That night, Kyoto Base City, Xingwang Community.

Xingwang Community occupies a huge area. In terms of building area, it ranks among the top three in the entire Kyoto base city. It is the headquarters of the Wang family in Kyoto.

In the community, there is a luxurious villa covering an area of ​​nearly 1,000 square meters.

A large number of soldiers in military uniforms were patrolling around. In this community, most of the security forces were ordinary guards wearing black suits. There were only a few places where soldiers were on duty.

However, the number of soldiers around this villa is the largest in the community, far exceeding other places.

Even inside the villa, there are still more than 20 soldiers wearing full sets of firearms, and the security is extremely tight!

Because one of the owners of this villa, 'Qiu Wenjun', is an army officer, and her status in the Kyoto Base City General Military Region is enough to rank among the top ten.

For a woman to reach her current status is enough to illustrate her abilities!

"Why!"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

In the luxurious hall of the villa, Wang Xing'an, dressed in luxurious clothes, was walking back and forth with endless anger in his eyes.

After the banquet, he went to find his grandfather, Wang Junyang, the head of the Wang family.

From Wang Junyang, he received extremely bad news. That is, Wang Xingzhi had successfully returned to the family and became one of the candidates for the family's heir.

He got to where he is now step by step. In addition to the support of his parents, he didn't know how much effort he put in.

But a child who was expelled from his family could be on an equal footing with him just because he became a high-level warrior. How could he be willing to accept this?

What is a high-level warrior?

His bodyguards, his father's bodyguards, his mother's bodyguards... Which one doesn't have a high-level general?

However, Wang Xing'an also knew in his heart that those bodyguards were just outsiders after all. At the critical moment, these people would not fight for the Wang family at all.

If it is the Wang family, as long as they reach the level of high-level warrior, who will not hold great power?

And Wang Xingzhi, who is able to possess the strength of a high-level warrior at the age of 27, can be regarded as the first person among the direct descendants of the Wang family in terms of martial arts talent.

Although there is a young man in the Wang family who is more talented than him, he is not a direct descendant of the Wang family.

"An'er, what's wrong with you?"

A middle-aged couple suddenly walked in outside the villa. The man was wearing an exquisite suit, while the woman was in a military uniform.

When the middle-aged woman saw Wang Xingan's expression was wrong, she asked worriedly.

"Dad, Mom!" Wang Xing'an shouted quickly when he saw the two people coming in.

"Huh!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "What else could it be? Isn't it just that my eldest brother's son came to celebrate his father's birthday this afternoon? How old is he? He can't be calm at all!"

"Your eldest brother?" Qiu Wenjun asked doubtfully, "Wasn't he already expelled from the family by your uncle?"

"Who asked eldest brother to have a good son?" Wang Zihao sighed: "Wang Xingzhi, eldest brother's son, Wenjun, do you still remember him?"

Qiu Wenjun nodded. As the grandson of Wang Xingzhi, she still had some impressions.

Wang Zihao continued: "That child is very talented. Without the help of his family, he has now become a high-level warrior!"

"Senior general?" Qiu Wenjun was a little stunned. "If I remember correctly, the child is only twenty-seven years old this year, right? He is here today to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan?"

Wang Zihao nodded.

"What about An'er?"

Qiu Wenjun had been married to the Wang family for decades, so he naturally understood all the rules of the Wang family and directly asked Wang Xing'an the question he wanted to ask the most.

"What else can we do? Practice hard!" Wang Zihao said helplessly: "As long as An'er's strength can catch up with him, even if it's just a little bit worse, with the power of you and me, An'er will be enough to become the first heir of the Wang family.

!”

"But..." Qiu Wenjun sighed and said, "This won't work, there is no hope at all!"

She knew Wang Xing'an's talent for cultivation very well. Over the years, the couple had consumed a lot of resources, and they had only just improved Wang Xing'an's physical fitness to that of a junior warrior. As for his actual combat power, it was even weaker.

Very.

"Dad!" Wang Xing'an also shouted from the side. He didn't want to spend the rest of his life practicing cultivation.

Wang Zihao naturally knew what kind of person his son was, and what he said before was just to provoke him.

Seeing that his son was not the material for cultivation at all, Wang Zihao said slowly: "If this doesn't work, then there is only one way!"

"What can we do?" Qiu Wenjun and Wang Xing'an, mother and son, asked at the same time.

Wang Zihao remained silent.

"Ah Hao, what can we do?" Qiu Wenjun asked.

Wang Zihao remained silent.

"I want him dead!"

After being silent for a while, Wang Xing'an on the side suddenly said: "As long as Wang Xingzhi dies, he will not be able to argue with me! Yes, that's it! Dad, what do you think?"

Wang Xing'an could become one of the leaders of the younger generation of the Wang family, so naturally he would not be a waste of money. Soon, he thought of the only way his father had said.

"Why!"

Wang Zihao sighed, acquiescing to Wang Xingan's statement.

He had a relatively good relationship with his eldest brother when he was a child, but now he wanted to kill his eldest brother's only son. For a while, he felt a little unbearable.

However, in order to make his son the heir of the royal family, he didn't care so much anymore.

"Dad, Mom, I'll arrange for someone to kill him right now!" Wang Xing'an said with a sinister look on his face.

"You are looking for someone to kill him? Idiot!" Wang Zihao reprimanded: "If you don't tell me whether you can kill him, even if you kill him, how can you fight for the position of heir if someone finds out?

Moreover, what do I usually teach you? 'Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles.' Now that Wang Zhi has the strength of a high-level warrior, and has joined the top three phantom teams in Jiangnan Base City, are you looking for someone to kill him?

who?"

"What should we do?" Wang Xing'an said eagerly.

"Yes, Ah Hao! Isn't An'er anxious?" Qiu Wenjun also advised: "If you have any idea, just tell me quickly!"

"I really can't bear to kill my eldest brother's only son!" Wang Zihao sighed.

"Okay!" Qiu Wenjun suddenly said: "There are just us, mother and son, what are you talking about? If you really didn't plan to take action, would you send someone to investigate him?"

"You...sigh!" Wang Zihao said helplessly: "If you want to kill Xingzhi, the only way is to offer a reward!"

"Looking for mercenaries?" Wang Xingan was surprised.

After the Great Nirvana, a large number of mercenary organizations appeared in the world.

As long as they have money, they will do anything. There are even many base cities that recruit mercenaries to defend against monster attacks.

When a mercenary posts a task, the reward amount is determined by the other party, and the asking price is usually very high.

"Dad, the price will be very, very high!" Wang Xing'an couldn't help but said.

"Humph! What's the point of a high price?" Wang Zihao said: "Only in this way can we keep it absolutely confidential! Your mother and I still have a little savings, which should be enough!"

If you want to keep it secret, you must not touch the apparent property in your home.

Fortunately, both of them hold important positions and have accumulated a lot of gray income over the years.

…

Soon, Wang Zihao found an unnamed phone card and dialed the bounty number of a mercenary organization called the "Flaming Legion".

"I want to offer a reward!" Wang Zihao said directly after the call was connected.

"Please speak!" came a woman's voice from the other side.

"I want to kill a general-level warrior in Jiangnan Base City, 'Blood Knife' Wang Zhi!"

There was no emotion in Wang Zihao's voice, while Qiu Wenjun and Wang Xing'an also stood aside, not daring to disturb him.

"Okay, please wait a moment, we need to calculate the bounty here."

kill?

Even if it kills a God-of-War-level warrior, the 'Fire Legion' still dares to take it on.

As long as you can afford enough!

Wang Zihao waited quietly.

After a while, a woman's voice came from the phone: "According to reports, 'Blood Knife' Wang Zhi has now reached the level of a high-level warrior. To kill him anonymously, it will cost 30 billion!"

"Thirty billion???" Wang Zihao's voice changed, "Why is it so high? Then Wang Zhi is just a warrior who has just broken through to a high-level warrior, so just one person needs 30 billion? What kind of killer needs

Such a price?”

"Sir, please don't get excited!"

The woman on the other side of the phone said softly: "Our Flame Legion has extremely strict regulations on pricing. To kill ordinary high-level warriors, our price is usually around 10 billion.

However, this 'Blood Knife' Wang Zhi, just today, has become a member of the Wang family, one of the nine core families of the HR Alliance. Therefore, we need a confidentiality fee of 10 billion. Of course, if you are willing to reveal yourself

Identity, we can subtract this 10 billion."

Just kidding, if his identity could be revealed, why would he find mercenaries?

"What about the remaining 10 billion?" Wang Zihao continued to ask.

"Wang Zhi is a member of the Phantom Team. If we want to kill the opponent, we will most likely have to face all the members of the Phantom Team. The captain of the Phantom Team is a high-level warrior-level mentalist, so we need to add 100

100 million!"

After hearing this, Wang Zihao gritted his teeth slightly.

Flame Legion, the price cannot be repaid.

However, if 30 billion is taken out, even he will have to break his muscles and bones.

"Okay!" Wang Zihao finally agreed for the sake of his son, "Hurry up and solve the problem as soon as possible."

"Please transfer the bounty to our Flame Legion's exclusive account!" The woman's voice on the phone was still calm.

Wang Zihao quickly used another mobile phone to transfer 30 billion from the anonymous account to the Flame Legion's account. The Flame Legion family has a great business, and he is not afraid of the other party's default.

"Sir, happy transaction." The woman smiled and said: "We will arrange a suitable killer immediately. As soon as the target appears in the wilderness area, the killer will take action immediately!"

After saying that, the phone was hung up.
Chapter completed!