Zhang Mo agreed, so after chatting for a few more words, Han Qianhua said goodbye and left, leaving behind a red invitation. Zhang Mo took a look and found that the banquet was held at a large hotel in Harazu City.

Zhang Mo thought in his heart, wondering if he could see the Black-robed Martial King, and what changes would happen after seeing them? All this could not be determined before it happened.

"Brother, are you looking for me?"

While Zhang Mo was thinking, Shen Bing walked in, so pretty that it made people love each other.

Zhang Mo nodded and signaled Shen Bing to sit beside him. He said, "Xiao Bing, I want to talk to you about something."

Shen Bing said oh. Although she didn't know what Zhang Mo wanted her to do, the trust that was integrated into her heart made her nod without hesitation. She knew that no matter what Zhang Mo wanted her to do, the starting point was definitely for her.

"I'm going to attend a banquet tomorrow night, but you need to be prepared tomorrow. I'll take you out of the city to experience the morning after tomorrow." Zhang Mo said seriously: "You must be promoted to level 3 as soon as possible, so that you can have the strength to protect yourself."

Shen Bingren is also very smart and understands this truth. She showed a firm look on her face and nodded, "Well, I will definitely not drag my brother down."

Zhang Mo smiled and shook his head: "You and your aunt will never drag your brother down. I can only become stronger with you and protect you."

"Yes." Shen Bing nodded vigorously, his eyes clear.

"Okay, you go and prepare and call Du Caizi over to me."

Shen Bing nodded and left the living room. After a moment, Du Fengzi, who had scattered hair, appeared in front of Zhang Mo: "Chief."

Looking at the indifferent expression of Du Fengzi in front of him, Zhang Mo did not react much, because Du Fengzi had always looked like this since he surrendered to him, but he had no hesitation or disobedience to his orders.

"You have received the invitation letter for the banquet." Zhang Mo asked casually. He estimated that Du Fengzi was also the top five among the top ten powerful men. Although he surrendered to himself now, he must have been invited.

"I refused." Du Qianzi said, his expression did not change at all.

"Old Du. You are indeed the number one person. Although you have joined me, you can leave at any time if you want to leave." Zhang Mo said sincerely: "But I really don't want you to attend this banquet at the moment."

Du Fengzi remained silent and remained silent.

"I'm going to attend this banquet tomorrow night and I'm going to meet someone."

A sharp look suddenly appeared in Du Fengzi's eyes, and he whispered: "Black-robed Martial King?"

"That's right."

Zhang Mo nodded. His intuition was very accurate. He felt that although Du Crazy Man was crazy, he was indeed a trustworthy subordinate. He did not hide it and said seriously: "From the rumors that had been circulated in Jincheng before, I vaguely felt that he seemed to be non-human, and I felt that there might be a battle between me and him."

Du Fengzi looked at him with a straight look: "I'll go too."

"No, I have other arrangements." Zhang Mo shook his head and said, "Old Du, you are the strongest here except me, so you have to stay at the headquarters to prevent changes. Don't worry. Although the Black-robed Martial King is very strong in the rumors, he still can't do anything to me."

Zhang Mo was only curious and exploring about the black-robed martial king, without any fear or tension, because he was confident of fighting against any monster life within level 5. Even under the attack of the peak creature at level 6, he could escape smoothly, and the only thing that could make him worry was his relatives.

"Okay! Leave it to me."

......

The next evening, Zhang Mo brought Lu Longhu and the other person to the hotel where the banquet was held. The parking space in front of the hotel was filled with cars, and there were already full of fully armed soldiers. Evolvers at level 3, troops' division level and above, and a small number of upper-class figures from the Haratsu Castle entered it.

"Hello. Please show the invitation." An evolutionist woman with both good looks and figure was wearing a big red cheongsam to welcome the people who kept entering it, with a charming smile on her face.

"He is..."

As Zhang Mo took Lu Longhu to the hotel, the people around him couldn't help but look surprised and quickly avoided the dodge, not daring to have any complaints because they recognized Zhang Mo's identity, the demon god of war!

Although there are still many people in Tianjin City who cannot see Zhang Mo clearly, Lu Longhu next to him is as dazzling as a light bulb in the dark. Apart from Lu Longhu, who has such a terrifying figure in Tianjin City?

And this is not the point. The fact that Lu Longhu was subdued by the demon war god has spread throughout the entire Jincheng, and almost everyone knows it. Since Lu Longhu followed Zhang Mo, Zhang Mo's identity was about to emerge. They couldn't believe that the young man in front of him was actually the demon war god famous in Jincheng.

"Hello...please come in." The woman in a big red cheongsam looked at Zhang Mo and said a little nervously.

Zhang Mo immediately handed out the invitation in his hand.

"My Demon God of War... Just go in." The cheongsam woman said repeatedly, but she did not dare to accept the invitation. She also recognized Zhang Mo through Lu Longhu. She had never seen Zhang Mo before, but she had heard countless rumors about the Demon God of War. She killed Wei Yue in anger and killed Thirteenth Master at will...

As the saying goes, people are terrifying. In her eyes, the Demon War God is a moody and cruel and murderous person, so this woman dare not approach Zhang Mo at all.

Zhang Mo had to smile faintly, without explaining it. This could not have any negative emotions on his mood. He threw the invitation into the trash can beside him. Zhang Mo took Lu Longhu into the hotel. At this time, everyone outside the door breathed a long sigh. No one dared to breathe loudly when Zhang Mo was there before, for fear of angering the killing god.

After entering the lobby on the floor of the banquet, Zhang Mo glanced at it. There were many people gathered in the hall at this moment, including many people he knew, such as Han Qianhua, who was smiling and chatting with others, Luo Cheng standing beside him, who was chatting with a gorgeous woman; and Magneto Li Jie, who was talking to soldiers such as Commander Feng; and Shura Sun Ning, who was wearing a purple dress and stockings, was savoring her slender legs with her bare hands.

After Zhang Mo came in, it undoubtedly attracted the attention of everyone in the hall. Whether he knew him or those who saw his identity through Lu Longhu on the side, the people who looked at him, the person who had emerged from nowhere, could not help but whisper. After all, he was too popular.

"Mr. Zhang, long time no see." Magneto Li Jie walked over with a smile.

Zhang Mo also smiled and said hello.

Han Qianhua, who was far away, did not come over to see Li Jie here, but just raised his glass to say hello to Zhang Mo. Zhang Mo didn't care and responded with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang, I'll take you to meet some people. They all want to make friends with you very much." Li Jie said with a smile.

Zhang Moze shook his head and declined, "Forget it, I'll just go around, you guys talk."

Seeing this, Li Jie didn't force it, nodded and smiled, "Okay, then I'll leave for a while."

"Yeah, OK."

Li Jie left, and Zhang Mo didn't know where to go. He thought about it. Since he didn't know the people here and didn't plan to know them, he should avoid the crowd. Anyway, he was about to leave here. It doesn't matter whether the so-called senior figures recognize them or not. His purpose was just to meet the Black-robed Martial King.

Then he glanced at the entire banquet and his eyes lit up. He took Lu Longhu straight into the place where exquisite snacks were placed. A large number of exquisitely shaped cakes, breads, puddings and other snacks were covered with long tables. It made people deeply doubt that this was really a serious lack of supplies?

The food shortage crisis brought about by the end of the world seems to have no effect on this place. In the slums, ordinary people can only receive porridge once every two days. In addition to porridge steamed buns, ordinary evolvers only have half a pound of pork and a rotten cabbage every month, but a lot of manual labor is spent here. The pastries and food made from a large amount of food raw materials are covered with several long tables. The food and snacks that countless ordinary people snatch are placed here, but there are not many so-called upper-level people who taste it. These upper-level people are busy making friends with each other and promoting relationships...

This made Zhang Mo feel the sadness of a little person. Even in such a cruel end of the world, there is still a group of people who are lofty and enjoying exquisite snacks, treasured red wine and beautiful women. This is always the case in this world.

"Longhu, you're almost dying of poverty. Today I'll bring you out to give you enough food, let's eat it." Zhang Mo said carelessly, and he grabbed a piece of pastry and threw it into his mouth. I have to say that the pastry tastes really good.

"Yes, boss."

Lu Longhu could not help it anymore. After receiving Zhang Mo's instructions, he didn't care about people's gazes and stuffed all the pastries on the plate into his mouth as big as a washbasin, swallowing them all, making people around him scattered.

Zhang Mo glanced casually and saw Sun Ning walking towards this side through countless crowds.

"Mr. Zhang is really kind." Sun Ning smiled, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes, and raised the wine glass in her hand to Zhang Mo: "Give me a face and have a drink."

Zhang Mo did not refute the woman's face. He picked up the red wine glass placed on the side and took a sip. Looking at Sun Ning with a curvy curve in front of him, he did not ask for a chat. Although he was not afraid of Sun Ning's so-called name for the Jade-faced Shura, he knew that this woman belonged to the special mobile unit. He also heard Chen Ming say that the black-robed Wu King was the direct commander of the special mobile unit, so he felt that it would be better to stay away from this woman.

Sun Ningjiao smiled and was about to say something else, but the audience suddenly became quiet. Zhang Mo couldn't help but look around. At the entrance, a tall figure who could not even see his face and was covered in a black robe slowly stepped into the hall.

And this person's identity is about to emerge, the Black-robed Martial King!

ps: Sorry, there is only one update today, so we won’t give more excuses. Tomorrow, the third update will be made up for the next two days. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!