There is something to attack and someone has strengths. When a person is particularly outstanding in a certain field, that person is a talent. If a person is beyond ordinary people in a certain field, then that person is a genius. Of course, after living for so many years, it is the first time that Liang Tianyu has seen a person who performs particularly outstanding in any field. The catering industry, online games, and even created the first New York Street in Yanjing. When a person becomes a genius in all fields, then he is no longer a genius, but a genius.

At least, in his eyes, Zhao Xiaohan can be called a genius. At this time, he no longer wants to win over Zhao Xiaohan, because he really can't find a reason to win over Zhao Xiaohan. What reason does he need to get Zhao Xiaohan to join his basketball team?

"Yes, it was also planned by me." Zhao Xiaohan smiled and nodded with a smile on his lips. After leaving the Sun family and the Su family, he appeared in people's sight in another way. This time, he chose to go a different approach and took a route that was unique to everyone. If he told Liang Tianyu at this time, even the talent show called Dream Chasing was planned by himself. I wonder what kind of expression he would have?

That year, the wind and snow filled the capital. That year, he made a stunning success. Now he has achieved the next sentence. Looking at Yanjing City, isn’t Zhao Xiaohan’s fortune a legend? That year, summer flames, and the young man was thin in clothes. When Zhao Xiaohan changed into that white sportswear, Liang Tianyu had left silently. For Zhao Xiaohan, who was like a monster in both the shopping mall and the court, he no longer had any intention of winning over. Such a monster was not something he could restrain.

In the suburbs of Yanjing City, in a farmhouse called Jinlong Villa, Matsushita Yehe sat cross-legged, holding a cup of tea in his hand, drank a faint smell, smashed his mouth, put down the blue and white porcelain cup raised in his hand, raised his head, and saw a mysterious man wearing a black robe, unable to see his appearance, even in this hot weather, he still wrapped himself tightly and airtightly, but he exuded that faint cold air, but he dared not underestimate it, giving people a dangerous illusion.

"Are you the god of death?" Looking at the mysterious man wearing a black robe opposite him, which made people unable to tell whether he was a man or a woman, Matsushita Noha frowned tightly. After hearing Matsushita Noha's words, a cold laugh came from the mouth of the mysterious man in the black robe: "Ha, hehe, Death, it's not something you can call me. Those who are qualified to call me Death are all dead people, and living people can only call me Death Lord."

"Bang!" When the cold voice of the God of Death fell, there was only a bang, and Matsushita Yehara dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground. It could be seen that Matsushita Yehara was very dissatisfied with the God of Death's attitude, but when the teacup just fell to the ground, the God of Death suddenly soared into the air. Before people could react, one of his hands had already pinched Matsushita Yehara's neck, making him breathless!

"Next time, if you don't call me Lord Death, you will become a dead person." After hearing a sneer, he saw that Death's body returned to his position. Matsushita Nori's body fell to the ground with a "thump". After feeling that his body could breathe again, Matsushita Nori hurriedly took a few breaths of fresh air and gasped for breath, but the eyes that looked at Death were filled with fear.

"Die, Lord Death, you, do you really have superpowers?" Looking at the God of Death whose body could rise into the air, Nohachi Matsushita's expression suddenly became nervous. When he heard Nohachi Matsushita's question, Death sneered and said disdainfully: "Do you still need to ask? Didn't I let you see it clearly just now? Do you want to see it again?"

"Huaxia, the land is vast and the things are vast, there are so many strange people. This is the first time I have seen people with superpowers in so many years. In your China, you are the only one. Do you have superpowers?" Norima Matsushita looked shocked. He had heard that some people in China have superpowers before, but he never believed that when he saw them today, it turns out that in this magical land of China, there are actually people who really have superpowers!

"I am just one of them. In China, there are so many people with superpowers." Thinking of the last time, in that small dark room, the young man he met who still had lingering fears, the face of the God of Death became a little ugly. However, the black robe covered his face tightly, but it was not seen by Matsushita Noha. After hearing the words of Death, Matsushita Noha once again showed an incredible expression: "In China, there are more than you who have superpowers?"

"That's natural, are you suspicious of me?" The cold breath of death was revealed again. Feeling the change of the breath of death, Matsushita Nori was so scared that he hurriedly beat him up and smiled, "Of course I'm not suspicious of the words of God of Death, I was just a little surprised."

Death was obviously not very interested in Matsushita Nobuki's smile, so he immediately said coldly: "Tell me, this time, what do you want to do?"

"That's right, Lord Death." Since I learned that Death really has super powers, Matsushita Norima smiled more and completely forgot that he was almost dead just now and died in the hands of Death: "I want you to help me solve a person. If you can kill him, I can give you a price of five million."

"Who is worth your life for five million?" After hearing No Tsuka Matsushita's words, Death was also a little confused. Although he has not shown up in public these years, this is the first time he has encountered someone who is willing to spend five million to get a life of someone.

"A person who blocks my way forward." When talking about that person, Matsushita Nobuki also showed a sneer on his face: "He is not an ordinary person. Lord Death, don't be careless. Many people just despise him too much, so they die miserably in his hands."

"Haha, whoever I want to die will survive until the next day?" Death looked sneered at Nobuchi Matsushita's words: "Is there any photo of that person?"

"Yes." Notho Matsushita nodded and took out a photo from his pocket. In the photo, he looked about 20 years old and looked pretty. He was wearing a white shirt and riding a white mountain bike. He had a headphone in his ears and a slightly long bangs, covering half of his forehead. A faint smile on the corner of his mouth looked particularly eye-catching.

"Is it him?" When the God of Death saw the photo, he exclaimed suddenly. When he heard the God of Death's surprised voice, No Tsubasa Matsushita looked at him in confusion and said, "My Lord Death, do you know him?"

"Haha, of course I know him." The god of death sneered, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. In the past few years, his only shame and his only defeat were given by the man in this photo. He was really searching for him without any effort. He was just trying to find this young man to avenge his previous shame, but unexpectedly, someone came to the door and killed him. He could still lose five million by avenging his previous shame. Why not do it?

"What's his name? I want his most detailed information. I'll take the order this time." Death waved his hand and put the photo of the young man in his pocket. When he heard Death take his order, Matsushita Nobuki finally showed a happy smile on his face. When he heard Death say that he knew the young man, he was shocked. What if Death refused to take the order? However, Death's later words made his worried heart finally let go.

"His name is Zhao Xiaohan, one of the four young masters in Beijing. He is currently the hottest rising star in Yanjing City, which hinders the way forward." Nori Matsushita sneered and clapped his palms. Someone sent him a white file folder. The file folder clearly stated all the information about Zhao Xiaohan, including his daily life, the toilet several times a day, and even what time he gets up every morning and goes to bed every night.

"Haha, Zhao Xiaohan, OK, OK, OK!" After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's name, the God of Death said three good words in a row, and then burst into laughter. Looking at the God of Death who was a little out of control, Nori Matsushita still endured it. Then, he took out a check written by five million from his pocket and handed it to the God of Death: "My Lord Death, this is a check worth five million. I know your rules. I will collect money first and then do things. I believe you can definitely take Zhao Xiaohan's life."

"Haha, don't worry, even if you don't have five million, I will definitely kill him." The god of death sneered, picked up the check with five million, and flew into the air, just like a god in a mythological story, floating in the air and floating out of the Golden Dragon Villa.
Chapter completed!