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Billionaire God of War

Chapter: 2222

From the current point of view, Mr. Lang has his own purpose, and this old naughty boy does not seem to deal with Mr. Lang.
The enemy’s enemy can be regarded as a friend for the time being. Jiang Ning will not easily believe him until he doesn’t know the details of the old naughty boy.
The old naughty boy temporarily stayed in Jidao Martial Arts Hall.
He didn’t mind that Jiang Ning had arranged various masters to live near him, as well as a large number of people around the martial arts gym. Once he did something unruly, those people would not hesitate to use their lives to stop him.
This is what the old naughty boy felt.
A city with such cohesion and unity is just to protect some ordinary people, those ordinary people.
The old naughty boy seems to be like a child in mind, and his playful mood is changeable, but he is not stupid.
Even when he wanted to go out, he took the initiative to call a few people to follow him.
“Follow me, otherwise how could that kid be relieved?”
“Hurry up, there will be nothing to eat if you are late!”
“Oh, what kind of legs are you guys, you can’t run like a kid, haven’t you eaten enough?”

If the child is him, few people can compare him.
The old naughty boy had a lot of fun and didn’t play with the disciples in the martial arts school in a short time, but had a great time with their children and grandchildren.
He is an old naughty boy, a child who has not grown up, but no one has ever dared to laugh at him because of this. Even the sixty-year-old doormaster was called by him as a kid, who would dare?
the other side.
Jiang Ning has asked Lao Zhao to open Skynet and stare at every place in the world.
Even on the other side of the battlefield in the Middle East, he asked A Fei to go back and stare, not dare to omit the slightest.
The current whereabouts of Mr. Lang is unknown. After being seriously injured, it will definitely take some time to recover from his injuries, but Jiang Ning will not feel that Mr. Lang will hide his injuries and wait for his injuries to recover.
He would definitely know that there was an old naughty boy waiting to kill him!
How could such a cunning person sit still?
Just as Jiang Ning thought, it is impossible for Mr. Lang to sit still. He chose to return to the mountain gate, and he was ready to face the old urchin.
Not just the old naughty boy, but other people, those old guys, must know that they are back.
Had it not been for fear of them, Mr. Lang would have returned in person!
But now, he has no choice, he can only come back, even if he betrayed these people back then, made these people pay an extremely heavy price, now coming back is definitely a lifetime of death, but he must come back.
“Woke up one.”
Mr. Lang opened his eyes and he recovered quickly from his injuries, which is simply incredible to ordinary people.
He moved his muscles and bones a bit, and it didn’t affect his hands.
“There are a few more. I guess it will take some time. It just so happens that it’s like God arranged it on purpose.”
He laughed, with a hint of sarcasm and disdain in his laughter, “Fortunately, this one who woke up has amnesia. I’m afraid he can’t even remember who he is.”
But Mr. Lang knew that that person must remember him, he must remember, he must kill himself!
He got up, his face was very ordinary, and no one would find him in the crowd.
He changed his face again. The previous one was destroyed in the explosion. Now he, with his fair skin and even his pupils turned dark blue, looks like a foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes.
Walking out of the forest, Mr. Lang went directly to the largest city in North America and found the largest underground circle organization in the area.
In the gambling hall.
There were strong cigarette smoke everywhere, and the irritation made people’s noses numb.
“Who are you looking for?”
Seeing Mr. Lang coming in, someone immediately stepped forward and asked, this kind of private gambling hall only serves people in their own organization. “Outsiders are not allowed to come in. Are all the people outside dead? Wouldn’t they stop them?”
“Crack!”
Mr. Lang directly stretched out his hand and clasped his neck, his voice hoarse, “I’m looking for you, the one who speaks the most!”

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