Chapter 483: One million taels per person

Jun Wuce is only one person, while Jun Xingke can secretly mobilize the thousands of troops behind the Jun family. Such a big gap is the so-called fair competition for the old patriarch

With such a big advantage, Jun Xingke will naturally not miss such a good opportunity. He will take this opportunity to encircle and kill Jun Wuce, and he must let him die outside.

This is the reason why Jun Wuce massacred the Jun family more than ten years ago.

The elders who were tied up took the initiative to speak out the location of the treasure house they controlled.

Jun Wuce asked the others to write it down and handed it to Ling Fengxun.

Then, Ling Fengxun stuffed it into An Yunxi's arms.

An Yunxi touched the stack of notes with the location of the treasure house, and felt safe and secure.

Jun Wuce lowered his eyes to look at the elders, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked a sixty-year-old elder who was kneeling beside the elder. This kick made the unknown elder fly backwards and hit the table next to him, breaking the solid wood table into pieces. At

such an old age, even a martial artist couldn't stand this. His internal organs were broken, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He tilted his head and fell to the ground.

Dead When

everyone saw this scene, they all widened their eyes and took a breath of cold air.

This is the second elder of the Jun family who died at the hands of Jun Wuce today.

Elder Nian's eyes were about to burst, and his voice was trembling.

"Third Master, didn't Elder Gu already hand over the location of the treasure house as you requested?"

Jun Wuce raised the corner of his lips, revealing a sneer.

"I said that I want you to hand over everything and not keep anything secret, but Elder Gu just won't listen to me. What can I do?"

Elder Nian's eyes were about to pop out of his eye sockets.

Why did he feel wronged after hearing this?

"Third Master, you are really too..."

Jun Wuce didn't take it seriously, and looked at Elder Nian as if he was looking at an ant.

Among so many elders who knelt down, only Elder Nian dared to say a few words in such a scene, which shows how courageous he is.

He is indeed a good friend of Elder Heqi.

"I know how much stuff all of you have in your hands. Is it possible to hide it from me?"

Jun Xingtian said in surprise: "Third brother, even I don't know these things, how can you..."

Jun Wuce raised his eyes, his eyes were as calm as before.

Jun Xingtian in front of him was just a chess piece to him, nothing more.

If Jun Xingtian had not participated in those things in the past and had been obedient in these years, he would have died long ago.

Jun Wuce stood with his hands behind his back, tall and slender, and his slender figure in white clothes was so lazy and careless, but he seemed to be in control of everything, and the whole Jun family was between his five fingers.

"Second brother, I didn't just lie down and sleep for the past ten years. There was nothing that could be hidden from my eyes, from top to bottom, inside and outside the Jun family."

Jun Xingtian was stunned, and even his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and he swallowed his saliva.

How could this be possible?

He had never seen Jun Wuce leave his yard. Although he didn't see many people, he always arranged people to watch there. If he went out, he would not be able to escape him, whether it was day or night.

It seemed that the other party saw through him at a glance.

Jun Xingtian only heard Jun Wuce say: "The eyesight of those people you arranged is not very good. Sometimes even if I leave in front of them, they can't see it."

Jun Xingtian: ""

Is it really like this?

Or maybe it was because Jun Wuce's martial arts were so powerful that the people he arranged to go there could not find him at all.

Or maybe all the spies he arranged had betrayed him a long time ago?

No matter which result it was, Jun Xingtian clearly understood that he, including so many people in the Jun family, might not be a match for Jun Wuce alone.

Even the old patriarch was pissed off by him, let alone others. The other people in

the Jun family were all speechless. They felt very aggrieved to be slaughtered.

In particular, the thought of the interests of their own family being taken away by others was even more uncomfortable than killing them

. No, it was still more uncomfortable to be killed.

Seeing that the Jun family members all lowered their heads, Jun Wuce continued to make the next arrangement.

"In addition to the treasures accumulated by the Jun family for hundreds of years, the elders should also have a lot of good things in their hands. I am not a sinner and cannot cut off the elders' livelihood. Let's put it this way. Each elder must collect one million taels of silver within a month and send it to me as a wedding gift for my disciple."

Nineteen elders, no, it's seventeen now.

Because Elder Qi and the other corpse are almost frozen.

One million taels per person

Even for people from a secluded family, it is a considerable amount.

Silver is not blown by the wind. The monthly salary of an ordinary maid or guard is only two taels of silver, which is less than thirty taels a year. This one million taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family to live on for a lifetime.

Asking them to take it out all at once, or without being able to use the family treasury, would be like sucking the blood out of these elders.

Finally, someone's scalp tingled and they panicked.

The treasury could be taken away, but after all, without the consent of the head of the family, they were only responsible for guarding it and had no way to take out the things inside. However, this one million taels was their hard-earned money!

If they handed it over, how would these families survive and make a living?

There were many members of the Jun family. Although there were less than twenty elders, the family branches below were countless, as many as thousands of people. Giving all the money to Jun Wuce would really kill them.

The face of the leading elder twitched and he knelt directly.

"Third Master, I really can't take out so much silver. Can you give me less?"

Jun Wuce glanced at the old man who was speaking, suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smiled, took a step forward and took the initiative to help the man up.

His voice was calm and gentle, but his words were merciless.

"You are too polite, Elder Zhong. You are the oldest elder in the family and the elder of Jun Wuce. How could Wuce force you?"

The old man stood up with trembling shoulders.

His lips were dry and cracked, and he was a little panicked when he looked at Jun Wuce in front of him.

He knew that Jun Wuce would not kill him easily, because many years ago, the Jun family still had more than forty elders, and those who are still alive today are all those who did not participate in the competition for the head of the family.

Anyone involved in that incident has died one after another in these years.