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Chapter 882

Yang Tianhuang held the phone, and after thinking about it, he called the capital tycoon who supported him.

"Mr. Peng, you said before that you would invite a few more patriarchs of the twenty-eight martial arts families to come forward. I need them to come forward now. I wonder if you can arrange it now, Mr. Peng?"

"The warriors worshipped by our capital power are the patriarchs of the three families of Zhao Qiansun in Qin Province. Let's do this, I'll contact Mr. Zhao now. You can tell Mr. Zhao if you have any requests, but remember, don't offend Mr. Zhao."

"Thank you, General Peng, for your support." Yang Tianhuang said happily.

Since Yang Tianhuang's luck changed, the capital behind him has supported him unprecedentedly.

A few minutes later, Yang Tianhuang received a reply from Mr. Peng, saying that he had contacted Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao promised to come and help him.

After Yang Tianhuang had a clear mind, he took out his cell phone and called Chen Xingran.

"Chen Xingran, it's me, Yang Tianhuang, let's talk."

Yang Tianhuang's spiritual sense had not yet entered the scroll. He held the phone and said lightly: "What are you talking about?"

"My son was forced to jump off the building and fell to his knees. I want you to cure my son."

"Mr. Yang, are you asking for help?"

"I'm not begging you, I'm asking you to do it."

"What you said, if you ask me to do it, I have to do it? Why?"

Yang Tianhuang changed his tone at this time: "Chen Xingran, are you still in Xie Yangzhen now? If you are still there, meet and chat. I will let you know why you have to compromise."

Chen Xingran thought about it and now his company has been suppressed by Yang Tianhuang, and this is not a problem.

Anyway, Yang Tianhuang's stuff is in his hands now, and something is wrong, so the black wolf immediately burned the stuff.

Chen Xingran said, "It's time to meet. You can wait for me on the spot and meet in half an hour."

Yang Tianhuang said strangely: "Do you know where I am now?"

"Haha." Chen Xingran laughed and hung up the phone.

Chen Xingran completely retracted his spiritual sense, then took the scroll, went out and called a taxi, and drove towards the Yang family's ancestral tomb.

Half an hour later.

Yang Tianhuang met Chen Xingran.

"Did you send someone to follow me?" Yang Tianhuang immediately questioned when he saw Chen Xingran who suddenly appeared.

"I don't need to follow you." Chen Xingran said.

"Then how do you know I'm here?"

"I have done some tricks on your ancestral tomb. I will feel any changes in Feng Shui." Chen Xingran said half-true and half-false.

"Hmph, then you should also see that your hands and feet on my Yang family's ancestral tomb have been erased now! Moreover, the Feng Shui pattern arranged by Master Qin Haixia will make my luck stronger and stronger, and sooner or later it will crush you to death!"

"You are right. The Feng Shui master you hired is indeed amazing, but he has calculated it very much. I wonder if he has calculated that today is your death date."

"Chen Xingran, you are looking for death. I'm not afraid to tell you that I have invited Mr. Zhao from Qin Province. Mr. Zhao is the top martial arts family among the twenty-eight martial arts families. He and Du Tiande are different from each other."

Chen Xingran laughed and said, "Mr. Yang, I'm not afraid to tell you that even if you invite the Jade Emperor, they can't help you. Oh, by the way, I just sent you a photo, and you can see if it looks familiar."
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