Mortals are killing people in human scripts, while gods are killing people in real scripts in parallel planes.
A day in the life of Yang Xiaohao, the second-generation god and top escort, starts with escorting a running knife.
Yang Jian: Parallel World No. 113, The father-son bureau, is in urgent need of escort and running knives, and the rewards are generous.
Yang Xiaohao: Received, coming soon! Who can I help in this round? What price?
Yang Jian: We are fighting each other on Temple Street in Causeway Bay. You are helping Black Bear, and opposite is Monkey.
Yang Xiaohao:? How can I help you?
Yang Jian: A Nine-turn Golden Pill, a Pure Gold Heaven-shaking Seal, several Life Extension Pills, Yuan Peiyuan Pills, etc., And 100 million in cash.
Yang Xiaohao: Got it! Is the Heaven-shaking Seal the same weight as the original?
Yang Jian: Those are mine. You are still young. You can spend these 5 million!
Yang Xiaohao: Black-hearted intermediary! I'm going to go to Sanqing to sue you!
Yang Jian: In the parallel plane, they cannot use power beyond the upper limit of the plane. What can you do if you are afraid?
Yang Hao: It's not like you don't know that Brother Monkey likes to flip the table the most.
Yang Jian: One Nine-turn Golden Pill, one Heaven-shaking Seal (pure gold imitation), several Life-Extension Pills, Peiyuan Pills, etc., 100 Million in cash.
Yang Hao: Got it! Is the Heaven-shaking Seal the same weight as the original?
Yang Jian: Those are mine. You are still young. You can spend these 5 million!
Yang Hao: Black-hearted intermediary! I'm going to go to Sanqing to sue you!
