Wu Bei nodded: "If you want to break the situation, you must transfer the equity to Tang Ziyi and Tang Minghui as soon as possible. Doing so will completely disrupt their plans."
Tang Shilu gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Wu, can you prove that Mingyu is really not my biological child?"
Wu Bei knew that Tang Shilu was still a little suspicious, so he nodded: "It's actually easy to tell whether someone is a biological child. Have you ever heard of blood recognition?"
Tang Shilu was stunned: "Didn't you say that this method is unscientific?"
Wu Bei laughed and said: "The so-called blood recognition in movies and TV dramas is wrong. Call Tang Minghui here, and I will show you what blood recognition means."
Tang Shilu asked the housekeeper to call Tang Minghui.
Tang Minghui didn't know what happened yet. He was in a nervous mood. He walked in cautiously and said, "Dad, are you looking for me?"
Wu Beidao: "Uncle Tang, let me lend you a drop of blood."
With a scratch of his nails, Tang Minghui's right index finger made a gash, and then Wu Bei pinched out a drop of blood. As soon as the drop of blood fell, Wu Bei held it up with his true energy and suspended it in the air.
Then, he took another drop of Tang Shilu's blood, and the two drops of blood were suspended in his palm at the same time, three to five centimeters apart.
At this time, he recited a string of curses in his mouth, and the two drops of blood suddenly moved slightly, and finally slowly rotated faster and faster. After half a minute, they suddenly merged into a drop of blood, and a large amount of blood evaporated instantly.
The water condenses into a blood crystal the size of a rice grain.
He pinched the blood crystal and said, "This is how you recognize your relatives by shedding blood."
Tang Minghui's eyes widened and he said, "Wu Bei, what is this?"
Tang Shilu's eyes shone brightly and he said, "Sir, you are really a god!"
He patted Tang Minghui's shoulder kindly and said, "Minghui, please go down first."
Tang Minghui left in confusion, and soon Tang Mingyu was called over.
Tang Shilu sighed lightly and said to him: "Mingyu, after much thought, I decided to follow the order of the master and call you here. I hope you will be ready to take over the Tang Group."
Tang Mingyu's eyes lit up: "Dad, don't worry, I will take care of the Tang Group!"
While he was talking, he suddenly felt pain in his fingertips. Something cut a small blood vessel, and blood flowed out. A few drops fell to the ground.
He exclaimed, quickly held his hand, stared at Wu Bei angrily, and said, "Master Wu, what are you doing?"
Wu Bei shrugged: "Sorry, I used a flying needle to kill mosquitoes and accidentally hurt you."
Tang Mingyu hummed heavily and said to Tang Shilu: "Dad, I'm going to take care of you and come back later."
As soon as Tang Mingyu left, Wu Bei took a drop of blood from the ground, and then took a drop of Tang Shilu's blood, and continued to use blood to identify relatives.
This time, two drops of blood were also suspended in the air, but they could not come together. When they approached, there was a sudden "pop" sound, and the two drops of blood exploded at the same time, turning into two black smoke and dissipating in the air.
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Tang Shilu: "Mr. Wu, what is this?"
"This means that you are not related by blood, your blood cannot fuse, and you cannot even get close," he said.
Tang Mingyu sighed, took out his mobile phone, made a call, and said: "Lawyer Gu, rush to Yunding Villa as quickly as possible. I want to transfer the equity to my family."
After hanging up the phone, he bowed to Wu Bei sincerely: "Mr. Wu, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness! Tang will definitely be rewarded generously!"
Wu Bei waved his hand: "Zi Yi and I are friends, and we should do these things. You can take a rest, I will guard you here."
At that moment, he stopped talking and sat down quietly, breathing in and out the Tathagata Dharma.
After practicing Qi to become Gang, his breathing method is different from before. Every time he exhales and inhales, he not only practices Qi, but also cultivates his soul.
At this time, he visualized a piece of divine light in the sea of consciousness, shrinking and expanding, which was indescribably wonderful.
As he started practicing, he couldn't feel the change of time. When he opened his eyes again, it was already two hours later.
A middle-aged man, together with Tang Ziyi and Tang Minghui, were called into the room. They wanted to transfer the power of the Tang Group, which required legal procedures.
When Tang Minghui learned about Tang Shilu's plan, he could hardly believe his ears, and Tang Ziyi was also extremely shocked.
Wu Beidao: "As soon as possible."
Then, he sat outside the door. He knew that at this time, Tang Mingyu should have realized that there would be a fierce battle tonight!
Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, Yang Zhenzhu and Tang Mingyu arrived with five masters. These five people did not show up during the day, so Tang Mingyu must have prepared them long ago.
Tang Mingyu stared at Wu Bei coldly: "Master Wu, you'd better get out of the way!"
Wu Bei said calmly: "What if I don't get out of the way?"
"If you don't get out of the way, you will die!" An old man in gray clothes walked out. He looked pale and looked like a zombie, with a cold aura exuding from his body.
"You have such a bad tone!"
A voice rang out, and a person walked out from Wu Bei's side. It was Xu Jifei!
Before Wu Bei meditated, he sent a text message to Xu Jifei, asking him to come as soon as possible. He had already arrived, but he had been hiding in the dark, waiting for the opportunity.
"Bronze Corpse Yan Luo! I've heard for a long time that your Yin Sha great power is strange and strange, and I just want to learn from it!"
This gray-clothed old man's name is Yan Luo. He is a master in the divine realm, known as Bronze Corpse. He possesses great Yin evil power, is powerful and tyrannical, and has a vicious reputation far and wide.
Yan Luo sneered: "Xu Laosan, do you dare to take care of my affairs?"
Xu Jifei smiled "hehe": "I'll take care of it!"
The two stood still, their breaths locked on each other.
At this time, the second man stood up. He was dressed as a Taoist, in his early forties, carrying a sword on his back, and had a long beard.
The aura he exudes is as sharp as a sword and frightening. He should be a master of swordsmanship.
"Wudang, Ye Lengzhu." The Taoist said calmly. He looked at Wu Bei, with murderous intent hidden in his seemingly calm eyes.
"Niubi, do you dare to fight me?"
Another pretty figure walked out from beside Wu Bei. She looked like a high school student. She was so beautiful. It was Hong Ling!
Wu Bei smiled: "You came so quickly?"
Hong Ling smiled and said, "I hurried on as soon as I got the call. You can see that my shoes are worn out."
Wu Bei was speechless for a while: "Who asked you to come here on foot?"
Hong Ling said seriously: "Walk quickly, there is no need to take a detour."
Wu Bei concluded that there would be danger tonight, so while calling Xu Jifei, he also informed Hong Ling. As soon as Hong Ling got the news, she rushed over the mountains and ridges without even getting in a car.
The appearance of Hong Ling made the middle-aged Taoist's eyes shine, and he said: "What a strong sword energy! You are a master of swordsmanship!"
Hong Ling raised her eyebrows: "So you have to be careful!"
Seeing two masters appear one after another behind Wu Bei, Tang Mingyu suddenly became anxious. The script in his mind was not like this.
He waved his hand impatiently: "Come together and kill him!"
The remaining three masters all came to surround Wu Bei. Two of them were masters of practicing Qi to become a gang! One of them was a master of releasing Qi.