The speaker was an old man who walked out of the car. His beard and hair were all white, and he was looking at Ouyang Zhengyu coldly.
"You are an unworthy descendant. You have really disgraced our Ouyang family in vain," the old man said, looking like he hated iron.
Ouyang Zhengyu's lips moved, but in the end he did not dare to say a word.
Because the person who came was his grandfather, the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Ouyang family.
"Old He," Mr. Ouyang bowed his hand to Mr. He, and then looked at Shu Xingbei with a smile on his face, "This young talent must be Mr. Shu Xingbei. My surname is Ouyang, and I have met Mr. Shu.
"
Ouyang Zhengyu's mind was buzzing. He really didn't understand why it suddenly turned into the situation before him.
My own grandfather talks and laughs like this to outsiders, but when he looks at me, he looks contemptuous. Is this really my own grandfather?
"No need to be polite. I don't want to talk about what happened before. I want to take Ouyang Zhengyu's life today. What's your attitude?" Shu Xingbei really doesn't want to say more. Will this trick work? Can it?
Can you stop yourself from killing people?
"My attitude? Of course I support it, Zhengyu, why don't you commit suicide and apologize to Mr. Shu?"
Mr. Ouyang's last words completely broke all Ouyang Zhengyu's illusions.
"Grandpa, you actually asked me to commit suicide because of an outsider?" Ouyang Zhengyu's eyes were red with anger, "I am your grandson, your grandson. What is it about you that makes you so confused?
Already?"
Ouyang Zhengyu couldn't understand, and Ding Ao and Li Buhui felt as if they had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. In order to please the enemy, grandpa asked his grandson to commit suicide and apologize. Is there anything more ridiculous than this?
Shu Xingbei was also stunned.
However, his mind was extremely clear and he reacted immediately.
"In that case, let him hurry up."
Ouyang Zhengyu rushed towards the car. He didn't want to stay here anymore. If he stayed here for a moment longer, he would go crazy.
Mr. Ouyang twisted his body, showing a speed that was completely inconsistent with his age. He grabbed Ouyang Zhengyu's back clothes and threw him to the ground. "You still want to run?"
Ouyang Zhengyu frantically climbed up from the ground and rushed towards the soldiers. If he didn't run now, would he really be waiting to die?
The old man is really playing.
Mr. Ouyang hesitated for a moment. After all, Ouyang Zhengyu was his grandson. He glanced at Shu Xingbei and saw Shu Xingbei's eyes were cold, as if he had expected that they were acting.
Old man Ouyang was worried, flew up, and kicked Ouyang Zhengyu hard on the back.
Ouyang Zhengyu was kicked into the air, a mouthful of blood shot out like an arrow, and his body fell to the ground like a broken sack.
"Ha, ha," Ouyang Zhengyu kept laughing miserably. He really didn't understand. Even if he died, he wouldn't be able to figure out what all this was for.
"My grandson, I am a master of martial arts. If I don't satisfy them today, I'm afraid they will kill all our family. For our Ouyang family, grandpa can only do this," Old Ouyang stepped forward and murmured.
As he spoke, his foot landed heavily on Ouyang Zhengyu's back. Everyone present heard a kacha sound, and when they looked at Ouyang Zhengyu, his head tilted, and there was no movement.
Before he died, he heard his grandfather's words clearly, and even heard the helplessness and apology in his words. Ouyang Zhengyu regretted for a while. M.
He understood. But it was too late.
"Mr. Shu, do you have any other requests?" When Mr. Ouyang turned around, he quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. When he faced Shu Xingbei again, his face was filled with smiles again.
"Forget it," Shu Xingbei suddenly lost his interest in revenge. In front of these cunning old guys, he simply couldn't make any further demands.
"Let's go home," Shu Xingbei said softly to the red lady.
"Okay," the red lady looked at the little man with a smile. Since she was captured, she has not been afraid at all. Because she believes that the man she chooses will definitely come to save her. Just like when she was set up by Sang Qingmu
, when he called Tiantian on the Ark, he suddenly appeared and rescued him.
At that time, even Shu Xingbei dared to take action. Let alone today.
If he fails to arrive in time, the worst he can do is commit suicide, and she will not be used as a tool by others to threaten Shu Xingbei.
Fortunately, everything has caught up.
"If Mr. Shu wants to go back, let my granddaughter give you a ride. Having her accompany you will save you a lot of trouble," Mr. He came over and held his granddaughter's arm.
He Qing also looked at Shu Xingbei seriously, "Yes, I will give it to you so that I can atone for my sins. Sister Hong, you are still blaming me."
The red lady looked at Shu Xingbei, then at He Qing, and finally thought of something, nodded slightly, "Okay, then come with us."
He Qing's face lit up with joy. Mr. He also beamed with joy.
Only Shu Xingbei frowned.
He really didn't understand what these people were thinking. After suffering a gunshot wound, as a grandfather, wouldn't the first thing to do be to take his granddaughter back for treatment?
Mr. Ouyang also came over and said apologetically: "Mr. Shu, our Special Attack Club is really sorry this time. Please rest assured that from now on, the Special Attack Club will always be Mr. Shu's friend, a friend who will never betray. If you don't dislike it,
If so, Mr. Shu can take your people and leave the Grass Leaf Island and come to the Special Attack Club. As long as you like it, the position of General Manager of the Special Attack Club is yours."
Shu Xingbei shook his head. "You two stay here, Shu will take his leave."
Mr. He and Mr. Ouyang sent Shu Xingbei and the other three to the dock. Shu Xingbei untied the cable of the speedboat and glanced coldly at Ding Ao not far away, "Ding, go back and burn more incense."
Pray, don’t meet me again.”
Ding Ao's heart skipped a beat. What he was most worried about finally happened. He was obviously hiding behind the crowd.
After the speedboat started, it quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"This time I am quite amused. I have given your Ouyang family one less enemy that can make you sleep and eat uneasily," Mr. He said with a smile.
"Oh, it's so difficult. I lost my grandson, and I don't see him looking good at all," Mr. Ouyang shook his head with a wry smile.
The reason why Mr. Ouyang decided to kill his grandson so decisively was because he had no choice. A martial arts master was too terrifying. If he really wanted to kill generals, the Ouyang family really didn't have enough people to kill him.
Fortunately, Shu Xingbei is not that murderous.
As for whether Shu Xingbei is a martial arts master, Mr. Ouyang has no doubt at all.
Not only did He Lao and him know each other for generations, but they also had an irreconcilable relationship. It was impossible for Mr. He to frame him. Besides, didn't you see that Lao He had pushed his injured granddaughter?
"Go back, the management has made arrangements. Those people will be here soon," Mr. He said, frowning. His He family and Ouyang family were not afraid of Shu Xingbei. A martial arts master,
If you go crazy, it will indeed cause great casualties.
However, this is not the key to the Ouyang family and the He family decisively giving in. The key is that external forces are about to arrive in Chiba Continent, and during this period, internal friction cannot be allowed.
If you exhaust your own strength before the foreign enemies arrive, you will be a slave for generations.
"Yes, let's go back first." Mr. Ouyang and Mr. He walked together and returned to the meeting hall of the Special Attack Society. The upper levels of the He family and the upper levels of the Ouyang family were also informed of everything that happened on the pier in the early morning, and they all took the car
Came over.
Even another reclusive family, the Ma family, arrived with Ma Qiuquan, the leader of the younger generation.
Mr. Ouyang announced the convening of an emergency meeting. He pointed to the seat at the top and asked Mr. He: "Will you sit on it?"
Mr. He waved his hand, "It's better you do it."
Old Ouyang stopped being humble and sat on the main seat, feeling quite uncomfortable. This seat was previously occupied by his grandson Ouyang Zhengyu. Now, he killed Ouyang Zhengyu with his own hands.
"A family cannot be without an owner for a day, and a country cannot be without a king for a day. Ouyang Zhengyu, the general manager of the Special Attack Society, suddenly fell ill and died suddenly. I have an idea here, let Ouyang Qingming be the general manager. Mr. He, what do you think?
"
Mr. He nodded. He, like Mr. Ouyang, is very familiar with the outstanding heirs of the Ouyang family. Ouyang Qingming is Ouyang Zhengyu's cousin. He has outstanding martial arts and is already at the peak of the late second level. In addition, he has a restrained personality, which is better than Ouyang Qingming.
When it comes to Ouyang Zhengyu, it's not bad at all.
"Is the Qingming Festival coming?" Mr. Ouyang asked.
"Here we come," a middle-aged man stood up from the seat below.
"Okay, come here. From today on, the Special Attack Club will be handed over to you. You must be careful and don't make enemies at will. Zhengyu will serve as a warning to you."
Old Man Ouyang's words were obviously inconsistent. It was said before that Ouyang Zhengyu died suddenly due to illness, and now he said that he had provoked foreign enemies. However, no one here dared to point out the flaws in the old man's words.
Only those who are alive have value. Even if they are dead, even if they were once magnificent, what will happen?
"It's time for the management of the Special Attack Society to be rectified. Today, Mr. He and I are here for a rare visit, so let's clean it up thoroughly." When Mr. Ouyang said this, his voice suddenly became stern, "Come here,
First, take down Ding Ao, the manager of the internal affairs department."
"Yes," more than a dozen soldiers rushed out at once and surrounded Ding Ao.
"Take it down," Mr. Ouyang shouted in a deep voice.
Since you want to satisfy Shu Xingbei, then just do things beautifully.
Ding Ao was immediately controlled and cut his hands behind his back, but he looked unconvinced.
"Mr. Ouyang, Mr. He, you can't destroy the Great Wall because of the words of a little thief. I, Ding Ao, have contributed to the Special Attack Society. Aren't you afraid that other meritorious people will feel cold because of this?"