Chapter 999: Meet Zhang Xing

After Zhang Xing and Ruan Mei entered Giant Mall, they watched many people flock to the west of the city.
When I asked about the pedestrians on the roadside, I learned that the Zheng family had a 280-year-old birthday.
There are banquets all over the street in the west of the city. No matter who it is, you can eat it whenever you go.
However, most of the low-profile people go to see (hot r) and they dare not eat.
"Zhang Xing, let's eat too, just save a meal."
Ruan Mei's eyes flashed and she was excited.
Zhang Xing nodded, just to have a look, the (killing sha) hand group must have a newspaper station in each empire's emperor.
When they followed the crowd to the west of the city, suddenly, there was a chaotic sound ahead.
Pedestrians on the street dodged to both sides, and then a figure flew out.
He crashed under Zhang Xing's feet.
At the same time, a palm-sized bronze medal dropped from the man.
Zhang Xing's eyes were frozen, and he raised his hand and sucked the bronze medal.
"Give ... Give me!"
Hearing the sound, Zhang Xing looked down.
The old man on the ground had white hair, no trace of blood (color) on his face, a weak voice, and two distinct palm prints on the clothes on the back.
This old man is Zhongbo.
"Is this bronze medal yours?" Zhang Xing asked.
"It's the master, Mr. Zheng's. He was framed and killed by ((traitor jian) ji n) people, and entrusted me to the Shuangfu Empire to find Dongfang Zhaoyang."
"But now it seems that I can't fulfill the master's last wish. I am ashamed of the master!"
"I can't find my master's friend to avenge him!"
Zhongbo looked sad and weakly answered Zhang Xing's question.
He didn't know why, the voice of the young man in front of him seemed to be magical, which made people (qingqing) feel uncomfortable (forbidden jin) to say what he wanted to say.
Zhang Xing looked at the bronze medal in his hand. Although it was not the same material as Zhaoyang's brother, the pattern on it was the same.
That's why he asked.
Brother Zhaoyang said that when he was young, he didn't have many friends, and there was a surnamed Zheng in the nearby giant mallet.
"Your master is Zheng Haisheng?"
Zhang Xing asked.
"Yes……"
Zhongbo said this, without a breath, his face (color) was flushed.
Zhang Xing saw that if he didn't heal it quickly, he would be out of breath.
Since you are a friend of Zhaoyang Brother, then help.
He raised his hand to play a light healing magic.
After the third breath, Zhongbo coughed twice, his breathing returned to normal, and most of his injuries were better.
He slowly opened his eyes.
A handsome young man appeared in front of him, holding the bronze medal given to him by his master.
He vaguely remembered what he seemed to say to the boy just now, but the content was not remembered.
I just remember that before the master rushed to try to fight with the two masters, but the poison was too deep, he was killed in one round.
He wanted to go desperately, but knew that he only had four-star warfare, and he died in vain.
So he turned (sh n) and fled, but unfortunately it was a little late.
The two masters followed like a mouse, hurriedly from behind.
Whenever he ran far, he punched from behind.
With a breath, he persisted until now, thinking that he would die.
But it came back to life like a dream.
"Your master's name is Zheng Haisheng, isn't it?"
Zhang Xing asked again.
Zhongbo nodded and stood up from the ground and said, "Yes, may I ask you?"
"I'm Zhaoyang Brother." Zhang Xingdao.
"But your surname is Zhang?" Zhongbo (sh n) was shocked, his eyes widened suddenly, and he asked quickly.
"Do you know me?" Zhang Xingxuan wondered.
"Yes ... oh no, I don't know, I heard the host talk about you!"
Zhong Bo was a little flustered, and he was nervous.