145: The protagonists: set out to destroy the clan! Number one on the blacklist: Is my employer playing tricks on me?

I heard that Xuanming Sect found some small secret realm.

It's like an ancient blessed land, much more impressive than Zhaori Sect's.

I didn't expect them to run all the way to the Northeast!

Uncle Yang shook his head, "Later on..."

"I was crippled, retired from the army!"

"Then I came to Modu to survive, and after that..."

"I met your father!"

Uncle Yang looked at Zhou Yang, "He bought a lottery ticket, and I contributed two yuan! That's how I started a business with your father."

Everyone: "..."

No wonder you have ten percent of the Zhou Family's original shares.

So, you paid for that lottery ticket back then.

Everyone looked at Zhou Yang.

Speaking of which, thirteen consecutive first-prize lottery wins.

How on earth did your father manage to withstand such luck?

Zhou Yang looked up in a daze, "Uncle Yang, I have a question!"

"Speak!"

Uncle Yang said gently.

"You are a Great Grandmaster Peak, while the previous Dragon Kings were only just entering the Great Grandmaster realm..."

Zhou Yang scratched his head, "Why were you a substitute?"

"Are you a professional substitute, a professional perennial second-place holder?"

Zhou Yang was genuinely curious.

"If you can't speak properly, shut up!"

Uncle Yang snorted, "What do you mean by professional second-place holder?"

"Back then, after I joined the army, it was like I had cheats enabled..."

"I accumulated numerous military merits!"

"Later, I met the old War God and the others!"

"When the country calls, one must obey!"

"I was parachuted in and participated in the assessments for War God, Asura, Dragon King, and the like."

Uncle Yang's eyes were distant, "When I participated in the War God assessment..."

"Damn it, I got food poisoning!"

"I was on the toilet for three days and three nights, my legs went soft, and that Jiang Ming fellow got an easy win!"

Uncle Yang had a speechless expression.

Everyone: ~(￣∀￣)~

"Later, when I participated in the Dragon King assessment..."

"I was too eager to break through, and my meridians were accidentally impacted... someone else got an easy win again!"

"Asura assessment... that thing, as soon as I went out, I encountered a Black List assassin..."

"The fight was brutal."

"By the time I went to participate in the assessment, Zhao He had already gotten an easy win."

Uncle Yang spread his hands, "What could I do?"

Everyone: "..."

We are speechless.

Zhou Yang: Could it be that all of the previous generation were Protagonists?

As soon as the Protagonist's halo activated, Uncle Yang had a series of accidents?

Was destiny not on Uncle Yang's side?

Now, Uncle Yang is an Epic Level Child of Destiny!

The kind from 'Extremely Fine Housekeeper,' the kind where Long Aotian would die to protect Liu Bo'er.

"When I was at my peak, I even became the Deputy Commander of the border region!"

Uncle Yang snorted, "Otherwise, how do you think old Yang and Elder Shen met?"

Everyone immediately gave a thumbs up.

Awesome!

A Deputy Commander in his twenties.

"Deputy Commander... also a substitute!"

Zhou Yang summarized at the end.

Uncle Yang: "..."

"Young Master, you're lacking the affection of seven wolves again."

Uncle Yang smiled slightly.

Zhou Yang shivered.

"This time, old Yang has become a zombie!"

Uncle Yang turned his face away, no longer bothering with Zhou Yang, "If the Jiang Family's Old Ancestor dares to come out, I'll eat him!"

"I haven't seen Jiang Sanqiu in so many years, I'd like to see if he dares to say he's here to kill me this time!"

Uncle Yang's face was benevolent and gentle.

Everyone: A moment of silence for Jiang Sanqiu.

Zhou Yang: Jiang Sanqiu, Sanqiu (three autumns)?

One day like three autumns?

The future is long?

The past is full of bitterness?

"What bad things did Xuanming Sect do?"

Lin Feng asked curiously.

"I know this!"

Shen Xueling snorted, "How do you think he got his Foundation Establishment Peak cultivation?"

"Using the blood and souls of the common people as a guide, refining blood and refining souls!"

"They even colluded with foreign enemies, attempting to steal the underground dragonpulse's fortune in Jinling."

Shen Xueling said, "So, you tell me, do they deserve to die or not?"

Everyone nodded silently.

This is even more ruthless than Zhaori Sect.

After all, Zhaori Sect is a sect of japanese people's descendants, but Xuanming Sect is a local power.

Such people deserve to be killed even more.

"Let's go!"

Uncle Yang said, "Snow Spirit, you take a plane by yourself and go arrange the army first!"

"Okay!"

"Everyone else, depart!"

Everyone cheered and rushed out.

To kill the bizarre entities of the japanese people, to kill the traitors!

However... Lin Feng and the others frowned slightly, always feeling like they had forgotten something.

Everyone boarded the private jet and flew northeast.

Halfway through the flight, Lin Feng suddenly looked up.

He slapped Zhou Yang's thigh.

"Why are you slapping me?"

Zhou Yang said speechlessly.

"Just a casual slap!"

Lin Feng said perfunctorily.

He spoke, "Brothers, we forgot something! I remember what it was!"

Everyone looked at him.

They forgot something, but what did they forget?

"Didn't you guys hire Black List Number One to assassinate Zhou Yang?"

Lin Feng quickly said, "Did that mission get accepted or not?"

Chu Lingtian and Han Ling looked at each other.

"It seems it was accepted."

Chu Lingtian scratched his head.

Han Ling: "I can confirm, it was accepted!"

Lin Feng and the others: "..."

Uncle Yang was bewildered, "You guys hired someone to assassinate Young Master?"

"No, are you rebelling?"

Uncle Yang felt a bit dumbfounded.

"It was just to find the location of the Black List headquarters."

Lin Feng chuckled, "So, we posted a mission on the Dark Web, to hire Black List Number One to kill Zhou Yang!"

Uncle Yang: (O_o)??

I really am getting old.

I can't keep up with the young people's thinking anymore.

Is this considered entrapment?

"He should be here soon, right?"

Xiao Fan asked curiously.

Han Ling calculated the time, "Black List Number One, once a mission is accepted, will eliminate the target on the seventh day!"

"Today is the sixth day!"

Han Ling said.

Everyone looked at each other.

So, where is Black List Number One now?

"Who cares, let's go find Xuanming Sect first."

Zhou Yang smiled.

Everyone nodded, well, Black List Number One's matter can be discussed later.

At the same time... Modu Airport.

A Western handsome man, one meter eighty-eight tall, walked out of the airport.

He stretched, "The sixth day..."

"Today, I'll scout the target's location, and tomorrow, I'll kill him in one blow."

"Black List Number One never fails!"

He rolled his eyes, hailed a taxi, and gave the address.

After a while, he arrived at the Zhou Family Villa.

He had a gentle expression.

He sniffed, "All ordinary people."

His figure flickered as he entered the Zhou Family Villa, avoiding every camera with each step.

"All servants and bodyguard, there's not a single person at home."

"Do rich people all like to go shopping?"

He took out a small box, fiddled with it for a while, and the box opened to reveal a miniature computer.

Inside were some surveillance footages.

He checked for a while, left the villa, took another taxi, with images flickering on the box.

Then he returned all the way to the airport.

Black List Number One: "..."

Are you kidding me?

I ran all the way to the villa, only to find the target came to the airport?

Damn!

Let me check the airport's surveillance... He watched the surveillance, fast-forwarding to two hundred times speed.

And then... he arrived at Modu Airport's small airfield.

Black List Number One: "..."

Flew away??

No... Employer, you need to come out!

You said Zhou Yang would be in Modu these few days?

Are you playing games with me?