At this time, Ye Huchen and the four of them had just finished eating together at Ye's Yingkexuan, and Ye Huchen personally sent the three of them out.
Liu Yuting answered a call and said to the three of them: "Wan Zhenshan from Miao Province is here. It is said that he is clamoring to prevent Chu Tianshu from seeing the sun tomorrow morning."
Lin Lingxian looked at Ye Huchen and asked, "Mr. Ye, what should I do?
Do we need to give Chu Tianshu a helping hand?"
Liu Yuting and Ren Zhengji also looked at Ye Huchen, as if he was the leader.
Ye Huchen shook his head: "That kid won't sit still and wait to die."
Ren Zhengji said: "He asked Changfeng to find a lot of weird things today, and he doesn't know what they are used for."
Lin Lingxian said: "He also asked the Lin family to find something for him through Wen Ruyu."
Liu Yuting patted his forehead: "As soon as you mentioned it, I remembered that our family Ruyan also went to the warehouse to get some things, saying that the boy wanted them."
Ren Zhengji looked thoughtful: "What on earth is he going to do?"
Ye Huchen said with great interest: "I'm a little curious about what trouble that boy will cause."
"I don't know what's going on."
Liu Yuting curled his lips and said, "But it must be very lively."
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Hongyun Building.
The main part of the building has been completed, and even the lower floors have been finely decorated.
However, the boss gave up his investment in Beidu for various reasons, so he put it up for auction with the Shen family.
Today's Hongyun Building is no longer as quiet as before.
The decorated floors below are filled with men and women wearing Miao ethnic costumes.
It is those people from Wanjia.
Most of them live in the mountains all year round. Although they can't stand the constraints and don't want to stay in hotels, they still find the high-rise buildings in the city very strange.
Even if the building has been renovated with only the lower floors, it is not something they can occupy with just over a hundred people.
Even if there is one room per person, and there is another room to store the poisons they raise, there will still be room left.
At this time, many people released their poison and slipped on the smooth floor.
At this time, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in their ears.
A group of men and women put away their poisons and quickly gathered in the direction where the whistle came from.
That was their whistle from thousands of miles away, calling the clansmen to assemble.
In a room filled with expensive furniture, the middle-aged beautiful woman Shan Cigu, who drove a group of snakes to attack Qiao Shiyuan and others during the day, was lying upright on the bed.
Her eyes were dull and she no longer had the strength to scream.
Only her body twitching from time to time showed that she was still alive.
Beside the bed, stood a tall man.
He has a Chinese character face, is also wearing the ethnic costume of Miao Province, has a blue scarf on his head, and has a gray beard. He looks to be about fifty years old.
This man is none other than Wan Zhenshan, the head of the Wan family, the largest wealthy family in Wanli Mountain in Miao Province.
Seeing the pitiful appearance of the mountain mushroom in front of him, Wan Zhenshan's face was gloomy as if water was dripping from his eyes.
After arriving in Beidu today, he has been treating Shanzi mushrooms, but he has tried every method to relieve the itching of Shanzi mushrooms.
In desperation, he had no choice but to tap the acupuncture points of the Shanzi mushroom again.
If you let Shanzigu continue to scratch, she will probably be able to scratch her entire stomach.
Wan Zhenshan gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice: "Mr. Tan."
A skinny man leaned forward from outside and said, "Master."
Wan Zhenshan said in a deep voice: "Have everyone gathered?"
Tan Gong said: "Everything is ready and ready to go at any time."
Wan Zhenshan nodded, leaned over and grabbed Shan Cigu's hand: "Agu, don't worry, I will definitely avenge this revenge for you."
Shan Cigu's eyes flickered slightly, and his lips moved several times, but he couldn't make any sound.
"Take good care of Agu."
Wan Zhenshan warned a middle-aged woman standing aside, then turned and walked out.
Mr. Tan followed, gritted his teeth and said, "Master, I want to ask you something."
Wan Zhenshan said: "You say."
Tan Gong said: "I want to kill the man named Chu in a while to avenge the old woman."
"good."
Wan Zhenshan nodded and said: "We will capture that kid soon, and I will give you this opportunity to let Tan Po rest her eyes under the Nine Springs."
Mr. Tan bowed his head deeply to the ground: "Thank you, sir."
At this time, a shrill scream suddenly came from the end of the corridor.
A sharp look flashed in Mr. Tan's eyes: "Is someone coming to kill you?"
Wan Zhenshan sneered repeatedly: "No matter who they are, let them come and go..."
Before he finished speaking, wailing could be heard one after another in the corridor.
"Ghost... there is a ghost..."
"Help, there is a ghost here..."
Wan Zhenshan and Tan Gong looked at each other, unable to hide the surprise in their eyes.
They have always been the ones to scare others. When did someone scare them thousands of miles away like this?
Wan Zhenshan snorted coldly and shouted sternly: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?
Come out."
"Come out...come out..."
The sound echoed continuously in the empty space.
No one responded, only screams and exclamations and wails sounded one after another.
Wan Zhenshan frowned and quickly moved towards the direction where the scream came from.
Mr. Tan quickly followed him.
Before they could rush over, the screams gradually disappeared.
There was silence all around.
The moods of Wan Zhenshan and Tan Gong became solemn.
When they arrived at the hall where their men were gathered, they were stunned.
I saw that all of the more than a hundred subordinates who had been fine just now were dead.
The ground was littered with corpses, and blood flowed into rivers.
The most shocking thing is that none of the male corpses are complete, and many of them were directly torn in half.
Those who were not torn in half were missing arms and legs, which was too horrible to look at.
In comparison, women who just had their necks wiped made people feel that they were very lucky.
Wan Zhenshan's eyes were about to burst and he shouted sternly: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?
Come out."
Tan Gong pulled out a sharp full-moon scimitar from his waist and shouted angrily: "Rat, get out of here."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Groups of black shadows suddenly surrounded them.
Wan Zhenshan and Tan Gong had never seen such a strange situation before, and they were both stunned.
Seeing those black figures rushing towards them, the two of them reacted.
Tan Gong waved the scimitar in his hand, and streams of energy came out from the blade.
The energy struck in front of those black figures and passed directly through them without causing any harm to those black figures.
Those black shadows are not entities in the first place, so how can ordinary attacks work.
Seeing that his attack was ineffective, a flash of panic suddenly flashed in Tan Gong's eyes. At the same time, he also understood why more than a hundred people died in a short time.
Several black shadows floated forward and grabbed Tan Gong's limbs.
Tan Gong's feet instantly lifted off the ground and were lifted into the air by the black shadow.