In the evening, a private plane passed over Tinghai City. Its destination was Tinghai City, but it did not land in Tinghai City.

On the plane, a blonde man looked at the national super city below and said sincerely: "Huaxia and Master describe it completely differently. Tinghai City may be comparable to Los Angeles, right?"

Behind the blonde man was a woman with a hot figure. The woman was wearing a Western waist, with a pointed chin, and her long shawl was permed into big waves, and was tied behind her by a rubber band.

She wore a black-framed glasses on her nose, and she looked shrewd and mean: "Did Lord Pope be defeated on the land of China back then? How could such a backward country be the opponent of Lord Pope?"

"Monica, don't look down on China easily," the blonde man said lightly, "Master said that this land is the land that was originally nurtured."

"Here? How is that possible!" Monica said in surprise, "Mr. Light, was it born in China?"

"Yes."

The blonde man looked at the brilliance below: "Lord God of Light was born here, but he has not returned for thousands of years. I don't know the reason for this, but this time I come back, not only to fulfill my family mission, but also to see the power of Chinese cultivators."

Monica hesitated: "But, according to our news, the old senior Chuci Zen who defeated the Pope back then seems to have passed away."

"I know that a small Chuci Zen cannot represent the entire China. This black market, there will inevitably be other experts. My master did not enter the S-level, so he was defeated by Chuci Zen. Now I have entered the S-level. At that time, those who fight with me must be the top Chinese master!"

"Monica, let's go down!"

Monica nodded and stretched out her slender fingers. The blonde man grabbed her wrist, then suddenly pulled open the aircraft's hatch door and jumped down!

If someone else was there, I would have been scared a lot, but Monica looked calm and descent with the blonde man!

The city below is constantly magnifying. The head was originally just the size of an ant, but it was already as thick as a finger. Monica opened her eyes with difficulty, as if she could see clearly the appearance of the person riding on the Bund.

At this moment, a force suddenly came from her waist, forcibly holding her up. The blonde man's long hair was shaking in the wind. Monica breathed a sigh of relief: "Flying in the air is the standard of S-level powerhouses. I wonder how many S-level powerhouses in China are there, which can be compared with Raphael."

On the distant sea, a dark cloud was brewing. The weather forecast said that a typhoon would land tonight, but this did not have any impact on Raphael.

"My sister Defney and younger brother Roy should be in Tinghai City, right?"

...

Yan Ning, who had just stepped out of the hotel, suddenly felt his mind moving and he couldn't help but look up at the sky above the Bund.

Yan Ning's eyes passed through thousands of meters and saw Raphael clearly in the air.

Raphael is just a semi-immortal realm. Although he has the qualification to produce immortal consciousness, due to the differences in cultivation between the East and the West, Raphael's immortal consciousness is very weak, so he was observed openly by Yan Ning and did not notice anything wrong.

Yan Ning disliked the condescending face of foreigners the most. He snorted coldly and said in his heart: I guess this guy is Raphael. Humph, the things you foreigners took away in China and the dignity that I, Yan Ning, today, will all be taken back from you, Yan Ning!

"Brother Yan Ning, what's wrong with you?" Tang Wenlin asked while seeing Yan Ning's face not very good.

"It's okay, a little fly is flying on my head. I hope this little fly won't mess with me today." Yan Ning said lightly.

Tang Wenlin smiled slightly. He had full confidence in Yan Ning, and believed that many wonderful things would definitely happen when Yan Ning entered the black market this time.

The practitioners living in the Kempinsway Hotel were paying attention to the time and began to go downstairs. Yan Ning and the others got in the car and saw Roy and Defney coming out together.

From a distance, Roy recognized Yan Ning's appearance at a glance. He quickly pulled his sister Defney and whispered: "Sister, that's Yan Ning!"

"Oh?" Defney saw all the so-called rich young masters, but she was particularly interested in Yan Ning. This guy was young and could have such a powerful bodyguard. I believe his identity must be extremely special.

She looked at Yan Ning, but felt particularly regretful that this oriental boy who was so magical by Roy and Stan looked extremely plain and had no outstanding appearance. He was naturally much worse than the men she had seen in the United States.

Yan Ning felt it from the first glance of being looked at by Defni. He didn't want to respond, but Defni kept staring at him, which made Yan Ning a little annoyed, so he looked back.

This glance was just ordinary and did not contain murderous aura, but Defney was shocked.

‘There are at least hundreds of people behind me, why did he see me at a glance?’ Defney comforted herself: ‘Maybe it was just a coincidence, or maybe he was more interested in me?’

Obviously the second explanation made Defney more accepting, after all, she was very confident in her appearance.

"Um?"

Roy suddenly spoke, "Sister, it seems that Yan Ning did not take the old man to the black market!"

After Roy's reminder, Defney quickly glanced around and found that the old man they mentioned yesterday was indeed not there: "Strange, how could Yan Ning dare not take the old man out? Isn't he afraid of revenge from our Qiaosen family?"

Roy didn't think too much: "If the old man was not here, we wouldn't have to design to make him conflict with Quinno, and even Stan could easily resolve him!"

"No, this is too reckless," Defney shook his head, "We cannot deal with him in the name of the Josen family before we figure out his identity... By the way, is that guy Gos here too this black market?"

"You mean gambling with stones? Of course he will come. The black market is a good opportunity to make money. How could he not come?" Roy said.
Chapter completed!