A few minutes later, the family call was answered.
"I'm Han Song...give the phone...to grandpa..." Han Song said tremblingly while holding the phone.
Soon, Grandpa Hanwu Cheche's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Song'er, what's the sudden call??"
Since Wu Che of the Han Dynasty abdicated, he no longer interfered with martial arts matters, and left all martial arts matters to his grandson Han Song.
Song Qing of the Han Dynasty was better than his master. He had a strong talent for dancing and military area management, and he managed the Han Kingdom war area in an orderly manner.
So the old man doesn't need to worry.
Song'er usually handles everything by herself without asking the elderly for instructions. Today she suddenly called her family? Is this a bit strange?
"Grandpa... I... I was detained by the Dragon King... He... He threatened to ask me to compensate for the losses... before he would let me go... Please help me, Grandpa..." Han Song's voice trembled, and he spoke to the phone
The head asked for help!
On the other end of the phone, old man Han Wuche was completely stunned??
My grandson is now the God of the First District! He is worth more than a million people! He is ranked among the four-star Gods of War!
Looking at the entire Great Xia, no one dared to touch a hair of his grandson.
But at this moment, the grandson suddenly called for help???and was detained by the Dragon King??
On the other end of the phone, Grandpa Han Wuche's voice was cold and hoarse, and he said slowly, "What's going on? Why were you detained by Dragon King Nasi??"
Han Song informed the grandfather on the phone about the cause of the matter.
On the other end of the phone, grandfather Han Wuche heard his grandson's words and looked completely shocked and in disbelief??
So many war zone alliances took action, but they couldn't defeat Chen Xiu? And several war gods were killed? At this time, even his own grandson was captured? Is Chen Xiu ignoring the heavenly punishment treaty?
"Give him the phone!" Grandpa Han Wuche shouted in a cold voice on the phone.
Han Song could only tremble and handed the phone to Chen Xiu.
Chen Xiu held a cigarette in his mouth, took the phone and put it to his ear.
"I am the God of War family, the head of the Han family, Han Wuche! Chen Xiu, you dare to arrest my grandson? Do you know the consequences of offending my Han family?!" Han Wuche's hoarse and old voice came from the other end of the phone.
That voice was filled with endless anger!
"Oh? Han Wu Che... Hehe, where is the rumored five-star old God of War... Hehe, he is indeed very bluffing." Chen Xiu held the phone with a cold curve in his mouth, "I don't know what the consequences will be if I offend your Han family.
I know, but you should know what the consequences will be for your grandson if your Han family doesn't separate the property and compensate you."
Chen Xiu naturally recognized the old head of the Han family.
Decades ago, this Han Wu Che... was also the super god of war who dominated Daxia. He was ranked among the five stars!
The God of War has been passed down to the Han family since thousands of years ago. The position of the God of War has been passed down from the ancestor of the Han family thousands of years ago until today.
It was passed down to the twelfth generation of descendants, the Han and Song dynasties.
On the other end of the phone, the old man Han Wuche asked in a cold voice, "What compensation do you want?"
Chen Xiu spoke calmly and said calmly, "One trillion ransom can be used to redeem your precious grandson."
Brush~! As soon as he said this, on the other end of the phone... Han Wuche was completely silent! The single man heard his rapid and angry breathing!
One...one trillion?!
Han Wuche was completely furious!
"Chen Xiu...! Are you daydreaming?!" Han Wuche's voice was filled with anger! One trillion?! How the hell is this possible!
Although his Han family is a super war god family that has been passed down for thousands of years.
But counting the entire Han family's wealth, it only amounts to a mere trillion.
But this Chen Xiu just said one trillion?! This is tantamount to destroying his Han family!
How could the Han family agree to this condition?!
Chen Xiu held the phone and said calmly, "One trillion, in exchange for your grandson's life, is a good deal, isn't it? Do you think your grandson's life is not worth this trillion? My patience is limited, and now the price has been increased.
Fifty hundred billion, in exchange for your grandson's life."
Chen Xiu immediately raised the price and added another 500 billion ransom.
On the other end of the phone, Han Wuche's voice was cold and angry, "Are you kidding?! Chen Xiu! I'm not in the mood to play around with you! Release my grandson immediately! My Han family can agree, as long as you release my grandson,
From now on, our Han family will no longer join forces with other war zones to hunt you down. Our Han family is willing to withdraw from the dispute."
Han Wuche said coldly.
He thought that the reason why Chen Xiu mentioned such a sky-high ransom price was just to negotiate with the Han family to increase his bargaining chips.
But Chen Xiu held the phone and smiled, "Oh? Do you think I'm joking with you?"
Chen Xiu said and directly switched the phone to video call status.
Suddenly, an old man with silver hair appeared on the phone screen.
The old man was sitting on an imperial chair, staring at his mobile phone with cold eyes.
This person is Wu Che of the Han Dynasty.
Chen Xiu also broadcast live footage of the scene to Han Wuche through his mobile phone camera.
When he saw his grandson kneeling on the ground, his face covered in blood and trembling, Han Wuche's expression suddenly condensed, with endless murderous intent.
"Chen... Xiu...! How dare you make me, a member of the Han family, kneel down?!" During the video call, Han Wuche's face was completely ferocious and angry!
His Han family has been inherited for thousands of years, and has been inherited by the God of War in every generation! His bloodline is noble, even surpassing that of ordinary royal families!
But at this time, Chen Xiu, a bastard, dared to let his bloodline of the Han family kneel down?
This is simply a disgrace!
"A ransom of 1.5 trillion. Pay the money with one hand and your life with the other. If you don't pay the ransom, I dare to kill him." Chen Xiu threatened in a calm tone.
During the video call, Han Wuche’s voice was ferocious and cold.
, "If you dare to touch my grandson, my Han family's thousand-year heritage power will use all its strength to hunt you to death! Have you ever thought about the consequences?! Dragon King, you can't afford the consequences of offending my Han family!"
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Wu Che of the Han Dynasty tried to use the intimidation of the Han family to get Chen Xiu to release him.
But this time Han Wuche... was destined to guess wrong.
"Oh, really?" Chen Xiu held the phone, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth. He suddenly stepped forward, raised his right hand, and the pagoda dagger was suddenly in his hand.
The sharp handle of the dagger hit Han Song's neck hard, and it only took one force to cut Han Song's neck open!
"Now the ransom has risen to two trillion, Old War God Han, you have to think carefully, do you want your grandson's life or money?"
Chen Xiu said in a cold voice.
At this moment, all the soldiers in the Han battlefield were frightened. Everyone collapsed and trembled, and they did not dare to step forward.
During the video call on his mobile phone, Han Wuche’s old pupils also suddenly condensed?!
"Chen Xiu... let go of my grandson immediately! Otherwise, my Han family will use all its thousand-year inheritance power... to destroy you too! You can't bear the anger of my Han family!" In the video, Wu Che of the Han Dynasty threatened with cold anger.
road!
After all, Han Wuche is in a high position. As a five-star war god, he never accepts being threatened. What's more, he is still a young man in his twenties?
Han Wuche was still using a condescending tone and threatening Chen Xiu to release him.
Chen Xiu heard this and smiled coldly, "It seems that your Han family does not intend to pay the ransom? Well, in that case, your grandfather and grandson can say goodbye forever."
When Chen Xiu finished speaking, his right hand holding the dagger suddenly twirled!
"No... uh..." Han Song fell to his knees, his pupils shrunk, and he begged for mercy in fear... But just halfway through his words, he couldn't make a sound.
"Pfft!" Because Chen Xiu's pagoda dagger... had severely cut open his neck and trachea!
"Uh..." Han Song's voice trembled, and blood spurted out crazily from his neck.