"But, it's too late."

"None of us know when Mr. Chu will be released from confinement."

"I'm afraid that my grandfather won't be able to wait until that time."

Among the crowd, Zhang Zixi was hiding in the corner, her beautiful eyes were red, and there were almost tears shining in the depths of her eyes.

Zhang Zixi has been following his grandfather since he was a toddler.

Boxing, practicing swordsmanship, writing poems and poems, and being worldly.

It can be said that the old man taught Zhang Zixi all his insights and skills in life.

Zhang Jiuling is not only her elder, but also her life mentor to her. She is the relative she trusts and relies on the most in the world.

He could never accept that his grandfather died like this in front of him.

She wants to save her grandfather. She cannot lose her only relative now.

"Zixi, you have to calm down."

"What can you do if you go up now?"

"The Meng family now has expert help."

"Have you forgotten that even your grandfather couldn't defeat a single move in the hands of those men in black?"

"If you and I go up there now, we are completely throwing ourselves into a trap."

"Meng Wanjun held a banquet in the West Lake today. He made such a big fanfare and made it clear that he was waiting for you and deceived you."

"You must keep calm at this time and come back with me."

"Let's go wait for Mr. Chu!"

"If Mr. Chu doesn't come out of seclusion, then we'll beg him to come out of seclusion."

Lu Ziming grabbed Zhang Zixi and tried to persuade him.

On the night when the Zhang family was attacked, Lu Ziming received news of asking for help and rushed to the rescue.

But after all, Lu Ziming's abilities were shallow and he was powerless.

In the end, it was Zhang Jiuling who held off those strong men in black and begged Lu Ziming to take away Zhang Zixi, who was seriously injured, so as to preserve the last bit of blood for the Zhang family.

To be entrusted by others is to be loyal to others.

Since the old man entrusted his granddaughter to him, Lu Ziming naturally had to do his best to protect the girl in front of him.

However, facing Lu Ziming's suggestion, Zhang Zixi shook his head: "It's useless, Uncle Lu."

"What if we really wait until he comes out of seclusion?"

"My Zhang family and Mr. Chu are not related, and I even offended him."

"He won't help me, nor will he help our Zhang family."

"Moreover, the opponent is so powerful, can Mr. Chu really be able to deal with it alone?"

"He will definitely not take risks alone for irrelevant people."

Zhang Zixi lowered his head, his beautiful eyes filled with despair.

Lu Ziming also fell silent immediately.

What Zhang Zixi said was not unreasonable. Even if Ye Fan could show up in time, why would he help the Zhang family?

As for Ye Fan's strength, how much was left after he escaped from death in the battle in the East China Sea?

Lu Ziming suddenly felt unsure.

When the two of them fell into silence, Meng Wanjun suddenly picked up a sword on the high platform.

The sharp blade reflects the cold light of the scorching sun.

He looked around, and his powerful voice kept echoing: "Zhang Zixi, I know you are in the audience right now."

"I'll give you ten seconds now to stand up."

"If you come out one second later, I will stab your grandfather in the body."

"After ten swords, if you still don't come out, I guarantee that your grandfather's soul will return to the nine heavens."

Meng Wanjun's eyes were full of authority, and his solemn words echoed in all directions.

A pair of tiger eyes, like a vulture, stared at everything under the stage.

Yes!

He held a banquet at West Lake today. In addition to informing the powerful people in the north of the Yangtze River that the Meng family will be respected in the north of the Yangtze River in the future, his other purpose was to attract Zhang Zixi to avoid future troubles!

Meng Wanjun is meticulous in his work and does not leak anything.

Especially when dealing with enemies, never leave any trouble behind.

What's more, Meng Wanjun had already heard about Zhang Zixi's extraordinary talent.

If such people are not eradicated in time.

A hundred years from now, he will definitely pose a huge threat to his descendants.

Meng Wanjun promised his son that the feud between the Zhang and Meng families would be completely over in his lifetime.

Therefore, he would never allow the Zhang family's troubles to continue to be left to future generations.

Stab!

A second later, Meng Wanjun pierced one of Zhang Jiuling's arms with his sword.

But Zhang Jiuling is a strong master after all, and his integrity far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Even after being so insulted, Zhang Jiuling still smiled: "Meng Wanjun, don't waste your efforts. My granddaughter has already left Jiangbei, and he is not here at all."

"Even if you kill me, my granddaughter won't come today!"

"Of course, it's just that I won't come today."

"But I believe she will come back sooner or later."

"My granddaughter will get back everything that was taken away by your Meng family."

Zhang Jiuling spoke loudly, so loudly that everyone could hear clearly.

Meng Wanjun shook his head: "Old man, you are telling your granddaughter what you are saying."

"I'm not afraid to tell you that before destroying your Zhang family, I have already blocked all channels leaving Lin'an."

"So, your granddaughter is still in Lin'an."

"And, based on her feelings for you, I guarantee that he is among these people in the audience."

Meng Wanjun was confident and spoke to Zhang Jiuling in an almost teasing tone.

Then, another sword pierced Zhang Jiuling's right arm.

Blood spurts out and remains along the huge stone pillar.

puff!

The third sword, the fourth sword...

When all of Zhang Jiuling's limbs were pierced, Meng Wanjun's sneer came out again.

"Zhang Zixi, your grandfather treated you with great kindness. That night, he risked his life to protect you from leaving. But unfortunately, your grandfather's status in your heart does not seem to be half as good as your status in his heart.

"

"In that case, I won't waste my time."

"If you want to see your grandfather die, I will do whatever you want."

Meng Wanjun seemed to have lost his patience, and when he was stabbed with the fifth sword, he decided to end this farce.

After the words fell, Meng Wanjun held a long sword.

This time, it went straight into Zhang Jiuling's throat!

"Son of a bitch, stop!"

Finally, a cold angry voice sounded from the crowd.

The long table exploded, sand and rocks were scattered in all directions, and a vertical and horizontal sword energy, like a rainbow, rose from the ground.

The speed is as fast as electricity and light.

It flew towards the high platform ahead.

"What...what is this?"

"A newly developed weapon?"

Seeing the sudden burst of sword light, the crowd below suddenly exploded.

These people who live in the age of science and technology, where guns are used in wars in the news, have never seen such power?
To be continued...