The news of the attack on the Profound Soul Sect was too scary. Ding Xiaoshan was so scared that he wanted to dissuade Zhang Feng after he was too slow.
However, after Zhang Feng took him to see Zong Yan, he let him know that there was nothing to say after a great master of Jin Dan stage and Yuan Ying stage in front of him.
"Sect Master, don't worry. Within three days, there will be 18 tactical teams in Zhanzitang. I will bring you at least nine. In addition, the Mingtang in your hand..." Ding Xiaoshan patted his chest to ensure that he paused. .
Zhang Feng squinted at him and said, "Mingtang will naturally take action!"
"Subordinates go and prepare now!"
Ding Xiaoshan ran away after speaking.
Zhang Feng shook his head against his back, doing a little bit of his own calculations. I don’t know when this guy can get rid of this problem...
The women were busy, the incense case was quickly set up in the yard, and the guards also brought a live chicken. Zhang Feng saw it and pulled Zong Yan to the front of the incense case.
There were guards around to observe the ceremony, Zong Yan did not take off his hood, knelt before the case, clasped his fists in his hands, and said loudly: "I, Zong Yan, swear that Zhang Feng and Zhang Feng are brothers of different surnames. Blessings depend on each other and never abandon each other!"
Zhang Feng clasped his fists and said: "I, Zhang Feng, bow down with Zong Yan..."
After that, he grabbed the big rooster that was stuck in his feet, grabbed the comb, and pulled it down with a knife. The blood was poured into two large bowls and mixed with the liquor.
"dry!"
The two yelled together, picked up the wine bowl, drank it all, and laughed happily.
No one noticed, a trace of water appeared on the grass under Zong Yan's feet...
In the afternoon, Ding Xiaoshan went to Su's house on behalf of Zhang Feng and, with the most formal etiquette, handed over the battle book to Wei Long, the temporary helm of the Su's family.
The real battle book is well-framed. In addition to the content of tomorrow's battle, it also left a place to sign the letter of life and death. Zhang Feng has already signed the name on it and has his fingerprints.
As soon as Ding Xiaoshan left, the Su family immediately became a mess.
The bodyguards and security guards ran around like headless flies, and then fled the Su's house in swarms, followed by the women in each room of the house, fleeing with their soft cars.
When it was dark for dinner time, the huge Su Family Manor opened, the courtyard was silent, the autumn breeze was blowing, the leaves fluttered, and the courtyard was bleak.
"Uncle Long... I... I'm out
Go around! "
A middle-aged man ran fast with a suitcase, and rushed out of the door like flying steps. This is Su Yuntian's eldest son and Su Ziyu's father.
"I... I'm going to find Big Brother!"
A man dressed like a gentleman, also running fast with a suitcase, this is Su Yuntian's second son, Su Zining's father.
Su Zining, who has always served as the second generation ancestor and is not doing his job properly, follows behind...
The female relatives ran away a long time ago, and these three stayed at the end.
"Let's go, let's all go, Su Family, it's completely finished."
Wei Long sat alone on the steps at the entrance of the villa, looking at the sunset-stained sky, sighing.
"Uncle Long, I'm still here!"
Su Tzuyu appeared, her face was very bad, not because of Zhang Feng, but because he was infected with HIV, his resistance dropped so badly, and he caught a cold.
Sitting on the steps with the marble guardrail, he gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle Long, the Su family is not over yet, at least until I die, it won't be over!"
Wei Long turned his head to look at him, and saw the second young master who was once suave and handsome, but now he looked like a corpse, and he couldn't stand still, and he sighed again.
"Second Young Master, you should also leave. The police are still looking for you. You can find a safe place. Now..."
"Do not!"
Su Tzuyu yelled, and the echo repeated in the courtyard.
Wei Long looked at him suspiciously, "Second Young Master, you still have time..."
"Uncle Long, I know that I must die. It's nothing more than the length of time. I also figured it out. Since I must die, why don't I use this life to change another person's life?" Su Ziyu laughed darkly, very oozing. people.
Wei Long shook his head and said: "I knew today, I shouldn't have been an enemy of Zhang Feng, monk... what a powerful existence it is, the Su family is nothing compared to others.
Su Tzuyu did not answer, and was silent for a long time, and said: "Uncle Long, you will help me again, and Zhang Feng will come over tomorrow, and I will come forward, and use this life to fight Zhang Feng to death and life!"
"Second Young Master..."
"Uncle Long, help me!"
Facing Su Tzuyu's persistent eyes, Wei Long nodded helplessly.
That night, Wei Long came to the First Hospital and met with Su Yuntian, who was lying in the ill. Then, this one created Su Yuntian.
The elderly at home stubbornly asked to be discharged from the hospital.
Early the next morning, Su Yuntian, Wei Long, and Su Ziyu were under the stairs of the villa's gate, waiting for Zhang Feng's arrival.
Su Yuntian was sitting in a wheelchair, in the most formal suit, and his snow-white hair was combed untidy. Looking at the rising sun in the east, a bright smile appeared on the old face.
Wei Long also wore a suit, the most orthodox Western-style butler.
Standing behind Su Yuntian, he has been paying attention to the manor's body.
And Su Ziyu, wearing an autumn coat, was slightly bloated like a corpse, with a gloomy sneer on his face.
"In the end, the only one who walked with me to the end is the two of you." Su Yuntian looked at the sky and said with emotion.
Wei Long bowed to greet him, and Su Tzuyu smiled sternly.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I will take Zhang Feng to hell together!"
Hearing what his grandson said, Su Yuntian didn't mean to stop him. The Su family had made too many mistakes at this point, and there was no room for recovery.
At this time, there was a long roar in the sky, and the three of them looked up, and saw a figure stepping through the air, quickly landing on the grass in front of the villa.
"Patriarch Su, don't come here unharmed!"
Zhang Feng, in a snow-white tunic suit, stood with his hands in his hands, his face calm.
Su Yuntian maintained his demeanor, sat and arched his hands, and said: "Zhang Feng, I have read your battle book, Su Family, challenge!"
In an instant, the demeanor of the Patriarch was fully revealed, with great momentum.
Zhang Feng nodded and said, "I still have some responsibilities, and I am qualified to be my enemy. But, are you sure to use three people to fight?"
"Correct!"
Su Yuntian made a loud noise, firmly supported the armrest of the wheelchair, and forcibly stood up. Wei Long hurriedly stepped forward to hold it, but was pushed away by him.
"The Su family was created by someone Su, even if it were to be destroyed, I would stick to it!"
Roaring with all his strength, he couldn't hold his figure and fell into a wheelchair.
Zhang Feng looked at him, shook his head slightly, and walked over step by step.
"Su Yuntian, I admire your responsibility, and of course I also hate your insidiousness. Six of my staff died in the Su family battle. The wounded are not counted. How do you plan to compensate?"
"Hahaha..." Su Yuntian laughed wildly, staring at Zhang Feng with eyes like a dead fish, "Come and get it if you have the ability!"
(End of this chapter)