I have a role in the heavens

From ancient times to the present, few people have achieved this level of enlightenment. Some people even believe that this realm is just the speculation of predecessors and is simply impossible to achieve.

"In this impetuous era, how can someone like Buddha appear?"

Wang Chao reacted very excitedly, his body trembled slightly, his eyes widened, and he looked at Yan Yuanyi in disbelief. Even a great master like Sun Lutang who appeared every three hundred years had never broken the void. Seeing that the gods are not bad, Yang Luchan defeated him all over. The capital city is invincible, but it is just a land of gods on land.

"How could Li Daoqing achieve the highest level of martial arts in this era when martial arts are in decline and firearms are everywhere? This is unreasonable and impossible!"

Wang Chao looked crazy. For some reason, he was not happy to hear that someone had achieved the highest level of martial arts. Most boxing practitioners would be ecstatic when they heard that this level was real, but Wang Chao was completely different. On the contrary, they questioned why Li Daoqing was able to achieve such a state!

Yan Yuanyi's expression was incomprehensible, with a dim light in her eyes. Looking at Wang Chao who was full of jealousy, she felt a little more contemptuous in her heart, her attitude changed, she became a little more cold and distant, and she said indifferently.

"Just because you can't do it, doesn't mean he can't do it!"

"Some people are born different and outstanding. They are the pride of heaven and heroes among men! They can accomplish great things that others cannot accomplish and achieve miracles that others cannot!"

"Li Daoqing is this kind of person!"

A figure emerged from the depths of Yan Yuanyi's eyes. He was handsome and graceful. His eyes full of wisdom were full of freedom and leisure, otherworldly, like an immortal.

There were faint ripples in Yan Yuanyi's heart, one after another, and it was difficult to regain calm. She sighed, shook her head, stood up and walked out of the room, saying without looking back.

"Just stay at Changfeng Station to recuperate for the time being!"

Yan Yuanyi opened the door, and the bright sunshine shone on Yan Yuanyi's beautiful cheeks. She was bright, holy, noble and elegant, like an elf of light, the darling of nature.

Deep in Wang Chao's room, shadows shrouded his body, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly. It could only be detected from his clenched fists that his heart seemed to be full of resentment and hatred, but he didn't know that this Who is the resentment directed against.

The conflict between Nanyang, Tangmen and the local rulers became more and more serious. Nanyang mobilized a large number of troops and used medium and heavy firepower to besiege Tangmen. The two sides were fighting for a while, and all Nanyang Chinese joined Tangmen. , began to resist the local people's oppression and oppression of the Chinese. The war was raging and the situation was tense.

The Chen family in Singapore controls more than 50% of the shipping business in the Strait of Malacca. Naturally, it is favored by all forces. Overt and covert struggles and conspiracies all revolve around the Chen family.

Li Daoqing didn't know what he sensed, but he left the outskirts of Beijing in a big way, took his disciple Chen Aiyang, took Chen Aiyang's private plane, and headed to Singapore, attracting countless people's attention and speculation about what he was going to do.

The combined total assets of the Chen Group can control tens of billions of euros. On the surface, the business involves chain hotels, large supermarkets, hospitals, schools, martial arts gyms, real estate, banks, ocean transportation, electronic technology, and secretly also involves arms and smuggling. Pills, underground black boxing fighting and other hugely profitable industries.

What Chen Aiyang and his sister Chen Bin are in charge of are just a drop in the bucket of the Chen Group. The real power of the Chen Group is still in the hands of Chen Libo, an old cunning man who has experienced numerous risks and has close ties with the Li family in Singapore.

Chen Libo is now over 70 years old, and his health is not good and he is often hospitalized. For most of a year, he has been in the Tan Group's Aixin Tang Hospital, which is a first-class hospital in the city of Singapore. The equipment, medical standards, and protective measures are all top-notch in Southeast Asia.

Chen Libo lives and recuperates in the middle ward on the eighth floor of Aixintang Hospital. It is heavily guarded. There are bodyguards guarding the door 24 hours a day. The security guards patrolling the hospital are equipped with high-voltage electric batons and shields. They are fully armed, and these people are extremely skilled. They are all retired special forces masters.

Chen Libo is an old fox. The older a person gets, the more afraid of death he is. He lives in a hospital and behaves like an ancient emperor. His defense is no weaker than that of the President of the United States. He really puts life-saving first.

But these strict guards were of no use to Li Daoqing. He took Chen Aiyang and walked leisurely in the hospital. His mind was in a state of emptiness, and a keen sense arose in his heart. He was unhurried, neither arrogant nor impetuous. After evading a lot of obstacles, even if there was a place that he couldn't hide from, he easily took it down and arrived outside Chen Libo's ward smoothly.

"General Morgan. Do you think my arrangement this time will definitely go wrong? Is that woman named Tang really that powerful?"

In the ward, Chen Libo sat on a large and comfortable chair, speaking in fluent English, with a hint of disbelief on his old cheeks.

Chen Libo is about 1.7 meters tall, with a stooped figure, an old face, and many wrinkles. His eyes are full of turbid yellow spots, but his eyes are extremely deep and sharp. He has an eye frame on the bridge of his nose. He is cunning, cunning, and vicious, and he is so cruel. Hidden by elegant glasses, he looked a bit elegant.

Chen Libo's right arm was exposed, with a needle inserted. What was flowing in the infusion tube was not transparent liquid, but red blood. This was the blood of young people, full of youthful vitality and youth.

Chen Libo's practice of transfusing young people's blood into the body is extremely popular among elderly wealthy people in European and American countries. They believe that young people's blood has miraculous effects and can make them youthful, more energetic, and healthier. Some even Institutions specialize in providing this kind of blood-sucking service to the rich. Poor young people sell their fresh and energetic blood to these medical institutions, and the medical institutions then pump the blood into the bodies of the rich at a cost of at least tens of thousands of dollars. The profits are huge and the scale is not small.

Sitting on the sofa opposite Chen Libo is a tall white man with a straight nose, wearing a suit, and eyes as pure and clear as the Aegean Sea in Greece.

"Mr. Chen, let's open the sky and speak frankly. I'm here in person this time to care about the Chen Group's family business and the situation in Southeast Asia."

This General Morgan in Chen Libo's mouth actually speaks fluent Chinese without speaking English. He is tall and burly, with extremely smooth muscle lines. His body contains huge explosive power, and his body has strong qi and blood. He is definitely a master of Chinese martial arts. Even if you look at it, The whole world can count on it.

"I have been investigating the Tang Sect organization for a long time. That woman cannot be dealt with by your arrangement!"

Although General Morgan is white, he speaks fluent Chinese and sits upright, like an ancient Chinese scholar-official, with grace and wisdom.

"Huh? I didn't expect General Morgan to speak Chinese so well. I really admire him. I admire him."

There was a hint of surprise in Chen Libo's eyes. The Chinese are the largest group in Singapore, so Chinese is widely used in Singapore. Therefore, when Chinese people come to Singapore, they don't have to worry about language communication.

But as a white man and an American general, it is very rare for General Morgan to be able to speak fluent Chinese.

General Morgan looked calm, and with a warm gaze in his eyes, he glanced at the blood that Chen Libo was transporting, then moved away slightly, with a bright smile on his handsome face, and explained.

"I grew up in China, and went to Japan when I was thirteen, and then returned to my home country, the United States, when I was sixteen. So for me, Chinese is the first language I come into contact with, and I also speak Japanese. You speak it well, but it’s English that gives me a headache because I can’t speak it well!”

"So when you talk to me, it's best to use Chinese. If you use English, it's hard for me to listen and it's hard for me to speak."

General Morgan didn't feel any embarrassment. It seemed that for him, not being able to speak the language of his motherland was not an important matter. He didn't take Chen Libo's surprised look seriously. He had encountered this kind of thing countless times. The situation has changed. A white man who speaks fluent Chinese will attract attention no matter where he is. General Morgan has long been used to it.

Even when General Morgan reported to the Secretary of State and others, he had to bring an interpreter with him. He spoke in Chinese and the superior spoke in English, as if it was an exchange between diplomats from two countries.

Chen Libo nodded clearly, with a somewhat strange look on his face, frowning slightly, and asked.

"Is it possible that that woman named Tang, with her three heads and six arms, can actually break through this heavy defense!"

Chen Libo is just a businessman. Although he knows that martial arts practitioners are highly skilled, he is more confident in the power he deploys. No matter how high the kung fu is, the body is still made of flesh and blood, how can it still withstand bullets and other firearms?

A look of fear appeared on General Morgan's face, his eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils tightened, and he said with some memories.

"Tang Zichen is indeed a very difficult opponent. She is powerful and advanced. Even I am no match for her. I even almost died in her hands once!"

General Morgan talked about his original failure experience in a very calm tone, without any concealment, nor any unwillingness or dissatisfaction. He showed a broad mind and tolerance. He was not arrogant in victory and not discouraged in defeat. His perseverance was far beyond ordinary people.

"Since you are not even Tang Zichen's opponent, General Morgan, how can you guarantee my safety!"

Chen Libo acted extremely calmly when facing this American general. They were equal existences. Chen Libo even had the upper hand because he held the Chen Group and controlled the shipping in the Strait of Malacca. Anyone who wanted to Anyone who gets involved in the situation in Southeast Asia needs his help and wants to win over him.

Although Chen Libo chose to cooperate with the United States to suppress the Tang Sect, it does not mean that he will be attached to the United States. Chen Libo is a pure businessman. He only considers profits. Whoever can give him more benefits, he will help. .

General Morgan did not feel angry because of Chen Libo's doubts. His expression remained extremely calm, his eyes were deep, staring at Chen Libo's cunning and scheming old face, he showed an extremely confident smile, and said very calmly.

"Mr. Chen, please rest assured. Although I am not Tang Zichen's opponent, there are people who can defeat Tang Zichen!"

"We are fully prepared and even invited a god. As long as he is here, Tang Zichen will never threaten your safety. Even if you are not careful, you will die tonight!"

"Squeak!"

Li Daoqing opened the door of the ward, followed by Chen Aiyang. The two entered the room unhurriedly, walked to the sofa and stood still, looking calmly at Chen Libo and General Morgan.

"Ai Yang, how did you get in?"

"Who is this person?"

Chen Libo was shocked. Chen Aiyang had left Singapore for more than a year and had never come back. Why did Chen Aiyang suddenly enter his room tonight?

Chen Libo was afraid of Chen Aiyang, believing that he was too good and would overshadow his son, which would affect his ability to inherit the Chen Group in the future.

Chen Aiyang did not answer Chen Libo's question, but stood respectfully behind Li Daoqing and looked at Chen Libo quietly.

Li Daoqing ignored Chen Libo and focused on General Morgan, with fluctuations in his eyes as he said in a deep voice.

"You should be Morgan Tang Suiyun from the American Intelligence Agency's Double Dragon, right?"

"Back then, Wharton Tang Lianxi stepped into China without permission and was killed by me personally. I didn't expect to meet you again today. It seems that the two dragons of the Tang Dynasty are destined to die in my hands!"

Tang Suiyun felt Li Daoqing's gaze. The hairs all over his body stood on end, and his muscles were tense. He didn't dare to move. The alarm bell rang crazily in the depths of his heart, reminding him how terrifying the person in front of him was, and how terrifying it was for him to bear. Under tremendous pressure, sweat flowed down from his forehead, the pores were opened, and the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat. This was incredible to Tang Suiyun who had successfully held the elixir. This meant that he had controlled I can't control the energy, blood and strength in my body.

"Listening to what you just said, the leader of the god assassination group is also here. No wonder I sense that Zichen is in danger!"

Li Daoqing's expression moved slightly, and there was a lot of wisdom in his heart. He continued to deduce his thoughts and understood the whole story.

The Nanyang Tang Sect is at war with the local rulers. The Chen Group controls the Strait of Malacca, blocking the Tang Sect's transportation routes, making it impossible to transport arms and supplies, and gradually falling into a disadvantage. As the leader of the Tang Sect, Tang Zichen naturally To take action against Chen Libo, the American Intelligence Agency set up a dragnet, hoping to take this opportunity to capture Tang Zichen.

Tang Zichen has understood the way of sincerity and can naturally sense the danger, but he has to come for the sake of the Tang Sect. He even has other plans. He wants to take this opportunity to challenge the leader of the God assassination group and use the other party's pressure to break through the void. , the realm of seeing the immortality of gods, as for life and death, in Tang Zichen's eyes, it is far less important than martial arts.

Li Daoqing sighed. This was really in line with Tang Zichen's behavior. In order to pursue the great road, he could give up love and life and death, which was a headache.

"That's all, I'd better help Zichen deal with you bastards first!"

Li Daoqing sighed, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes. Like a sword, the edge was sharp, making Tang Suiyun and Chen Libo feel a sting on their skin, and they felt something bad in their hearts.

Tang Suiyun's expression changed dramatically. He moved, his leg and foot muscles exploded, and he stood up from the sofa. He just raised his arms and wanted to attack Li Daoqing.

Li Daoqing moved his feet slightly, and his figure appeared directly in front of Tang Suiyun like a ghost. He slowly stretched out his right hand, and with a slight tap of his index finger, he directly hit Tang Suiyun's eyebrows, and a powerful force penetrated into his head. Among them, his nerves and brainstem were destroyed.

"What a terrifying cultivation level! You are the real living god!"

"I didn't lose unfairly!"

Tang Suiyun's face remained as usual, with admiration in his eyes, and he fell straight down on the sofa. The Danjin Grandmaster was killed by Li Daoqing with one finger before he even used a move.

Chen Aiyang's expression moved slightly, and there were ripples in his eyes. He was a great Danjin master. Although his strength was not as good as his, it was not much different. It would take at least dozens of rounds to determine the winner.

Chen Libo's face was livid and gloomy. He glanced at Tang Suiyun, who was dead, suppressed the shock and fear in his heart, and still remained calm, saying in a deep voice.

"I don't know what your request is. As long as I, Chen Libo, can fulfill it, I will never refuse!"

Chen Libo was a tycoon. He believed that he had no grudge against Li Daoqing and could naturally solve the problem through trade and negotiation. He said this calmly. No matter what Li Daoqing asked, he could save his life.

Li Daoqing retracted his finger and turned to look at Chen Libo. His eyes were extremely cold, especially on the red blood bag. He stayed for a moment, frowned slightly, and whispered to Chen Aiyang with a bit of disgust.

"I'll leave him to you. I have only one request. The Chen Group should help the Tang Sect transport weapons and supplies, help them conquer Nanyang, and establish a new order!"

Chen Aiyang nodded without saying anything. He had long had murderous intentions towards Chen Libo. Over the years, he had been plotted and assassinated by Chen Libo a lot. If he hadn't been skilled in martial arts and careful in his actions, he would have been thrown into the sea and fed to the sharks. .

Li Daoqing turned around and left the ward. Following the feeling in his heart, he walked in one direction. He took one step forward and covered dozens of meters. There were faint lotus flowers blooming in the air. Lotus plants appeared step by step and they walked in the air. This kind of magical power was already in harmony with the gods. No different.

Chen Libo's face became a little more kind and kind, he smiled at Chen Aiyang and said in a friendly manner.

"Ai Yang, I have watched you grow up!"

Chen Aiyang's expression was indifferent, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he moved slightly, stretched out his palm, and printed it on Chen Libo's chest. Dark energy exploded, penetrated into his heart, and returned to the original place again. All of this was It happened in an instant, and Chen Aiyang seemed to have never moved.

Chen Libo still had a peaceful smile on his face, his eyes were open, a little dim, his head was tilted, and his body was leaning on the back of the sofa. He lost his breath and passed away quietly.

Finally, Chen Aiyang took a deep look at Chen Libo's body, turned around and chased in the direction where Li Daoqing left.