"Director Wen, something bad has happened. Someone has come in." At the main residence of the Wen family, Wen Baisheng had just laid down when he received a report from his subordinates.
He staggered and broke into a cold sweat, "What did you say? Someone came in? Who?"
"It's the rude man who had a conflict with Second Young Master Wen a few days ago. He's so powerful that he has already reached the backyard and our people can hardly stop him."
The subordinate said in horror.
While he was speaking, he couldn't help but think of A Biao's horrific killing scene in his mind, and he was still frightened.
A Biao is simply too terrifying, like a meat grinder, unstoppable.
The elite members of the Wen family were quite skilled, but in front of the powerful A Biao, they were like paper. They were blown away with a casual punch.
It's simply like killing God when God blocks God, and slaughtering Buddha when Buddha blocks Buddha.
"What? Didn't he leave Licheng? How dare he show up?" Wen Baisheng's heart was filled with turmoil.
After Wang Fan followed Ou Yanteng into the Ou Yan family, he fled back in despair.
Later, when he heard that Ouyan's family had been wiped out, he was so frightened that he couldn't sleep.
If Ou Yan Changhong hadn't arrived in Licheng in time and given him reassurance, he would have run away in fear.
After a week of peace and tranquility, he thought that Wang Fan was dead and A Biao had fled in despair. But he never expected that on this stormy night, A Biao actually came to the door.
"Try your best to stop him, and I'll call Elder Changhong right now!" Wen Baisheng made a quick decision and quickly issued the order.
At this time, fear was completely meaningless. He had to notify Ou Yan Changhong and find a way to stop A Biao.
As long as it is delayed until Ou Yan Changhong arrives, his Wen family can be saved and Wen Baisheng's life can be saved.
"Yes, yes." His subordinates agreed in horror and quickly retreated.
Wen Baisheng quickly put on his clothes, took out his cell phone tremblingly, and dialed Ou Yan Changhong's number.
Ou Yan Changhong and Ye Qiuji had arrived in Licheng three days ago. They did not stay at Wen's house, but at a five-star hotel.
Of course, all expenses will be reimbursed by the Wen family.
Not only that, in order to please the two of them, Wen Baisheng also hired two well-known young models at a high price to serve him personally.
These days, Ou Yan Changhong has been holding his breath in his heart.
He didn't find Wang Fan's body in Shiwandashan, and he didn't get any news about Wang Fan these days.
He felt very depressed.
Although it was rumored that Wang Fan had been seriously injured and died in Shiwanda Mountain, he really couldn't feel at ease when he saw no one alive or dead.
Ou Yan Changhong was holding back his anger and was venting it out with his arms around the young model. Suddenly, he received a call from Wen Baisheng. The harsh ringtone rang, frightening him so much that he staggered and almost stopped moving.
"What's the matter?" Ou Yan Changhong glanced at the caller ID and asked with a somewhat unhappy tone. No matter who it was, they would be unhappy if they were disturbed in this situation.
"Elder Changhong, help me, Wang Fan's companions have killed my Wen family." Wen Baisheng's frightened voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Wang Fan's companion?" Ou Yan Changhong's old face was grim, and murderous intent suddenly burst out in his eyes, "Let your people hold on, I will be there soon."
After he finished speaking, he pushed the young model away, put on his clothes and left the room.
Of course, when leaving, he also called Ye Qiuji in the next room.
Not long after, the two left the hotel and rushed towards Wen's house crazily.
"Wang Fan, I, Ou Yan Changhong, can't kill you, so I will kill your companions! I want to see if you will show up if you are alive!" Ou Yan Changhong made a vicious sound from his mouth.
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At this time, there was already a river of blood, and a large number of Wen family elites fell down in the manor, wailing and screaming.
Thunder resounded, lightning roared, and heavy rain poured down, but it still could not wash away the blood all over the ground.
The strong smell of blood floated in the air, giving people an indescribable depressing atmosphere.
A Biao stands like an iron tower under the rain, letting the raindrops beat on him without being moved.
He looked coldly at Wen Baisheng, who was surrounded by elites behind him, without concealing the murderous intent on his body.
Wang Fan followed Wen Baisheng out of Licheng. Now that Wen Baisheng is back, there is still no news about Wang Fan. A Biao has already put the blame on Wen Baisheng.
Wen Baisheng and the remaining twenty or so bodyguards looked at A Biao who was approaching step by step with horror in their eyes, their eyes also full of shock and fear.
Nearly three hundred elites, the elites that the Wen family spent countless years cultivating, had fallen apart in less than an hour, dead and wounded, and only about twenty people were left.
For the Wen family, this is simply a price like blood.
They looked at the elite members of the Wen family on the ground, looked at the blood all over the ground, and felt that their legs were getting weak.
If you haven't experienced this scene, you can't understand their feelings at all.
That is, despair!
"You, don't come over! I'm telling you, Elder Ou Yan Changhong is on his way here, you'd better retreat quickly. Otherwise, once Elder Ou Yan Changhong comes over, you will definitely die without a burial place!"
Wen Baisheng looked at Wang Fan who was approaching step by step, and while retreating under the protection of more than 20 elites, he shouted at the bottom of his voice.
A Biao faced more than 20 people, but he actually forced them to retreat in fear. The scene was extremely funny.
Wen Baisheng originally didn't want to carry Ou Yan Changhong out. After all, he only needed to hold A Biao back and wait for Ou Yan Changhong to kill him.
A Biao is dead.
But how could he have imagined that all the elite men under his command were dead and Ou Yan Changhong hadn't arrived yet?
In order to save his life, he had no choice but to carry out Ou Yan Changhong and try to scare away A Biao.
"Ou Yan Changhong?" A Biao's eyelids twitched, and his murderous intent became even more intense, "Not to mention Ou Yan Changhong, not even Zhu Lan from the Wrath Fist Sect can save you!"
He said, stepped forward, made a roaring sound, and rushed directly towards Wen Baisheng.
Although A Biao wanted to kill Ou Yan Changhong, he knew that with his innate initial strength, there was no way he could be Ou Yan Changhong's opponent.
He wanted to kill Wen Baisheng and others before Ou Yan Changhong arrived. Otherwise, once Ou Yan Changhong arrived, he would have no chance again.