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If one wants to improve his own destiny and luck quickly, the quickest way is to seize the destiny of those who are not only rich and noble, but also have great influence on the world.
As long as you successfully take away a person's life, his luck will be greatly improved.
Wang Wanghu didn't know how to use qigong, so it was too troublesome to find those noble people who hadn't made any achievements yet. Of course, it was more convenient to find those who had already achieved success.
It is conceivable how frightened Wang Bin was when he heard about Wang Wanghu's plan.
"My master became depressed and ill because of this incident. He died within a few years. After telling me everything and passing on the position of Lions Club president to me, he passed away."
At that time, Wang Wanghu's cultivation had surpassed Wang Bin's. It was because he trusted Wang Bin deeply and regarded him as a father that he was caught off guard and was crippled by Wang Bin.
His apprentice trusted him so much, but he betrayed Wang Wanghu's trust in him. Because of something he had not yet done, he ruined him and broke his wings. Wang Bin didn't know how painful his heart was.
Huang Yuanbiao closed his eyes in pain: "From that day on, I knew that the Xiaohu I knew was dead. What survived was just a body full of hatred for the Lions."
"Although he didn't show any expression on the surface, I could sense the rage burning in his heart. That fire made my heart palpitate, especially after Zeng Zijie disappeared. Although I had no evidence, I guessed that this incident was related to him. Since then, I dared not let him out of my sight."
Liao Zhong said coldly: "You know that Wang Wanghu has ulterior motives, why don't you just be straightforward and at least hand him over to Natutong."
"That's my junior fellow apprentice. I watched him grow up." Huang Yuanbiao was very emotional and roared at Liao Zhong, "Master has already punished him for something he didn't do. What else do you want from me?"
"Are we really going to let him die, or lock him up in a dark bunker and never see the light of day again?"
Wang Wanghu was dismissed by Wang Bin because of the ideas he revealed.
Being punished for speech is also a rather unpopular thing in ordinary society.
Liao Zhong also sighed. He understood Huang Yuanbiao's thoughts, but he could not tolerate it. Protecting the people and the land was his duty: "President Huang, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to stay in Tong for a while."
Huang Yuanbiao did not make any move to resist, nor did he defend himself. He just acquiesced to Nadutong's house arrest.
Liao Zhong stood up and prepared to leave the meeting room. He wanted to move on to interrogate another protagonist.
"Mr. Liao," Huang Yuanbiao suddenly spoke from behind Liao Zhong. "I know my request may be a bit excessive."
Huang Yuanbiao was a well-known hero in southern China, but at this moment he put on a very humble attitude, almost begging Liao Zhong in a pleading tone:
"Can you spare his life?"
Liao Zhong didn't look back, but held the door for a moment and said, "That depends on his performance."
Then he simply left.
Huang Yuanbiao smiled bitterly and sat down on the ground without any grace.
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From behind the one-way mirror, he looked at the person on the other end of the mirror who had just been captured. He still had scars all over his body and looked in a miserable state.
But his expression was high-spirited, his eyes were arrogant, and even his hair style stood up proudly. There was no sign of the humble and peaceful look he had at the Qixing Sports School.
Wang Wanghu is also an actor with superb acting skills.
Liao Zhong now dared not look down on him in the slightest, as this was a person who almost turned South China into a mess.
If Wang Bin had not been decisive, he would have been able to improve his destiny. When the time came, heaven and earth would have been on his side. Not to mention becoming Liu Xiu, he would have been a Fang La at least. The economy, which had finally started to improve at that time, would have been beaten back down.
By then, no matter what, the losers will be the people of South China.
Thinking back to Zeng Zijie who fooled the people in the southwest, Liao Zhong sighed in his heart:
"This master and disciple pair, a wicked dragon and a god of disaster, are truly top-notch."
Then, no one knew what Liao Zhong was thinking of, but he suddenly lowered his head and said to Hu Xiuwu, who was almost as tall as his shoulders:
"We will interrogate Wang Wanghu later. You come in with me."
Hu Xiuwu was very confused by Liao Zhong's strange proposal and said in surprise: "Me? I don't know how to interrogate, why do you want me to accompany you? Can't I just stay here and watch with Chen Duo?"
"You just defeated him head-on. If you accompany me, it might be able to do wonders."
"But···"
Before Hu Xiuwu could finish, Liao Zhong interrupted him impatiently: "I didn't discuss this with you, you must come here, otherwise you can go home."
Seeing Liao Zhong taking it home to threaten him, Hu Xiuwu naturally refused to accept it, and immediately...
She obediently left the room with him.
What can he do? He told his parents! Can't afford to play, you little aj.
In the observation room, Chen Duo was the only one left with a head full of question marks. Based on her understanding of Liao Zhong, Liao Zhong was not targeting Hu Xiuwu this time.
"Uncle Liao, what is he thinking about?"
Chapter 206: The Evil Dragon is Taken into Custody
There was silence in the interrogation room. The room had no windows, only a one-way mirror, and the walls were covered with soundproof panels, making the room like a quiet room. The people locked inside could not hear any sound, so as to increase the psychological burden on the suspect.
But this little trick was obviously useless to Wang Wanghu. He closed his eyes and focused his mind. Although a Guiyuan needle had been inserted into his body and he could not circulate his Qi, he still practiced meditation.
His body was wrapped in bandages, and his broken bones had just been reset by a very knowledgeable medical officer, but due to the alien's strong physique, they were worried that he would recover too quickly, so they didn't put him in a cast.
The door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open, causing a small but strong wind to blow inside the room. Wang Wanghu looked up and saw Liao Zhong striding in. Wang Wanghu felt much better about Liao Zhong's arrest. At least there was one less hidden danger outside.
Hu Xiuwu followed Liao Zhong with his hands in his pockets, looking relaxed and like an outsider, a hanger-on who came here to watch the fun.
Liao Zhong did not sit in the interrogation room. Instead, he leaned on the table, lit a cigarette for himself, took a deep puff, and then exhaled a cloud of thick smoke. His expression was relaxed and comfortable, as if the fatigue of the past few days had also floated away from his body with the smoke.
Liao Zhong held the cigarette in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on Wang Wanghu:
"Wang Wanghu, you are really good at causing trouble. Even though you are disabled, you can still make such a big fuss."
Wang Wanghu remained silent. In his eyes, he looked down upon people like Liao Zhong and would not pay any attention to his questions.
He doesn't like any stranger who is not first-rate. Usually, for the sake of acting, he pretends to be a kind and generous elder, but in fact, there are few juniors in the Lion Club that he thinks highly of.
Liao Zhong had seen Wang Wanghu's response many times, so he was not affected. He continued, "You are quite playful. We have been thinking about it for a long time and still can't figure out where Zeng Zijie got so many incense and beliefs from."
"I didn't expect you to make an anime with him as the protagonist?"
This was Wang Wanghu's proudest achievement. He finally responded to Liao Zhong:
"So you guys have even found this out. Yes, this is the inspiration I got from those students."
"Besides, what can you do even if you find out? Can you block the boundless network?"
"As long as there is one fish that slips through the net, Ajie will not be forgotten."
His tone was full of pride in his idea of creating a god, and he showed off his achievements to Liao Zhong.
Just a few years ago, when Wang Wanghu was teaching the youth lion dance team at the Qixing Martial Arts School, during a break, he saw several teenagers gathered together and enthusiastically discussing which Ultraman was more powerful. There was admiration and fanaticism in their eyes, and they knew all the combat power parameters and background settings by heart.
Several people were arguing and even fighting. Wang Wanghu stepped forward to stop them as usual, but afterwards he specifically searched what Ultraman was.
What he didn't expect was that it was just an animation for children.
But such an anime actually has quite a lot of discussion on the Internet and has many loyal fans, which is really eye-opening for this old man.
Most of those who like Ultraman are children, but children’s faith is the purest. They can believe in the existence of light without asking for any return.
As long as you maintain this kind of faith for a few years, a giant god who holds the power of light will be born in the void.
Although Wang Wanghu had bewitched Zeng Zijie into becoming his follower, his strength was limited and he had no way to assist him. However, he had no good idea on how to make him stronger and better assist him.
This situation also gave him an idea. If he used Zeng Zijie as the prototype and asked someone to make a high-quality animation, he could gain a group of believers for Zeng Zijie and deify him without attracting attention.
I don't expect it to be as popular as this Ultraman movie all over the country, as long as it can be one-tenth or one-twelfth as popular as it is, it will be enough.
Wang Wanghu used his savings of many years and his last money to find the top animation team in Japan and spent a lot of money to tailor an animation for Zeng Zijie. The protagonist of the animation looks exactly like Zeng Zijie. Wang Wanghu specifically instructed the production team to give the protagonist a special ability.
The ability to gain supernatural powers from those inherited artifacts.
Nadutong had not noticed this before, and Wang Wanghu did not do it himself. It was only when Erzhuang was helping that he found that the name Zeng Zijie was actually highly discussed on the Internet, and then he discovered this work.
In fact, if Hu Xiuwu had not learned the Shangqing School's art of summoning gods when he was in Shangqing, he should have thought of how Wang Wanghu spread his faith.
As early as several years ago, people who practiced the method of summoning gods in Shangqing discovered that unexpectedly, among the ancestors they could invite, there was one more ancestor named Lin Fengjiao, who was particularly good at dealing with zombies and ghosts. All the Shangqing disciples who had invited him spoke highly of him.
After Wang Wanghu boasted to Liao Zhong about his methods, he stopped looking at him. He was more concerned about Hu Xiuwu, who had captured him personally. The dazzling sword light left a deep impression on him:
"You have excellent swordsmanship and great skills. It is not unfair for me to lose to you. Fellow Daoist, can you please tell me your name?"
Hu Xiuwu performed the Ziwu ceremony: "The junior Hu Xiuwu, I am learning from Shangqing Wu Dechang."
He is no longer on the Shangqing list and is not qualified to call himself a Shangqing disciple.
Wang Wanghu was a little surprised: "Seeing your superb swordsmanship, I thought you were the heir of some sword school."
"I am just lucky enough to have received the teachings from Senior Pei Min."
"Sword Saint Pei Min is well-known, and good luck to you, fellow Taoist." Wang Wanghu was a little emotional.
For him, it is better to be captured by a young alien with extraordinary talent than to be captured by those aliens who look down on him with their omnipotent skills.
Taking advantage of Wang Wanghu's lowered vigilance, Liao Zhong took advantage of the opportunity and tried to persuade him:
"Your senior brother Huang Yuanbiao just begged me to spare your life. You said that you could have become the leader of the Lions Club instead of living a good life. With your ability, you could have led the Lions Club to a new level."
Wang Wanghu snorted coldly: "Even if he is the president of the Lion Club, what can he do? He can only hide behind the scenes and smile at those mortals in front of the stage. What if Huang Yuanbiao becomes the president of the Lion Club? He still has to obey the orders of those weaklings whose throats he can easily crush."
Liao Zhong sneered: "You are just greedy for power and a superior position. Why do you have to make it seem like it's all someone else's fault?"
Wang Wanghu was very frank: "What's wrong with that? We are obviously the stronger ones, so shouldn't we have more power?"
"Because mortals cannot reach the level of extraordinary people, they ask us to lower our standards and stand on the same platform with them. Why? That is my talent, the power I was born with. Why should I restrain it just because it will hurt those weak people?"
"The crow is dark, but complains about the shining crow; the elk has no fangs, but condemns the lion for its sharp claws."
"What's this about being one with the light? That's all bullshit!"
With sharp words and self-consistent logic, no wonder he could fool Zeng Zijie and turn himself into a tool in Wang Wanghu's hands.
Liao Zhong felt emotional in his heart.
"You are wrong,"
Hu Xiuwu was deeply touched by his words. He had witnessed Zhang Qian, despite his frail body, travel thousands of miles to prove to the emperor the abilities of ordinary people.
"Mortals are not weak. Their physiques may be vastly different from those of Inhumans, but there are still people whose minds can surpass you and me by a thousand times. You were captured today because you were defeated by the technology created by mortals."
"No, I was defeated only by you."
Wang Wanghu refused to admit that he was defeated by a mortal. He only admitted that he was defeated by Hu Xiuwu.
"My ending today is just bad luck. If not... I didn't expect my master to be so timid that he didn't even dare to let me try. Otherwise, the situation today might not be like this."