Under One Person: Lottery System

Ten days later

At Tianjin Deyun Club, Jiang Ming sat in the back row with a constant smile on his face.

All I saw was a little black fat man and a curly-haired Shar-Pei on the stage, carrying one bundle after another.

Every time a joke was thrown, the venue would erupt in laughter.

Jiang Ming sat in the audience and watched quietly.

Although the world has changed, the little black fat boy is still the little black fat boy, and Uncle Qian is still the same Uncle Qian.

It’s interesting to say that in my previous life I always wanted to go and see the crosstalk performed by Little Black Fatty and Uncle Qian in person, but I never had the chance.

I never thought that after traveling through time, I would have the opportunity to sit in the front row.

At the end of the show, the little black fat man also performed a customized program - the truth!

"Speak of Tianqin!"

"God is not close to me~"

Listening to this, Jiang Ming could not help but close his eyes, crossed his legs and began to tremble.

Just when Jiang Ming was enjoying himself, a hot short-haired girl sat next to him.

Jiang Ming raised his eyelids, glanced at the other person, and then closed his eyes again.

Feng Shayan? Why is this woman here?

Logically speaking, even if he wanted to recruit someone, he would go and recruit Zhang Chulan.

Could it be that the other party wanted to recruit him? Aren't they afraid that their master would attack the Tianxia Association?

A few minutes later, with the little black fat man's last words, the whole performance came to an end.

At this time, Feng Shayan spoke.

"Master Jiang Ming, do you like to listen to crosstalk?"

This time, Jiang Ming seemed to still be savoring the moment, the smile on his lips had not completely disappeared.

"I like it quite a lot. I like storytelling and crosstalk, but I don't like Peking Opera that much."

"In comparison, I prefer Henan Opera."

As he was speaking, the fat black man suddenly walked out from backstage.

Following behind the little black fat guy is a little white fat guy—Xiao Yueyue.

Seeing the two people coming over, Jiang Ming immediately frowned.

How could these two people...

Just when Jiang Ming was confused, Feng Shayan had already stood up and walked towards the two of them.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ming understood instantly.

This is the territory of Tianxiahui, and it is possible that Deyun Club has some kind of cooperative relationship with them.

Jiang Ming just watched the three of them exchange greetings for a while, and then Feng Shayan came back.

When Feng Shayan came back, she had an extra card in her hand.

Feng Shayan handed the card to Jiang Ming and said, "From now on, Taoist Jiang Ming, you can listen to crosstalk anytime you want."

Looking at the membership card in front of him, Jiang Ming reached out and took it without hesitation.

If it was another gift, I might have to think about it again.

But this is Deyun Club's crosstalk, and I really can't refuse it.

After receiving the membership card, Jiang Ming asked directly: "Tell me what you want to talk to me about."

"Let me be clear first. I don't like beating around the bush. Just say it straight!"

Feng Shayan nodded and said, "My father wants to see you."

Jiang Ming hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'm a little hungry, so I'll go to your place for a meal."

Seeing Jiang Ming agreed so readily, Feng Shayan was stunned for a moment.

Just agreed to it? It seems that the Taoist priests in the Tianshi Mansion are not that arrogant.

A moment later, the two got into Feng Shayan's car together.

In the car, Feng Shayan kept looking at Jiang Ming.

Although Jiang Ming knew this, he didn't say anything.

After a long time, the two arrived at the Tianxiahui.

Inside the elevator, Jiang Ming was calm at this moment.

Feng Zhenghao, the new one of the Ten Lords, although he owns the Tianxia Association, his foundation is still a little weaker than that of the old Ten Lords.

Feng Zhenghao is now trying his best to recruit people.

Under such circumstances, it seems reasonable that they target me.

But there is one strange thing. If I were Feng Zhenghao, I would definitely go to find Zhang Lingyu at this time.

After the incident between Xia He and Zhang Lingyu, there have been rumors for many days.

Many people believed that their master would expel Zhang Lingyu from the sect.

In other words, even if mobile phones are not expelled now, they will be expelled sooner or later.

What's more, there are only a few people who truly know their own strength.

The elevator door opened, and Feng Shayan said to Jiang Ming respectfully, "Please follow me."

After they reached the end, they entered the room.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a high-end suit and gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a serious aura, appeared in the room.

Is this Feng Zhenghao? The only one among the Ten Lords who can be called a tyrant?

The character, ability and conduct are all top choices!

In addition, he possesses the Eight Great Skills and has the support of a giant like the Tianxiahui.

It is difficult for such a huge force to still maintain its original intention.

Feng Zhenghao walked up to Jiang Ming with a gentle smile on his face and greeted him warmly.

After sitting down, Feng Zhenghao asked with a smile: "Master Jiang Ming, I heard that you are also a disciple of the old Heavenly Master."

Seeing Feng Zhenghao being so direct, Jiang Ming answered without any disguise: "Just a nominal disciple."

"If you want to recruit me, then save your energy and go find Zhang Lingyu."

When talking about Zhang Lingyu, Jiang Ming's eyes were always on Feng Zhenghao's face.

There was no change in his expression. Could it be that Feng Zhenghao really had no interest in Zhang Lingyu?

Feng Zhenghao laughed and said, "Master Jiang Ming is joking."

"The matter of Master Lingyu is serious, but it is not a big deal either."

"Besides, I, Feng, am not so arrogant as to dare to steal talents from the Tianshi Mansion!"

Looking at the other party's sincere look, Jiang Ming nodded thoughtfully.

It's really hard to chat with such people.

I can say whatever I want to say directly, but I force myself to ask.

It seems that if I speak on my own initiative, I will be at a disadvantage.

Jiang Ming continued to ask: "Okay, then tell me what you want from me."

Speaking of this, Feng Zhenghao still had a smile on his face.

Feng Zhenghao said: "Nothing, I just want to make friends with you, Daoist Master Jiang Ming."

After saying this, Jiang Ming fell silent.

The more I look at Feng Zhenghao, the more confused I am. Is he beating around the bush just to make friends with me?

Based on what he has shown so far, his strength exceeds that of ordinary extraordinary people, and even exceeds that of Zhang Lingyu.

But the people who truly know how strong he is are only a few acquaintances.

Apart from Zhang Lingyu, there were only Feng Baobao, the two brothers Bu San Bu Si, the escaped Lu Liang, and the captured Liu Yanyan.

Since Zhang Lingyu and Xia He are together, it is impossible for them to buy me.

Not to mention those two dubious brothers, those two are more cunning than monkeys when they get involved.

Liu Yanyan should still be in custody and it is impossible for her to leak any information.

Then, only Lu Liang and Feng Baobao are left.

Although Feng Baobao would not betray others, she has a simple and honest character and will tell anyone anything without thinking.

Jiang Ming said helplessly: "Let's talk about making friends first, will you provide meals?"