The banquet hall on the seventh floor of the hotel above Genting was full of messy ground, guests scattered, and the Zong family was crying, which was so miserable.

Zong Shengchang narrowed his slender eyes and spat hard: "Shut up to me! I'm so mourning!"

The majesty of the head of the family was unquestionable. In an instant, the daughter-in-law, who had her husband and son, covered her mouth with her hands, leaving only a low whimper.

"No one is allowed to go home. There are rooms upstairs. You can find a place to live in. Shutong, the second, the third, and Xueqin, come with me."

In just one morning, Zong Shengchang seemed to have been ten years older, but at this moment, he could only hold on. He knew that he could not fall, and once he fell, the Zong family would be completely finished.

This time, the enemy is definitely not something that can be easily sent away. The conditions offered by the other party cannot be met. If the sect family cannot be satisfied, then they can only fight to the death.

It was when our Zong family was booming. Nanjun Province had already occupied a seat and its intersection with several major forces was also slowly moving forward. If I were given two years of Zong Shengchang, I would be able to keep the Zong family running without any loss. If this battle is defeated now, the years of ambitions, the relationships I worked hard to break through, and the benefits I paid with gritted my teeth will turn into flowing water, without leaving any trace!

And the source of all this is the Zhao family!

The Zhao family, I should have killed everything and not let anyone go. My heart is still not cruel enough, and my hands are still not stretched long enough!

In a luxuriously decorated secret room, Zong Shengchang sniffed a sand cigarette on his mouth and sucked a few times. The cigarette smelled rough and had a high tar content. It was the favorite thing for the bitter people who worked hard around Bincheng.

After three puffs smoked a sand brand cigarette, Zong Shengchang seemed to be back to life, his slender eyes were covered in cold and viciousness: "Xueqin, what should we do next?"

He glanced at the two panicked brothers disdainfully. Zong Xueqin looked frosty and no longer had the charm and charm of facing outsiders. Her eyes were full of ruthlessness and decisiveness: "Butler Liu, I heard that my father asked you to contact the people from the Blood Evil Society a few days ago, what happened?"

"It's already online, and the other side says that as long as our Zong family participates in the fight, they are willing to provide boxers."

The butler bent slightly and replied carefully.

"Give them a lot of money and ask them to send people here now. The more the better. Four masters above the body level must lead the team. If the extraordinary masters can come, we will give them double rewards. The Zong family will kill two people."

The practice of warriors is divided into states such as body shaping, molting the shell, transforming the body, transcending the ordinary, entering the saint, asking the gods, concentrating the spirit, and refining the gods.

Since the great changes in heaven and earth three hundred years ago, human potential has been released. Advanced warriors are not afraid of guns and cannons, coming and going like the wind, just like the superman in old movies. So everyone practices martial arts, and martial arts is revitalized.

Each level of improvement is quite difficult, and less than one in ten martial artists can successfully advance.

Although the Blood Evil Association is powerful, it is not easy to send four masters of the body-transforming level at a time, not to mention the extraordinary warriors that are very rare in the entire Nanjun Province. At the critical moment of life and death, the Zong family has been prepared for heavy bleeding.

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The dilapidated alleys, messy wooden boards, brick stacks, bumpy and broken stone roads, and flowing sewage, this is the daily scene of Sparrow Alley.

Although the afternoon sun is bright, it cannot shine with the gloom of Sparrow Alley.

There are three remaining tribe members of the Zhao family, all of whom are women, among which Zhao Qingshan’s sister is.

Xia Chenglong knocked on the low and old door, and with a creak, the door opened, revealing a tired and pale face.

"Who are you looking for?"

Wang Lianzhi opened her eyes wide and wanted to see the person outside the door clearly. She stayed in the dim room for a long time to do manual work. She suddenly appeared in the bright sunlight, making her pupils unable to react and her eyes were blurred.

There were two tall and sturdy figures in my sight, especially the person behind me, who was so tall, just like a bear.

Wang Lianzhi couldn't help but feel a little panicked. Fortunately, the eldest girl went out and was not at home. Since the Zhao family fell, such people often came to the door, but in the past, the other party didn't knock on the door, and they kicked in directly.

"Sister-in-law, does Zhao Shaojiu live here?"

A gentle voice sounded, with the magic of soothing emotions. Wang Lianzhi blinked and tried hard to see the master of the voice clearly.

This man was wearing yellow-green military casual clothes and looked very good.

When the visitor mentioned the eldest girl, Wang Lianzhi became alert in an instant. Could this young man who looked very good at smiling, he also had a bad intention for the eldest girl?

"You've found the wrong place..."

Before Wang Lianzhi could finish speaking, a small head emerged from behind.

"Mom, is he here to find his aunt?"

The small voice was soft and a little timid, like a frightened kitten.

Wang Lianzhi was shocked suddenly. Before she could even put the villain behind her back into the house, the young man in military uniform squatted down and stretched out his big hand covered with thick calluses: "Your name is Qianqian? Come on, eat candy."

The big hand opened and turned into magic, with a few more candies on the palm.

Zhao Qianqian bit her finger, her big eyes full of desire.

Wang Lianzhi's eyes turned red. Since the Zhao family was destroyed, her daughter has changed from a young princess to a wild girl who is rare even sugar.

"How do you know my name?"

Zhao Qianqian asked in a slight voice.

"I am your third uncle's comrade. He has shown me your photos and often mentions yours, saying, Qianqian, the most obedient and beautiful, and the one he likes the most is you!"

Xia Chenglong's face was full of warmth. If outsiders saw it, they would probably be shocked. The Dragon King, who traverses the East China Sea and makes countless slaves scared, could laugh so gently.

Zhao Qianqian tilted her head and thought for a while: "But Uncle Third is dead."

The smile on Xia Chenglong's face suddenly froze. Yes, the life and death brother who blocked the knife for him was already dead, and died at Zong Xueqin's hands. If the snake and scorpion woman were not buried with the entire Zong family, Qingshan's heroic soul would definitely not rest in peace!

"Qianqian is not allowed to talk nonsense!"

Wang Lianzhi hugged her daughter in her arms, and her eyes were full of suspicion when she looked at Xia Chenglong.

The Zhao family has been defeated, and now only the orphan, widowed mother and eldest sister are left to rely on each other. The Zong family is eyeing her, and any stranger's kindness will only make her alert.

This person said he was Qingshan's comrade-in-arms, who knows whether it is true or false?

"Oh, why is it so lively today? Sister-in-law, where is Jiuer? I'll treat her to a meal."

A frivolous shout came from the alley, a greasy and pink-faced little white face led two strong men in black suits to come over.
Chapter completed!