and bold temperament, coupled with his generous handwriting, Caesar immediately gathered a bunch of subordinates around him.

This comes from his charm.

He is located near Kofu City Minami Station. The station here has express trains directly to Tokyo. There are two major highways into the mountains in the south and southeast. The one in the south leads to Fujinomiya City, and the one in the southeast

A road called Misaka Road leads to Mount Fuji.

Except for Zenomaru, the development of other places here is relatively primitive, with dense woods and elegant scenery, and it is also very suitable for ambush.
Chapter completed!