In the yard in front of the mourning hall, Qian Junyuan sighed.
"My brother and the others drove out early in the morning. They probably knew you were coming and they were anxious to call for reinforcements."
"It doesn't matter, I want to see how strong this reinforcement is."
Zhou Huayang was calm and composed. Now he has come into contact with many warriors and fought against several masters.
He is as strong as the weird Ji Ping'an, proficient in various boxing techniques, and studied under the martial arts master Shen Tu.
These two are considered to be top-notch figures among the Grandmasters. Even if they were stronger, Zhou Huayang would still have the confidence to compete with each other.
Qian Junyuan became more and more grateful to Zhou Huayang. After being silent for a while, he forced a smile and said, "My father has already booked a box at the Junhao Hotel. It's getting late. Let's go now."
"No, Mr. Qian has just passed away. There is no need to treat me specially. Just have dinner at your house. Just plain vegetable soup. I don't care about that."
Zhou Huayang waved his hands. He knew that Qian Haoyu and the others were afraid of neglecting him.
Just as Qian Junyuan was about to persuade him again, the housekeeper hurried in.
"Bo Si of Weiwu Boxing Gym, Bald Liu of Hehan City, Ning Liu of Lanxess Real Estate... were all at the door, saying they wanted to express their condolences."
The housekeeper was very anxious and read out a long list of names.
Qian Junyuan frowned slightly and said in disgust: "What a bunch of uninvited guests."
These people were not on the Qian family's funeral invitation.
"Do you want them to come in?" As soon as the housekeeper finished asking, a scream came from the intercom.
"Steward Liu, they have already forced their way in! We are not opponents and cannot stop them."
Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of noise from the intercom.
"Huh." Qian Junyuan snorted coldly.
"What should we do, Master?" The butler's face turned pale.
Qian Junyuan waved his hand, "It's okay. Just treat it as a normal guest when you go out. They are not so arrogant as to kill people wantonly."
"Yes." The housekeeper was frightened and walked out.
"These people are the enemies of the Qian family?" Zhou Huayang raised his eyebrows slightly.
"That's right. People like Bald Liu and Bai Si were the second-rate forces in the province more than ten years ago, and they used the results of underground arenas to divide their territory."
"Ten years ago, my grandfather was promoted to Grandmaster and swept through all the major and minor forces in the province. They surrendered and handed over a large area of territory. From then on, the Qian family was respected. Now... I guess he wants to add insult to injury and take back the past. Something.”
Although Qian Junyuan doesn't care much about family affairs, he still knows some old secrets.
Zhou Huayang said thoughtfully, "It seems they will be disappointed today."
If these people had a master, they would have some confidence.
But they didn't, otherwise they wouldn't be so suppressed by the Qian family.
Dealing with these people is easier than dealing with the Grandmaster, so Zhou Huayang will naturally not sit idly by.
Several people came and stood at the door of the mourning hall, waiting for the evil guests to come.
Soon after, the housekeeper timidly led a group of people in.
There were about seven or eight people at the head, some with bald heads and some businessmen in neat suits.
Either elegant and smiling, or ferocious and stern, or expressionless.
The most eye-catching one is a charming woman in the middle with a charming smile, a bright red dress slit up to her thighs, and a cigarette in her mouth.
The burly man hugging her made Zhou Huayang look twice.
The rest are all subordinates, many of whom are warriors with strong internal energy.
The courtyard is vast and can accommodate dozens of people without feeling crowded.
However, the aggressiveness made their attitude clear.
The bodyguards and loyal servants of the Qian family came over one after another, standing around Qian Junyuan, always ready to protect Qian Junyuan.
"My father didn't invite you, right?" Qian Junyuan held his hands, and with Zhou Huayang's support, he didn't need his father to step in to deal with these people.
"Haha, Boss Feng passed away unfortunately. As former subordinates, we should express our condolences. But you, father and son, are a little unkind. Boss Feng didn't even invite us?"
The person who spoke was on the edge. A fat man with a kind smile and a businessman appearance shook his head, looking very disappointed.
"My dear nephew, what do you mean by stopping us? Are you saying you don't welcome us to express condolences?" A bald man with a scorpion tattoo on his forehead touched his head with a ferocious smile, "Are you treating us like outsiders?"
"Of course not." Qian Junyuan waved his hand and motioned for his subordinates to move out of the way, with a smile on his face. "You want to express your condolences. Second Grandpa will be more relieved to know that I am under the spring."
Qian Junyuan's eyes moved away and rested on the woman in the red dress, "You are...Liu Shuangyan."
"Honggu Liu Shuangyan? We haven't crossed paths before, have we? Are you here to express condolences too?" Qian Junyuan frowned slightly, but these people did not wait for the people invited by Qian Guangcai and the others.
Hong Gu Liu Shuangyan only rose to prominence in Xuanhai in the past two years. She only manages seven or eight clubs and bars. She can only be considered a marginal figure in Xuanhai.
He didn't quite understand. Judging from the positions of these people, Bai Si and the others seemed to be led by Liu Shuangyan.
He looked at the man next to Liu Shuangyan suspiciously, but he didn't recognize him.
"Haha, I have admired Senior Qian for a long time. As a junior, I should come to express my condolences." The woman in the red dress puffed out white smoke and smiled slightly.
Zhou Huayang stood with his arms crossed, his eyes swept across Liu Shuangyan, and landed on a burly man holding her slim waist.
Immediately, a smile appeared. Is this big man the source of confidence for these people?
Ever since he learned how to hold his breath, Zhou Huayang didn't show it deliberately, and even the master couldn't detect anything strange about him.
The big man did the same thing. He glanced around briefly and then looked away.
The group of people entered the mourning hall one after another.
"Tiger Pao Quan Lei Zhen, I have met Grandmaster Qian." The big man and Liu Shuangyan bent at ninety degrees, with a very good attitude, and sighed to themselves, "It is really a great regret in life that I could not come to visit you during your lifetime."
"Leizhen? Tiger Cannon Fist?"
Several senior officials of the Qian family, including Qian Junyuan, looked at each other in confusion and had never heard of this person.
Noticing the expressions of Qian Junyuan and others, Lei Zhen smiled half-heartedly, shook his head, and seemed to be feeling something.
Several of their confidants brought two chairs in, less than three meters away from the photo, and placed them against the wall.
Lei Zhen hugged Liu Shuangyan and sat down.
After the bald Liu Zai bowed, he stood on both sides with Bai Si and others, and their priority was immediately clear.
He sneered again and again, "You haven't even heard of 'a tiger cannon hits the master'? The Qian family is really doomed!"
"A tiger cannon to reach the Grandmaster?" Everyone was even more confused.
Qian Junyuan scratched his head, it sounded very powerful.
Some of the Qian family bodyguards were shocked, "Could he be the warrior who used the eight-move Tiger Cannon Fist to block Mr. Qian for eight rounds ten years ago? Mr. Qian cherished his talent and spared that man's life."
Liu Shuangyan glanced at the man and said, "You are quite knowledgeable."
Qian Junyuan's face turned cold, "I don't care whether it's a tiger cannon or a cat cannon. If you have something to talk about, please follow me to the living room and don't disturb my grandpa's purity here."
"Huh?" Lei Zhen opened his eyes, inner energy emerged, and a breath made the atmosphere in the mourning hall dull. Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and several bodyguards quickly stood in front of Qian Junyuan.
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