As the middle-aged man came to his company, the whole company had already gotten off work, empty, with only a few people in black walking back and forth. It seemed that they were real security guards, and they were trained by middle-aged man.
the ability of the
"Has he left?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously.
A man in black shook his head slightly.
"Mr. Han, don't have a conflict with that person when you see him. As far as I suspect, he is likely to be an awakening master! Let's try to say good things to him and give him whatever he wants."
The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly told Han Ming.
Awakening? That is the strength of Qidan. It’s hard to say whether it is really, because the middle-aged man is just guessing out of thin air.
However, Han Ming already understood the middle-aged man's idea. He came to him just to make up his courage. In other words, the middle-aged man has not formally discussed any conditions with people from other worlds so far.
In his heart, Han Ming may just be a master with more than five stages and up to six stages. It’s not a fault for underestimating Han Ming. After all, if you don’t pass the impact of the Seven Divine Seal, the space crack in the Five Yuan Realm is
It is extremely difficult to pass by a person over five dan. He can think of Han Ming as six dan because of Han Ming’s high strength previously revealed.
Han Ming didn't care about these trivial matters, so he nodded and stepped onto the elevator with the middle-aged man.
The elevator went all the way to the top floor, and finally saw the so-called alien person in a luxurious restaurant exclusive to the middle-aged man.
At this time, he was sitting on the sofa and stuffing things into his mouth, eating while shaking his head while enjoying it. His appearance was the same as the Five Yuan Realm, but his height was only about 1.6 meters. Such a figure was naturally on the earth
Very normal.
But if it is placed in the Five Yuan Realm, it will be a real dwarf, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dwarf. Even Han Ming's height of over two meters is something that some ordinary people have to look up to, let alone Li Cheng
Feng's height is more than three meters, and Brahma's height is more than five meters.
Think about the figure of the sea giant thousands of meters...
No wonder the middle-aged man said that this person did not come from the Five Yuan Realm. Even if he was a deformed person, he was not that short.
"Hello, are you satisfied with the stuff?" The middle-aged man hurriedly asked the dwarf respectfully.
Han Ming was about to step forward, but was pulled back by the middle-aged man hurriedly and gave Han Ming a look, which clearly meant that he should not be so abrupt, he was a master. Just follow my instructions.
Han Ming smiled faintly and didn't care.
The dwarf glanced at Han Ming and the middle-aged man, and his eyes remained on the middle-aged man for a second or two, but he just glanced at Han Ming.
"Yeah, that's fine."
The middle-aged man showed joy: "That's good, that's good. Look, what else do you have to give?"
The short man shook his head: "It's gone, get out."
The middle-aged man hurriedly nodded respectfully and pulled Han Ming away.
Han Ming smiled and said, "Let's leave now? What you want to ask, haven't you asked yet?"
The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly waved his hand at Han Ming, meaning, you are crazy! Don't annoy him!
The short man glanced at Han Ming disdainfully: "Are there any questions? Then ask."
"Hmm? Is it really OK?" The middle-aged man didn't expect that the dwarf was quite reasonable. He hurriedly pulled Han Ming to the opposite side, but he didn't even dare to sit down and stood bent down.
"May I ask... well... I mean... I hope you don't get angry about my abruptness, I mean..."
"What are you talking about? Just let it go if you have a fart!" The short man became impatient.
Han Ming smiled: "He wants to ask where you came from, how much strength you have, how many stages, what level, how many magicians, or warriors. Is it from the dwarfs?"
"Ah!?" The middle-aged man was so scared that he jumped out of his throat when he heard Han Ming ask these questions casually. He wanted to ask these questions, but this is not the way to ask them.
The dwarf's face immediately became cloudy and he smiled grimly: "Ask me so many questions, I want to ask you, how much strength is the strongest person in this world? How many stages does it take?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "That's...and..." He originally wanted to say not much, but the young man in front of you was about five stages, but he was afraid that he would say less, so he would make the dwarf unscrupulous. He was hesitating,
But Han Ming spoke again.
"Not much, it's just him, third stage second stage."
The dwarf seemed to be thinking about something, nodding and continuing to ask, "It's really just that, there's no stronger one?"
Han Ming smiled and said, "No more."
The dwarf smiled and said, "I feel relieved to say so. To be honest, I am the God of War at the peak of the sixth stage!!
In this way, this world is mine. Haha, hahaha."
Han Ming just wanted to test, if there was no stronger master, what would this dwarf react? If he had stable ri, it would be fine. If he had bad intentions, he would kill him.
The dwarf laughed fiercely: "Okay, this world is really good! I didn't expect that I accidentally discovered such a wonderful thing.
There is no one here who can suppress me anymore, I am the king!!!
I have tried my unremitting efforts to improve my strength and wanted to become the king of the world above ten thousand people. Now, after passing through a crack in space, I can control this world.
As for you…”
As he said that, the dwarf looked at the middle-aged man.
"Your strength is understandable, but unfortunately, I can't keep this hidden danger of you. It will be a bad thing if you surpass me in the future. Say goodbye to me."
The middle-aged man screamed, exuded a fighting spirit on his body, and rushed towards the door to try to escape.
The dwarf turned into a phantom to rush to the middle-aged man, but suddenly stood up in the middle.
The middle-aged man suddenly broke through the door and came to the corridor, fleeing in a hurry. He had three levels of strength and could not even fly. But gradually he realized that no one seemed to chase him.
He gritted his teeth and thought to himself, could Mr. Han really be able to control him? If it is true, it would be better to take this opportunity to get rid of the dwarf!
Thinking of this, he quickly turned around and ran back, and saw the scene that stunned him from the door.
In the restaurant, the short man's body was hung in the air and his neck was pinched by Han Ming.
Han Ming said lightly: "Sixth stage, sixth stage, very good. Say, where did you come from."
The dwarf looked at Han Ming in shock. No matter how hard he tried, he could not escape from Han Ming. This person without any energy fluctuations actually had such strong strength!!
When dealing with him, Han Ming was too lazy to unblock his ability, so he could use his powerful ** to crush him into pieces.
The sixth stage and sixth stage can no longer be said to be able to carry shoes to Han Ming. In the Five Yuan Realm, it is unlikely that a person like Han Ming would even want to meet him.
The dwarf panicked: "Eight, Eight Elements."
Han Ming frowned when he heard this, Bayuan Realm? So, the names of the farm are arranged according to numbers, and there is not even a meaningful name, so they are directly numbered with one, two, three, and four. In other words, Bayuan
The realm is established later than the five-yuan realm.
"How strong is the strongest person in your world?"
The dwarf hurriedly said, "King of Hurricanes, Nine-Division Judgmenter."
"I understand. Do you have any questions to ask?" He turned to look at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man had long been dumbfounded. He just reacted when he heard Han Ming's question: "No, no, no."
Han Ming nodded and said to the dwarf: "Okay, you failed the test just now. I'm sorry to tell you that you are not qualified to live here."
After saying that, he didn't look at the dwarf's expression, and directly slapped his head and wiped his hands with a piece of napkin.
"You can handle the body yourself."
The middle-aged man could not describe his shock. The master at the top of the sixth stage and the sixth level was infinitely close to awakening! He was actually slapped to death by a slap.
He began to regret his contempt for Han Ming just now, and wanted to slap himself hard to express his apology. He rushed forward and stammered in trying to say something flattering.
Han Ming waved his hand: "Shut up, don't say anything, and clean the body.
If you find someone from another world coming here in the future, go find me. Apart from that, don’t bother me.”
The middle-aged man hurriedly shut his mouth, dared not say anything, and watched Han Ming leave foolishly.
After a long time, I felt relieved: "My God, what kind of strength do you have? I'm afraid I have to have seven stages!!"
Back at his painting gallery, Han Ming continued to enjoy his ordinary life. When he was free, he wandered around to see his parents and brother.
Han Ke has just been in college now, and he was frivolous when he was young. He didn't focus on studying at all. When he was fine, he went out to drink and pick up girls with his brothers. He was in a snack bar, and fought with people on the dim streets, and was occasionally beaten.
He was admitted to the hospital with a bloody head.
I used to be afraid of being alone, so I often took a detour and retreated.
Han Ming just watched quietly and never appeared. Because he knew that this was Han Ke's life, he had no right to interfere, and he could not pull this remaining brother into the boundless sea of suffering like himself.
If you don’t come in, you won’t know the hardship, and if you don’t come in, you won’t know the worry. A plain life is pretty good.
"I'm envious..." Han Ming shook his head with a smile.
Life seems to have become regular again. Han Ming still paints every day and takes time to drink tea.
More and more people come to the art gallery to ask for paintings. Sometimes they can line up for a long time and try their luck in the art gallery. Maybe they ask for a painting and sell it.
I will never have to worry about food and clothing in my life.
Han Ming has never felt impatient. As long as you can come in and as long as you are willing to answer my questions, I will listen carefully and read carefully.
If you answer correctly, take the scroll away, and if you answer wrong, it doesn’t matter how long you want to stay.
Sometimes, Han Ming wanted to go out on a whim, so he closed the painting gallery without hesitation, and refused to turn around if the people in the queue complained.
Sometimes when I get excited, I keep painting for three days and three nights, and I will refuse anyone.
But the ordinary life does not seem to favor Han Ming very much. He is like a piece of iron-sucking stone, attracting countless troubles.
One day a month later, the middle-aged man came again, but this time he was in a mess.
His face was pale and no longer looked like a human being. He was wearing a wide windbreaker. When he saw Han Ming, he immediately stretched out his hand and was holding a black cloth bag.
When I opened the cloth bag, I found a broken right arm. Looking at his windbreaker, his right arm was indeed empty.