After following Yuan Shanhe for fifty years, Mr. Qiu looked very similar to Yuan Shanhe in terms of personality and style.

Mr. Qiu has never been so panicked.

Then something must have happened!

Yuan Shanhe stood up and asked, "What happened to Lao Qiu?"

"Master, you'd better come out and take a look...I...I don't know what to say..."

Mr. Qiu wiped his tears.

"boom!"

Yuan Shanhe realized something and went out immediately.

When I came to the small square in the center of the manor, I surrounded many people.

They are all super tycoons in the provincial capital Jinling.

The corpses were placed in the small square, covered with white cloth.

"What's going on???"

After Yuan Shanhe arrived, everyone automatically separated the road.

"Sir, you have to hold on!!!"

The head of the Li family and the head of the Su family said seriously that they were already crying.

Upon hearing this news, Yuan Shanhe closed his eyes in despair.

His body was trembling, and his hands he stretched out never dared to lift the white cloth.

Following the typhoon behind him, he took a step forward and lifted up all the white cloths of seven corpses.

Yuan Futu, the three generals of war, Li Erye's entourage, and the cold bodies of the seven Su Zhaolong and the seven others were placed in front of everyone.

The Su family and the Li family have been crying for a while.

"boom!"

When Yuan Shanhe saw the adopted son and his corpse, his head was about to explode.

His psychological defense completely collapsed at this moment.

It's been fifty years, and there has never been such a sad day!

He hadn't killed anyone in thirty years, and at this moment he wanted to kill someone, even longing for blood!

When Typhoon saw the bodies of three brothers, he squinted his eyes and a violent aura broke out.

Everyone present felt the temperature drop sharply, and everyone couldn't help but have a cold war.

A big thing is about to happen!

Everyone knows it well.

From then on, Jiangnan Province will not be peaceful.

Even the gods of Daluo cannot save them if they force their husband to this level!

Yuan Shanhe never expected that the three major battles would all die together.

Even his favorite adopted son died.

Yuan Shanhe had no son at all. Yuan Futu was the son of his good brother, who died to save him.

Yuan Shanhe has always regarded himself as his own.

Now that Yuan Futu is dead, he is in pain.

"Brother, I couldn't save your son! My fault!!!"

Yuan Shanhe roared to the sky.

"What should I do sir? You have to make the decision, otherwise it won't take long, and the entire Jiangnan will belong to Yunting Group!"

Everyone said one after another.

Yuan Shanhe said angrily: "Lao Qiu informs you that the funeral will be held in three days. My son and my three brothers will leave in a glorious way! I want everyone in Jiangnan to know about this funeral!"

"Sir, understand!"

"Second, call together all the old subordinates and return within three days!"

"Third, I inform my twenty-four disciples and let them bring all the cards to the provincial capital to gather!"

...

When everyone heard Yuan Shanhe's order, they were trembling.

In the thirteen cities in Jiangnan Province, except for Suzhou and Hangzhou, the circles of the other twelve cities are under the control of Yuan Shanhe.

It was his old subordinates or disciples who were dominating.

After retiring thirty years ago, all of these people scattered.

But now the gentleman is about to gather at the order.

A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will meet!

Within three days, the entire underground circle of Jiangnan Province would gather.

Just to go to Suzhou and Hangzhou, and to Pingyunting Group!

You can't imagine what kind of scene it was!
Chapter completed!