Chapter 4 Partner
Xing Luo quickly ran out of the campus, with a hint of luck still lingering in his dark eyes. He wouldn't worry about the vice mayor's son seeking revenge, but rather worry that the principal would find out he got into trouble on his first day at this school and beat him up.
With a sigh of helplessness, Xing Luo also turned around and walked out without looking back.
Strolling on the bustling streets, Xing Luo couldn't help but glance left and right, his eyes filled with a sense of novelty. In his previous world, aside from slaughter and gunpowder warfare, he rarely had the chance to leisurely stroll through the streets.
Looking at the small stall by the road, I suddenly felt a pang of hunger and unconsciously licked my lips. I walked up to a vendor selling lamb skewers and said with a smile: "Boss, give me twenty lamb skewers."
"Alright, just a moment." Upon hearing that there was a customer at the door, the vendor happily called out and sprinkled some seasonings on the lamb skewers. Under Xing Luo's drooling gaze, he handed them over to him.
Xing Luo also reached out and took it, pulled out a red old man's head from his pocket and gave it to the vendor, took the change found by the vendor, bit a mouthful of lamb skewers and walked away with a smack.
"Ding..."
Xing Luo heard the phone in his pocket, thought for a moment, and took out the satellite phone. He frowned, hummed coldly, and hung up. Only a few people knew the number of his satellite phone.
"Ding......Ding......"
Just after hanging up, the satellite phone rang again, and Xing Luo finally pressed the connect button with impatience.
"Hey, what's up? Can't find a woman or something? You ungrateful bastard, don't disturb me." As soon as the call connected, Xing Luo yelled into the satellite phone in English.
"Hey... calm down, calm down. It's not that we don't want to accompany you to Huaxia, you know. If all nine of us were to go together, it's hard to guarantee those old guys wouldn't come out. Although we're not afraid of them, you also know that if we were to clash, the Shadow Elders would absolutely not permit it." A chuckling sound came from the satellite phone, but towards Xing Luo's words filled with anger, there was no comment.
Upon hearing this, Xing Luo also let out a cold hum of discontent and teased: "What's going on? Is the great and renowned Zuo Zun also afraid of those martial arts experts from the Huajun Bureau?"
They have known and accompanied each other for many years, and have long understood each other thoroughly. Otherwise, in this nine-person team, Xing Luo would also find it difficult to play the role of the team's core brain.
As for the Hua Jun Bureau, Xing Luo had also dealt with them many times and had even killed many of their people.
"Hmph, what a joke. I'm afraid of the tiny Huajun Bureau? First of all, their overall strength can't even compare to America's Blue Storm, and even if they were stronger than the Blue Storm, so what? The only thing we need to worry about is that Huangchu Xiangqiu who never cares about anything in Huaxia above the Huajun Bureau." Zou Zun said disdainfully.
"Yan Huang Chun Qiu? Is that the organization passed down from ancient times?" After a moment of contemplation, Xing Luo's face was also filled with solemnity. The power of Yan Huang Chun Qiu was incredibly heaven-defying, and even he had to be extremely cautious in avoiding them. This heaven-defying organization, Xing Luo had also seen it mentioned in ancient books.
According to ancient books, Yanhuang Chunqiu was founded in the era of the two emperors Yan and Huang in ancient times.
In ancient times, the two emperors Yan and Huang expanded eastward and clashed with each other. Emperor Yan was defeated and surrendered to Emperor Huang. After the alliance between the two tribes, their power expanded. Later, Chi You, the leader of the Jiuli tribe, invaded the territory of Emperor Yan, who was not submissive and was driven out to Zhuolu, where he sought help from Emperor Huang. The two emperors then united with various tribes and established the organization "Yanhuang Chunqiu" to fight against Chi You at Zhuolu, defeating his 81 divisions and capturing him.
However, after defeating Chi You, the Yan Huang Chun Qiu did not disband, but followed the will of the two emperors Yan and Huang, generation after generation protecting the descendants of Huaxia, protecting the territory of Huaxia...
It is also because of the existence of Yanhuang Chunqiu that the inheritance of Huaxia for more than 5,000 years has not been interrupted.
Huaxia is the only nation among countless ancient civilizations in the world that has never been extinct, and of course, it is not lacking in the Huaxia people's bones. The unyielding and indomitable bloodline that makes them proud.
"Hmm, it's that organization. Even the Tianxing Temple, which I established during the Westernization Movement as a killer organization, is inferior to the Huánguāng Chunqiu in history. I think that the only other organization that can be mentioned alongside the Huánguāng Chunqiu as an ancient power is the Olympian gods on Mount Olympus." Zou Zun smiled slightly.
However, after hearing Zuo Zun's words, Xing Luo also felt a little distressed. He naturally knew that the gods of Mount Olympus had been living in the West since childhood, and he understood these things thoroughly. In the eyes of Westerners, those twelve figures were like God-like existences.
"The twelve main gods, I heard they're not from Earth." Xing Luo said with a smile, in a soft voice.
This matter was also learned from his teacher's mouth, and his memory was already astonishingly good. With that terrifying intelligence, this is simply a living brain. For things in the world, Xing Luo naturally flipped through countless books, one by one, and remembered them all in his mind.
"Uh, from ancient times, they also came from Mount Olympus on Mars to Earth, and then slaughtered the earthlings, angering the Yellow Emperor of ancient times. He dispatched many powerful warriors to fight against those people who came from Mars for several eras. In the end, neither side could gain the upper hand, so they reached an agreement not to invade each other's territories. The Huaxia people guarded their territory in the east, while the gods developed in the west. That mountain in Greece was also named Mount Olympus by them."
"Alas, these things are not for the likes of us small characters to intervene in." Xing Luo chuckled and brushed it off, but then his expression turned serious: "You've said so much, just trying to change the subject. You're all afraid of those old fossils from the Yanhuang Chunqiu who don't dare come to Huaxia."
"I'm warning you, if those old fogies from the Yanhuang Spring and Autumn period dare to touch a single hair of our nine people, I'll rush from the Tianxing Archipelago to Huaxia and kill those people on Mount Bayan Kara." A loud voice came over the phone, with a hint of anger in his tone.
Xing Luo also smiled and said, "Hong, you're still a good brother. Why don't you come to Hua Xia with me tomorrow? The procedures and all that, the principal used to be someone from our temple, he can handle it."