Tang Yingqi strode her long legs and followed Lu Ze vigilantly, her almond-shaped eyes scanning the surroundings, ready to take action at any time.
But as Lu Ze walked forward calmly, the nearby crowd naturally dispersed, and no one in the huge Baiyin family dared to stop him!
Standing next to Lu Ze, you can most directly feel the omnipresent awe.
Dozens of Silver Guards looked at Lu Ze as if he were facing a formidable enemy and stared nervously at every step Lu Ze took.
Every meter Lu Ze walked forward, their encirclement expanded by one meter, until finally, they silently made way for a passage.
Lu Ze walked through the ruins, leaving behind a leisurely silhouette that gradually faded away.
Even after seeing Lu Ze get into the low-key and luxurious Bentley Versailles, people were still silent for a long time.
After another minute, when even the taillights of the vehicle were no longer visible, whispers finally came from the scene.
Wang Yishui sat on the sofa and looked at the ruins around him.
An hour ago, he looked at this manor as if he were looking at the foundation of his kingdom.
Now he seems like a down-and-out prince wandering in a lost wasteland.
Elder Di Xuan, who had all his bones broken and no idea whether he was alive or dead, an alcoholic who was punched into the ground, Wang Yaner, who knelt to death in the ruins...
These are all characters who have truly reached the end of their martial arts!
Now they are all broken and sinking here.
Elder Tianji, who had gray hair and a majestic figure, still stood in front of him, silent, like a sculpture.
Wang Yishui raised his head and looked at Elder Tianji.
"Why...don't you take action?"
There was no emotion in this sentence, just a slight pause.
Elder Tianji stared at Wang Yishui. After seeing the other person's indifferent eyes, he lowered his eyelids and spoke softly: "If I take action, the young master will die."
[Young Master will die]!
These four words made Wang Yishui's calm expression suddenly turn ferocious.
"die!"
"My dignified Baiyin family has been stepped on. Where are the people from the big house and the elders?"
"Everyone is watching my Wang Yishui's jokes, aren't they?"
"Even you!"
"If you take action, he really dares to kill me in front of everyone!"
The more he talked, the more excited he became. By the end, Wang Yishui's eyeballs were bloodshot and he looked paranoid and crazy.
This sentence contains unforgettable hatred.
Elder Tianji sighed deeply in his heart. He knew that the young master in front of him could not hear anything more.
The warrior's intuition at that moment made him feel the intention to die.
If you take action, the opponent will kill you instantly.
Thinking about it now makes me sweat.
Perhaps because he had just finished speaking a series of words, the depression he was holding in his heart was briefly released, and his expression finally returned to normal.
"Elder Tianji, I just lost my composure, please don't blame me."
At this moment, the calm and elegant young master of the second house seemed to be back again.
The fat man next to him, Song Chuyang, squinted his eyes, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes. He didn't like the people around him to develop towards him.
Ye Zhengming, who is the Northern Bear Mercenary Kingdom behind him, has a family background abroad after all, so he doesn't need to fear the Baiyin family like others. He said loudly: "This is not the place to talk. If you have anything to do, let's talk somewhere else."
boom!
The wine bottle in his hand was crushed by Wang Yishui, and the glass was crushed into pieces and fell from his palm, with dripping blood.
Wang Yishui raised his pale face and smiled, "I didn't think carefully. Let's go back to Baiyin Manor."
Without bandaging his palms, Wang Yishui stood up and walked back, blood dripping into a thin line on the high platform.
The small gyroplane roared to life.
Song Chuyang put a smile on his face and stretched out his fat hand to wave, "Yishui, walk slower and be careful with the wounds on your hands. I'll bandage them for you."
"Yi Shui, I just received a message from home. There is urgent business to deal with, so I won't go."
Ye Zhengming hesitated and said to the back in the helicopter.
Wang Yishui, who was just about to sit down, stiffened slightly, but it only lasted for a moment, and it was impossible to tell without looking carefully.
He sat down, tilted his head and nodded slightly, saying, "It's important at home."
Although he looked calm, if you add his bloodshot eyeballs and blood-dripping palms, this image would make people feel chilly.
Ye Zhengming looked at Wang Yishui, nodded and smiled, "Okay, I'll take care of it and find you."
Wang Yishui waved his hand, the cabin door closed, and the small rotorcraft took off.
When the plane rose to an altitude of 100 meters, Fatty Song, who squinted his eyes like a Maitreya Buddha, sorted out his words and comforted him: "Young Master Ye may indeed have something going on."
Wang Yishui sat aside with his eyelids lowered and did not answer.
Fatty Song looked back with some sarcasm.
There was an eerie calm in the cabin.
But no one saw that Fatty Song's little eyes were full of pride.
Even though so many martial arts masters died in battle today, the Baiyin family is still the Baiyin family.
Ye Zhengming's situation is too small...
He was just pushing Wang Yishui closer to the Song family.
…
However, Song Chuyang also didn't see the murderous intent flashing in Wang Yishui's eyes.
He would not have thought that, stimulated by a series of coincidences, Wang Yishui would actually have murderous intentions.
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"gone?"
"This manor... is gone..."
Seeing the owner of this manor leaving, the crowd finally burst into an uproar.
Discussions arose one after another, and heated discussions occurred from time to time.
These chaotic sounds did not last long, and everyone quickly finished speaking and left in a hurry.
There was a clear red and swollen slap mark on Wang Yitong's fair face. She looked at her brother's back leaving alone on the plane, like an abandoned little girl, and shed big tears.
"Yitong...are you okay?" Several girls nearby came forward to offer comfort.
"Don't come near me, you all go away!" Wang Yitong, who looked like a doll in a cute dress, was now waving her arms vigorously to drive away her girlfriends.
The best friends looked at each other and said hesitantly: "Okay... If you need anything, just tell us in the group... We are all here, so let's go back first."
After saying this, the girl who spoke quietly tugged on the sleeves of the people around her, and then several of them showed kind expressions on their faces at the same time. They expressed relief one after another and walked out quickly.
As Wang Yitong cried, she felt that everyone around her was gone. She looked up and saw that the surrounding area was empty. There really were no good friends left.
She suddenly became even more sad, whimpering, and then raised her head and scolded these heartless friends as the daughter of a wealthy family.
While she was crying, two folded tissues were handed to her.
Wang Yitong stopped crying, raised his head, and saw a graceful figure on his little painted face.
This girl who has been called a slut by me countless times is actually pitying herself?
