I was startled. Chairman Tan suspected that when the Japanese god son seized Tang Mingli's house, did he succeed in seizing it
No, the person who fought Muge was definitely not the Japanese god son.
What kind of thing is the Son of God in that day, how could he have Tang Mingli's aura of king
I have to admit that the man who keeps calling himself "Zhen" and surrounded by black dragons has the air of an emperor. If in ancient times, no one would doubt him if he was said to be an emperor traveling in disguise.
Tang Mingli drank leisurely and said, "I helped you capture those Japanese warriors and get back the spirit stones, but you suspect that I am a spy?"
Chairman Tan's face also became serious, and said: "Master Tang, you are a great master, you may be promoted to the god level in the future, and Huaxia will rely on you to protect it. Many top-level secrets will also be told to you. If you It is really the son of the gods of Japan, and it will be a disaster for Huaxia, we can't afford such a risk."
Tang Mingli peeled another lobster for me and said, "I said that I am not the son of God, do you believe me?"
I also asked: "Chairman Tan, how do you plan to verify?"
Chairman Tan said: "This is quite simple. Please also ask Patriarch Tang to go with me to the headquarters of the special department. In our headquarters, there is a demon mirror. The demon mirror can not only illuminate demons and ghosts, but also the ghosts and ghosts." the soul of man."
I looked at Tang Mingli, feeling a little nervous.
Does he dare to go
"Okay." Tang Mingli replied simply, "When are you going?"
"Now." Chairman Tan said firmly.
Tang Mingli frowned and said, "It's hard for me to go out on a date with Junyao, do you have to disturb us?"
I stretched out my hand, put it on his hand, and said, "Mingli, it doesn't matter. One day is uncertain, and they will not be at ease. Our days are still long."
The movements of his hands paused, and he said, "Since Jun Yao has said so, fine."
I got into the car with him and came to the headquarters of the special department underground in the Temple of Heaven. As soon as I entered the door, I found that my spiritual consciousness was restricted and could no longer be used.
Chairman Tan said: "This is a new type of mental power limiter we developed, which can limit the powers of people with mental powers below the eighth level."
I did the math, my consciousness is equivalent to a late seventh-level psychic power user.
Chairman Tan sighed, and said: "There was once a seventh-level psychic power user from Nanyue Kingdom mixed into the headquarters. Fortunately, there was a late-level seven power user in our headquarters, and we found it in time, otherwise we would It was a heavy loss. Since then, our research and development department has devoted itself to researching the mental power limiter, and now it has begun to bear fruit."
I was suddenly a little nervous, if something was wrong in the demon mirror later, Mingli would definitely not be able to leave the gate of the special department today.
Chairman Tan personally led us to a room, one side of which was entirely glass, and there was a table inside, on which was placed the demon mirror.
A man in his forties was sitting in front of the demon mirror, with a serious expression on his face, without anger or prestige, he sat on a small table like a city.
Chairman Tan said: "Patriarch Tang, please."
Tang Mingli asked, "Who is this?"
Chairman Tan said: "This surname is Huang, and he is a late eighth-level psychic power user."
Grade eight!
At the end of the eighth level, his strength was already higher than that of Tang Mingli.
It seems that the country attaches great importance to Tang Mingli.
Tang Mingli smiled, didn't take it seriously, and went straight in. I wanted to follow in, but was stopped. Chairman Tan said: "Ms. Yuan, you are an alchemist and very important to Huaxia. For your safety, please Stay outside."
Tang Mingli brushed away the broken hair on my forehead and said, "Don't be afraid, Junyao, I'll be out soon."
I nodded, getting more nervous.
Tang Mingli sat down opposite Mr. Huang, the two looked at each other, and there seemed to be a faint confrontation.
Suddenly, Mr. Huang unleashed his mental power violently, trying to suppress Tang Mingli, but Tang Mingli still had a calm smile, standing still in front of his hurricane-like mental power.
Mr. Huang opened his mouth and said, "Patriarch Tang really lives up to his reputation."
Tang Mingli smiled and said, "Mr. Huang is worthy of being the pillar of the country."
Mr. Huang pointed at the demon mirror and said, "Patriarch Tang, please."
I stood outside the glass and clenched my fists nervously. Tang Mingli picked up the mirror. It was a bronze mirror with a brass-colored surface. The moment his face was illuminated, a faint golden light emanated from the mirror.
In the golden light, the mirror surface became extremely clear.
The mirror reflected Tang Mingli's face, and my heart suddenly rose to my throat.
The face in the mirror was exactly the same as Tang Mingli's.
My heart fell suddenly, it's great, he was not taken away! He is still my Mingli!
Chairman Tan also smiled, nodded slightly and said, "God bless me Huaxia."
Tang Mingli put down the mirror, stood up, and said, "Mr. Huang, take your leave."
"Wait a minute." Mr. Huang said suddenly, I was startled, did he find something
Tang Mingli turned around and said, "What else can Mr. Huang teach you?"
Mr. Huang said seriously: "Patriarch Tang, be careful, Japan will not let it go."
Tang Mingli's tone was somewhat arrogant: "I'm afraid they won't come."
As soon as he came out, I rushed up, hugged his neck, and said happily: "Great, Mingli, now you are cleared of suspicion."
He hugged me gently, took out a handkerchief, wiped away the tears from my cheeks, and said, "Okay, Jun Yao, don't cry."
"I didn't cry."
"I'm crying like a tabby cat." He smiled dotingly.
When I touched it, my face was wet. It turned out that I was really crying.
I was really terrified of losing him.
He squeezed my hand tightly and said, "Come on, let's go home."
I have never been in such a good mood. When I arrived at the door of my own room, before entering the door, I turned around and kissed him lightly on the cheek. I kissed it last time.
He leaned into my ear and said, "Jun Yao, I'm next door, you can call me anytime you need."
My face was flushed with embarrassment, and I pushed him away: "Go, go, don't try to take advantage of me."
He had a great laugh.
This night, I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
But I didn't expect that Mr. Huang was right, and within a few days, a letter of war was sent to the Tang family.
This letter of war was nailed to the gate of the Tang family by a Japanese dart. The two gatekeepers of the Tang family were poisoned by some kind of poison, and they fell in front of the door, their faces livid and motionless.
Tang Mingli narrowed his eyes slightly, and wanted to get the gauntlet, but I stopped him and said, "There is poison on the dart."
"It's a little poison, it's okay." He threw the dart aside and opened the gauntlet, while I ran over to check on the two gatekeepers.
Pulling open their chests, a blue palm print was imprinted on it, exuding a strange fragrance.
"This is the poisonous palm of Dongpu." A Tang family member said.
I glanced at him. This uncle in his forties was named Tang Chao, and he was Tang Mingli's fourth uncle.
His cultivation level is not high, he is only in the early stage of personalization, but his knowledge is very profound, he has the title of a living dictionary, and he is in charge of the intelligence department of the Tang family. It is said that there is nothing related to aliens in the world that he does not know.
"Poison palm?" I asked.
Tang Chao frowned, and said, "There is a great master in Japan named Ju Chongming. He is very good at using poison, and his poisonous palm is superb. The poisonous palms on the chests of these two people should be from his disciples and grandchildren. "
"Why?" I asked.
He said in a deep voice: "If he makes a move, they can't be alive."
My face also became serious, and I took out two detoxification pills for them to eat. The poisonous palm print on my chest melted under the action of the medicine, but it was very wide and gathered, and turned into a poisonous palm print again.
I exclaimed in surprise: "What a domineering poison!"
Tang Chao's face was a little heavy: "No one can cure Ju Chongming's poison so far."
This sentence aroused my competitive spirit, I took out a knife, and gently cut open the wound, the blue-black blood gushed out, I put it in a small bottle, and said: "Carry them in first."
The two were carried away. I looked at Tang Mingli and said, "Is it Tachibana Chongming's gauntlet?"
The corner of Tang Mingli's mouth curled up, and he said, "Since he wants to take his own humiliation, why should I refuse?"