After a few people waited at the door for a while, suddenly, the lights on the road were bright, and dozens of cars drove over and stopped at the Yuan family's villa complex.
"Peng..."
The car door opened, and Han Tianran got out of the car. Behind him were all the apprentices wearing white uniforms. These people totaled hundreds of people, and each of them had a physical body.
They all have true energy fluctuations, and it can be seen that these people are Han Tianran's carefully selected disciples.
"Mr. Yuan, are these people warriors?"
Ajun stared at the people in front of him dumbfounded and asked in disbelief.
"this……"
Yuan Wenye was also a little confused. The fighting power of warriors was unprecedented. They had tried to fight against the Wang family, and they had also tried to find warriors. Unfortunately, after using their connections, they still could not find a suitable candidate. Lin Yi called him.
The strength of so many warriors is enough to shake the world.
"Yes, they are all warriors, but the level of strength is different. However, even so, I think it is more than enough to fight against the warriors of the Wang family."
Lin Yi looked back at the astonished two people and explained.
"Oh my god, there are so many warriors..."
Ah Jun's heart was beating rapidly at this moment, and he was about to jump with joy.
Yuan Wenye was also excited. With so many warriors, let alone one-on-one, even one-on-two, there is still room left, not to mention that they still have Lin Yi to carry the banner. This time, the Wang family is bound to
fell down.
"Mr. Lin, these are the most elite disciples I have personally selected. Although their levels are not very high, they are definitely enough to fight against a mere Wang family."
Han Tianran led everyone to Lin Yi and said loudly.
"Master Han, you have worked hard all the way, please come in."
Lin Yi smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation.
"Mr. Lin, you're welcome. Without you, I, Han Tianran, would not be where I am today."
Han Tianran will never forget that the young man standing in front of him is the real pinnacle of martial arts. If he is not willing, how can the Wang family be his opponent? They can be destroyed in a matter of seconds.
"This is Yuan Wenye, Mr. Yuan, the man behind the Yuan Group in Qingzhou City."
Lin Yi was not polite and pointed at Yuan Wenye and introduced.
"So you are Mr. Yuan, whose name I have admired for a long time..."
Han Tianran immediately put on a respectful attitude, as if meeting old friends.
"Where, where..."
Yuan Wenye also looked flattered.
The Yuan family is stable, but the Song family is facing a huge storm.
Inside the Song family villa, the lights were brightly lit, and countless people were surging, and there was also the sound of the collision of iron tools.
Song Qiang held a long knife in one hand, with a cloth band at the end of the long knife tightly wrapped around his hand.
Today, Song Qiang uncharacteristically took off his suit and put on a light outfit, looking full of energy.
Song Qiang stood on the stage and walked down the stage with a serious expression. In front of him, there was a neat row of people. They were all dressed in the same uniform, holding long knives, and they looked like they were ready to go out to fight and regard death as their own.
"How's it going? Do you have enough manpower?"
Song Zun walked out of the villa. He was also wearing a light outfit. At this moment, Song Zun was like a general. He stood on the general stand and asked slowly, his tone mixed with
It smells of majesty.
"Father, we have gathered together. There are three hundred and twenty people in total. They are all the most elite warriors of my Yuan family. Tonight, we are going to make the Wang family unable to sleep."
Song Qiang bowed deeply to Song Zun with great respect and said.
"Well, very good. These three hundred and twenty people are all my Song family. In today's battle, either the Wang family will die, or my Song family will be destroyed."
Song Zun nodded and took a deep breath.
After he retired, he no longer had such murderous intent. Now, he was forced to do this by an entrepreneur in a city. In just one month, he actually lost countless assets in a row. This is
For him, what is lost is not money, but dignity. How can a veteran lose his dignity like this? Tonight is when his Song family breaks out. No matter whether the final result is a win or a loss, tonight, Qingzhou City
It was a sleepless night after all.
"Father, do we really not contact Wang Guicai and Mr. Yuan? We alone may not be able to resist those warriors."
Song Qiang frowned and asked worriedly.
They have already seen the power of warriors. It is easy to fight one against a hundred. Although there are three hundred elites at the moment, none of them are warriors. Such a rash attack is certainly unexpected, but in the face of absolute power, they can only be defeated.
A crushing situation.
"Forget it, my father is actually ready for today's battle. I just hope that when Mr. Lin comes back, he can avenge us. Mr. Yuan and Wang Guicai don't disturb them. We are alone tonight.
Just go."
Song Zun smiled bitterly, then waved his hand and said.
Sometimes, when a person's violent energy surges up, there is no need for any reason, even if he is killed, he will not hesitate.
"Yes, father..." Hearing this, Song Qiang's eyes added a bit of death, and then he turned around and waved to everyone, "Everyone, get in the car and set off..."
"Buzz..."
Dozens of cars started moving at once and rushed towards the Wang family's villa.
Tonight, no matter who wins or loses, it will be the most chaotic night in Qingzhou City. This night, no one is destined to sleep.
Wang family villa.
Wang Weihong was sitting on a chair, holding a beautiful woman in his arms. He moved his hands up and down the woman's body, causing the woman to scream in surprise, but she was eager to welcome him but also refused.
"Brother..."
Remembering a frustrated voice, Wang Weihong slowly raised his head, suddenly full of anger, and shouted loudly, "Cousin, what happened to your face? Who did it?"
The person who came was none other than Wang Wenlong, who had been violently beaten by Lin Yi. At this moment, his face was covered with gauze and swollen, and his designer shirt was stained red with blood, making him look really embarrassed.
"He is the patron saint of the Yuan family. Mr. Lin is back..."
Wang Wenlong's eyes were full of deep hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said.
"Mr. Lin, Lin Yi, that guy is back?"
When Wang Weihong heard this, his eyes suddenly glazed over. Recalling the time a month ago when Lin Yi made him embarrassed in front of everyone, endless anger burned in his heart.
"Lin Yi, please come and be safe this time. I will definitely let you die without a burial place..."