Chapter 781 Seeds of Hatred

Yang Tianji suddenly felt uneasy. The more he thought about what happened recently, the more irritable he became. This time, he was fully prepared. He teamed up with many experts and even involved people from the church, but he still failed to kill Zhang Jun. He felt powerless deep in his heart. Was he destined to be his nemesis?

He was worried when his cell phone rang. He took a look and saw that it was Yang Tianhao calling. This Yang Tianhao is the son of Madam Necromancer, a mixed race. Madam Necromancer is very powerful and is a half-step supernatural Western monk and Necromancer. Yang Tianhao is extremely talented and has been competing fiercely with Yang Tianji since he was a child. If he calls, it will definitely not be a good thing.

Yang Tianji suppressed the irritation in his heart and said in a relaxed tone: "Yang Tianhao, if you have something to say, just say it, and if you have anything to say, just let it go."

A loud and arrogant voice came from the other end of the phone: "Haha, Yang Tianji, I heard that you are in a miserable state now and were almost killed by that man named Zhang Jun? How about you, do you want me to go over and help you? Italy is far away from you. It's not far over there. As long as you ask me, I will go and save you."

"Fart!" Yang Tianji was furious, "I want you to save me? You'd better ask for your own blessings. Did you provoke the daughter of the Roman Pope's guard captain some time ago? Didn't the saint-level guard captain teach you a lesson?"

"Lesson?" Yang Tianhao smiled, "His daughter is already pregnant with my child, and he must accept me as his son-in-law. Yang Tianji, it is said that you also like an aristocratic girl from England. It seems that That girl’s name is Annie. It seems like people don’t like you?”

Yang Tianji snorted heavily: "You don't need to worry about my affairs."

"Of course I don't want to care about it." Yang Tianhao also snorted, "But I want to tell you good news, no, it's bad news for you. This Holy Son has just broken through to half a step of supernatural power. Why don't you speak? Are you surprised?"

Yang Tianji's face was full of anger. He thought that with half a step of magical power, he could stabilize Yang Tianhao's head, but unexpectedly this kid also broke through. He tried to keep his tone as calm as possible and said coldly: "I'm surprised that you were able to break through. Could it be that Father has initiated you?"

"Of course not." Yang Tianhao was extremely proud, "Let me tell you a secret. My maternal ancestor's 'Netherworld Bloodline' has revived in me. Hehe, you know the Netherworld Bloodline, right? In ancient Egypt, there was only this noble bloodline. Only then can he become Pharaoh.”

Yang Tianji clenched his fists, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. He said coldly: "So what, I also have Ruyi Tong!"

"Wishful thinking? This is the second bad news I want to tell you." Yang Tianhao sighed, "Just after I took half a step of magical power, the wishful thinking in my blood was also activated."

Yang Tianji was furious. He hung up the phone uncontrollably, punched the table in anger, and kicked the sofa into two pieces. The maid who was in charge of serving him stepped back in horror, fearing that she would be affected.

"Damn! Damn!" He cursed repeatedly, jealousy and anger making it difficult for him to calm down. He hated Yang Tianhao very much. Not only did he hate him, but he also hated his mother, Mrs. Necromancer. Mrs. Necromancer and his mother, Mrs. Xuanji, are enemies. Mrs. Necromancer once secretly killed Mrs. Xuanji's brother and one of his sons, Yang Tianji's brother who died in infancy.

It's just that Mrs. Necromancer is so powerful that Mrs. Xuanji has no choice but to die in depression a few years ago. A woman who condensed the immortal power only lived for more than fifty years, which shows how depressed she was inside. Because of the grievances of the previous generation, Yang Tianji and Yang Tianhao had a bad relationship since childhood. Each wanted to overpower the other and wished that the other would die immediately.

After cursing a lot, Yang Tianji sat weakly on the ground, stared blankly ahead, and murmured: "Mom, it's Tianji who's useless!"

Under the continuous blows from Zhang Jun and Yang Tianhao, his mind was in a state of extreme confusion and his Taoist heart was lost. Little did he know that in the bedroom next door, Zhang Junzheng, who had sneaked in around the sentry posts, looked at him with cold eyes. He came here originally to kill Yang Tianji, but he didn't expect to encounter him in a state of spiritual loss. In this case, he was 100% sure that Yang Tianji would be hypnotized, which would make him change his mind about killing the opponent.

"Instead of killing him, it would be better to plant the seeds of hatred deep in his heart and make him hate the Holy Lord and the people around him. This would be more effective." With a thought in his mind, he immediately seized the opportunity and activated his heart and consciousness. Shrouded in the past. His mind-panning skills were so perfect that Yang Tianji, who was mentally confused, didn't notice it at all. A seed of hatred was quietly planted deep in his heart.

Zhang Jun's method is an extremely superb technique in the mind-disc technique. It can implant a seed of thought into the depths of other people's hearts. That seed will sprout and grow, and then subtly affect a person. For example, he planted the seeds of hatred in Yang Tianji's heart. In the future, Yang Tianji will inevitably hate the Holy Lord, Yang Tianhao, and everyone around him. This kind of hatred will eventually lead to his destruction and bring harm to the people around him. to cause great harm.

"Father, why do you always prefer Mrs. Necromancer? If you were a little nicer to my mother, would she die? You are not worthy of being my father!" His eyes were blood red and he murmured to himself in a solemn tone.

"And Mrs. Necromancer! Yang Tianhao! You all deserve to die, I will definitely kill you!" He clenched his fists, with a ferocious expression, and two tears of blood actually shed from his eyes, "And Yang Tianxuan, you have been suppressing me I, I will not let you succeed, I will surpass you and make your life worse than death!"

Hatred, jealousy and other negative emotions kept brewing and growing in his heart, causing him to tremble all over and look up to the sky with a loud roar. Amidst the roar, Zhang Jun left quietly. He knew that he had succeeded. This Yang Tianji would bring terrible disasters to the Holy Religion in the future, even more serious consequences than what he had caused.

"Yang Tianji, I hope you won't disappoint me." He smiled slightly and disappeared into the night.

At this point, Zhang Jun's trip to Europe came to an end. He did not take action to eliminate the Message Hall, Bloody Hand Hall and other institutions established by the Holy Cult in Europe, because these institutions were controlled by Gu Lingxu and Xiaoqiang, and getting rid of them was not worth the loss. This time, his action was not as intense as expected. Instead, he played a few calm moves of secret chess. However, once these few moves of secret chess are launched in the future, they will be far more powerful than the sword and sword shadow of ten moves and one kill. Lethality.

In this way, Zhang Jun returned to China immediately and appeared in the country the next day. Heihachiro, the "agent", had been impatient for a long time. As soon as he appeared, he immediately put a pile of future plan materials in front of him and said excitedly: "The operations during this period have been very successful! Next, we should make bigger moves!”

"What ultimate move?" Zhang Jun asked inexplicably.

Heibalang said proudly: "Some time ago, your double was fully exposed for you, and the effect was very good. Now you can go out and ask around. Everyone from an eighty-year-old woman to a three-year-old child knows that you are Zhang Jun." You are a great philanthropist, a great hero, and a great good man, but your reputation alone is not enough. Now you have to do something practical.”

Zhang Jun said: "Don't be pretentious, just tell me what to do."

"Throw money." Heibalang said, "Don't the major systems under Tianxing Charity all have plans? I want you to implement these plans intensively, so that the country and the world can see your determination and sincerity, and your great love. and Daren.”

Zhang Jun fell silent. Tianxing Charity indeed has many plans in preparation, such as the Tenglong Project to help poor students successfully complete their studies, the Sunset Project to help widows and lonely people spend their old age peacefully, the Seedling Project to help families who have lost their only child to give birth to a new child, and the Project to Reduce A fund-raising house building plan to reduce the cost of buying a house for small and low-income families, a strong children plan to provide free nutritious breakfast to children in remote mountainous areas and backward rural areas, etc.

These plans are being carried out step by step, but the specifics have not been announced to the public because the execution of these plans requires a lot of energy and money. Tianxing Group does not have the ability to carry out them at the same time and must do them one by one. Now Hei Ba Lang demands that all this information be released, so Zhang Jun hesitates.

Heihachiro said: "Currently Tianxing Group is fully capable of carrying out these projects at the same time. Believe me, releasing them all will be explosive news and the whole world will be shocked."

Zhang Jun glanced at him: "Then let it go. Money shouldn't be a problem. Tianxing Charity has sufficient reserves. The money I earned some time ago can also be used." After saying that, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "How can I It feels like you are trying to put me on a pedestal?"

Heihachiro smiled: "Because you have capital, you will find that this is a good thing when you get to the altar."

Although Zhang Jun was confused, looking at Hei Balang Shen's abominable expression, he knew that he would not be able to ask anything, so he simply didn't ask.

In the afternoon of the same day, Zhang Jun replaced his stunt double and held a press conference in Tianxing Building. Hundreds of media from around the world were present, and the national TV station broadcast it live. This was definitely a treatment that can only be enjoyed at a world-class event, but Zhang Jun used a charity The identity of the family did it. At the press conference, he told all about Tianxing Charity's plans, which really shocked the audience. Reporters asked questions like crazy, and Zhang Jun chose to answer some of them.

"Mr. Zhang, judging from your past actions, it seems that you can never spend all the money in your hands. Is Tianxing Group very profitable?" An American female reporter asked a question, which is also a question of the public. Why is this great philanthropist so rich? Isn't he the richest man in the world?

Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said: "Tianxing Charity is just a branch of Tianxing Group, but Tianxing Group cannot control Tianxing Charity because it operates independently and is subject to public supervision. As for the funds of Tianxing Charity, A small part is donated by the people, and most of it is funded by myself.”

The American female reporter immediately asked: "Mr. Zhang, you were ranked 22nd on last year's list of the world's richest people. They thought your assets were only US$50 billion. What's your comment here? Fifty billion It seems difficult for US dollars to support the huge Tianxing Charity, right?”

Zhang Jun shook his head: "To be honest, I don't know how much money I have. What I consider is how to make every penny more meaningful. But the so-called ranking list, I think it is inaccurate."

At this time, another reporter quickly asked: "Mr. Zhang, it is rumored that your actual assets actually exceed one trillion US dollars. Is this true?"

Zhang Jun was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "One trillion is a scary number, but I think my assets should be able to reach that."

"boom!"

There was an uproar in the audience, one trillion US dollars! How did he do that?

Zhang Jun added: "But that's just the market value of Tianxing Group. I definitely don't have that much cash."

"So Mr. Zhang, what makes you spend so much money on charity?"

Zhang Jun said calmly: "Money is just a string of numbers to me. It is meaningful only when it can benefit a country and the world. What I do is to turn boring numbers into something meaningful. It's that simple."

The audience burst into warm applause. The people outside who had received Zhang Jun's favor and wanted to come and see what Zhang Jun looked like were extremely excited. They applauded and cried while shouting Zhang Jun's name. In a trance, Zhang Jun had a strange feeling deep in his heart. The "Dust-breaking Art" taught to him by the mysterious master in the third floor of the black prison started to work involuntarily.