Qi Wei snorted coldly, sucked in his stomach, opened his mouth and blew air downwards.
The air he exhaled instantly blew away the dark purple stomach gas floating on the ground.
Then, his body floated up as light as a feather and landed on the ground.
A bronze bell appeared in his hand, and a arrogant smile appeared on his face: "Young Master, Master Zhu Qing asked me to give you a chance."
"It's not too late to surrender now. The young master still cares about you as his brother."
Zhu Mo's mouth curled up slightly, he raised his head slightly, his eyes were cold: "Thinking of me? Don't think I don't know that my elder brother told everyone that my father passed on the position of the head of the family to him."
At this point, Zhu Qing cannot be allowed to stay.
If he keeps him, even if he becomes the head of the family, he will have to endure too many rumors. As long as there is a glimmer of chance, Zhu Qing will not give up the idea of seizing the position of head of the family.
My father specifically told me that he would pass the position of head of the family to my eldest brother, as if he was plotting something.
Did he already expect Secretary Wang to turn against Zhu Qing?
Just to let their own children kill each other?
No!
Only in this way can the Zhu family be stable and Zhu Min achieve the ideal that he has pursued all his life.
Zhu Mo learned from his uncles and his late grandfather that Zhu Min's idea was to keep as much power as possible in the hands of a few people.
He believed that only in this way could the family be stable and long-lasting.
In order to achieve this goal, he did not hesitate to kill his brothers and sisters who shared the same blood with him.
"Oh~ Anyway, I have finished saying what I want to bring. Since the young master doesn't appreciate it, I will have no choice but to give your head to the young master."
Qi Wei said coldly and rang the bronze bell in his hand.
This time the bell sounded clearer and louder.
A huge hand emerged from the ground, covered in dirt and blood.
Soon, the owner of the hand crawled out of the ground completely. The nearly five-meter-tall figure made Xiao Zhao tremble with fear: "What the hell, what kind of monster is this?"
A zombie wearing blue armor and holding a long knife stood in front of him.
He brushed the dirt off his shoulders with his hands and moved his neck, which made a loud crackling sound.
He held the huge sword in his hand across his chest, his eyes through the helmet were full of bloodthirstiness.
"This guy is so big..."
Zhu Mo: “Have you tried it?”
"Uh...that's not what I meant. Young master, I don't think it's necessary to get entangled with this big guy. As long as we destroy the bronze bell in Qi Wei's hand, this zombie will be out of control." Xiao Zhao suggested.
"Yeah?"
Zhu Mo pointed to a dense forest behind and said, "But I think it's not necessary."
Xiao Zhao turned his head and looked back, then turned his head again with a puzzled look and whispered, "What do you mean?"
Although Xiao Zhao didn't notice anything, it doesn't mean Qi Wei didn't either.
His perception ability was also outstanding, and the smile on his rough face suddenly disappeared, turning solemn.
The giant zombie suddenly tilted its head to the right, and the metal collision sound of armor rubbing against each other was crisp.
He easily picked up the huge sword with his backhand and held it vertically in front of his head.
An even crisper sound of metal collision was heard, and Han Ningchu, wearing a motorcycle helmet, appeared. Her fatal blow to his head was predicted by the zombies in advance and was easily taken.
Two streams of hot air spurted out from the gaps on the mouth of his blue helmet.
He tilted his head provocatively towards Han Ningchu, and suddenly burst out with great strength, and the long knife in his hand shattered the thin knife in Han Ningchu's hand.
And he chopped straight at Han Ningchu's thin body.
The long knife cut through the air with a sharp murderous intent, and it seemed that the hot woman would be chopped in half by the zombies in the next second.
Xiao Zhao stared at Han Ningchu in amazement and exclaimed: "It's over, she was too impulsive. She will definitely die..."
Although the long sword hit Han Ningchu, it was not cut off as Xiao Zhao expected.
The zombie was also stunned and increased the strength in his hands, but still couldn't hurt Han Ningchu at all.
Han Ningchu turned over and jumped, hooked his five fingers into the narrow gap at the mouth of the zombie's helmet, and pulled it down hard.
The zombie lost its balance and was pulled down by Han Ningchu and lifted above his head. It drew a graceful semicircle in the air and fell heavily to the ground, causing dust to fly everywhere.
There was a loud bang, and the sky and the earth shook.
The zombie, as big as a hill, was knocked to the ground by Han Ningchu with one hand.
Xiao Zhao opened his mouth so wide that he could probably swallow Zhu Mo's head. His eyes were filled with disbelief: "Is this... is this the kind of strength a human can have?"
The zombie was hit so hard that a crack appeared on his helmet, and several pieces of metal were scattered around.
A trace of anger flashed across the eyes in the helmet, and he was about to stand up with his hands on the ground to continue fighting with Han Ningchu.
But Han Ningchu would never give him a chance. Before he could raise his body, Han Ningchu turned around and punched him in the face.
This punch finally smashed his blue helmet into pieces that flew in the air. The zombie face under the helmet was bloody and the whole face was twisted together.
Qi Wei looked at the zombies he summoned being dealt with so easily by Han Ningchu, his face looked grim, and a frightening light flashed in his eyes: "Master Han... it's meaningless for you to do this."
"Zhu Mo~"
After dealing with the zombies, Han Ningchu immediately turned around and ran towards Zhu Mo, hugged him and checked him from head to toe to see if he had any injuries.
Zhu Mo knocked on her helmet in dissatisfaction: "You are so disobedient."
Han Ningchu's silly laughter came from the helmet, making Zhu Mo laugh uncontrollably.
"Ahem... I don't want to spoil your fun, but right now we still have to deal with that guy Qi Wei as soon as possible."
"The bronze bell is still in his hand. If we don't deal with the bell zombies, there will be more and more of them." Xiao Zhao frowned and looked around at another batch of zombies summoned by Qi Weiqing's bronze bell.
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