Chapter 108: Evil careerist

Facing Li Ang's question, Old Tang was silent for a while before answering in a voice that couldn't hear emotions: "It's just a name, whatever you want."

"Then I'll call you Old Tang."

According to the current performance of this King of Bronze and Fire, he should still identify with the identity of Old Tang before, which means he won't be as hysterical as in the original work.

But that's also true, after all, Constantine hasn't had an accident yet.

Things are developing in a good direction, and Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He picked up the white bowl on the table, shook the blood that had lost its activity, and answered Old Tang's initial doubt: "As you can see, just to gain strength."

Hearing this, a fluctuation appeared on Old Tang's cold face, and then he spat out two words: "...Madman."

In his long Dragon King career, he had seen many hybrids who wanted to gain dragon power, but even so, Li Ang could be counted as the radical type among them.

After all, a hybrid with a normal brain would definitely not contact Dragon King blood directly like him.

The most critical thing is that he actually succeeded.

However, Old Tang didn't dwell on this matter too much, because he had a bigger doubt in his heart at the moment: "Where did you know my true identity?"

He had reviewed the memories of these years and could be sure that he didn't know the other party, and his Dragon King identity probably hadn't been exposed, otherwise he couldn't have lived so safely for so long.

Therefore, this made Old Tang a bit curious about where Li Ang learned his identity, and he even used a designated mission to lure him to Monterrey.

"Is this important?" Li Ang didn't answer directly, "This is not important."

"Shouldn't you be more curious about how you got out of the Bronze City?"

Norton and Constantine had both cocooned and hidden in the Bronze City, but now one had drifted to the United States, and one was still staying at the bottom of the deep water.

Li Ang didn't believe that there was no mastermind behind this.

At this time, Old Tang couldn't help but sneer: "It's nothing more than those 'brothers and sisters' of mine, who else could it be?"

Not being overwhelmed by anger, he was still very accurate in judging his own situation.