Zhu family mansion.
Zhu Min was staring at the news on his mobile phone with a frown on his face.
"A report: Recently, the city of Taijing has been attacked arbitrarily by a group of masked terrorists. Currently, the Taijing Metropolitan Police Department has dispatched police forces to maintain public order..."
Then, the scene switched to the scene of the attack on Taijing City.
The bustling city was filled with chaos and blood. Countless cars were running rampant on the streets and roadside buildings were collapsing one after another.
Countless people fell in a pool of blood, and pedestrians on the street ran around in panic like headless flies.
A man wearing a tiger mask approached the camera and scratched his head in confusion.
Then he chopped it down with an axe, and the phone went completely dark.
"Is this kid a robber or a bandit? He really knows how to mess around."
He held a half-burned cigarette between his hands, put it to his lips, took a puff, and flicked the long ash into the ashtray.
"Well...Xiao Mo's actions can almost force the Red Sun people from Yan Country back."
The man sitting across from me, with long hair covering his entire left eye, held the hot teacup in both hands to warm them, and continued with a faint smile: "I would do the same if I were him."
"Oh, Zhu Yu, oh Zhu Yu. You are the one that I love the most, and my three sons are also close to you. Do you want to help me?"
He poured steaming hot tea into his own cup and pushed it to Zhu Yu.
Zhu Yu put down the teacup in his hand and picked up the teacup that Zhu Min pushed to him with both hands: "Third brother wants me to go to Hongri to help Xiao Mo?"
"No, I want you to kill the president of Qiankun Society. This battle should be over. I don't want to see my children risk their lives and continue to fight the Red Sun people."
Zhu Yu showed a trace of difficulty on his face, and smiled bitterly: "This may be a bit difficult. That old man is not so easy to approach. Why didn't Third Brother send the Jingwei Group?"
"Alas, you are the one that my brother trusts the most. I can only feel at ease if you go."
"Got it..." Zhu Yu had no choice but to agree and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.
"I heard... Father's health hasn't been good recently?"
With his head lowered, Zhu Yu asked casually.
However, Zhu Min did not respond to him. When Zhu Yu slowly raised his eyes, he saw his brother looking at him coldly.
...
The Zhu Family Ancestral Hall was heavily guarded inside and outside.
Zhu Shang, the old man of the Zhu family, would come to this place every now and then.
The nearby roads were also blocked by iron fences to prevent any unauthorized persons from entering.
No one knows what secrets are hidden in this ancestral hall that Zhu Shang would guard it so well.
The main purpose of the Hongri people's trip was this ancestral hall.
Gong Zhengyue personally led the team to the door, extremely excited.
"Yoshi~ Ancestors of the Qi League, come on! Get rid of those guards in front of the door." Pointing at the group of special forces in front of the ancestral hall who were armed to the teeth and using the most advanced weapons in the world today.
No matter how powerful the people of Qimeng are, they will be scared when they meet these guys.
Although ordinary weapons cannot cause any harm to their bodies, the special forces in front of them are different. It is difficult for them not to die after being fired at by a volley of weapons in their hands.
But now this Red Sun man actually let the people from the Qi Alliance go first. Isn't it obvious that he is treating them as cannon fodder?
"Baga! Hurry up, we don't have much time. By the time they come to support us, no one will survive!"
Gong Zhengyue said with disgust, and in his heart he looked down upon the people of Qimeng.
"knew..."
The people of the Qi League did not dare to offend Gong Zhengyue, and the leader of the league had already issued an order to obey him unconditionally.
I had no choice but to rush forward.
Hearing the bursts of gunfire coming from outside the door, Zhu Shang, who was lying on the old man's chair, opened his hazy eyes.
Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he looked outside with a distracted look: "The Japanese are attacking?"
He stretched out his skinny fingers to the reading glasses on the tea table beside him and put them on, then stood up with difficulty and walked out.
Gong Zhengyue and a group of Red Sun people had already rushed in. When he saw Zhu Shang, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Hehe... Old man, do you want to show me the way?"
"lead the way?"
"Cough cough..." Zhu Shang covered his mouth and coughed continuously, his face turning red.
"Hey, you bunch of lost kids. You can't just wander around anywhere, you know? Now that you're here, just stay here today."
Gong Zhengyue sneered: "You are kidding, old man. Unless you lead me to find the Tomb of Ten Thousand Skulls, I will kill you today."
"You little devil are full of nonsense. The Tomb of Ten Thousand Skulls is just a fiction and you actually believe it? So you Red Suns have poor brains..."
"Well, the old man will practice with you today."
Zhu Shang took a deep breath, and suddenly his sickly state changed, with a terrifying murderous aura emanating from his whole body.
The people behind Gong Zhengyue looked at each other in shock.
"It seems you still have some skills. Don't be afraid, get ready for the fight!"
He was the first to draw his samurai sword, his eyes radiating bloodthirsty light.
"Humph, little guy. Your Gong Hui also broke in before, and I beat that old man Gong Guita so hard that he fled..."
Click, click.
Zhu Shang rubbed his hands together, causing his cervical vertebrae to creak, and then turned his old waist.
"It's only been a few decades, and your fate will be the same as his...ah..."
His face instantly turned the color of liver, Zhu Shang bit his lip and widened his eyes: "It's over, my waist is sprained."
"Tsk, this old man is really interesting. Do you think I'm going to make trouble with you here?"
Gong Zhengyue slashed at Zhu Shang, who was holding his waist and groaning in pain, and said, "Go to hell, old man!"
"How dare you, little thief, wield a sword and hurt others here? Let me show you how I will deal with you!"
A majestic roar was heard in the sky, followed by a flash of white light.
A figure descended from mid-air.
An old Taoist priest wearing a yellow Taoist robe and having a long white beard stood in front of Gong Zhengyue with his hands behind his back.
Gong Zhengyue immediately put away his sword and took a few steps back.
It was not for any other reason, but because he felt an extremely strong aura in the sky above him. If he had not dodged just now, he would have been killed instantly by the old Taoist priest.
"You old Taoist priest are lucky you arrived just in time. I failed at the critical moment..." Zhu Shang rubbed his old waist with a look of pain on his face.
The old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, looking down on everyone, and stroked his long beard with his hand: "Brother Zhu, you can take a rest. I have to deal with these guys myself."
"Your Excellency? I have no grudge against you. I hope you won't meddle in other people's business. This is a feud between our Red Sun Nation and the Zhu family."
This old Taoist is an absolute saint, which made Gong Zhengyue secretly curse in his heart what kind of place is Yan Country? How come saints are as worthless as cabbages and one can appear out of nowhere?
Saints are the most powerful fighting force and can only be possessed by powerful forces. There are not many of them in the entire Red Sun Country.
But this old Taoist priest who suddenly appeared out of nowhere is actually a saint?
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