Chapter 623

"You...are you?" Gu Shitong's lips trembled, with a look of horror on his face.

Chu Yang looked at the frightened Gu Shitong, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The more Gu Shitong looked at Chu Yang's smile, the more he felt in his heart.

He quickly shouted to the thousand Leopard Guards downstairs: "Retreat! Get the hell out of here! Withdraw to the Gu family!"

Hua Bao, the leader of the Leopard Guard, had a look of surprise on his face when he heard the order from the family master.

From Huabao's perspective downstairs, he couldn't see Gu Shitong kneeling down to Chu Yang just now.

So he couldn't understand why the head of the family changed his orders day and night, clearly setting up such a huge formation to surround Yueyang Restaurant, and only a few minutes later, he ordered them to retreat again. The previous head of the house would not be such a childish person, what happened?

Just as he was about to go upstairs and ask Gu Shitong a few words, Gu Shitong scolded him sternly: "Leopard, if you dare to disobey orders, I will chop you down!"

Huabao nodded quickly and said: "Master, I will lead the people to retreat immediately, retreat now."

After Hua Bao led a thousand Leopard Guards to withdraw, Gu Shitong quickly took out his mobile phone and called Vulture and Gray Wolf respectively.

His hands were shaking as he pressed the keys.

"Vulture, go back the way you came, don't worry about me, and continue your mission in Jiangnan!"

"Hui Lang, I'm fine and don't need support. You can take the Wolf Guard back to Mobei. The assassination mission will continue!"

Gu Shitong immediately stopped the actions of the three guards. He didn't dare to do the following!

The vulture and the gray wolf were both confused after receiving the news.

Why does the head of the family change his orders every day? It has only been a few minutes since the order was issued, and the team has just been assembled, and now it is cancelled?

However, in their eyes, Gu Shitong is a person who does important things and will not waver around and make wrong decisions. Since the head of the family has done this, it means that the matter is very important and the head of the family must have weighed it.

thump!

Gu Shitong suddenly knelt down towards Chu Yang and slammed his knees onto the ground, making a dent in the ground.

"The thirty-sixth generation successor of the spy king, meet the young master!" Gu Shitong was extremely excited.

"Young Master, I didn't expect it to be the Young Master. The Young Master is still alive. Please accept my respects from my slave again!"

Boom--Boom--Boom--Boom--

Gu Shitong kowtowed ten times in a row until blood flowed from his forehead.

Chu Yang said coldly: "It seems that my guess is correct. You are indeed the descendant of the spy king."

It was at the wine party at the resort that day that Chu Yang learned that the Dead Soldier's Crossbow was a family heirloom of Gu Shitong, and he began to speculate that the Gu family was probably related to the old Longmen tribe.

However, Chu Yang cannot reveal Gu Shitong's identity before he is completely sure of it. If Gu Shitong got the dead soldier's crossbow from someone else, Chu Yang's exposure of his identity soon would only be detrimental to himself.

It's not that Chu Yang is afraid of the Gu family, but if his identity as Long Zi is spread out now, he will be besieged by other forces. Even if he is a martial arts master, he will not be able to resist the combined efforts of those hidden families.

Being besieged by several martial arts masters, just think about it and you will know how difficult it is.

In fact, Gu Shitong also suspected Chu Yang, but in the end he still did not associate Chu Yang with the rumored dead Long Zi. If he hadn't happened to see the dragon-shaped mark on Chu Yang's wrist today, he would never have believed Long Zi. The child is actually still alive and has grown into a great master of martial arts.

Gu Shitong was trembling with fear, this time it was the trembling of his soul, the slave's fear of his master, as if his genes had been engraved in his bones.