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After Zhang Jue finished reading this long section of the poem, even the air seemed to be quiet.

To be honest, Yan just felt that Zhang Jue had a special physique and was curious about his identity, so he asked casually.

It never occurred to him that this black-haired, black-eyed oriental man would gossip so much.

Yan has lived for thousands of years and can understand Chinese.

But he couldn't understand a few words of Zhang Jue's poem.

Don't talk about him, just Zhang Jue's passage, if there is no subtitles, serious CN people will have to catch them blind.

On this full moon night, in this crisis-ridden city, the originally terrifying atmosphere has reached its peak.

But when Zhang Jue read out such a long paragraph, there was a sudden change.

It seems that if no one stops him, in the next second, he will come to a section of "Reporting the Name of the Dishes" or "Eight Fan Screens".

Yan opened his mouth slightly, trying to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

As a newly-promoted god, he never imagined that the first time he came out of the mountain, he would face such a situation.

Not only Ian, Angelo and General Kasha in front of the big screen at the moment, as well as the staff behind them also had the same expression.

Anyone who knows a little bit of Chinese is first impressed by Zhang Jue's literary talent, and then defeated by his shameless spirit.

They have never seen a person who can describe themselves with so many nice words.

Still under such circumstances.

Didn't he know that the one facing him was an evil god, who might kill him at any time?

Is there still the law of heaven, is there any law of the king?

"Zhang Jue..." General Kasha pondered for a while, then looked at Angelo, "Is this the new consultant of your foundation?"

Angelo had never met Zhang Jue, but only seen his photos, but he had heard a lot about him.

Arrogant, unexpected, and unconventional.

You can never guess what he will do in the next second.

It was Zhang Jue's style.

Although he was very reluctant to admit it, Angelo could only nod because he couldn't find a reason to refute.

General Kasha looked at the young man on the screen, heheed, and seemed to be organizing his words, before saying after a long time: "Your foundation...is really extraordinary..."

The foundation has always been known for its rigor.

When mentioning foundations, words like meticulous, serious and upright come to mind.

After all, working and living in this kind of place may kill you at any time.

But Zhang Jue's style is incompatible with the foundation.

He is cynical and sloppy, and can do some tricks no matter how serious the occasion is.

This is one of the reasons why Angelo doesn't like him.

In his opinion, Zhang Jue is not worthy of staying in the foundation at all.

If there were people like Zhang Jue in the foundation, the human race would have been extinct long ago.

But things backfired, and Zhang Jue was the most beautiful one in the foundation so far, even the O5 council had to sign his pennant.

Shouldn't this world be controlled by smart people?

...

Let's switch the perspective back to the city of Alcada.

Yan looked at Zhang Jue and was speechless for a long time.

As the founder of the Sarkic sect, he himself is also an eloquent person,

But facing Zhang Jue, he also felt a sense of powerlessness.

Seeing that Yann hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhang Jue adjusted his hairstyle.

"How about it, be afraid, but this is also a very normal thing. After all, who doesn't love a handsome and powerful young man like me."

"..."

Yan didn't know that the conversation between the two had been broadcast live to the GOC and the Foundation, otherwise Zhang Jue would have been shot into powder immediately.

He had just ascended to God and was in a good mood. Zhang Jue was the only creature that could talk to him, so he didn't attack Zhang Jue immediately.

"I have lived for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a shameless person like you." Yan said.

"Hey, then you have to thank me for giving you a lot of insight today." Zhang Jue said, then thought of something, and said: "But if you think I am the most shameless, you are very wrong. You haven't met my father yet, he is a man who is shameless and shameless, and will definitely refresh your three views. Let me tell you, once, I asked him why you always delay writing novels, Guess what he said-"

At this moment, the city of Alcada was full of gunpowder and smoke, all kinds of corpses and wreckage were all over the ground, and even the air was filled with the smell of blood.

The moonlight shone down, making it even more eerie.

A newly promoted evil god is suspended in midair, surrounded by scarlet mist, overlooking the earth, ready to kill at any time.

In this situation, Zhang Jue was talking non-stop, complaining about his father.

I don't know, I thought he was spanking and chatting with his friends.

Zhang Jue's logic is unconstrained, and his tongue is quick, and he will lead him astray if he is not careful.

After Yan ascended to the gods, he almost completely lost emotions, but looking at the person in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

He still has a lot of things to do, no time to waste time here, so he intends to end this boring conversation.

"Enough," Ian said.

However, Zhang Jue obviously hadn't talked about it yet, and completely ignored him, still talking to himself.

Ion frowned slightly.

Before he became a god, few people dared to contradict him.

What's more, he has now become a true god.

Ion narrowed his eyes and waved his hand.

There was a strong wind.

As a god, he already has the power of heaven and earth.

When the strong wind hit, Zhang Jue had no time to react, and was blown to the edge of a dilapidated building.

With a bang, his body smashed in, leaving a hole in the wall.

The speed is as fast as a rocket.

If he was just an ordinary person, he would have been smashed to pieces by now.

But after master 682 tempered, even if Zhang Jue didn't activate the second state, he could still resist such a level of collision, but it was not very comfortable.

"Um?"

Yaen looked at the hole and could naturally sense that Zhang Jue hadn't died.

He turned his palm over and pressed slightly.

Then, the whole building collapsed suddenly, as if it had been patted by someone.

Zhang Jue was photographed in the ruins of the building like a mosquito.

Yan nodded slightly, very satisfied with his current strength.

However, in the next second, his brows frowned again.

Because he found that the young man named Zhang Jue was still alive.

With a crash, a stone slab was pushed away, and Zhang Jue got out from inside.

"I said you are a bit rude. You interrupt others casually. You have no quality at all."

He spat and spit out the dirt in his mouth.

"Being a god now doesn't even require an exam, it's too casual, let me educate you!"

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