The Serpent Grandmother pulled the little dragonfly forward step by step. When she was only two steps away from Wu Qing, he suddenly took a step forward, clenched his fist, and was about to punch.
Serpent Grandmother suddenly stopped. She gently tapped forward with her walking stick. Just as Wu Qing clenched his fist, before he could even swing it, the walking stick had already tapped Wu Qing's chest. Wu Qing was knocked back four or five steps before he stopped. He raised his head to look at Serpent Grandmother. There was a look of surprise in his eyes. Then, his face flushed red, his face filled with killing intent.
The Serpent Grandmother sighed and said, "You are strong, but you show off too much. Seeing that you are a young man, I will give you a chance. I will not lower myself to your level. Little dragonfly, let's go!"
The Serpent Grandmother pulled the little dragonfly and passed by Wu Qing. Wu Qing's clenched fist suddenly loosened, and the murderous look on his face began to slowly dissipate. His expression was unpredictable. Suddenly, he snorted coldly, took the elevator again, and pressed the button to the 96th floor. He finally began to compromise, but at the same time, there was a voice in the depths of his heart shouting, "Kill that old woman!"
The Serpent Grandmother pulled the little dragonfly into her room. She had lived in this room during the last two summits. At that time, she did not have the little dragonfly by her side.
After entering the room, the Serpent Grandmother took a deep breath, walked shakily to the bedside, and sat down. She adjusted her breathing slightly, and then said in a somewhat dignified tone, "If that young man had been impulsive just now, I might have had a great chance to kill him when he was impatient. This would have also eliminated some hidden dangers in the future. If such a person who exposed his murderous intent to me lived in this world, it would not be a good thing."
The Serpent Grandmother's eyes fell on the little dragonfly, who was running around excitedly in the big room. She thought to herself, "Especially now that she was not alone, but a little dragonfly, so she must ensure that she lived well and did not leave any hidden dangers.
The identity of the little dragonfly was an orphan. The Serpent Grandmother met it in a remote village where there was a plague. The little dragonfly's parents died of the plague. Before they died, they handed the three-year-old little dragonfly to the Serpent Grandmother. The Serpent Grandmother saved the little dragonfly and kept it with her. Now the little dragonfly was seven years old, and the Serpent Grandmother had been with her for four years.
Four years was enough for them to develop a deep relationship, especially when both grandmother and grandson had lost their families. They regarded each other as their only family in the world.
Although the Serpent Grandmother was very strong, she did not teach the little dragonfly any martial arts. She only taught the little dragonfly some skills to save people with Miao Jiang's voodoo. Although the tragedy of her son's family had passed more than 20 years ago, it was still vivid in her mind all the time. Sometimes she wanted to pass all her martial arts to the little dragonfly, but she was worried that history would repeat itself.
With excellent martial arts, it was inevitable that people would want to go out and make a name for themselves. If you killed someone today, someone else would want to kill you tomorrow. The Serpent Grandmother lived in seclusion in Miao Jiang for the first half of her life and did not understand this truth. In the first ten years after her son's death, she began to become aggressive and murderous. In addition to killing more than 400 people in Miao Jiang, she also killed people in the Dark World without saying a word, which made people tremble with fear. But in the last ten years, her mentality slowly changed. She began to slowly break free from the shock of the death of her son and grandson. She observed the world with a more peaceful gaze, and also gained many different insights.
Therefore, it was fortunate for the little dragonfly to meet Serpent Grandmother in recent years. She had experienced so much and had already comprehended things that many people couldn't comprehend in their lifetime. Moreover, these things would benefit her little by little sooner or later.
At this moment, the other eight members had basically all moved into the Tower of Babel.
Outside the Tower of Babel, Xiao Bing brought Black Dragon, Six-Fingered, Drunken Top, and Liu Zhen with him. When the guards outside saw Xiao Bing, both of them bowed to him.
Not only the two of them, but the few people who had just walked into the Tower of Babel also stopped and stood respectfully on both sides of the Tower of Babel, as if waiting for Xiao Bing to pass first.
For them, whether it was Wu Qing or the Serpent Grandmother, they only felt awe and fear, like poisonous snakes and fierce beasts.
But their attitude towards Xiao Bing could not be described with the word "awe". Their attitude towards Xiao Bing was like that of a god!
In their eyes, Xiao Bing was like a god!
Xiao Bing stepped into the Tower of Babel. For Xiao Bing, he did not need any pass at all. His name was a pass.
In the entire Dark World, there were only two people who could receive this kind of treatment. They were the two famous masters of the Dark World!
Xiao Bing took the elevator to the 97th floor. The moment he walked out of the elevator, Xiao Bing heard someone not far away saying, "Master, do you think that the chairman of this summit will fall into the hands of Mr. Dragon again?"
"Fall into his hands again?" A middle-aged man with a stocky back suddenly snorted and said, "It's not certain whether he can survive this time. In the past two years, the Dragon Gate has been completely destroyed by the Buddhism. There are dead and betrayers inside. I think that as long as Mr. Buddha comes to the summit, Mr. Dragon will have nothing to do with it. Furthermore, I heard that a mysterious expert has appeared in the Dark World recently. This person has forcefully recruited quite a few experts, including the Murderous Male and Female Duo. Furthermore, this person once said that he would become the chairman of this year's Dark Summit. Clearly, he is here for Mister Dragon. Let's see how Mister Dragon can resist him. "
There was a hint of schadenfreude in this person's tone.
After those people entered their respective rooms, Xiao Bing and the others walked out of the elevator. Liu Zhen, who was next to him, sneered, "Master, this Zhang Tianchao is getting more and more arrogant. After receiving our warning last time, I heard that they still secretly sold drugs to the mainland of China. Relying on the fact that they are the leader of the Big Circle Gang, they have countless madmen in their hands who don't care about their lives. In addition, they have recently cooperated with the Hell Angel.
Six Fingers suddenly said, "If Master wants his life …"
Xiao Bing said lightly, "Let's not study this first. I have my own plans. Let's go back to our rooms first. "
Xiao Bing and the four of them each lived in a room. According to the rules, the chairman and the nine committee members could live on this floor, and each of them could bring no more than five people. Xiao Bing only brought four people, which was just in line with the rules.
After returning to the room, Xiao Bing walked to the window and looked out. There was a trace of worry in his eyes. What Xiao Bing was really worried about was not the open strife and veiled strife at this summit, but what Monitor had said before. This time, several major powers in the world had their eyes on the Tower of Babel. He was afraid that the joint security forces of several major powers would attack at any time. At that time, it would inevitably be a very difficult thing for a strong person like Xiao Bing to do so.
After all, human power was limited. How could he fight against a country? What's more, when that time came, what should Xiao Bing choose? What should he do?
Xiao Bing felt as if he had fallen into the most difficult time in history. He had never experienced such a difficult time.
The powerhouses of the Dark World were entering the Tower of Babel one after another. Far away, in the headquarters of the six major countries, the correspondent who was responsible for contacting the scouts in the front line said with some excitement, "I just got the news. They saw through the telescope that Mr. Dragon of the Dragon Gate has officially entered the Tower of Babel with four of the eight generals of the Dragon Gate."
Edward Colt, the director of the National Security Agency of the United States, clapped his hands excitedly. Then he shook his head and cursed, "Damn it. Why didn't he bring all the people of the Dragon Gate? We could have caught them all at once."
Yasuhira Jiro, the director of the National Security Agency of Country R, said with a sinister smile, "As long as this Mr. Dragon is dead, the Dragon Gate will naturally collapse. At that time, even if there are a few people left, they will not be able to do anything."
As soon as Yasuhira Jiro finished speaking, Edward and the heads of the security departments of several other countries looked at Yasuhira Jiro as if he was an idiot. Edward said in fluent English, "Your Excellency Yasuhira Jiro, whether it is the eight generals of the Dragon Gate or the eight generals of the Buddhism, any one of them can overturn a small country. I heard that it was Feng XIII, one of the eight generals of the Buddhism, who made a mess of the royal family of Country R, right? Think about it. Any one of the eight generals of the Buddhism can make a mess of your royal family and escape smoothly. If there are more of them, won't it bring great losses to some countries? "
When Yasuhira Jiro saw Edward lecturing him so rudely, he also blushed for a while. He felt ashamed and angry, but he could not say anything. Country R had always been the follower of the United States and lived under the nose of the United States.
Of course, Edward would not provoke Yasuhira Jiro too much. He just wanted to beat Yasuhira Jiro's self-righteousness a little. In addition, the Americans had always been extremely arrogant, so he added, "Of course, even if there are a few of them, although they will cause a lot of trouble to some small countries, if our special forces want to get rid of them, they will be caught in one fell swoop sooner or later."
Edward looked at the correspondent and asked, "Have the people of the Buddhism arrived?"
The correspondent shook his head and said, "They said they didn't see the people of the Buddhism coming to the Tower of Babel."
"Oh, the meeting will not officially start until tomorrow. I guess we have to wait a little longer." Edward said, "The Buddhism is much more terrible than the Dragon Gate. If we can't destroy the Buddhism, it will be a great disaster."
After hearing this, the others all agreed.
Only Monitor had been silent. He secretly thought, "Xiao Bing, Xiao Bing, why don't you listen to my advice? I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming!"
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