After a while of a draw, Pojun stopped.

Liu Jiancong's clothes were covered with blood, so Po Jun was afraid that he would faint from attacking too much, so he kept his hand.

"What do you want?" After being beaten like this, Liu Jiancong finally surrendered.

"Didn't you ask me to apologize to you? I'm here, it depends on whether you can bear it?"

"You are Xia Yueyue's father?" Liu Jian came over cleverly and sneered: "What kind of big shot am I considering? It turns out that he is the son-in-law of the Xia family. If you can't kill me today, just wait for revenge!"

"Yo, don't agree?"

Yan Jingwei sneered: "I'll give you a chance, call, and call your biggest backer!"

After Liu Jiancong finished calling, he looked at Yan Jingwei and the other two with a cruel look on his face: "When my master arrives, it will be your doomsday!"

Less than twenty minutes.

There were footsteps coming from the corridor outside, and at least hundreds of people came.

"I have to look at the owner when I beat a dog. I want to see who wants to touch me!"

An old, hoarse voice came over.

The owner of the voice is an old man who is about sixty years old and has poor legs and feet.

However, what is unexpected is that after this old man saw Yan Jingwei.

His hands and legs suddenly trembled, almost unable to stand firm. His face was filled with excitement: "Young Master, you... are back!"

Um?

Yan Jingwei looked at the old man and hesitated: "Are you...Ping Bo?"

"It's me, it's me!"

The old man held Yan Jingwei's hands tightly: "Young Master, you are finally out of prison! I'm waiting for you so hard!"

"Pingbo, your face?"

Yan Jingwei hesitated. The old man in front of him was the steward of the Yan family and the loyal subordinates around his father Yan Kaijiang.

However, his appearance completely changed and his voice changed.

Yan Jingwei also judged it based on his body shape.

"Young Master, it's a long story!"

It turned out that Yan Kaijiang had a premonition that year, and realized that the Yan family was about to encounter a crisis, so he transferred a huge sum of money abroad in advance. Later, the Yan family's business empire collapsed, and all the loyal ministers who followed Yan Kaijiang were liquidated.

Ping Bo was also disabled. Later, Ping Bo fled to a foreign country and underwent plastic surgery, changed his vocal cords, changed his name and surname. Two years later, he used the huge amount of money left by Yan Kaijiang in advance to return to Kunzhou City as a wealthy businessman in Indonesia to develop and establish the famous Chichang Group!

Sun Chichang is Ping Bo’s current name!

"Young Master, why did this dog slave provoke you?" Ping Bo stared at Liu Jiancong.

"He wants my daughter to be a child bride for his family! He also wants his wife to travel with her for a month!"

"What?"

Ping Bo was shocked and angry.

"Come on, beat this dog slave hard and beat him to death!"

Ping Bo never expected that the people under him would attack the young master's wife and daughter?

A group of people went up and started to beat Liu Jiancong. Liu Jiancong was beaten and screamed repeatedly. He never thought that his noble master actually called him Young Master when he saw the young man in front of him!

"Master, I was wrong. It was not my idea to beat the young lady and the young master. This was the Zhou family who asked me for this!" Liu Jiancong was beaten to death.

"I have to know that Xia Yueyue is the little master. I don't dare to give me such a great courage!"

The Zhou family?

"Stop!"

Yan Jingwei waved his hand and Liu Jiancong got a chance to breathe.

He crawled in front of Yan Jingwei with fear on his face, and kept kowtowing, and the floor was knocked loudly, and Liu Jiancong's forehead was broken.

"Young Master, please spare me. This is indeed what the Zhou family asked me to do. They promised that as long as I gave Xiaomao Xia Yueyue to them, I would give me 500 million. Moreover, they asked me to do the young lady to accompany me to travel. After they let me succeed, they would send the young lady and the young master to them together!" Liu Jiancong kowtowed while explaining desperately.

"Blame me, it's all my fault for being greedy. Master, please spare me!"

"I will never dare to do it again in the future. From now on, I will be a dog beside you, Young Master. I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

Liu Jiancong desperately expressed his loyalty. He knew that whether he could survive today depends on whether the young man in front of him could spare him.

"Zhou family?" Yan Jingwei sneered and looked at Ping Bo: "Ping Bo, the Zhou family also has a share when they attacked our Yan group back then?"

Ping Bo said in a deep voice: "There is a copy of the Zhou family, young master, I remember who participated in the incident back then!"

"interesting!"

Yan Jingwei squinted his eyes. The Zhou family didn't do it sooner or later. But it was only when he came back seven years later. Who was the mastermind behind the scenes was obviously about to come out.

"Young Master, it's all my fault!"

Ping Bo looked apologetic and his face was full of regret: "I am afraid that I will have too much contact with the young lady's family, which will arouse the suspicion of the Zhao family's eyeliner, and will harm their family, so they keep their distance."

"If I know that they dare to beat the wife and the little master, even if I try my best to save the young lady's family!"

Yan Jingwei comforted Ping Bo and said, "Ping Bo, it's not your fault. In the future, you won't have to be so careful anymore. Now, even the superior Zhao family can no longer move me."

Yan Jingwei's words surprised Ping Bo!

Looking at Po Jun and Tianxuan following Yan Jingwei, the two of them had a calm temperament, and the confidence and murderous aura that revealed in their eyes was definitely not something that ordinary people could have!

What does such people willingly follow the young master?

What has the young master experienced in the past seven years? How can he have such confidence!

However, if the young master doesn’t say anything, Ping Bo won’t ask too much. He just needs to do his part-time job well.

"Young master, how do you plan to punish him!" Ping Bo looked at Liu Jiancong who looked like a dead dog on the ground.

"It's not easy to raise a dog, he's just a single arm!"

Hearing Yan Jingwei's words, Liu Jiancong was not only not angry, but was overjoyed and kowtowed to Yan Jingwei again: "Thank you, young master, thank you for your spare time!"

Next, Yan Jingwei chatted with Ping Bo for a while. He asked Ping Bo to find all the loyal ministers who were persecuted by the Yan group back then. If you are willing to come back, you will come back. If you are unwilling to come back, you will give them a huge sum of money that will allow them to live the second half of their lives.

Later, Yan Jingwei took Po Jun and Tianxuan away.

On the way back.

Tianxuan received a call, and it was someone from the capital that came to the news.

"Young Master, the letter you asked me to send to the Zhao family has been delivered!"

"What are their reactions?" Yan Jingwei was looking forward to it.

"We have heard from our people that something happened to the Zhao family. The Zhao family may not care about your side for the time being."

Then Tianxuan explained that Zhao Chijiang's eldest son Zhao Wushuang had a car accident a month ago, and his spine was seriously injured and he was paralyzed. They invited top foreign surgical teams to come over, but they were helpless.

Finally, he asked the national doctor Xie Simiao. After the diagnosis of the national doctor Xie Simiao, he said that ordinary acupuncture cannot be cured unless he could find a master who could perform seven-inch needles. Although Mr. Xie Simiao was a national doctor, he could only perform six-inch needles!

And only the descendants of the Kunlun lineage can do the best in the world.

The Zhao family has sent people to Kunlun to invite a miracle doctor from the Kunlun lineage.

Yan Jingwei laughed after hearing this. The old man living deep in the Kunlun Mountains had long been gone. His two descendants, one traveled through the world, had long disappeared from the vast sea of ​​people, and the other was like a thousand-year-old ice, living with the old man in Kunlun Mountains.

The Kunlun Mountains are thousands of miles long, and the Zhao family can’t even find the old man wherever they live. How can I ask?

Yan Jingwei has been on the border of the Kunlun Mountains over the years and has become friends with the old man. He has also learned amazing medical skills from the other party. If you want to say that Yan Jingwei is an expert in this world who can use the seven-inch needle.

"Tianxuan, let me get out the news that I can use the seven-inch needle!"

Yan Jingwei is looking forward to the moment when the Zhao family comes to beg him!
Chapter completed!