"Yang Chen, you killed my son. It''s time to report this hatred!"


    The old man was full of hatred and gloomy words, which floated slowly over the mansion and did not dissipate for a long time. And this discourse contains a strong hatred for Yang Chen, as if he would like to take Yang Chen out of his skin and cramp his skin and bruise his bones and ashes!


    But.


    If Yang Chen was here at the moment, he would be deeply shocked, because he had never seen this man before? Not to mention when he killed his son and cut off the inheritance of his race?


    But.


    The hatred in this population is not false.


    It is not difficult to see that his hatred for Yang Chen is very strong!


    "Hum." Snorting out his breath in his nose, the hatred color on the ancient Lord''s face also gradually converged. On his face, the gentle smile reappeared.


    And before that look of hatred, it is quite different.


    But.


    Just as the old man raised his feet and was just about to leave the Wu mansion, there was a rush of footsteps behind him.


    "Old lord!" With the rapid sound, the old man turned his head to look at the past, and saw that Mr. Wu ran out of the mansion, panting.


    "Oh, Mr. Wu?" Looking at the other party full of sweat, the old man frowned, and his eyes showed a puzzled look: "Mr. Wu, what can I do for you? How can you run with sweat? "


    Mr. Wu took a sharp breath, and then reached the ear of the old man, and suddenly said a few words in a soft voice.


    But after Mr. Wu finished these words, the old man also raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes suddenly showed surprise and asked, "do you mean that Yang Chen of Li mansion wants to see you?"


    "Yes! My servant came to tell me just now. He said that he wanted to meet the person in charge of the underground boxing match and let me go to Li Fu to find him at noon tomorrow As he spoke, Mr. Wu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. His eyes also showed a look of fear. He said with some apprehension:


    "Mr. Gu, what can I do? It is said that even the emperor of Qingfeng empire can not control him, and even salute him! It is said that this man has a strong cultivation, covering the sky with one hand, and has a great reputation in southern Xinjiang and Zhongzhou. Many powerful people are in awe of him! "


    As Mr. Wu said this, he bit his teeth, and his fear became more intense in his eyes.


    Although he had some status in the Qingfeng Empire, he was only a businessman, which could not be compared with those powerful warriors.


    After all, in the eyes of the warrior, any businessman is just a mole ant. If he wants to kill, he will never have much difficulty!


    Mr. Wu had just wanted to use this opportunity to blackmail Li''s family for several money, and then quickly got away and pushed everything to the old man. But did not expect, this Yang Chen unexpectedly so quickly to come to the door? He even has some regrets in his heart now that he shouldn''t have been a thief ship of ancient Lord!


    "My Lord, this What can I do? " Mr. Wu was so worried that his head was sweating. His eyes even sparkled with tears. His face was red with anxiety.


    "Hum!" Looking at the other party''s impatient appearance, the old man''s nose hummed out the cold air, and his eyes also showed disdain. He said calmly, "well, look at your unpromising appearance! But just a little boy who scared you like this? What a shame you are


    Mr. Wu chuckled bitterly.


    It''s no wonder he''s not promising!


    Who doesn''t know the name of Yang Chen? This guy, but a name alone is enough to make the Qingfeng Empire shake three shake existence!


    "All right." However, when Mr. Wu was so anxious that he began to speak, he said slowly, "don''t worry. I''m still here? Don''t worry, I''ll be there for you


    The old man said, while raising his hand and patting the other side''s shoulder, comforting said.


    With this sentence, Mr. Wu''s mood was a little calmer. When he thought about it, he thought it was reasonable.


    After all, this guy is probably a strong man in wuzun realm!


    Even if Yang Chen is strong, he is only in his thirties, right? He didn''t believe that a boy in his thirties could be as powerful as an expert in wuzun realm?


    "Yes, Monsieur Gu," you said Thinking of this, Mr. Wu was also relieved and asked carefully, "well How can I go back to Yang Chen? "


    "Oh, I wanted to go to him, but he came to the door by himself? Well, it saves me a lot of effort The old man sneered and said, "go tell Yang Chen and promise to meet him. At noon tomorrow, you will have a big banquet in Qingfeng restaurant, waiting for his arrival! And invite him to sincerely discuss about the one hundred million yuan debt... "


    "Remember, the more sincere the better!"


    "Yes, I understand." An old man''s words, no less than a cloud to see the fog, lit up Mr. Wu''s heart melancholy. He nodded in a hurry. Then he turned back to Wu''s house and went to work.Until Mr. Wu left.


    Guda talent sneered and whispered to himself: "Yang Chen, Yang Chen, this is what you sent to the door by yourself, but don''t blame me for my ruthlessness! Ha ha ha


    At this point, the old man burst into a wild laugh, which made the whole Wu mansion buzzing and the sky shaking.


    As if, the old man before the depression in the heart, but also a lot of instant dissipated, the whole person is not happy.


    ……


    ……


    At the same time.


    Li Fu.


    In the chamber, the lights were dim.


    At the moment, there are several figures standing in the hall. These people are all the elders of the Li family and the senior officials in charge of the Li family.


    However, at the moment, these elders are silent, one by one with their heads down, as if they are facing some kind of panic. Even their bodies are shaking gently.


    Yang was sitting quietly in the middle of the group. His face was so gloomy that it seemed that he could drip water. Even in the air, is filled with a suffocating breath of depression.


    Yang Shan sat by his side, his face almost speechless.


    In front of Yang Chen, there are a group of people kneeling.


    All of them were 17-8-year-olds, and the oldest was not 20 years old. They knelt in a row, their heads bowed, and their faces were full of remorse and fear.


    A light glance at the group of teenagers, Yang Chen slowly opened his mouth: "how many of you, which is the grandson of the great elder, Li Lian?"


    "I I am. "


    The voice has just dropped.


    Kneeling in that group of teenagers, suddenly one raised his hand, trembling reply.


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