Douluo: Becoming a God From Dreaming

Chapter 94 Regretful Tang Hao

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In the dark alley, Tang Hao, who was wearing black clothes and a black hat that covered his appearance, threw a middle-aged man to the ground heavily.

The middle-aged man let out a shrill scream, his eyes full of fear.

Unfortunately, his legs had been broken and he couldn't stand up, let alone run away.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me."

The middle-aged man looked at the figure hidden in the darkness in front of him, struggled and kowtowed, took out a few gold soul coins from his arms, and cried out: "I will give you money, please let me go. I am a member of Wuhun Palace, if you don’t take care of me, I will be in big trouble.”

It was okay not to mention the Wuhun Palace. When he mentioned the Wuhun Palace, Tang Hao's eyes flashed with coldness. He kicked the man a few meters away and hit the wall heavily. Several gold soul coins rolled to the ground.

Tang Hao hesitated for a moment, waved his hand, gathered the golden soul coins in his sleeves, and sneered in his heart: "This is all the money of the two empires, but it was cleverly robbed and used by Wuhun Palace to provide subsidies to civilian soul masters, and to support themselves." Earning fame is really a good calculation. How can I let you, a lackey of Wuhun Palace, take this people's wealth and enjoy it? Today is also considered as robbing the rich and giving to the poor, and exporting evil to the people of the two empires."

Thinking of this, Tang Hao put the money away with peace of mind, walked up to the middle-aged man, and slowly released a powerful aura, shocking the man to the point of almost suffocating him.

"If you don't want to die, just answer my questions honestly. If you dare to have any thoughts, you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

"Yes, I said, I said!"

With the cold voice and the bone-chilling murderous intent, the middle-aged man had been tortured to death for half of his life. With only fear in his heart, he lay on the ground and nodded desperately.

Tang Hao looked at the man who looked like a puddle of mud, as if looking down at an ant: "A so-called big shot came to Wuhun Palace a few days ago. Tell me, who is he?"

The middle-aged man did not hesitate at all and said quickly: "It's His Royal Highness the Holy Son."

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son? When did Wuhun Hall have a Holy Son?"

Tang Hao frowned. The Wuhun Palace had recently announced that Wang Shenmeng was the Holy Son. Although bishops and leaders from all over the country went to pay homage and the momentum was huge, the time was too short, and only some major forces were relatively clear about it. Information.

A lone ranger like Tang Hao, who lives in a small place and is out of touch with the soul master world, has not received any information yet, so he feels confused about this Holy Son who suddenly appears.

His intuition told him that Xiao Wu's disappearance was probably related to this Holy Son, and his expression became cold: "If you want to survive, tell me all the information you know about the so-called Holy Son, and you are not allowed to hide a single bit."

"Yes, I don't dare to hide it."

The middle-aged man's body trembled, and he poured out all the information he knew about the Holy Son. Of course, he only knew the most basic information. If it was a little more in-depth, he had no idea at all.

"It's actually that kid?"

The more Tang Hao listened, the more frightened he became. Finally, he couldn't help but widen his cloudy eyes, and a terrifying murderous intention burst out from his body.

"I didn't expect that boy to choose to join the Wuhun Palace. If I had known this, I should have killed him with a hammer." He thought of the little boy in the Holy Soul Village five years ago. He was surrounded by corruption, and for the sake of his future, he actually chose to join the evil Spirit Hall.

At that time, he felt that this kid had evil intentions. He was scheming at a young age and was not a kind person. Therefore, he was quite unhappy. He never let him enter his house, let alone his mistress, and he didn't let his mistress have any interaction with him. Now it seems that he is really discerning. Like a torch.

"It's a pity that his benevolent thought at that time turned out to be a climate change for him."

Tang Hao regretted it endlessly. Back then, the other party was young and had no conflicts with his family. During the competition for the quota of work-study students, the boy withdrew very wisely, and because he was concerned about the risk of exposure, he did not attack the boy. Now, The other party has joined the enemy's forces and has become a core high-level person. It will be difficult to get rid of him.

Referring to others, since Wuhun Palace is so optimistic about him and canonize him as the successor of the Pope, it means that he is the core seed that must be cultivated with all his strength, and it is impossible not to send someone to protect him.

With the strength of the Wuhun Palace, it is normal for a Titled Douluo to be by her side. This also explains why Xiao Wu's identity was revealed. In the eyes of a Titled Douluo, her soul beast aura is simply a torch in the dark night. As long as she If you are not blind, you cannot turn a blind eye.

"That boy was born in Notting City, and now he has returned to his hometown in glory, so it is not unusual for him to appear here. What is hateful is that the 10-year soul ring and soul bones I ordered for Xiaosan were cut off halfway."

Tang Hao's face was gloomy and his brows were furrowed, thinking about how to get Xiao Wu back. If possible, it would be better to kill that kid quietly, otherwise he would be another threat in the future.

If you think about it with your own feet, if the next generation of popes who are fully trained by Wuhun Palace are not from an angel family, they must have astonishing talents that have impressed the highest decision-making level of Wuhun Palace.

For example, contemporary Pope Bibi Dong, who has a foreign surname, was canonized as a saint at a very young age. Isn't it because of her unparalleled talent?
The second twin martial soul in a hundred years is still the top-notch martial soul of its kind, with full innate soul power. Even though Tang Haoming looked dismissive of it, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

Even though he has the strength to dominate the world, he may not be as good as others, not even the youngest titled Douluo in the mainland. It's hard to say who he is.

"Let me tell you, how could he be a low-level martial spirit when he was born with full soul power? It's all because of that trash Yu Xiaogang who misled me. He swore that he was just a trash martial spirit and misled me. This trash is more than capable of succeeding and failing. , I missed the opportunity to kill that kid."

Tang Hao's heart was filled with murderous intent. If he could have expected today, he would have killed Wang Shenmeng at all costs five years ago. There are already enough geniuses in this world, except for the Haotian Sect, it would be better to have as few as possible.

"That kid captured Xiao Wu and left that night. Maybe he found a secret place to kill and obtain the soul ring and soul bones. Alas, I hope this won't be the result."

Tang Hao was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, but there was nothing he could do. He stepped hard on the middle-aged man's chest, and his soul power suddenly exploded. Several of the middle-aged man's ribs were broken. He was rushed by the soul power, and blood flowed from his mouth, and he howled miserably. Passed out.

"Hmph, since you are a lackey of the Wuhun Palace, you have to pay the price for helping others to do evil. I just cripple your Wuhun, which will give you an advantage."

He, Tang Hao, was a man of his word. Since he had promised to spare this man's life as long as he cooperated, of course he would not break his promise.

However, after suffering such a serious injury, even if he was treated, his body would be completely broken, and he would only be able to survive for a few days.

But what does this have to do with Tang Hao?

He didn't kill him directly, he died of illness, and he died because of fate.

(End of this chapter)