"Ancestor, you are a high-ranking martial arts expert. Naturally, you don't know our sufferings. If you send someone with white hair to someone with black hair, I will be the last in the Ma family!"
The old man burst into tears and looked at the side wall of the villa with a look of determination in his eyes: "If you don't help me get revenge, I will die in front of you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's head slammed against the side wall.
An invisible force came from the villa and knocked the old man back. The old man sat down on the ground and wailed: "Ancestor, my Ma family is dead!"
"Nonsense!"
A scolding sounded above his head. The old man looked up quickly, his pupils suddenly shrank, and saw a middle-aged man standing on the side wall, staring at him indifferently.
The old scolding just now clearly came from the man's mouth, and the man's facial features made the old man feel very familiar. After standing there for a long time, the old man's voice trembled: "Ancestor? I have seen your black and white photos in the family history, you... …How did you become a child again?”
"A hundred-year-old Martial King, a thousand-year-old Martial King. Although I am nearly four hundred years old now, I am still in my prime according to King Wu's five-hundred-year lifespan. As long as I practice some simple beauty-preserving techniques, I can be rejuvenated and rejuvenated. There is nothing to make a fuss about. "
Ma Yongshan spoke with an indifferent look.
"Ancestor, my grandson Ma Pingnan was brutally murdered at home, you have to make the decision for me!"
The old man's eyes were red and filled with hatred: "Ancestor, you must make the decision for me. The Ma family cannot be extinct!"
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"The ultimate queen?"
Ma Yongshan sneered and shook his head: "I don't want it to be easy for the Ma family to have a descendant. Can you become the King of Wu, or can I give you a great-grandfather?"
The old man opened his mouth in shock, his lips trembling, and he was speechless for a moment.
After spending hundreds of years cultivating in the martial arts world, King Wu's vision and knowledge are beyond the comprehension of a common man who is less than a hundred years old.
"That's it, that's all."
Ma Yongshan sighed and looked to the horizon: "It's true that I haven't walked around in the world for a long time. Although Ma Pingnan is a layman, he is also my descendant. Since he was killed, I will go out and help you seek justice. "
"Please tell me the whole story clearly!"
The old man looked happy and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you, ancestor, for your consideration!"
According to the old man, Wen Qinglan was dissatisfied with the family marriage and led people to forcefully break into Ma Pingnan's villa and kill Ma Pingnan.
"That little guy Afu is also dead?"
Ma Yongshan frowned deeply: "Die in Wen Qinglan's hands?"
"Fu Bo!"
The old man was shocked: "Uncle Fu seems... not dead, but also seems to be dead. Now he is like a walking corpse. He doesn't eat or drink. He is blind in both eyes and deaf in both ears. He has no feeling. He stands in the middle of the villa all day, like a stone statue. !”
"Wen Qinglan and Ma Pingnan are similar in age, but they can defeat Ah Fu. It's not easy..."
Ma Yongshan nodded and sighed.
"Ancestor, Wen Qinglan is not just one person. I heard that Uncle Fu was the one who broke into the villa with him. Both of them are currently in Qingzhou!"
A trace of resentment flashed in the old man's eyes: "That guy's name is Ning Chen!"
"Ning Chen... Wen Qinglan..."
Ma Yongshan looked in the direction of Qingzhou and murmured: "Okay, you can take me on a trip to Qingzhou."
"Yes! Ancestor, please!"
The old man immediately stood up respectfully, his rickety body bowed even more humbly, and asked Ma Yongshan to get in the car.
Ma Yongshan jumped down from the three-meter-high wall, floated to the ground, and walked towards the car without saying a word.
…
The next day, in Qingzhou, Longteng Security Company, Wen Qinglan looked serious, watching the warriors of Longteng Security in front of him practicing boxing.
The movements are uniform.
A few days ago, Wen Qinglan taught them all the boxing techniques of the Wen family. The Wen family was also a martial arts family in its heyday, but it fell into ruin because the ancestor drove the crane to the west.
Speaking of which, the Wen family is similar to the Jiangning Ma family. They are both martial arts families with hundreds of years of tradition.
Just because his ancestor died in a melee and was unable to recover, the family's unique boxing technique was passed down. Wen Yue studied this boxing technique intensively throughout his life, and even a sound of exhaustion could only stop the strong inner strength.
When Wen Qinglan was in her early twenties, she had already grown up. She was the darling daughter of the Wen family and a martial arts prodigy.
Later, the Wen family was led by Ning Chen. In a short period of time, with the blessing of the skills taught by Ning Chen, Wen Qinglan broke through the master of transformation and became a grand master. He was only twenty-three years old!
Without Ning Chen's permission, Wen Qinglan could not pass on the boxing techniques taught by Ning Chen to everyone, but the Wen family's "Liu Shui Jin Fist" was taught to these warriors, and they practiced together with everyone day and night to improve their cultivation.
Wen Qinglan not only wants to recreate the glory of the Wen family, but also wants to create a group of tyrannical forces of his own.
However, now that his ambition has not been fulfilled, his father is no longer here.
For a moment, Wen Qinglan had mixed feelings.
While Wen Qinglan was lost in thought, someone came forward, bowed and said respectfully: "Mr. Wen, Mr. Ning is here."
Wen Qinglan turned her head, her eyes flashing with light: "Where is he?"
"I have invited Mr. Ning to the guest room."
"Okay, got it."
Wen Qinglan stood up and went straight to the guest room.
In the reception room, Ning Chen was leisurely drinking coffee with his legs crossed. Next to him, a wet black dragon was guarding a corpse that was soaked in fat and stinking of stench and kept retching.
"Owner!"
Wen Qinglan walked in, and when he saw the corpse next to Heilong, he froze in place instantly.
"Black Dragon found it in the mud of the lower reaches of Qingjiang River."
Ning Chen spoke calmly.
"Thank you...Thank you Master..."
Wen Qinglan's eyes were red. Although he was out of shape, Wen Qinglan recognized the corpse as his father Wen Hua at a glance.
Ning Chen raised his eyes and looked at the high-end decorated reception room, and said to Wen Qinglan: "This is my first time here at Longteng Security. Come on, take me around the company."
"yes!"
Wen Qinglan nodded with a tearful tone, and then acted as a guide, taking Ning Chen around the Longteng Security Company.
While walking, Wen Qinglan introduced the various arrangements of Longteng's security, and would introduce them to Ning Chen one by one when meeting people.
Ning Chen just smiled and nodded, Wen Qinglan was moved in her heart, knowing that Ning Chen did this just to divert her attention and prevent herself from being too sad.
The two of them spent three hours shopping around the Longteng Security Company and its surroundings.
"Master, it's noon. It's time for us to have dinner. Can I entertain you at noon today?"
Wen Qinglan asked for instructions.
Ning Chen shook his head, nodded and said: "Okay, let's go, let's go eat."
The whole morning was indeed a bit boring.
When the two walked out of the door, they saw a black Mercedes-Benz approaching slowly. Ning Chen raised his eyebrows. There were four people in the car, and one of them was particularly tyrannical. At least he was a King of Martial Arts!
Wen Qinglan also looked solemn. The black Mercedes-Benz had a Jiangning license plate!
