"Who are you?" Outside the door, Jiang Shengtian held a sharp boning knife tightly in one hand while breathing heavily.
There was a blood-red wound on his right arm, and the blood was still dripping down.
"Fuck," Lin Feng was unconvinced. He resisted desperately for a while, and then he was kicked to the ground, and a shiny black barrel was pressed against his forehead.
"Pah, pah..." A burst of applause came suddenly, which seemed very loud in the empty tenth floor.
"Okay, very good..." A group of people slowly walked in from the door. In front of them was a young man with a tall nose, thin lips, and a faint smile on his lips.
Following closely behind him was a middle-aged man, with a pair of thick eyebrows on his straight and fair face. The eyebrows were as black and thick as two burnt brooms, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
Moving a pair of shrewd and gleaming eyes.
Next to the young man accompanying him, there was a short, fat middle-aged man, wearing a neat team uniform. Behind him, followed a group of tough men in military uniforms, each holding a steel gun and fully armed with evil spirits.
"The team... doesn't look like that." Yu Beichuan was considered a half-military fan, and he was well aware of the uniforms and equipment of various teams in the sea, land and air.
The group of people who came in, judging from their aura and standard military postures and movements, clearly have various characteristics of the team.
"Team Special..." Yu Beichuan was shocked. Yu Beichuan was unsure about this, but it was definitely this group of people who had plotted against him just now.
If it were a regular team, based on their past practices, they would definitely not behave in such a rough manner.
"You all, put down your guns, don't do this, you will scare our distinguished guests..." The young man shouted softly, with a warm smile on his face.
"Yes, Third Young Master!" The team member who was holding a gun and pointing it at Lin Feng put down his gun and ordered and prohibited him, but he then followed the flow and kicked Lin Feng hard with his right foot.
"Ah, you Mad..." Lin Feng shouted back and said something harshly, and he rolled away.
Yu Beichuan's eyes turned cold, "It's not the team, what he is ready to express in his heart is the family's private power..."
Lin Fengren was very clever. He rolled and crawled and hid behind Yu Beichuan's body. "This position should be the safest." He was thinking in his heart.
"Boss," Jiang Shengtian also hurried over and returned to Yubeichuan's side. He held the boning knife in his hand, his eyes were wide open and he did not let down his guard, still in a defensive posture.
"Boss, there is an evolver in their group in the dark." Jiang Shengtian lowered his voice. The injury on his arm was caused by a gravel, otherwise the opponent would have been suppressed by him long ago.
"Evolver?" Yu Beichuan's expression changed, he really appeared, and his expression returned to normal immediately.
The middle-aged man with a fair face took two steps at a trot, stepped forward, pointed at Yubeichuan and the others, and shouted sternly, "The third young master of the Huang family in the main city, you bunch of bitches... why don't you come over and salute!"
"Damn it, people from the main city," Zhang Jiade didn't dare to say anything. Before the end of the world, almost all the families called the main city were powerful nobles.
"Well, slave, don't be like this," the young man said, pretending to be profound, and raised his head, looking very natural, as if he wanted everyone to see him clearly.
"The Huang family in the main city..." Yu Beichuan looked at that face, it looked like, it really looked like it, no, it was, it must be
For them, a dusty memory was opened...
"Xiaochuan, what happened is in the past. There is no resurrection after death, and your parents don't want to see you like this." A young man who looked like Yu Beichuan persuaded in a low voice.
This is Yu Beichuan's uncle, Yu Ming, who rushed back from the Qilin team in the main city on the day of the cremation after Yu Beichuan's parents had an accident.
"Mom, Dad, I..." Yu Beichuan cried softly. Losing a parent at a young age is a great sorrow in the world.
"Xiaochuan, you are already ten years old and a young man. Why don't you go back to the team with your uncle in the future?" Yu Ming was very caring and carefully advised Yu Beichuan, who was only ten years old.
For many years, he has always had his eldest brother take care of him. Even when he got into serious trouble when he was young, his brother and sister-in-law tried their best to help him deal with it, and finally the danger was averted.
Yu Beichuan is the only bloodline of his eldest brother, so Yu Ming naturally takes the responsibility on himself.
"Uncle, I don't want to cry, but the tears flowed by themselves..." The young Yu Beichuan wiped away his tears and said while twitching that he really didn't know what to do after losing his parents.
"It's okay. Just cry loudly and you'll be fine after you finish crying..." Yu Ming stroked Yu Beichuan's little head lovingly.
With a "Boom..." sound, the door of the room suddenly fell down, and Yu Beichuan was so frightened that he ran behind his uncle.
"Who?" Yu Ming shouted, took a step forward, and opened his arms to protect Yu Beichuan behind him.
"Haha, brother Yu Ming, you still look good after not seeing him for many days." The person who came to the door stepped on the collapsed door and laughed crazily. Uninformed people thought they were old friends.
This man's face when he was young looked quite similar to the Third Young Master in front of him. It was not a resemblance, but it was almost carved from the same template.
Hearing the sound, Yu Ming clenched his fists tightly with all his veins exposed, and then he helplessly let go of his hands.
Two masked men in black appeared from behind the person, trapping Yu Ming's uncle and nephew in a surrounding pattern. Yu Ming's eyes flashed, "A master, he is definitely a master!"
"My wise brother came to visit from afar, and my foolish brother burst into tears of gratitude," Yu Ming prepared himself with a kind smile on his face, but he did not dare to relax his hands at all.
"Haha, it is said that brother Yu Ming is a master in the Qilin team in the main city. I have always admired him very much. Today, I met two people who are skilled in this art. After a conversation, I regretted seeing each other so late. They asked again and again, and I hereby bring them to our door.
Let’s learn from each other and make progress together for my brother.”
Before the visitor finished speaking, "Come on..." A masked man in black pointed at Yu Ming, muttered, and moved forward. His movements were as fast as lightning. The other masked man in black did not make a move.
Just a cold glance from the sidelines.
Time passed in a blink of an eye, and after dozens of rounds, the two of them fought to a close, evenly matched.
"Okay, stop clicking," Yu Ming took a step back, protecting Yu Beichuan behind him, and took out a contract from his arms.
The person who came had an ugly face and was about to wave to another man in black. Yu Ming already understood what he meant and immediately took the lead.
"Haha, brother Xian is nervous. Brother Yu is now dedicating the ancestral land of the Yu family in the main city. Brother Yu will sign the contract immediately. Why bother to go to war? Otherwise, brother Yu will be unhappy. If he doesn't sign, the Huang family will be ruined.
Right." Yu Ming took a step back, pointed to the bright fire in the corner of the house, and started laughing.
"Oh, I have heard for a long time that Brother Yu is knowledgeable and courteous, and it is true that he is unreasonable and righteous. As a younger brother, I can only accept the disrespect." The young man Huang Xing waved.
After waving their hands, the two masked men in black quietly retreated without saying a word.
"Uncle, don't give it to him..." Yu Beichuan stepped out and angrily tried to grab the contract.
"The good nephew's blood will not change even when he is dead. A tiger father has no dog sons, and a tiger father has no dog sons." The young man with yellow nature chuckled and his face changed quietly.
"Brother Huang, I'm a kid. I'm young and ignorant. Why should Brother Huang be offended..." Yu Ming twisted his face, but still smiled.
"Yubichuan, go back!" Yu Ming turned his head and scolded Yubeichuan.
"Uncle, we..."
"Go back!"
Yu Ming waved his hand, bit his finger, pressed his fingerprints, and handed over the contract in his hand, with a faint look of reluctance on his face.
When a tiger falls and is bullied by a dog, at this moment, the only way to save his life is by taking this last step. He understands this truth.
"Brother Yu, thank you!" Young Huang Xing took the contract in his hand and politely exited the door.
"It should, it should," Yu Ming said haha, dealing with it cautiously.
"Oh, Brother Yu, I'm busy with my affairs. We'll talk to you another day. Let's say goodbye."
"You're welcome, my dear brother, you're welcome." Yu Ming took a step back without leaving a trace, pricked up his ears and listened carefully. A burst of car roar sounded downstairs.
"Uncle?" Yu Beichuan asked curiously without understanding.
"Shh..." Yu Ming put his middle finger to his lips and made a quiet gesture.
For a moment, Yu Ming felt calm. He picked up Yu Beichuan and immediately flew down and out of the villa. He did not explain and did not dare to look back. He immediately ran away into the vast darkness.
In less than two minutes, a ball of sparks appeared in the ancestral home of the Yu family's century-old villa. With a "boom...", in a blazing red light, the entire Yu family's ancestral home was reduced to nothing...
Half a month later, at the boundary of S city, Yu Ming held Yu Beichuan's hand, looking calm.
"Xiaochuan, uncle has no skills. From now on you will be a man. Remember your name is Yu Beichuan. One day..." Yu Ming looked seriously and whispered.
"Uncle, I..." The young Yu Beichuan burst into tears, not knowing how to go about the future.
"Remember, before you have any strength, forget about the Yu family, forget about me, and just be an ordinary person..."
"Uncle, you..." Yu Beichuan burst into tears, maybe he would never have the chance to see him again.
Yu Ming is quite capable. After escaping from the main city, he used some means to tamper with and cancel all the household registration information of the two people. He arranged an inconspicuous new identity for Yu Beichuan.
Yu Ming held a bottle of colorless liquid in his hand, and suddenly poured it into his hand. There was a "sizzling" sound, a puff of light smoke floated up, and then there was a smell of burnt meat.
"I..." Yu Ming gritted his teeth, and then wiped the liquid on his face. He let out a miserable roar of pain. He covered his face and turned around, never looking back.
"Uncle, you stay..." Yu Beichuan knew in his heart what his uncle wanted to do, but he was unable to stop it and could only watch helplessly.
"I..." Yu Beichuan looked at Yu Ming's back as he walked farther and farther away, and tears rolled down his cheeks.
What he didn't know was that one day a few months later, an extremely ugly young servant was admitted to the outskirts of the Huang family in the main city...