54: Mr. Shen: I am only a hundred years old, burning a sacred toilet is not a big problem! Peak, long time no see

"Leave it to me!"

Xiao Fan arrived at the underground parking lot, lifted Zhang San, and looked gentle.

"He's almost dead!"

Zhou Yang felt a bit awkward.

"It's fine, I'll call Ye Chen right away!"

"Keep him alive!"

"Ye Chen is a peerless healer!"

Xiao Fan smiled slightly.

Zhou Yang nodded heavily, "That's right, Little Ye Zi is a support player."

"Let's go!"

Xiao Fan lifted Zhang San and, with a whoosh, disappeared.

Zhou Yang exhaled, "System, look, I didn't encounter any Child of Destiny in the mall."

"Ding, the system only said the probability in these places is higher!"

The system responded, "Besides, how many Children of Destiny have you already met?"

"That's because, in novels, the probability of a Protagonist appearing in the Demon City is the highest!"

Zhou Yang retorted.

"You may withdraw. I'll continue to stroll around."

"Yes!"

Zhou Yang turned and strolled back into the mall.

Qian Xiaolong: "????"

Where are they?

Damn it, I still underestimated the Zhou Family's capabilities!

They dealt with Zhang San silently!

"Young Master Zhou, I beg to cling to your thigh!"

Qian Xiaolong said solemnly.

"Scram, go find Lin Feng!"

Zhou Yang rolled his eyes.

Qian Xiaolong: "Uh, I've already informed Lord Lin Feng."

Zhou Yang pulled out his phone and waved his hand.

After informing Lin Feng, Lin Feng decided not to come over.

He continued attending classes, eating, sleeping, and beating Li Yan.

However, to his surprise, this time Li Yan was fearless.

Although he was beaten, he never begged for mercy, and a chill, along with a sense of confidence, emanated from his eyes.

This made Lin Feng a bit surprised.

Could it be that Li Yan found another backer?

Oh, right, Zhou Yang found people from the Zhaori Sect.

This Li Yan must have hooked up with people from the Zhaori Sect again.

Hmm, when Xiao Fan destroys the Zhaori Sect, I'll go help out and drag Li Yan over.

And make him despair one more time!

Zhou Yang went up and started strolling around.

Then he saw Feng Jingming buying clothes with Qi Meng.

Zhou Yang sneered, still claiming they weren't on a date.

Looking at the retreating figures of the two, Zhou Yang had already imagined a grand drama.

Overbearing CEO and soft, delicate little wife.

Then out comes a wicked mother-in-law, haughtily asking, 'How much money will it take for you to leave my son?'... Zhou Yang shivered and turned to continue his stroll.

He strolled all day and didn't encounter any Protagonist.

"Hello, Shen Xueling?"

"Meet at the Dragon Group tonight?"

"Damn it, there won't be some major mission, will there?"

Zhou Yang curiously picked up the phone, looking stunned.

Damn it, I have four Protagonists around me.

Any mission would definitely turn into SSS-level hellish difficulty.

(⊙_⊙)?

Zhou Yang hung up the phone, completely bewildered.

Meet tonight, military and police dispatched together, going to the Fang Family tonight???

No, it's just a mere Fang Family, is it really such a big operation?

In the Zhou Family Villa.

Zhang San died.

Xiao Fan hung up the phone with a strange expression.

The Zhaori Sect acted quite quickly, actually uniting with the Fang Family.

Ye Chen: "Uh, you were the one who said not to save him, don't blame me if he dies!"

Xiao Fan rolled his eyes, "Someone will call you in a bit."

Ye Chen's phone rang.

Ye Chen gave a thumbs up, looking at Xiao Fan with clear yet foolish eyes.

"War God, you're truly amazing, you can predict things!"

Xiao Fan's face twitched.

Predict what, a hammer!

Chu Lingtian, who was shopping with his wife, and Lin Feng, who was in class at school, ready to put a sack over Li Yan at any moment, also received calls.

Then let's meet at the Dragon Group tonight.

Time flew by, and it was night in the blink of an eye.

Uncle Yang drove the extended rolls-royce to the dilapidated building of the Dragon Group.

Shen Xueling and an old man who looked to be sixty or seventy years old stood at the entrance.

"Snow Spirit, hello!"

After everyone got out, they all greeted her.

"All young talents."

The old man smiled gently, "Snow Spirit, your taste is not bad. Is there anyone you like? Kidnap one and bring him back to be my grandson-in-law?"

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? I don't want to die of embarrassment."

Shen Xueling pouted.

"Damn it, Elder Shen?"

Xiao Fan suddenly exclaimed.

"You must be Xiao Fan, this generation's War God, right?"

Looking at Xiao Fan, Elder Shen smiled.

"Greetings, Elder Shen!"

Xiao Fan bowed respectfully to Elder Shen.

Chu Lingtian stepped forward, also bowing, "Greetings, Elder Shen!"

Although Ye Chen didn't understand, he also bowed.

Lin Feng smiled slightly and performed a grand salute.

Zhou Yang also hastily bowed, but he always felt that this old man looked a bit familiar.

"Damn it, Elder Shen?"

Zhou Yang suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "Founding Father?"

Elder Shen smiled gently, "You're the Zhou Family's boy, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Zhou Yang nodded quickly.

This was a Founding Father, nearly a hundred years old.

But his body was still robust.

Towards such a person, Zhou Yang's heart was filled with endless respect.

He wished he could travel back to the Anti-Japanese War era and fight alongside the older generation.

The blood of the ancestors was hotter than the blood of today!

Elder Shen, in his youth, only cared about defending his country, and he didn't have children until he was nearly fifty.

"So Shen Xueling, you're Elder Shen's granddaughter."

Zhou Yang smiled.

He had heard of Elder Shen before, but he had never considered which Elder Shen it might be.

"Get in the car!"

"Grandpa is here this time to do a small matter."

"Let's talk in the car!"

Shen Xueling said, "You haven't ridden in a military car, have you? Come, I'll take you!"

Everyone hurriedly followed, but they all took a few extra glances at Elder Shen.

Elder Shen smiled, walked to the rolls-royce, and gently knocked on the car door.

The car unlocked, and Elder Shen entered the passenger seat.

He glanced at Uncle Yang and leaned back in the seat.

Uncle Yang adjusted the seat back partially, making Elder Shen more comfortable.

"Peak, long time no see!"

Elder Shen said with a smile.

Uncle Yang quietly looked at Elder Shen, observing him, a trace of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.

A thousand words turned into one sentence... "You've grown old."

Elder Shen laughed, "I'm a hundred years old, still alive, still eating well, still able to punch people."

"How many people at a hundred years old can be like me?"

Elder Shen laughed heartily and held out his hand, "A cigarette!"

"You're old, don't smoke anymore!"

Uncle Yang gently shook his head.

"Hmph, I'm in great health, living another ten or eight years is no problem!"

"Even if I forcefully boost my vital energy, I'll go burn down the Jingguo Shrine..."

"I can still kill my way back, do you believe me?"

Elder Shen chuckled.

Uncle Yang: (￣～￣)

"Old man, take it easy."

Uncle Yang shrugged, "Burning down the shrine is something best left to the young people."

"I think my young master is quite suitable for this task."

"Twenty years ago, if it weren't for that sudden mess, the old master would definitely have gone and burned down that damn shrine."

Uncle Yang smiled, handed Elder Shen a Huazi cigarette, and lit it for him.

"That's true." Elder Shen took a puff of the cigarette, exhaling it out the car window, "There aren't many people you'd hand a cigarette to."

"Indeed!" Uncle Yang smiled.

"I've checked the records; ninety percent of the people you've handed cigarettes to have been sinking into the river by you."

"You wouldn't sink my old bones too, would you?"

Elder Shen laughed.

Uncle Yang: (.;ﾟ;:￣ꈊ￣.;ﾟ;:)

May I ask, revered elder, do you perhaps think my life is too boring?