Tongzhou.

Bao Xintong, the son of Wuyuan's manager, was giving a lecture in the martial arts hall he opened when suddenly one by one broke in.

Cut it in half directly.

Baicheng.

Wu Yuan’s nephew was sitting in the new Rolls-Roz and heading to the provincial capital to attend the martial arts conference.

A war horse fell from the sky!

Step on the car directly!

The people in the car were crushed into pies.

...

For a moment, the martial arts world was like an earthquake!

Everyone was surprised to find that it seemed that the murdered warriors had an indescribable and unknown relationship with Wu Yuan!

This newly launched organization only brings disaster to the martial arts world!

No matter who it is, as long as he is associated with Wu Yuan, he can transform himself into a local person with the right to speak.

In just less than a month, the martial arts world was angry and resentful.

Now justice comes from heaven, and many warriors applaud behind their backs!

And those Wu Yuan relatives were really panicked.

Even if they were fools, they knew what had happened.

Wuzhen.

In a luxurious villa.

"Uncle, please think of a solution quickly! I am really scared! If I had known this, I wouldn't have gone out to make money in the name of Wu Yuan!"

A famous boy wearing a floral shirt and sunglasses sat on the sofa, speaking anxiously.

"Wu Yuan is holding a meeting to discuss. You can avoid the limelight first and keep a low profile! Believe us and believe in Wu Yuan, it will definitely be fine!"

The old man's voice came from the phone.

It sounds like the old man is also very anxious.

Although it is comforting the boy, it is more like comforting himself.

"Then you guys, as soon as possible, I stay in my newly bought villa, and my whereabouts are hidden. Even if those people want to look for them, they can't find them..."

Hurry!

The man hadn't finished speaking yet.

The phone in his hand fell to the ground.

"What's wrong? A San? A San!"

The old man became more anxious the more he shouted.

But soon, he heard the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through his body.

There are also heavy objects falling to the ground.

Inside the villa.

The general bent down and picked up the phone.

"This is just the beginning...You Wuyuan's nine clans and seven clans."

Click!

After saying that.

The phone was crushed.

...

Kunlun Mountain!

Leng Family!

Shaoliang sat on the chair with a gloomy face.

"Report, the latest news, Manager Feng's younger brother died in a bad life!"

"Report! The brother of the white manager was killed!"

"Report! Wish the nephew of the atrium to be killed!"

...

Wuyuan members keep coming and going, and whenever a name is reported, someone will faint.

"Leader! You can't do this anymore!"

thump!

Several managers knelt on the ground and begged hard.

"I don't want to be destroyed by the Nine Clans! Please beg the leader to be kind and give our family a way out!"

They knew very well that although some relatives were killed, they were not all.

If we continue to delay, we will not know how many people will die.

"Dignified Wu Yuan, do you really have to bow your head..." Shao Liang had anger on his face, and was unwilling to accept it!

"You are so stupid! If you learn from me and hide your wife and son in a hidden place, do you still need to worry? Wu Yuan cannot make a big deal, he is just dragged down by you!" A general in the atrium came out with disdain on his face: "I suggest that Luo Shuyan be executed immediately! Show Li Shier my Wu Yuan's determination!"

"Zhao Laosi, you are really immoral! It's not your turn to be a hero at this kind of barrier!" The kneeling manager pointed at the general and cursed: "You have hidden your family, what about us?"

"Hmph!" Zhao Laosi bowed his eyes to the managers and said disdainfully: "That's my wit! If you were all like me, the leader of the alliance would have fought with Li Shier long ago, how could he be so timid! He would not succeed and have more than failure!"

Just finished speaking.

The Wu Yuan correspondent broke in again outside the door.

Everyone held their breath and their faces were pale.

These correspondents are like black and white impermanence. Every time they report a letter, they will die once.

"Report! Zhao Zhongting's son was killed! His wife was scared silly!"

thump!

Zhao Laosi collapsed to the ground suddenly. "Impossible! You must have made a mistake! I hid them in the mountains..."

"Confirm that." The correspondent handed over the handheld computer: "Now, once someone is killed, we will receive notification from the other party."

"Master! Please be kind to you!" Seeing his son's body, Zhao Laosi burst into tears: "My plan of Wu Yuan Qianqiu will never be there this day and overnight! In order to protect the remaining people in my family, the leader will let the emperor go!"

Shaoliang's face is even more ugly!

He pinched the chair's hand and the veins swelled up!

last night!

There are four big words written on the wall!

Nine clans go to two!

And the corpse in charge also had four words written on the face!

The killing begins.

Little hate!

He sat in the position of leader in order to achieve his grand plans and lead Wu Yuan to the peak!

For this reason, he did not hesitate to kill the former leader, bribe and suppress the affairs of the government, and eliminate dissidents!

Just when he was about to show his skills and make achievements, he encountered this kind of dilemma!

Suddenly, a sense of powerlessness filled Shaoliang's whole body.

He felt very tired.

"Let it go... let it go." Shaoliang raised his hand and shook his head weakly. "But I...but I'm not willing to give up!"

'ah!'

He roared angrily!

Bloody eyes!

"Let's go do it now!" The managers got up from the ground and ran outside like crazy!

They knew that if Luo Shuyan was let go earlier, a few people would die.

"A bunch of waste!"

Click!
To be continued...