Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 742: Tiantong Church's Battle to Establish Its Authority
Zhang Zhiwei was two heads taller than Zhang Huaiyi, so it was a bit inappropriate to put his hands on his shoulders, but it was just right to put them on his head.

"..." Zhang Huaiyi slapped Zhang Zhiwei's hand away. He was not a child. How could the Big Eared General still save his dignity when his head was pressed like this?

"By the way, senior brother, have you dealt with that bastard named Edward Sassoon?" Tian Jinzhong asked.

"Clean and neat!" said Zhang Zhiwei.

"Great! Tell us about the process quickly. Did you encounter a strong enemy? How did you attack? How did you deal with it afterwards..." Tian Jinzhong asked hurriedly.

"Brother, you always kill people but don't bury them!" Zhang Huaiyi whispered beside him, "It's probably floating on the sea now!"

After a pause, he added, "Assuming the body is intact, if it was beaten to pieces, it might be floating in the wind."

"Huaiyi, you know my brother better!" Tian Jinzhong said, "I really want to know what those foreigners look like after they get on board!"

"There is no chance anymore!" said Zhang Zhiwei.

The two of them were stunned.

"That's a big cruise ship," Zhang Huaiyi asked in surprise, "You sank it?"

Zhang Zhiwei did not hide anything and described in detail how he sank the cruise ship.

"Magic weapons and divine weapons, flying swords to slay demons, plus thunder magic... the power is so enormous!" Zhang Huaiyi muttered to himself.

This was not the first time he had heard of the Flying Thunder Sword. Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong had talked about it several times.

He actually knew the mystery contained in this sword, and once wanted to replicate it, but was stopped at the step of casting thunder magic to enchant the sword.

The reason why Zhang Zhiwei was able to apply dozens of layers of thunder magic to the Flying Thunder Sword was because he cut off the generation reaction of the thunder magic in advance, allowing it to turn into primitive Qi, which continued to accumulate and finally detonated all at once.

However, Zhang Huaiyi was unable to interrupt this reaction, so he could only inflict a ray of lightning on the magic sword, but its power was naturally far less than that of Zhang Zhiwei.

At this moment, Zhang Huaiyi suddenly thought in his mind, during this period of time, I have been trying my best to pursue my senior brother and want to prove myself, so a lot of things depend on myself.

But in fact, my senior brother is in front of me, so why should I go far away? Isn't it enough to just stand on his shoulders and learn his methods? Find an opportunity to find out the difficulties! !

In the past, Zhang Huaiyi was very averse to this idea, so even though Zhang Zhiwei was stronger than him, he remained dormant, never asking for advice or exposing himself.

But now, he couldn't tell when he no longer rejected this kind of thing, and even felt a little... looking forward to it.

Zhang Huaiyi was in deep thought, and after hearing that Zhang Zhiwei had killed all the people on the cruise ship, Tian Jinzhong pointed at the surrendered foreigners in the resettlement area and said:

"Brother, what about those people? How do you plan to deal with them? Like the cruise ship, just kill them and silence them?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Zhiwei coughed lightly and said in a deep voice: "Jinzhong, we are Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain, not the underworld of Longhu Hall. You only know how to kill people all day long. The atmosphere of our Longhu Mountain has been corrupted by you."

"........."

Tian Jinzhong was speechless. It was you who killed people to silence them, so how come I am the one who set a bad example?

"So what do you want to do?" he asked.

"Leave it to Fatty." Zhang Zhiwei said. Just as he had thought before, he had no intention of interfering too much in the affairs of the church.

"By the way, why didn't you follow Huaiyi just now? Don't you want to learn how to use the Godhead Mask?"

Tian Jinzhong waved his hand and said, "Not really, it's just that I'm already very satisfied with the priesthood that Fatty arranged for me, and I have no intention of competing with Huaiyi for the limelight."

Besides, even if I snatch it, I won’t be able to win... He added silently in his heart.

Wang Ai had been beaten by Zhang Huaiyi, so out of some revengeful mentality, he was not given a very good arrangement, like a Di Ting.

But Wang Ai and Tian Jinzhong had a good relationship and did not have any ulterior motives. In the church, Tian Jinzhong was the golden body protector of the leader of Tiantong Sect and the messenger who issued oracles.

Tian Jinzhong felt quite satisfied and didn't bother with it.

Moreover, he was not so anxious to perform himself. His current focus of practice was still on the Golden Light Mantra and the Heavenly Passage Finger, one for attack and one for defense.

He told Zhang Zhiwei his thoughts.

Zhang Zhiwei patted him on the shoulder and affirmed his decision.

When practicing the mask of divinity, one will inevitably face the backlash of the power of faith, even if it is playing oneself. When the sexual power reaches a certain level, there is no need to practice forcefully.

Zhang Huaiyi glanced at Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, and thought to himself, pat Jinzhong's shoulder, pat my head, as expected, it's my height that misled me!

When I look for a wife in the future, I must find one who is tall. I have suffered enough from my height deficiency in my life, and I can't let my son and grandson be like this too.

On the other side, Wang Ai in the front received the surrendered foreigners, took them away, gave them a good meal, and then sent them back to the Municipal Council.

These people from the security team witnessed the entire scene and saw the arrival of the Big Eared General and even the Tiantong Sect Leader. Letting them go can enhance the prestige of our sect, intimidate the foreigner, and let him know what kind of opponent he is facing. It can be said that it is a hundred benefits with no harm.

But if we kill them, it would just be a simple way to vent our anger, and we would not gain any benefit. It would be a total detriment.

Wang Ai is a smart man, so he naturally knew this would be the choice.

By the time things in the resettlement area were settled, the disputes in other places were almost settled.

In this bloody fight, except for a few insignificant battles, the Tiantong Church won most of the battles.

After all, there is a guard hall stationed in the Demon City. On the surface, the guard hall is a branch hall, but in fact it is a full-fledged hall with all the necessary equipment. A large number of immortals can be assigned to help, so that basically every place is guarded by an immortal.

In ordinary gangs, even if there are extraordinary people, they are often double-flowered red sticks and gold medal thugs, and it is impossible to assign them to every group of younger brothers.

When ordinary gangsters face the spirits, no matter how ruthless and desperate they are, how cruel can they be?
Moreover, in addition to the immortals, Yongxin Company also has extraordinary people. Even several of the Thirteen Guardians of the Magic City are employed by Yongxin Company, such as the rickshaw driver and his gang of eight hundred rickshaw drivers.

At night, the driver and his 800 men used the rickshaws that picked up passengers during the day to transport the bodies and threw them into the Huangpu River one by one.

The people in the coachman gang were very good at dealing with corpses. Knowing that there were many dead bodies, they just threw them in. If the corpses were floating densely tomorrow, it would have a bad impact. So they tied a big stone to the feet of each corpse and sank them to the bottom of the river.

Everything was done. The drivers wiped off the blood stains on the cart and dragged it to the entrance of the Magic City Nightclub to wait for customers.

Recently, a top singer named White Rose has appeared in the nightclubs in Shanghai. She is very popular because of her excellent singing skills. There is an endless stream of people coming to support her. It's a good opportunity for me to go there and earn some extra money.

At the same time, in a windowless secret room in the Municipal Council, a huge mirror was erected.

A blond foreigner in a black suit stood in front of the mirror. He was the president and general manager of the Municipal Council, named Bruce. Although the board of directors was the largest in the Municipal Council, it generally did not directly interfere with the operation of the concession, so in the Municipal Council, he, the president, basically had the final say.

Many actions of the Municipal Council today were also approved by him. There was no other way. The Sassoon family was very powerful, and several directors were their people. He could not refuse Edward Sassoon's orders, so he cooperated with his actions.

In Bruce's opinion, dealing with a group of gangsters is a piece of cake. Even if the resettlement area is demolished and people die, it doesn't matter. The lives of the natives here are cheap and no one cares no matter how many people die.

But the result was beyond his expectations. No one was successful. The people sent by the Municipal Council to find fault with Yongxin returned empty-handed. The key point was that they remembered nothing after returning and were confused, as if they had been bewitched.

This made Bruce's heart jump. He had known for a long time that the people here were good at using talismans similar to shamanism. These people were probably just like that.

However, he was not worried about these things. He graduated from the London School of Magic and was not afraid of this kind of witchcraft.

But the news brought back by the people he sent out to demolish the Tiantong Church resettlement area really frightened him.

The Tiantong Church and Yongxin are deeply bound together. In order to successfully dismantle it, he not only sent out several extraordinary people, but also more than two hundred soldiers, the so-called security team.

But unexpectedly, they ended up in complete defeat. Except for a small number of people who escaped on their own, most of the people were sent back by the archbishop of the Tiantong Church, along with a bunch of charred corpses that were no longer human.

From the mouths of these survivors, he learned the whole story. The titles "Big Eared General" and "Tiantong Sect Leader" made his heart tremble when he heard them.

As a knowledgeable magician, he had seen some so-called "gods" and he had even dealt with the devilish "List".

But the abilities displayed by these gods and ghosts are mostly sinister and strange.

The leader and generals of the Tiantong Church actually used thunder, which was the mighty power of heaven. As long as they were "gods", anything related to thunder would not be easy.

He wanted to contact Edward immediately to explain the matter, but he didn't expect that he couldn't get in touch with him at all, as if his contact had fallen into the sea.

Bruce was worried that something might have happened because he couldn't get in touch with them at this time, so he went to the secret room.

Bruce looked at the magic mirror in front of him, which was an alchemical item that could be used for divination.

No matter what system it is, if it involves prophecy, there will be huge backlash.

The abilities of the aliens in the alchemy system are far inferior to those in the Qi refining body, and they cannot withstand the backlash.

Therefore, they created alchemical objects that could resist the backlash to some extent.

At this moment, the mirror in front of Brooke is it.

He began to chant a spell, and the magic mirror emitted a faint light. The mirror surface moved like water waves, and images began to appear inside.

On a sunny sea, an exquisitely designed cruise ship was parked on the sea. He recognized it as the cruise ship of the Sassoon family.

"Could it be that the signal at sea is bad?" Just as he thought of this, he saw a blazing flash of lightning appear in the mirror.

The lightning drew a long trail in the sky, and the flame of the trail touched the sea level, causing a large amount of water vapor to rise.

"Lightning, could it be from the Tiantong Church..."

Bruce's heart skipped a beat when he thought of a possibility, and then he saw a scene that made him terrified.

The lightning was like an eraser that was being used forcefully to erase the ship, leaving a gash on the cruise ship that almost cut it in half.

Bruce clenched his hands tightly. Even though he hadn't seen the scene of Edward Sassoon's death, he already had the answer in his mind.

In this situation, Edward was doomed to die. No one could save him, not even God...

Although he often said that God was omnipotent, he had never seen God, but he had seen the Master of Tiantong.

"oh my god!"

Bruce took a deep breath and continued to look at the image in the mirror. Suddenly, he felt a little cold. In the windowless room, a cold wind seemed to blow deep into the bone marrow.

He felt a little uneasy, as if someone was looking down on him.

Then, he saw a figure appear in the mirror in front of him. The person was surrounded by golden light and thunder, and he was standing in the air.

"Is this the leader of Tiantong Sect, or the Big Ear God General? His ears aren't that big, so he should be the leader."

Bruce thought to himself, but then he was horrified to find that the Tiantong Sect Leader in the mirror suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

"Is there someone behind him?" he thought subconsciously.

But soon, he realized that it was not that there was someone behind Tiantong Sect Leader, but... Tiantong Sect Leader was looking at him.

How is this possible... He screamed in his heart and quickly chanted a spell to stop divination.

But the situation had become uncontrollable. The magic mirror did not stop sharing the burden. Instead, the surface of the mirror began to twist and tremble like waves.

The figure surrounded by lightning in the mirror had a pair of eyes emitting golden flames. The pupils were as bright as stars, and they emitted highly concentrated beams of light, as if they were going to pass through the mirror and shoot him to death.

He could only stand there stupidly, waiting to be slaughtered, without any ability to resist, and couldn't even scream.

But at the moment when the golden flames spread from the mirror, the mirror suddenly shattered and the flames collapsed.

The Tiantong Sect Leader in the mirror looked at him deeply and then disappeared without a trace.

Bruce fell to the ground, gasping for breath, looking at his palm which was cut by the collapse of the mirror. His palm was covered in blood, but he ignored the pain and immediately escaped from the secret room.

"How terrible, so terrible, I was just seen by Master Tongtian, I have to leave, leave here quickly!"

Bruce stumbled out and ran into Li Qingbai, the Chinese affairs director in the president's general office. His eyes lit up and he grabbed Li Qingbai's hand.

"Mr. Li, I need to go away for a while. From now on, my work in the President's Office will be handed over to you."

"By the way, that Tiantong Church, no matter what they do, ignore them. If they come to you, just do what they ask."

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

After saying this, without waiting for Li Qingbai's reply, Bruce rushed out the door and quickly disappeared into the night.

(End of this chapter)