Black mist surged in the back garden of Samurai Xun's mansion in Yongxingfang, Chang'an. Dozens of pale and trembling living people were surrounded by a group of ferocious-looking black-armored ghost soldiers, looking at them with frightened and pleading eyes.

Standing outside the crowd was an old man with a stooped body.

"And him, Wu Shun..."

As the old man stretched out his trembling fingers toward the center of the crowd, the black-armored ghost soldiers around him rushed in with ferocious smiles and grabbed a man in his thirties from inside.

"Alang, I'm wrong!"

The man's face turned pale, and he shouted in horror to the warrior Yu standing aside.

"Please give me one more time..."

puff!

Before he could finish his words, a steel hook shrouded in black mist was inserted directly into the back of his heart, solidifying his unfinished words in his throat.

There was just a sound of chains, and the somewhat transparent man's soul was hooked out of the body by the ghost soldier. Then the ghost soldier holding the steel hook flicked his wrist, and the chain connected to the steel hook went around in a circle, and he was

Tied up, dragged aside, and thrown together with the other chained souls.

Although they have seen this scene more than twenty times, the remaining living people in the venue still couldn't help but shudder.

"Qiqi Alang..."

After this man was also caught, the old man turned around and bowed his hands to the warrior Yu.

"Everyone in the house who is disrespectful to the eldest lady has been arrested!"

"How can this be!"

Warrior Xun's eyes were like hawks, scanning over the bodies of the people present, with uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

Master Qingwei has already told him...

Because the eldest lady of the Yang family had a benevolent relationship with him, the other party collected his soul and nourished it immediately after his death, intending to give him a good god status to repay his kindness.

Therefore, even if he died, his warrior Yun should be as famous as Fu Yi or Zhang Daoyuan. However, because of the gangsters present who bullied the eldest lady of the Yang family, his status was directly changed from being comparable to Zhang Daoyuan to being a loser.

Men Xingjun!

damn it!

Even if I were an ordinary city emperor, I would have a separate temple to worship him, but this thing about Sangmen Xingjun... is there a separate temple in the world to worship this god?

When he thought that he might have to be a miserable pawn for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years to come, the warrior Yu couldn't help but feel angry in his heart!

Everything is because of these damn bastards!

"Lao Zhong, the Yang family's wife has been abused so much, are there only a few people doing it?"

The warrior's face was as cold as frost, and his tone was so cold that ice particles seemed to fall from every line.

"Don't have any worries. Speak boldly. If anyone dares to retaliate against you in the future, I will still come up and take him away..."

After hearing what Samurai Xun said, his brother Samurai Rang, his two nephews Wu Weiliang and Wu Huaiyun, and his two sons Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang all trembled.

"Since Lord Sanlang came, all the servants in this mansion have indeed had other thoughts, but...it's not the old slave who excuses them. In fact, the remaining people can't enter the inner courtyard easily, even if they want to attack

If you are disrespectful, I’m afraid you won’t have this chance.”

The old housekeeper Wu Zhong apologized with his hands and said tremblingly.

"Besides, the old slave has lived such a long life. He has already lived enough, and he is not afraid of any revenge! Before, I just didn't know what it was like after death, so I never dared to follow Alang underground. Now that the old slave knows that Alang is dead,

If you are still prominent in the future, then you should die and continue to follow you!"

"Lao Zhong, forget it..."

After hearing the old housekeeper's words, although the warrior Yu felt a burst of relief in his heart, his face still looked indifferent.

"If you also come down, I am worried that the eldest lady of the Yang family will be abused again. You'd better live well for two more years and take good care of the eldest lady for so-and-so!"

"yes!"

After hearing what Samurai Xun said, although the old housekeeper Wu Zhong felt disappointed for a while, he still clasped his fists and agreed.

"I will obey your orders!"

"And you..."

Warrior Xun's stern eyes swept over the remaining servants and maids present.

"Originally, according to my wishes, I planned to take all of you 'loyal servants' away, but since Lao Zhong pleads for you, I will let you go temporarily. If you dare to be disrespectful to the eldest lady again in the future,

Don’t blame someone for coming and taking you away again.”

After hearing these words, the remaining servants and maids who were still alive at the scene suddenly felt as if they had been granted amnesty. Their legs went weak one by one, and they fell to their knees, kowtowing desperately in the direction of the warrior Yun.

.

"Thank you Alang, I will never dare to be disrespectful to the eldest lady again!"

After finishing dealing with his servants, Samurai Yu turned around again and looked at his third brother and two nephews with a stern face.

"Third brother, you plan to embezzle X's family property, and your son openly has evil intentions towards X's wife. How do you think X should deal with you?"

"this……"

After watching his dead brother kill more than thirty people with his own eyes, Samurai Rang was completely panicked. He raised his head and looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Silang, brother now knows what he did was wrong! Brother, I will take Weiliang and Huaiyun back to Bingzhou tomorrow. We will no longer care about your family's affairs. What do you think?"

After hearing what Samurai Rang said, Samurai Tong smiled coldly, and the muscles on his face were a little distorted.

Let you go back to your hometown... What a joke!

Your family is the main culprit who bullied the Yang family's wife, okay! If it weren't for you and your two beastly sons, would a certain family have become a god like Sangmen Xing?

I've been screwed so badly by you, and you actually want me to let you go!

After you came to Chang'an, did you think about letting someone go?

"How...not so good!"

The warrior Yu looked down at his brother and nephew and said softly.

"Brother, haven't you always said that when a certain family gets rich, they don't know how to take care of their relatives? Well, looking at my two nephews, they are definitely not a thing in the pool. And now, my brother, I am also considered to be prosperous.

Let me take care of my two nephews!"

Although Samurai Tsun's words were very soft, they were like thunder in the ears of Samurai Rang and his two sons.

"No!"

Samurai Rang shouted, rushed out from the crowd, and hugged Samurai Yu's thigh.

"Brother, your two nephews are still young, please let them go! Brother, I beg you. If it doesn't work, why don't you take me away and keep your two nephews..."

"Sanlang..."

Samurai Yu bent down, bit by bit, he removed Samurai Jean's fingers from holding him, and still spoke softly.

"We are brothers. Is there anything you can do that I don't know about? You know nothing but eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. What do you think I want a loser like you to do?"

"Silang, Wei Liang and Huai Yun are just as useless as me. It's useless for you to take them away!"

Samurai Rang, who was pushed away by Samurai Yu, pointed at his two sons with a frightened expression and continued to plead.

"And the two of them are still young..."

"Not too young!"

Samurai Yu looked at his nephew with hatred in his eyes and said coldly.

"You dare to take ideas from your aunt..."

The next moment, Samurai Rang saw that the black-armored ghost soldiers around him had once again rushed into the crowd and captured the trembling Wu Weiliang and Wu Huaiyun.

At this time, the two guys who had evil intentions towards Yang Mudan finally panicked. They struggled desperately and shouted loudly.

"Aunt...Aunt, we know we were wrong! Aunt, please forgive us and spare our lives!"

Faced with the shouts of the two of them, Yang Mudan just glanced at them indifferently, and then started to walk around the yard with a serious look on her face.

"Where did Mr. Qing Xiao go?"

After seeing Yang Mudan's complete indifference, the two of them turned their attention to their father.

"Aye! Aye, please help us, we don't want to follow our fourth uncle..."

After hearing his son's cry, the warrior didn't know where he got the courage. He stood up bravely and rushed towards the two arresting ghost soldiers.

"Let go of my son!"

boom!

When Samurai Jean passed by the civil and military judge, the special agent raised his fist as big as a casserole with an expressionless face and punched Samurai Jean on the back of the head.

Plop!

Samurai Jean was knocked down by a punch, his body twitched on the ground, and then he fainted.

"ah……"
To be continued...