Under One Person: Since I am alone, I can dominate the world

"No, why would someone put a dead pig at my doorstep?" Wang Bing shook his head and immediately denied the thought in his mind.

at the same time.

He also saw an old figure getting into a car outside the large iron gate of the courtyard further away, and recognized that the person was Lu Ci.

Lu Ci didn't say a word. After getting in the car, he immediately left the place. Not only did he not enter the gate of Wang's house, he didn't even say hello.

When Wang Bing saw this, his face froze and he looked a little strange. He murmured, "Xiao Qing said that Mr. Lu sent my great grandfather home. Then my great grandfather..."

Thinking of this, his throat rolled and he moved his eyes with some difficulty, looking at the "dead pig" placed under the stairs again. He took two steps forward again, rubbed his eyes, and looked carefully.

!!!

For an instant.

Wang Bing only felt his scalp tingling, and his whole body was as if struck by lightning, and he stood there in a daze.

The figure that he had previously mistaken for a dead pig was clearly his great-grandfather Wang Ai!

At this moment, Wang Ai's whole body was red and swollen like a ball. His swollen arms and legs were stuck in the air uncontrollably, looking like pig legs.

Especially that old face, how can you still see the shape of a human? It is two or three times bigger than usual, like a braised pig's head!

"Gulu!"

Wang swallowed, then felt dizzy and took two steps back uncontrollably, falling into the arms of a soft body.

The maid Xiaoqing supported the limp Wang Bing and cried, "Master, just now, Master Lu Ci left the master of the family at the door without saying a word. I was so anxious that I didn't know what to do."

Wang did not answer. He was in a daze. A figure immediately popped up in his mind. In his eyes, there was only one person in the world who could make his great-grandfather Wang Ai become like this.

"Zhang Taichu!" Wang Bing's face turned pale and he said gritting his teeth. Then he pushed away the maid beside him and ran out of the door with red eyes.

Wang Ai, who was still in a coma, fell to his knees beside the other person with a plop.

When he saw his great grandfather's injuries clearly from a close distance, he felt his head burning and he couldn't help but roared, "Ahhh! Zhang Taichu, you deserve to die!"

Chapter 144 Airliner and C4 Bomb

“Ahhh! Zhang Taichu, you really deserve to die!”

The shrill sound echoed in the sky above the villa area and reached the ears of Lu Ci who was in the car driving away.

He said nothing, but silently reached out and touched his right cheek, where there was a bandage, which happened to cover the swollen slap mark. Then he laughed miserably and shook his head.

-

the other side.

In the chairman’s office at the headquarters of Nadutong in the imperial capital.

Zhao Fangxu sat on a wooden chair, staring at Huang Boren with his old eyes, muttering, "Old Huang, were the injuries on your body really caused by Zhang Taichu?"

Huang Boren was about to cry but had no tears: "How could it be false? I followed your suggestion and brought those big guys together to go talk to Zhang Taichu in the meeting this morning."

"But you don't know that I was so humble that I treated him like a grandfather, but before I could even finish my words, I slapped him in the face and sent him flying off the mountain."

"You insisted on letting me attend this meeting of the Ten Lords. I'm afraid you had anticipated this disaster and asked me, an old man, to protect you."

Hearing this, the corners of Zhao Fangxu's mouth twitched and his face became extremely gloomy.

He leaned weakly on the chair, smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Alas, this Taichu Zhenren is really hard to persuade."

At this moment, his heart was filled with a strong sense of powerlessness. He felt a helplessness that he had never experienced in his twenty years of work.

In fact, if it were in the past, even if the top-notch Zhang Zhiwei wanted to go down the mountain to cause trouble, he would have the confidence to stop him.

But the sudden appearance of Zhang Taichu made him completely lose his temper.

Through analysis and investigation during this period, the company has been able to determine that with Zhang Taichu's strength, even the previously recognized strongest extraordinary person, the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei, is not in the same league as him.

And even if the company used "hot weapons" other than the aliens, it would most likely not be able to take it down, and there was no need to do so.

Zhao Fangxu stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open. After a long silence, he sighed and said, "Forget it. Zhang Taichu has already adopted this attitude. If we completely break off relations with him, I'm afraid the turmoil in the world will be hundreds or thousands of times more serious than the consequences of wiping out Quan Xing."

Huang Boren heard what Zhao Fanxu meant, and his red face trembled as he cried, "Old Zhao, so I got beaten for nothing today, right?"

Zhao Fangxu smiled awkwardly: "How could you have been beaten for nothing? At least you and the other big guys have found out Zhang Taichu's attitude again."

-

at the same time.

HUB Province, somewhere in a city.

In a crowded bar, in a private room, many people were gathering together.

"Zhang Taichu, he must die." A well-proportioned man in a suit spoke, with madness in his eyes.

As soon as these words were spoken, the rest of the people in the room immediately echoed them.

"Damn it, this stinking Taoist priest Zhang Taichu has been so bloodthirsty these days that he really thinks we are all soft persimmons."

"What's the point of him being alone, no matter how strong he is? Does he think that there is nothing in this world that can threaten him?"

"Hehe, we can't beat him openly, so let's do it covertly."

"It all depends on Brother Ming's sacrifice. I, Lao Jiu, will always remember Brother Ming's contribution!"

"Yeah, Brother Daming is awesome!"

"..."

A group of people from Quanxing started to make a fuss, and in their conversation, they seemed to be praising "Brother Daming" who was sitting in the middle of one of the sofas, and their eyes were looking at the latter with fiery passion.

The one called Brother Daming, a middle-aged man with gray hair and ordinary looks, said nothing, just drank by himself with a faint smile on his face.

pat!

He suddenly slammed the empty bottle on the table and muttered to himself, "If I can blow Zhang Taichu to death, I will have something to brag about in my grave."

"Hehe, don't worry everyone, this opportunity is given to me."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone became excited again, and one after another began to flatter him non-stop, and in their hearts, they were all looking forward to the upcoming second day.

Perhaps after tomorrow, they will be able to hear the good news that Zhang Taichu suffered revenge from Quan Xing and died!

-

Time passed and there was no conversation all night.

When the sun rose the next day, Zhang Taichu and his party, accompanied by Zhou Meng, left Wudang Mountain and got on a car to the airport.

Two hours later.

Everyone arrived at the airport, checked in their luggage, and took their pre-booked tickets. When they heard the broadcast announcement, they passed the security checkpoint and came to the boarding area. After boarding the plane, they went to the business class and sat down in their booked seats.

Zhang Taichu and Zhang Zhiwei sat together, and the other four juniors sat at the back.

"Dear passengers, welcome aboard China Southern Airlines"

A relaxing rhythm accompanied by a sweet voice broadcast sounded, and the announcer began to work. Soon, the plane started rumbling and soon flew high into the sky.

Soon after we took off, a caring flight attendant came up to us with a standard smile and asked us about the service according to the procedures.

Zhang Taichu smiled and refused. Then he turned his head and lay sideways on the chair, quietly looking at the scenery outside the oval porthole.

The plane was climbing rapidly, and after passing through the clouds, it began to fly steadily. Cotton candy-like white clouds spread out in large patches, and could be seen far away at a glance.

Zhang Taichu just stared aimlessly at the scenery outside the window, while Zhang Zhiwei, who was standing beside him, closed his eyes and rested, also without saying a word.

Some passengers in the cabin were reading newspapers and magazines, some were immersed in soothing music in their headphones, and some were working hard, reviewing documents in their hands.

All of this is no different from taking an airplane in the past.

the other side.

In the economy class of the plane.

There was a red-haired woman who looked unhealthy. She had just been on the plane for a while and she couldn't help but take out her eye mask and put it on.

These short two hours of flight are extremely precious to Suzaku. It is a good time for him to completely relax and catch up on some sleep.

So, after putting on the eye mask, she soon fell into a snoring sleep and had a sweet dream.

At this time.

Suddenly, a fat man stood up from another seat and walked towards the bathroom at the rear of the cabin. After entering, he closed the door.

Inside the bathroom.

The obese man looked at himself in the mirror and sneered.

At this moment, his fat body began to wriggle, and then, a translucent colored flow with a distorted vision appeared around him, then dissipated, revealing his true appearance inside.

When the camouflage magic disappeared, it could be seen that his body was surrounded by a thick layer of something like white plastic!

This guy is not a fat man at all. He has clearly used this white plastic to tie himself up like a dumpling!

Chapter 145 Taoist Priest, Times Have Changed

The "fat man" had an evil smile on his face and took off all the white plastic products wrapped around his body. His body immediately became as thin as a bamboo pole.

He looked at the heavy string of white plastic rings in his hand, his eyes revealing a hint of madness.

This is a high explosive, and only a fist-sized amount is needed to blow a passenger plane carrying hundreds of people into pieces.

With the amount of explosives in his hand, it is no exaggeration to say that he can blow everything in the passenger plane into powder dozens of times. Therefore, he is confident that no living creature can survive such an explosion. Even the two masters of Longhu Mountain are not good enough!

"Haha, today I will make everyone on this plane be buried with me. From now on, everyone will remember me!"

Meng Ming muttered to himself, with madness in his eyes, and then he quickly began to set up bombs in the bathroom.

He is an extraordinary person and a Quan Xing Zhongren. He is proficient in blasting explosives, and his own abilities can also provide great assistance in making explosives.

This time when he boarded the plane, he had a clear goal, which was to go to Zhang Taichu. He would rather sacrifice his own life than stop and kill the other party!

At this moment, in Fei's slightly narrow bathroom, his hands turned into afterimages, and he quickly arranged the large amount of high explosives. After a short while, he had installed them all. Then he gently stroked the surface of the explosives with his palms, and a stream of Qi emerged, hiding its shape and disappearing from sight.

After doing all this, Meng Ming's eyes were filled with bloodlust, and he murmured, "This explosion will be the most perfect art in my life. It's not bad to let the two masters of Longhu Mountain be buried with me."

He had long wanted to stop living. In this empty world, it seemed that only explosions and killings could make him feel the meaning of his existence. This time, the act of killing the people from Longhu Mountain made him feel that it was enough to entrust his life to him so that he could personally witness the moment when the brilliant sparks bloomed.

"Everything is ready. You can go and give your acceptance speech."

Meng Ming muttered to himself, then turned around, opened the bathroom door, and walked out. However, he did not return to his seat, but walked straight towards the business class.

At this moment, the passengers sitting on both sides of the aisle have not yet realized the seriousness of the problem and are still immersed in their own world.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with? Please do not move around during the flight."

A uniformed flight attendant noticed Meng Ming, and walked towards him and reminded him with a smile.

Meng Ming showed a perverted smile on his face and said: "Oh, there is nothing I need help with, I just want to send you on your way."

As he spoke, his whole body was filled with energy and he kicked the stewardess in front of him hard.

There was a loud bang.

The stewardess' eyes bulged out, and she had no time to react. She flew backwards like a broken sack, directly breaking through the sliding door between the economy class and business class classes. She fell heavily to the ground and was silent since then. Only a pool of blood gushed out, soaking the carpet.

After easily killing an ordinary person, Meng Ming continued to move forward step by step without stopping. However, he was also a little excited in his heart, with a long-lost sense of release.

It has been a long time since he last destroyed something as wantonly as he did today. It doesn't matter if he exposes himself in front of ordinary people. After today, no one on this plane, including him, will survive!

The sudden scene immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the plane.

When they saw Meng Ming kick the stewardess away, they all froze in place at the same time, their eyes wide open, unable to utter a sound.

Especially when they saw the broken door, they found it difficult to understand why the tall and thin man had such terrifying power!

A few breaths later, screams of fear broke out in the plane. In addition to the passengers, even the rest of the flight attendants fell into extreme panic!

However, at an altitude of more than 7,000 meters above the ground, in this extremely limited space on a passenger plane, they had nowhere to hide and could only huddle in their seats, closing their eyes tightly and shouting in fear.

In the economy class, Suzaku woke up almost at the moment the riot broke out. She took off her blindfold with one hand and just in time saw the tall and thin man's back as he walked into the business class.

"That's a stranger."

Zhuque's eyes narrowed as he realized something was wrong.

And at this time.

Just after Meng Ming kicked a flight attendant to death.