"Qi Wei, I advise you to be honest." Zhu Yu glared at Qi Wei fiercely.
Although Qi Wei nodded repeatedly, he was still smiling, and it was obvious that he did not take Zhu Yu's words seriously.
Zhu Yu was helpless against Qi Wei, this unruly guy.
Even Zhu Min couldn't make this bloodthirsty pervert restrain himself, let alone himself.
The only person in this world who can make the ghost Taoist Qi Wei obedient is Zhu Qing.
"Where are the three young masters?"
While asking questions, Zhu Yu saw many familiar faces from the Han and Nanmen families and couldn't help but sneer, "It's really lively. I've taken note of everyone who is here today."
The Han family members did not show any weakness and continued to talk and laugh. No one was afraid of Zhu Yu's harsh words.
Just because the prosperous Han family is not afraid doesn’t mean Nanmen Hu is not afraid either.
With a look of embarrassment and helplessness on his face, he could only pray in his heart that Zhu Mo could successfully kill Zhu Qing.
If possible, kill Zhu Chi as well. Only in this way can the Zhu family be spared from future reckoning.
"Please, Zhu Mo! Kill Zhu Qing and Zhu Chi quickly!" Nanmen Hu said silently.
Zhu Yu glared at Nanmen Hu with one eye and said unhappily, "Master Nanmen, do you want me to give you a megaphone and ask you to repeat what you just said?"
"Ah? I don't dare."
Unexpectedly, Zhu Yu still heard what he was mumbling quietly. Embarrassed, Nanmen Hu quickly waved his hands and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I really didn't mean that..."
"Hmph, go in and find the three young masters." Zhu Yu ordered in a cold voice.
Before the Jingwei group could disperse, footsteps were heard outside the door.
"Where is Zhu Qing? Get out here!"
"Damn it, if Zhu Qing is killed, my son-in-law Zhu Chi will be the head of the family, hahahaha!"
"Oh, by the way, kill Zhu Mo as well... I want to see who dares to snatch my son-in-law's position as the head of the family!"
The people in the museum heard everything that was said outside the door clearly, and everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Only Zhu Yu turned back slowly with a grim face, shaking with anger.
The people in the Jingwei group were also scratching their heads, trying their best not to laugh.
Everyone present guessed the owner of the voice.
Who else but Wen Zhong, the head of the Wen family in Tianjing City, would be on Zhu Chi's side and call him son-in-law?
I just didn't expect that the usually gentle fat guy would actually swear sometimes.
Wen Zhong pushed the door open and walked into the Ruble Hall with a large group of experts from the Wen family in a menacing manner.
He never expected that as soon as he entered the room, he saw Zhu Yu staring at him with an unfriendly look, which scared him so much that his nearly 100 kilograms of fat began to tremble.
The white fat face immediately turned into the color of liver, and the fat lips trembled: "Fuck, Zhu Yu..."
"Um...isn't this Tianjing City?" Wen Zhong asked his subordinates with a dull look.
The subordinates beside him were all sweating for their master. They reacted and shouted, "Ah! I'm sorry, master. There seems to be something wrong with the navigation. This seems to be Wutai City..."
"Oh, Xiao Wang, I should scold you now. Why are you so careless? We were supposed to go home."
Wen Zhong waved his hands at everyone and laughed out loud: "Everyone, please forgive me for making a fool of myself. I will go home first."
He even made a drinking gesture to Zhu Yu, who looked unhappy, and said with a silly smile: "Come to Wen's house when you have time to have a drink together~"
Then he waved his hand and ran away from the Ruble Hall with his men.
"I'm so scared, why is Zhu Yu here?" Wen Zhong got in the car and took out several sheets of paper from the tissue box to wipe the sweat off his face.
The subordinate sitting in the co-pilot seat turned around with a bitter face and said, "Master, you said we have been preparing for so long and we are just going to withdraw like this? Master Zhu Chi is still in there..."
"Hey, don't worry. None of the three brothers will be in trouble when Zhu Yu comes."
Then he extended his index finger and smiled evilly:
"Just go ahead and be decisive. People who accomplish great things don't pay attention to small details. Just consider it a wasted trip. This is definitely not the perfect time."
Then he pinched his fleshy triple chin with his fingers and thought:
"Speaking of which, why did Zhu Yu come? The head of the Zhu family clearly told me that he would not interfere in the fight between the three brothers, and even asked me to take the initiative to help Zhu Chi..."
Wen Zhong, who couldn't figure it out, suddenly called the driver: "Stop!"
"What's wrong, Patriarch..."
The driver looked back at Wen Zhong speechlessly. He asked him to stop the car before he even stepped on the accelerator. Could it be that the head of the family was frightened by Zhu Yu?
Wen Zhong put his hands on the front seat, slapped the back seat and shouted, "No, something must have happened inside the Zhu family."
"I can't make this trip in vain. How can I give up so easily after planning for so long?"
"Drive the car to a secluded corner and stop it, then I'll make a sneak attack!" A ruthless look flashed in Wen Zhong's eyes.
The two people sitting in the front seat looked back at the moody head of the family with dark faces, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Master, didn't you just say..."
"Shut up. Details determine success or failure, you know? I believe this is definitely a great opportunity to kill Zhu Qing." Wen Zhong interrupted him with a cold voice.
The two of them were silent and had to do as they were told.
...
The room in the Ruble Pavilion was in a mess, and all the statues were smashed into pieces by Zhu Qing.
The underworld fire continued to burn everything in the room, and the temperature around it gradually rose.
Zhu Qing stared at Zhu Mo and Han Ningchu in front of him with eyes like poisonous snakes.
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he smiled excitedly: "I haven't felt so good in a long time."
Many years later, Zhu Qing finally faced Han Ningchu and was forced to defeat his inner demons.
He had to admit that Han Ningchu had an abnormal talent. Although he was so much younger than him, he had grown to the level where he could compete with him.
What surprised Zhu Qing even more was Zhu Mo. He really didn't know how this kid had become so strong now.
"It seems that I can only kill you if I try my best." Zhu Qingshen took a deep breath, and a terrifying aura burst out from his body. The whole room was filled with a depressing atmosphere.
The netherworld fire quickly covered his entire body, forming a black helmet on his head. The bronze skin under the fire gradually turned pure black.
Through the helmet, you can see two fanatical eyes emitting hellish fire.
The netherworld fire on his hands condensed into two huge scimitars, which were completely black and without any luster.
The surrounding air was visibly distorted by the netherworld fire emanating from Zhu Qing.
The scorching heat made Zhu Mo and Han Ningchu, who were standing far away, feel suffocated.
"Am I going to kill him next?" Han Ningchu gave Zhu Mo beside him a questioning look.
Zhu Mo nodded firmly, ready to kill his eldest brother.
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