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    The face of this woman in purple is very ordinary, her hair is tied into a neat ponytail, and there is no luster in her eyes. She is holding a fashion magazine casually in her hand and sitting quietly on a chair in the lounge of the airport. She is the most popular among the many passengers.  An inconspicuous one.  There are too many people at France's Charles de Gaulle Airport. There are tens of thousands of passengers like this every day, and this woman's eyes are not aggressive at all, so even experts like Yan Yuanyi, Wu Yunlong, and Liu Mubai are not aware of what is going on.  Being observed and spied on.  Watching Yan Yuanyi and the others casually talking and discussing Wang Chao's situation, they gradually faded away. It wasn't until her back disappeared into the crowd that the woman in purple clothes withdrew her gaze and did not get up.  Instead, he casually flipped through the fashion magazine in his hand, and finally focused his attention on a piece of gossip news.  "The female director of Chanel has finally finalized a top cosmetics order with the British royal family. The recent series of kidnappings that have troubled this female director, and the rumors of shootings do not seem to have any impact on her." This news is very common, as shown simply above  A half-length photo of Zhang Tong, the female director, in the magazine. Zhang Tong is bright and beautiful, mature and charming, both in temperament and appearance.  "Zhang Tong, Zhang Tong, you have the foresight. You were able to see clearly the potential of my little brother at that time, and asked him to owe you a favor. There are not many people with such vision." Flicking the magazine in his hand, this Ziyi  The woman whispered to herself, with a smile on her face that no one could understand, "But my little brother's tricks are getting bigger and bigger. He beheaded the Situ family, contacted the big circle, and now he is using the god assassination group as a springboard.  Either directly reshuffle the forces in the Chinese world or let us wipe out all the enemies. I hope that after this time, there will be no more troublemakers.  People." Then she threw the magazine on the table and stood up.  She is naturally Tang Zichen, the supreme leader of the entire Tang Sect.  Only Tang Zichen has god-like psychological control ability.  Only with a subtle spirit can you hide your gaze from being sensed by masters at the Dan Bao level.  "It seems that it has been ** years since we first fought against God, but I have always wanted to see that style again, and see the true face of the person who claims to be a god. It's a pity. If I return to China by chance,  Without meeting my little brother and teaching him martial arts on a whim, you might be the strongest person in this world. What a pity, what a pity, after you meet my little brother, you will know that you are not a god in this world.  , There has never been anyone who can surpass my younger brother, and there will never be anyone in the future." After sighing, Tang Zichen stepped into the endless flow of people.  "Life is really amazing. Who knew. The young man I met on a whim could actually protect me from wind and rain, reshuffle the world for me, and become the destination of my life. Such a change, maybe I myself  "I didn't expect it." As soon as Tang Zichen merged into the crowd, there was a sudden thunder in the gloomy sky, and then a heavy rain poured down.  The whole of France seemed to be submerged in a sea of ??rain. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Hua La La The heavy rain was beating violently outside, as if it was going to destroy the whole world.  "Why did it rain so heavily this morning? It makes it hard to drive. The visibility is so low. And it seems that with this momentum, it will be difficult for the rain to stop before noon." Zhang Tong drove a car through the hard road  On the streets of Paris in the pouring rain, after entering the Chinese influence in Chinatown, I stopped in front of a building built like a gymnasium.  There is a bright gold-lettered signboard "Wudang Swordsmanship Dojo" on the outside of this gymnasium-style building.  Needless to say, Zhang Tong funded and built this swordsmanship hall similar to Taekwondo and Karate dojo.  "It's almost summer, and the weather changes are normal. The storms in Indonesia are more serious. If they are a little bigger, they will be accompanied by tsunamis. The power of the earth shattering will make everyone feel insignificant." Wang Chao has seen many violent storms,  When he was in Nanyang, he often practiced boxing on the beach when the tsunami hit.  The wind and rain like this are just drizzle.  "Okay, let's go into the dojo. Today, the Chinese associations are bringing elites here to gather. They are already here, and it seems that it won't be good to keep them waiting." Xia Yu licked her lips and pointed.  There are various cars parked in the parking lot.  It turns out that Wang Chao made an appointment with the bosses of the Chinese club yesterday, and today he brought all the elites to gather at the Wudang Swordsmanship Dojo, where he was allowed to select members and discuss a series of things.  Wang Chao nodded and walked into the swordsmanship dojo.  The entire swordsmanship dojo is not very spacious., about 300 square meters, the ground is a hardwood floor, which is relatively rough and not smooth, but when you take off your shoes and go up barefoot, you can clearly feel the comfortable feeling of the wooden texture running through the feet.  In the center of the dojo is a black and white Tai Chi diagram. There is a wooden shelf against the wall next to it. There are pure steel swords placed on the shelf. There are openings on both sides. At first glance, it looks green, with fine ice cracks on it.  Wang Chao is also an expert in swords. He can tell at a glance that these pure steel swords are extremely sharp and high-quality goods that kill people and bleed. They are definitely not the iron sheets used for performances in ordinary martial arts halls, let alone other Japanese kendo halls.  A bamboo sword used for training.  Tai Chi diagrams, weapon racks, many sword moves hanging on the walls, and diagrams of meridians and acupuncture points on the human body.  The style of the entire swordsmanship dojo is filled with a very heavy atmosphere.  Outside is the metropolis of Paris, a foreign country.  As soon as you enter this swordsmanship hall, you seem to be in an ancient Chinese Taoist temple.  But Wang Chao didn¡¯t have time to appreciate this at this time, because there were many people sitting cross-legged on the floor of the dojo.  There are no chairs in the dojo, so you can only sit on the ground. The wooden floor is also very clean. Everyone must take off their shoes and socks when entering.  Wash your feet clean.  Most of the people present were the club bosses that Wang Chao met yesterday, and some were energetic, sitting still and calm.  Obviously, these are some of the "elite" characters in the French Chinese community who can fight and kill. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If?any?Chinese?organization?wants?to?be?popular?in?a?foreign?country?with?violent?means?of?violence?  Among a group of violent gangs that were fighting and killing, there was no one who could hold the scene, not even the most capable fighter.  There are top thugs similar to the "double-flower red stick" in Hongmen in every club.  This group of people may not be the boss or leader of the society, but they are undoubtedly the most powerful and capable of killing.  "Mr. Wang, although you initiated this party, you made so many of us wait today. The arrogance is too big." Just when Wang Chao came in, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands folded in his arms.  The young man in his arms suddenly stood up.  This young man was holding a two-foot-long green cloth bundle in his arms. It was very wide and heavy.  Apparently the Brie bread is metal.  As soon as he stood up and started talking, Wang Chao felt an extremely powerful aura pressing towards him!  "Oh?" Facing the young man who suddenly stood up and showed off his power, Wang Chao shouted: "Is that a knife in your arms? Go ahead." Wang Chao spoke very directly and didn't ask anything.  Although he is well-known and can be protected, some of the people present today are all top-notch gold-medal thugs from the "Double Flower Red Stick". They are usually arrogant, crab-like figures who walk sideways. Even if Wang Chao is famous, he suddenly  When he asked them to organize themselves into a group and listen to his arrangements, most of them were still unconvinced.  No, as soon as Wang Chao came in, someone immediately provoked him.  Wang Chao also thinks this is normal. It would be abnormal to organize a group of crab-like characters walking sideways without provocation.  "Huaqing Gang, Xue Xue, you are more famous than me, but if you want me to obey your orders, you have to show your hands." As he spoke, this young man from the Huaqing Gang shook off his baggage and said  A knife covered in a leather sheath was revealed, and then the leather sheath was pulled out, swoosh!  A broad knife designed to kill pigs and remove bones was already in his hand.  This knife is really just a pig-killing knife, it looks heavy and heavy.  The sharp tip of the knife seems to be newly ground.  "The Huaqing gang's knife skills are top-notch. They are all made by chefs. They kill pigs and sheep, cows and horses. They have some skills. Come on, let me see. Do you have the skill of a cook to untie an ox?" Wang  Chao looked at it and said casually.  "While he was speaking, the young man didn't answer. He grabbed the ground with his toes and moved forward. He scratched the ground five or six times before reaching Wang Chao and stabbed him with a knife.  Wang Chao frowned, then he only used one finger and flicked it directly on the blade, buzz!  Just like Hong Zhongda Lu, this young man felt like his knife was struck by an iron rod. It was violently shaken, the knife was unstable, and it fell to the ground.  Everyone present was shocked.  "With this kind of effort, I'm afraid it will be difficult to organize and fight against the god assassination group." Wang Chao's ears twitched as he spoke.  He ignored the young man and looked towards the door.  Outside the eaves of the door, it was still raining heavily, but you could vaguely see a man wearing a bamboo hat approaching.  This man wearing a bamboo hat walked under the eaves from the rain, and there was no drop of water on his body.  He didn't even look up, so everyone could see his face clearly.  &nbsp"Who is he? There is someone guarding the gate. Why did you let this person in?" Hearing the footsteps, the Chinese gang bosses and gold medal thugs who were sitting in the dojo all turned their attention.  A big shot asked.  "I'm here to play." The man in the hat still lowered his head and just made a sound that calmed people's hearts.  "In addition to playing games, I am also here to kill people today." "This rain is very good. If I kill people, I can leave without leaving any traces."
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