Seeing Wen Qishan disappear, Zhao Weihu frowned tightly. It was said that he had now taken refuge with Cao Xiaoxian, but he did not want to be a direct enemy of Fu Yanshan yet. The worries that Cao Xiaoxian mentioned to him inadvertently made Zhao Weihu feel uneasy all the time. Under such circumstances, Wen Qishan's escape would undoubtedly be a problem.
"Huang Xiuze, you really deserve to die!" Zhao Weihu gritted his teeth, his face filled with resentment.
Huang Xiuze was so injured at this time that he couldn't even stand up. He simply lay on the ground, waiting for Zhao Weihu, and sneered: "Zhao Weihu, although your cultivation level has jumped to the ninth level, you are by no means the leader of the gang. Opponent. When the gang leader gets the message and comes with the fury of thunder, let me see how you resist!"
Zhao Weihu felt even more annoyed after hearing this. He glared at Huang Xiuze fiercely and said, "Maybe I should kill you with one palm now!"
Huang Xiuze spat out a mouthful of blood and said with a wild smile, "Okay, then do it! Am I, Huang Xiuze, someone who is afraid of death?" [
"You..." After fighting for so many years, Zhao Weihu certainly knew Huang Xiuze's toughness.
"Master Zhao, there is no need to be angry." Ma Yong walked over with a smile and said, "I see that Wen Qishan was seriously injured. Even if Huang Xiuze sent him out of the Zhao Mansion, he wanted to leave the Three Saints alone. It’s not that easy to go to Qian Palace to report the news. I will send people to blockade the whole city and guard every important road leading to Qian Palace, and we will definitely catch Wen Qishan.”
Zhao Weihu calmed down, waved his hand and said, "That's right! You can handle this matter yourself."
"Don't worry, Master Zhao!" Ma Yong nodded, pointed at Huang Xiuze and his subordinates and asked, "Master Zhao, what are you going to do with them?"
Zhao Weihu's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice, "We can't kill them yet. Put them all in the dungeon and guard them tightly. Don't let them escape! After Fu Yanshan is dealt with, send them on their way!"
"Zhao Weihu, Ma Yong, you will not end well!" Huang Xiuze shouted at the top of his lungs.
Ma Yong snorted coldly, summoned two guards, and escorted Huang Xiuze to the dungeon.
Zhao Weihu patted Ma Yong on the shoulder and said, "Ma Yong, thank you for this today. You have made a great contribution!"
Ma Yong smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, isn't this what I should do? Why should I take credit for my work?"
Zhao Weihu shook his head and said, "No! I have always made a clear distinction between merit and merit, and I will reward you for your merit! Well, the Huang family has a lot of property. From this moment on, it all belongs to you!"
"Ah? Everything... belongs to me? How can this be done?" Huang Xiuze's wealth among the Three Saint Clan is much greater than that of Ma Yong. Zhao Weihu rewarded him all, which made Ma Yong both excited and terrified. .
"Hahaha... Ma Yong, I don't know you yet? You are just a money addict! Why, even you think you have too much money?" Zhao Weihu said with a laugh.
"No, I just think that the Huang family's wealth should belong to you, Mr. Zhao. How can you arrogate?"
Zhao Weihu snorted, his face darkened, and he said, "How can those things from the Huang family get into my eyes, Zhao Weihu? I, Zhao Weihu, want more!"
"Ah?" Although Ma Yong had seen ambition in Zhao Weihu before, this was the first time that Ma Yong felt that Zhao Weihu's ambition was much greater than he imagined.
Seeing the surprise on Ma Yong's face, Zhao Weihu smiled at him and said, "Go ahead! The Huang family's belongings will be named Ma from now on! This is nothing, as long as you follow me loyally, maybe one day , the entire Three Saints clan belongs to you!"
Ma Yong was so excited that he hurriedly knelt down and said loudly, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I, Ma Yong, am willing to die for Mr. Zhao!"