Go crazy!You call me the ultimate?

Wang Sizheng's country house is located in a remote village, except for local farmers, no foreign tourists will set foot here.

At noon, when Sabli rushed to the villa with a large group of people, he was relieved to see a tall man standing at the gate from a distance.

This man is Wang Sizheng's housekeeper and bodyguard. Wang Sizheng calls him Ah Zhong.

This person is inseparable from Wang Sizheng, as long as he is here, Wang Sizheng will not escape.

Ah Zhong is a strong man with a height of 1.9 meters, with a resolute face, which looks like a piece of walking steel.

"Mr. Sable, the master has been waiting inside for a long time, please follow me."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the villa.

For the more than 300 soldiers behind Sabri, Ah Zhong didn't even look at them, they were like air in his eyes.

Sabri only brought two personal guards, and followed into the villa.

It is more like a farmhouse than a villa.

The house is not big, and at most twenty people can be hidden in it, so he is not worried about an ambush at all.

After entering, I saw that the living room was empty, only a middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa, and there was no one else.

This middle-aged man, who looks to be in his 40s, looks very ordinary.

It's so common that you won't even glance at him on the street.

"Sit down, Mr. Sable."

After Sabri sat down, he looked around and couldn't help asking.

"Mr. Wang, there are only two of you here? Where are the others?"

Sitting opposite him, that extremely ordinary man is Wang Zanghai, whose name is justified!

Wang Zanghai smiled lightly and said.

"For the convenience of talking, everyone else went home."

Sabri changed his expression and asked.

"You asked me to come here, do you have anything to say in person?"

Wang Zanghai glanced at the army outside the window with a smile and replied.

"There is a saying that distance creates estrangement. Across the phone, many things can't be said clearly, which will lead to misunderstanding."

"That's why I invite you to come here in person to resolve some misunderstandings between us."

Sabri sneered and said.

"Is it really a misunderstanding?"

At this time, he already wanted to show his cards directly, and he didn't want to entangle with this person any longer.

Wang Zanghai saw the murderous look in his eyes, but he didn't take it seriously.

"Mr. Sabri, I'm just doing business with you sincerely, but you brought so many people here. Isn't this a misunderstanding?"

Sabri smiled and said.

"In this case, please invite Mr. Wang to my barracks to talk. I think that is more sincere."

Wang Zanghai glanced at him and said calmly.

"I'm not used to going to that kind of place, let's talk here."

Sabri shrugged and said.

"I'm afraid this is beyond your control."

The two guards behind him had their hands on their guns and were ready to arrest people at any moment.

Only then did Wang Zanghai's tone turn slightly cold.

"Is this threatening me?"

Sabli nodded unceremoniously.

"It can be understood in this way, you must come with me today."

Wang Zanghai smiled lightly, with a trace of coldness in his smile.

"Mr. Sable, you have misunderstood me very deeply."

"In order for our dialogue to proceed smoothly, I must take some action!"

Sabri looked at him, and Ah Zhong, who had no expression on his face, couldn't help but smiled contemptuously.

"What action do you want to take?"

Wang Zanghai sighed slightly, didn't speak, just made a gesture of wiping his neck.

After Ah Zhong received the instruction, he responded immediately.

With a flash of his figure, he was already behind Sabri in the next second!
In the blink of an eye, Sabli didn't even see clearly, only heard two clicks behind him.

When I looked back, the two guards had already fallen to the ground, their heads turned behind their backs!

A chill instantly rose from the back and rushed straight to the forehead.

Unexpectedly, Ah Zhong turned out to be such a powerful master!

Tianzhu, like Huaxia, is the birthplace of ancient martial arts. Since ancient times, countless top masters have been born. For example, the ancestor Bodhidharma who crossed the river with a reed came from Tianzhu.

Sabri was born as an aristocrat, and he has practiced traditional ancient martial arts of Tianzhu since he was a child. Although he is not a first-class master, he has seen many national teachers, and his vision is still very high.

He could tell Ah Zhong's martial arts cultivation level at a glance, looking at the world, it is rare to meet an opponent!
Even the guardians of the eight major temples in the capital may be far inferior to this dull man!

"So strong!"

"How could such a master be your bodyguard? Who are you!"

Wang Zanghai smiled faintly, pointed out the door, Ah Zhong nodded, and walked out with his head held high.

Soon, there was a burst of gunshots outside the door, loud shouts of killing, and heart-piercing screams.

Sabri looked out the window, but it was blood red!
Ah Zhong let out a low growl, and single-handedly broke into the 300-man enemy formation, blood and brains flew everywhere with his fists and feet.

Hundreds of bullets passed by him, but none of them could hurt him!
In the hail of guns and bullets, Ah Zhong turned into the Shura God of Hell, mercilessly harvesting lives!

Sabli has served in the Tianzhu army for ten years, and has seen many illustrious warrior kings. Those warrior kings' records are already terrifying, but compared with the killing god Ah Zhong in front of him, they are like toddlers!
With bare hands, more than 300 regular troops were killed without the power to parry!

This man named Ah Zhong has simply surpassed the scope of human beings!
A huge fear hit his heart, and Sabri finally realized one thing, he completely underestimated Wang Sizheng!

"Who the hell are you!"

Wang Zanghai smiled slightly, looked at Ah Zhong outside the window, and replied slowly.

"Since you asked the question sincerely, let me tell you that most people don't know Ah Zhong's identity."

"In the civil castle more than 500 years ago, Ah Zhong, as the personal bodyguard of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, once personally participated in that war!"

"Let's say it's just 300 people, even if it's a thousand troops, it's nothing in his eyes!"

Sabri was stunned for a moment, and his face changed suddenly.

"More than 500 years ago? Are you kidding me!"

"Did he live more than 500 years?"

Wang Zanghai nodded and said.

"According to the calculation, Ah Zhong is almost six hundred years old."

"And I'm almost nine hundred years old."

Sabri swallowed his saliva, and his face was full of disbelief. This was completely beyond his cognition, and it was incomprehensible.

"You must be joking, right?"

"How can humans live so long!"

Wang Zanghai replied with calm eyes.

"Why not, because no one believed it, so we never changed the name."

"Who are we, did you ask just now?"

"My surname is Wang, my name is Zanghai, and my name is Sizheng."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ah Zhong outside the window.

"His name is Fan Zhong!"