Douluo Super Villain

Tang San couldn't help but be startled, wasn't his father just an ordinary blacksmith? Why did the other party seem to say that his father was a famous titled Douluo?

Perhaps his father was not as simple as he thought.

"Then do you know where my father is now?"

Tang San didn't care what secrets his father had, because no matter what secrets his father had, they were his father. Now he just wanted to know where his father was.

Six years, exactly six years.

He hasn't received news from his father in six years. Missing him is the second priority, and worry is the main point.

"died."

Yang Hongwei's two faint words made Tang San freeze, and time seemed to have stopped at that moment.

"You...what did you say?"

Tang San stared at Yang Hongwei and asked tremblingly, with a hint of hope in his eyes, as if he hoped Yang Hongwei could tell him that what he just said was a joke.

Yang Hongwei said disapprovingly: "He's dead, and he died miserably."

"The whole person was trampled to pieces. Bones, flesh and blood, and brain fragments were everywhere. In the end, there was not even a person to collect his body."

"It is said that his body was taken and fed to dogs."

Tang Hao's body was fed to dogs. This was of course made up by Yang Hongwei. Tang Hao was also a titled Douluo after all, so Wuhun Palace was not that disgusting.

A little bit of the dignity that belongs to a titled Douluo should be given.

Not only did Wuhun Palace not feed Tang Hao's body to the dogs, they even arranged for him to be buried, giving him enough dignity after his death.

Tang San staggered, muttering to himself with dull eyes: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, dad... how could dad die?"

Tang San looked at Yang Hongwei suddenly: "You must be lying to me, you are lying to me, right?"

Yang Hongwei rolled his eyes at him: "What's the benefit of me lying to you? Just grab any soul master and ask, who doesn't know that Tang Hao is dead?"

"No way, this is absolutely impossible."

The last hope was shattered, Tang San collapsed completely, tears couldn't stop flowing down, and it was obvious that he couldn't accept this fact in his words.

The movement on their side also attracted the attention of many passers-by.

However, everyone did not know what happened. They just stopped and watched, wanting to see what happened, and vividly played the role of the melon-eaters.

"Tsk tsk..."

Yang Hongwei lamented: "This is Haotian Douluo's son? It really disappoints me. Your father's face has been completely embarrassed by you."

"Hiss...he is actually the son of Haotian Douluo."

"Holy shit, Tang Hao actually has a son."

"Now there's something good to watch."

"If the Wuhun Palace knew that Tang Hao had a son, they wouldn't let him go, right?"

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After learning Tang San's identity, people around him talked a lot, with emotion, ridicule, and expectations.

Amidst the numerous discussions, Tang San gradually came to his senses and captured some key information. His father was actually a Titled Douluo.

It was hard to imagine that the blacksmith who couldn't even take care of himself was actually a titled Douluo.

This... is simply unbelievable.

Also, from what they said, it seemed that Wuhundian was the one who killed dad.

"Martial Spirit Hall...Martial Spirit Hall..."

Tang San gritted his teeth and squeezed out each word from between his teeth, his eyes full of hatred and murderous intent, but as he shouted, his voice gradually weakened.

Wuhun Palace, as the strongest force in the mainland, he...

At this moment, Tang San felt a deep sense of powerlessness, even stronger than the feeling of powerlessness when Xiao Wu disappeared. After all, that was the Spirit Hall.

Although he didn't know how powerful Wuhun Palace was, it was definitely beyond his imagination.

Does he really have any hope of avenging this revenge?

Yang Hongwei saw the change in Tang San's expression. He was quite satisfied at first, but when he saw the hatred and killing intent gradually dissipating in Tang San's eyes, he was suddenly a little confused.

His father was killed, could the hatred in his heart subside so quickly?

Do you want to be so filial?

If Tang Hao found out, he would probably be so angry that he would jump out of the grave, right?

"who are you?"

Temporarily suppressing the hatred in his heart, Tang San's eyes towards Yang Hongwei and the others gradually became unkind, and he had already realized it.

These guys have bad intentions.

The purpose of why they came to me inexplicably and talked like this was to expose their identities and force Wuhun Palace to come and cause trouble for them.

Or, to anger yourself, take the initiative to go to Wuhun Hall to die.

Seeing this, Yang Hongwei smiled. This guy seemed to have realized the problem and reacted very quickly.

Yes, Yang Hongwei just wanted to expose his identity.

Since the captain said that he and the others are no match for him, he should find a few people who are his rivals to deal with him. No matter how awesome he is, he is just a little brat.

Yang Hongwei didn't believe it, even the Wuhun Palace couldn't deal with him.

In fact, he could have done it more secretly, such as secretly informing Wuhun Palace of Tang San's identity, but he did not do so.

They came here to vent their anger today, how could they vent their anger when they were hiding in the dark?

As for holding a grudge...it doesn't matter.

Not to mention that Tang Hao died and the Haotian Sect could not escape from the world. Even if the Haotian Sect was born now, they would not be afraid of the Jidao Sect. The Haotian Sect did not have the guts to offend the Jidao Sect because of a junior.

Genocide Douluo Dugu Bo is no joke.

In a matter of minutes, you will be left with only Titled Douluo, and Titled Douluo are generally older and have lost their fertility, so there is nothing wrong with calling them extermination.

"Want to know who we are? You can get through this hurdle first." Yang Hongwei pointed behind Tang San.

Tang San turned around and looked around, only to see a dozen middle-aged soul masters coming quickly from a distance. From their clothes, it was easy to tell that they were from the Spirit Hall.

Turn around sharply.

But they saw that Yang Hongwei and Niu Long had already retreated more than ten meters away, giving Tang San no chance to suddenly burst out and hurt anyone.

There may be a chance of using a hidden weapon, but the chance is small and it can be easily avoided. Moreover, his current trouble does not come from Yang Hongwei and the others, so he cannot waste hidden weapons.

Without any time to think, Tang San turned around and ran away.

"Want to leave? Stay."

Seeing that Tang San still wanted to escape, the leader of the Wuhun Palace shouted angrily, and seven soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and black suddenly rose into the sky.

The other party was a seven-ringed soul saint.

I saw the martial spirit spear in his hand flicking out, suddenly shooting out in the direction Tang San wanted to escape, forcing Tang San to change his direction.

But just after such a delay, the Soul Saint of Wuhun Palace had already led his people to surround him.

"Are you Tang Hao's son?"

Soul Saint looked Tang San up and down, with a bit of excitement in his eyes. He really didn't expect that just being on duty could be worth such a fortune.

This is Tang Hao's son.