The son-in-law of the female president

With Jiang Tong's current status, just throwing out his identity as the young master of the Jiang family, countless people scrambled to give him another splendor.

"But what's the point of that?"

Jiang Tong denies the idea.

The regret he wanted to make up for was the bewilderment and powerlessness he felt when facing Jinxiu's disintegration seven years ago.Watching the Jiang family's foundation being destroyed day and night, but I can't help anything, that kind of powerlessness and despair.

It was too late for Jiang Tong at that time to regret it.

The overall situation has been decided, and no one can stop Jinxiu's decline.Unless Jiang Tong at that time controlled several times the power of the force that attacked Jinxiu.

It's not the kind of regret that can be resolved with a phone call. Such a regret does not need to be made up for.

"Although the former Jinxiu has disappeared, I will recreate a larger-scale Jinxiu."

Jiang Tong's eyes were firm, thinking secretly.

In the next few days, Jiang Tong changed his mind to practicing during the day and went to the bar to work at night.When I have free time, I go to see rice grains.

Until this day, an unexpected guest came to the door.

"Jinling Metaphysics Exchange Meeting?"

Jiang Tong frowned. He had heard more than once about the metaphysics conference created by the upper circle.

It seems that Lin Shitong's master and apprentice appeared in Jinling for this so-called grand event, but Lin Shitong was crushed to death by Jiang Tong before he could attend.

"Yes, my name is Zhou Zhongheng, and I'm Zheng Xilei's driver. Just call me Xiao Zhou."

Although Xiao Zhou is short in stature, he has a vigorous aura, walking, sitting and lying down, revealing the aura of a practicing family.

Zheng Xilei was the one who came to the rescue at the Jinling Royal KTV that day, and Jiang Tong gave him a few words of advice.

"Since he found me, it means that he has listened to my words."

Jiang Tong smiled slightly.

"Oh? Then why are you looking for me?"

Jiang Tong asked again.

Xiao Zhou said: "Master Zheng said that the little brother is proficient in magic tools. There will naturally be many magic tools in the metaphysics exchange meeting, and of course there will be some fake ones to make up for them, so I want to ask the little brother to hold the eye."

In fact, Zheng Xilei had already invited a palm-eye master, but he was in the advanced stage of cultivation, so he had full confidence.

But I was afraid of any accidents, so I thought of Jiang Tong and wanted to invite him, just in case.

Jiang Tong thought briefly, then nodded:

"Forget it, Second Master Zheng saved the scene that night, so it's like paying him back."

Xiao Zhou smiled brightly, and invited Jiang Tong to a Mercedes-Benz S600 limousine, and drove all the way out of the city.

Xiao Zhou explained:
"This kind of metaphysics exchange meeting is not officially supported, and many factors are involved in it. The scale is small at first, and it can be held in any place."

"Later, as the Jinling Xuan Society's reputation spread far and wide, many people came here admiringly. It is difficult for an ordinary venue to accommodate too many people."

Jiang Tong nodded in understanding.

After Xiao Zhou's explanation, Jiang Tong learned that the venue of these Jinling Metaphysics Associations was a small town a hundred miles away from Jinling City.

This small town is near the pier, and there are a lot of desperadoes in that area, so it is difficult to control.

"Whitefish Town!"

Jiang Tong frowned. Seven years ago, he had heard of this place. The folk customs there were tough, and underground competitions were often held there.

"I didn't expect Baiyu Town to be controlled by rich merchants like Mr. Zheng."

Xiao Zhou drove very fast, and arrived in Baiyu Town in just over an hour. Second Master Zheng and Qin Zihao were waiting at the entrance of the town.

Beside him was a gentle and elegant young man in Tang suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

Zheng Banling, the third child of the Zheng family.

It is also the basis for Qin Zihao to gain a foothold in Jinling, directly relying on the mountain.

Apart from Zheng Xilei, Zheng Banling and Qin Zihao were obviously surprised when they saw that the visitor was just a child, thinking they had made a mistake.

"It's you?"

Qin Zihao narrowed his eyes and said unexpectedly.

That night at the Royal KTV, Jiang Tong took care of more than a dozen of his subordinates by himself, including his most proud right-hand man, the wolf, who left a deep impression on him.

"Second brother, can you make a mistake, call a child, and you won't be afraid of being laughed at by others."

Zheng Banling was dissatisfied.

Beside them, a white-haired old man dressed in common clothes, playing with a string of Buddhist beads, snorted coldly:
"Second Master, this joke is a bit big."

The old man was Zheng Xilei, the late-stage master who had been invited by Zheng Xilei's favor. He held a total of twelve Buddhist beads in his hands, which shone with luster, and were also a string of magical artifacts.

Seeing that Zheng Xilei didn't speak, they had no choice but to give up.

Even Zheng Banling was about to be suppressed, Qin Zihao didn't dare to say anything, as for the old man in the late stage of strength, his gaze swept over Jiang Tong, and he didn't stop for a moment.

"Old Mo, please trouble me."

Zheng Xilei said respectfully.

No matter how proud he was, when he heard Zheng Xilei speak, Mo Lao put down his airs, and nodded with a smile on his face:

"Second Master is too polite."

As for Jiang Tong, except when Zheng Xilei nodded when he got off the car, he was ignored by everyone.

I have been silently following behind everyone, more like a child at home, going out to play with the elders.

"This year, a master who claimed to be the successor of the Heavenly Master brought a Sky Thunder Orb. It is rumored that it is a high-grade magic weapon, ready for attack and killing. He said that whoever can activate the Sky Thunder Orb will sell it to anyone."

As a member of the martial arts world, Mr. Mo is well-informed.

Zheng Xilei gasped, and his eyes were full of shock: "A high-grade magic weapon, this is priceless, if you sell it, you can sell it, is it fake?"

After the incident with the 'Treading Dragon' magic weapon last time, Zheng Xilei was naturally suspicious of magic weapons, and when he heard about high-grade magic weapons, he naturally became suspicious.

Qin Zihao and Zheng Banling also pricked up their ears.

Mo Lao smiled and said: "Second Master is too worried. The Jinling Metaphysics Society, every year, one or two Huajin Grandmasters come. No one dares to lie in front of those Grandmasters about this kind of thing."

He went on to add:

"The Sky Thunder Orb is indeed sacrificed by the last celestial master in the celestial master's way. It can't be activated by any cat or dog. I think it's the so-called celestial master's successor who can't control it. That's why this rule was established."

Zheng Xilei's heart was hot.

Curiously asked: "How confident is Mo Lao in activating the Sky Thunder Orb?"

Mo Lao said arrogantly:

"I'm a little sure, whether you can push it or not, you'll know after trying it."

Saying that, everyone passed by a main street in the middle of the town, where a large number of quacks and charlatans gathered.

They set up their banners high, count their fortunes by measuring their characters, and die with iron mouth.Some refer to the Xuannan sect, which is known as the palm formation.

There are mixed fish and dragons here, and it is difficult to tell the truth from the fake. People who are generally incompetent are easily deceived.

You must know that this kind of deception is not about tens of thousands of small money, but tens of millions.Therefore, most of the wealthy people who come here will pay a high price to invite Master Zhangyan.

Jiang Tong glanced briefly, but lost all interest. They were all street garbage, hard to see.

Even outsiders like Zheng Xilei didn't even look at it, and walked directly to a small courtyard.

That's where the big game is.

As soon as he came outside the door, Jiang Tong frowned, with a hint of curiosity on his face.

The spirit of warriors is stronger than that of ordinary people. If ordinary people are fireflies in the dark night, then warriors are as bright as torches.

Jiang Tong stood outside the door with his hands behind his back. He raised his eyes and saw torches soaring into the sky within his line of sight.

Two of them are almost dazzling!