Chapter 88: The Gift Is Back to You

"How do you want to die?"

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the black-robed old man was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"My good apprentice, are you crazy to hear that your teacher wants to accept you as your apprentice?"

The black-robed old man looked at Zhang Ziling with a gentle smile, but the black-robed old man changed the topic again, and said to Zhang Ziling with a gloomy expression: "But you are about to become the disciple of Venerable Heiyun, so you should have what a disciple should have. Attitude, today the old man will teach you first, what is meant by respecting the teacher and valuing the Tao!"

As soon as the black-robed old man finished speaking, he kicked his legs on the floor, and he shot at Zhang Ziling like a cannonball.

Looking at the black-robed old man who came so quickly, Zhang Ziling's expression did not change at all.

"Kneel down for this old man!" The black-robed old man rushed in front of Zhang Ziling, raised his dry palm and pressed it on Zhang Ziling's shoulder!

"Are you kidding?" Zhang Ziling glanced at the palm on his shoulder and sneered.

"what!"

The power of the palm of the old man in black robe was enough to kill an elephant, but when it was shot on Zhang Ziling, he didn't move at all?

"It's my turn."

Zhang Ziling's body shook slightly, and the hand that the black-robed old man pressed on his body was directly shaken away!

Before the black-robed old man could react, Zhang Ziling grabbed his shoulder and pressed it hard on the ground!

boom!

The floor was directly smashed out of a big hole, and the cracks spread everywhere!

The black-robed old man knelt directly in front of Zhang Ziling!

puff!

The black-robed old man spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Zhang Ziling in shock!

"Who are you?" the black-robed old man asked.

"A person you are not qualified to know." Zhang Ziling smiled and put a hand on the head of the black-robed old man.

Feeling the fear of death, the black-robed old man trembled and said tremblingly, "You, you can't kill me! I'm from the Shadow Gate!"

"Shadow Gate?" Zhang Ziling raised his eyebrows.

He had never heard of this force.

"Yes, I'm from the Shadow Gate. If you kill me, the Shadow Gate will hunt you down endlessly!" The black-robed old man lowered his head and said, "If you let me go, I will leave the Black Dragon Society immediately. The grievances between us are written off!"

"Grievance?" Zhang Ziling looked at the black-robed old man kneeling on the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and said, "The relationship between you and me has not reached the level of grievance."

"It can also be said that there is no one in this world who is qualified to have grudges against me."

"So, it is undoubtedly the last resort for you to threaten me with the Shadow Gate."

"You!" Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the black-robed old man stared at Zhang Ziling with wide eyes. Before he could speak, he saw Zhang Ziling staring at him with mocking eyes.

"farewell."

boom!

The head of the black-robed old man was crushed by Zhang Ziling, and blood was sprayed all over the ground.

At this time, there are no more living people in this casino lobby!

Zhang Ziling shook off the blood on his hand, raised his eyes to look at the second floor, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

despair! despair! despair!

Zhang Ziling walked up to the second floor slowly, the sound of footsteps echoing in the open space of the casino, extremely depressed.

Going up to the second floor, through an empty corridor, Zhang Ziling came to a huge metal iron door.

Looking at the unguarded metal iron gate, Zhang Ziling laughed.

"Connor, is the next batch ready?" The president of the Black Dragon Club, who was sitting in a wheelchair, took a cigar and looked at the middle-aged man across the table lightly.

"Elder Jin, the goods have been prepared a long time ago, but the investigation in China has been a little tight recently. It will take us a while to transport it from the Meihe side." The middle-aged man across the table looked at the president of the Black Dragon Association and said.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the president of the Black Dragon Association frowned and let out a light sigh of smoke.

"Connor, our stock will run out soon. If you don't deliver it in time, we may have to consider another company's stock."

"Elder Jin, the two of us have been working together very happily. If you say this, I'm afraid..." The middle-aged man frowned, "And you also know that on the Meihe side, no one dares to grab business with us."

"This is not necessarily..." The president of the Black Dragon Society smiled, "As far as I know, a new group of forces has emerged in Meihe, and their goods are cheap and the supply is fast."

"Of course, as our old partners who have cooperated for many years, I also hope to continue to cooperate with you." The president of the Black Dragon Club smiled: "As long as your price can make us more excited."

"Elder Jin, the new forces are just a handful of newcomers, you can rest assured about their supply?" The middle-aged man paused, "Besides, we have already taken action, so the new forces probably won't be able to jump around. How long, Mr. Jin, don't trust them too much."

"After all, you get what you pay for, and our sources and shipping channels are quite guaranteed."

"Connor, you just..."

"I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but could you give me a moment to talk about ideals in life?"

Before the president of the Black Dragon Society could finish speaking, Zhang Ziling pushed in the door and interrupted their conversation!

"who are you!"

The bodyguards in the room raised their guns and aimed at Zhang Ziling. As long as their boss gave an order, they would definitely shoot the young man at the door into a sieve.

"Elder Jin, when you talk about business with you, someone will disturb you. It seems that your sincerity is becoming less and less, Mr. Jin. Do you really want to break up with us?" Seeing Zhang Ziling barging in, the middle-aged man's face darkened. Get up and question the president of the Black Dragon Society.

"Don't be impatient." The president of the Black Dragon Association frowned, turned around in his wheelchair, looked at Zhang Ziling and asked, "I'm curious, how did you escape the killing of my subordinates and come here? ?"

"It's very simple, kill them all and come here." Zhang Ziling smiled, his return shocked everyone in the room!

Kill them all?

Everyone's first reaction was disbelief!

But if not, how did he get here?

For a while, everyone fell into silence.

"Ridiculous!" The president of the Black Dragon Society sneered: "How can I be so easy to bully? Even if you have some superpowers, do you really think that there is no one in the Black Dragon Society?"

"You're talking about the woman in red, the middle-aged man, and the old man in black, right?" Zhang Ziling squinted and smiled, "Unfortunately, they are all dead."

"President of the Black Dragon Society, what should you do now?"

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the president of the Black Dragon Society suddenly turned pale, if all three of them were killed...

hateful! When did I provoke this monster?

A trace of annoyance and fear flashed in the eyes of the president of the Black Dragon Society.

"Elder Jin, you were actually frightened like this by a man who looked to be in his twenties. It seems that you are already old." The middle-aged man smiled mockingly when he saw the expression of the president of the Black Dragon Society, and then he After lighting a cigarette, he said without looking at Zhang Ziling, "Give him some small gifts and shoot him into a sieve for me."

Da Da Da Da!

Several machine guns spewed flames and fired at Zhang Ziling.

"Take the corpse out, don't get it dirty here." The middle-aged man spit out a circle of eyes and said, then raised his head to look at the door.

Then... the middle-aged man was stunned, and the cigarette between his two fingers fell to the ground.

Those bullets all stayed within one meter of Zhang Ziling, spinning constantly in the air, but they couldn't move forward at all!

"What, what's the situation?" The middle-aged man felt that his worldview was broken.

"Your gift is really special, but I don't like it."

"So, I'll give it back to you."

Zhang Ziling smiled, stretched out his index finger and flicked it in the air, all the bullets changed direction and shot back along the original trajectory!