Douluo: Becoming a god from dreaming

Chapter 28 Meet Tang San again (please collect and read)

After Wang Shenmeng made his decision, he no longer hesitated and immediately went to find a broker to prepare to sell the house.

It's not that he didn't think of simply giving it to Old Jack, but the house is in the center of the city, not far from Notting College, and the value is not low. Old Jack's family of farmers can't keep it.

Besides, with Old Jack's character and expectations for Tang San, it is very likely that he will give up the house to Tang San.

He was quite willing to produce a powerful soul master in the village, he attached great importance to Tang San, and hoped that the other party would repay the holy soul village after he developed in the future.

Wang Shenmeng didn't want the house he bought with hard money to end up taking advantage of Tang San, the guy who was hostile to him. Maybe the hidden weapons forged here would one day be used on him. This would be a real asset to his enemy!

Then Wang Shenmeng found a certain little nobleman, the strength of a fourteenth-level soul master is still a bit of a reputation in Notting City, but he just asked a little thing, and the little nobleman gave him a lot of face.

"Prince Snow Star... is actually this old dude?"

Wang Shenmeng frowned, knowing that she was in serious trouble.

Prince Xue Xing is not an ordinary nobleman, but the younger brother of the emperor of the current Dou Empire, Xue Ye, who controls the border military power of the Heaven Dou Empire, and is a core member of the royal family.

Of course, he was also an out-and-out playboy, colluding with the fourth prince Xue Beng, and whether he was pretending or not, he actually did countless bad things that bullied men, dominated women, and made people angry.

From the standpoint of a victim like Wang Shenmeng, Prince Snow Star is definitely a super villain with sores on his head and pus on his feet. He is a villain who must be physically eliminated.

And that Xue Beng didn't give up too much, Prince Xue Xing taught him to do bad things, and now he is better than blue, even if he is pretending to be a dude, it doesn't mean he should be forgiven.

In the original work, this guy was actually exonerated because he hugged Tang San's thigh and did so many bad things without even being bothered to drink three drinks as a penalty, leaving Wang Shenmeng quite speechless.

However, Prince Snow Star is also very smart. Most of the people he bullies are powerless civilians or low-power minor nobles. He never offends people who really can't be offended.

As an important member of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, being an enemy of Xue Xing is tantamount to being an enemy of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, it is also equivalent to being an enemy of the entire Heaven Dou Empire, and even standing on the opposite side of the Shang Sanzong.

Wang Shenmeng took a breath of cold air. He hadn't done anything yet, but in the future he might be the enemy of an entire empire. How fucked is this?

Of course, he can also give up revenge. Anyway, it is the revenge of the original owner and has little to do with him, but Xue Xingxin also needs Xue Xingxin. Once he behaves as a threat enough, he will definitely not let him go.

"I have to run away quickly, I can't afford to provoke him!"

Wang Shenmeng returned home in a hurry, and immediately started to pack his things. In fact, there was nothing to pack, but some hidden weapons that were used for training had to be destroyed.

The blacksmithing stove also needs to be dismantled, and some notes and books related to cultivation must be tidied away.

In the afternoon, Wang Shenmeng went to Notting College again. From a distance, he saw Grandpa Jack leading this shabby child and arguing with the concierge.

The child was ordinary-looking, dark and thin, and it was Tang San. At this moment, his wrist was slightly tilted, facing the concierge at a secret angle. He had obviously prepared arrows in his sleeves, intending to sneak attack and kill this concierge who had a way to kill him. die.

"Why? I'm not convinced. I said you came from a beggar's village. Is it wrong? Look at this little poor guy, his clothes are covered in patches. In my opinion, you should find a place to beg. We, Nuoding Academy is not a good hall. Get out, get out."

The porter mocked Old Jack and Tang San. As he spoke, he raised his left hand and pushed toward Jack's chest, trying to drive them away.

Just when Old Jack was getting angry, suddenly, a figure appeared between the two of them. His delicate white hand opened and closed, and he pinched the concierge's wrist.

Although that hand looks fair and delicate, it doesn't seem to belong to an adult, but the five fingers are slender and strong, like a pair of iron pliers, encircling the gatekeeper's wrist, and as the five fingers gather together, they immediately squeeze the gatekeeper's wrist, rattling, as if the next moment It's like breaking bones.

"Ah, ah, let me go, spare me..."

The concierge screamed loudly and begged for mercy. Tears and runny nose came out. He was obviously very distressed.

"Next time, stop looking down on people. If you encounter someone with a bad temper, your life may be lost. Why don't you go away?"

Wang Shenmeng waved his hand, and the guard staggered and fell to the ground. His wrist was bruised from the pinch. His face turned pale from the pain and he could not lift his hand.

But fortunately, it was only a little bone fracture, not a comminuted fracture. After some treatment and recuperation, it can still recover.

Wang Shenmeng was angry that the concierge bullied Grandpa Jack, but he didn't really crush the concierge's wrist. That would probably destroy a happy family. Although the concierge was hateful, he couldn't do this. He had to give him an impressive lesson. The Great Punishment Commandment is almost enough.

"Yes, yes, ah, is it you?"

The concierge survived the robbery and ran away. After taking a peek, he recognized this young man who had gone to and from Notting College several times, and he immediately dared not complain.

This is a real soul master. He doesn't even give the master's face. It's not something that a little concierge like him can offend.

Wang Shenmeng ignored the concierge, turned around and smiled brightly: "Grandpa Jack, are you okay?"

"Are you Xiaomeng?"

Old Jack looked at Wang Shenmeng in surprise, as if he didn't know him, "Xiaomeng, why have you come to Notting City? Isn't there your enemy here? I haven't seen you for two months. Why are you so tall?" ?”

Jack had too many doubts, and after being shocked, he asked quickly.

Wang Shenmeng replied patiently: "I have something to do with coming to Notting City, and my enemy has already been resolved. As for height, after becoming a soul master, it grows fast, and at present it is just regaining the height it should have."

Old Jack was very happy and did not ask Wang Shenmeng how he solved his enemies. He said happily: "Looking at how you are now, you should be living a good life. Why, do you also want to go to school in Notting City?"

"I don't go to Notting College. I knew you were coming today and I came here specifically to see you."

"Okay, okay, you're interested!"

Old Jack laughed happily.

Wang Shenmeng smiled at Tang San and said, "Hi Tang San."

Tang San showed a forced smile, but his heart felt uncomfortable, he clenched his hands subconsciously, and a trace of resentment flashed in the depths of his eyes.

This guy didn't get a place as a work-study student, so he left the Holy Soul Village in embarrassment. He thought he would live a miserable life wandering around.

But look at how he looks now. His skin has become soft and tender, his face is so handsome that it makes people jealous, his figure has become taller and taller, and he has put on clean and new clothes. His whole body looks from the inside out. They were all full of energy and no longer felt the slightest bit down and out.

This is obviously very nourishing, how does it look like suffering?Thinking of my life of blacksmithing every day and only eating bran and swallowing vegetables, and looking at my tattered clothes, I felt a little resentful.

He is the top genius of the Tang Sect, but he is worse than a local beggar? This simply makes no sense.