Zhao Qianye's attack was fierce and he quickly captured a ninth-grade master.
This guy should be the most powerful person in the Murong family now.
"Tell me, where did Murong Chuixue hide my son?"
"No, I don't know. Please spare my life, don't kill me..."
The master knelt on the ground.
"If you don't want to say yes, then go die..."
Zhao Qianye raised his sword and killed one of them, then continued to rush forward.
At this time, Yang Huoshan led his men in formation and surrounded a large group of Murong family members.
Although the people left behind by the Murong family were not very powerful, Yang Huoshan would still suffer in a single fight, so he could only use formations to trap these guys to death and tire them out.
Zhao Shu was equally powerful. He led a group of Zhao elders to charge forward. While killing his opponents, he also carefully searched every house, interrogated those he caught, and searched for the whereabouts of the young master.
Just when most of the Murong family was captured, Zhu Bingfan appeared.
"Hey, everyone, stop for a moment. We have your young master in our hands. If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude."
Zhu Bingfan shouted at the people present at the top of his lungs.
Hearing this, everyone gathered around in shock, and those from the Murong family also took the opportunity to retreat.
Zhao Qianye and Su Hong had just killed several masters of the Murong family, and when they heard the sound coming here, they hurried over as fast as they could.
"Are you from the Zhu family?"
Zhao Qianye recognized him at a glance.
Although I had only met him once, his memory was extraordinary, and on a night like this, I recognized him at a glance.
Zhu Bingfan immediately trembled. He thought that since there was no Zhu family here, he would not be recognized. He also planned to sneak back to the Zhu family after finishing the work, but now it was all over.
Zhu Bingfan had no way out, so he was even less afraid.
"Yes, I am Zhu Bingfan, Zhao Qianye. It was you who killed the head of our Zhu family and brought the Zhu family to decline, so I will not let you go..."
In order to make his betrayal more grandiose, Zhu Bingfan even made such a big statement.
"Zhu Bingfan, you spy, it turns out you were the one who told the Murong family the news, but today, you are dead..."
Zhao Qianye's teeth were itching. He had long suspected that the sudden departure of the Murong family masters was because the missing Zhu Bingfan leaked the secret, but there was no evidence. Now it was finally confirmed.
"Zhao Qianye, I'm afraid the person who is going to die today is you..."
Zhu Bingfan smiled sinisterly, then pointed at a warrior behind him and said:
"Did you see the little baby he was holding in his arms? He doesn't want it anymore. If you dare to mess around, we will kill him immediately. It's so pitiful that such a little baby was captured right after it was born.
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Zhao Qianye looked into the distance and found a warrior holding a little baby.
At this time, his fists were clenched, his teeth were clenched, and blood flowed from his lips.
"Zhu Bingfan, give you one last chance and release him immediately, otherwise I will make your life worse than death..."
Zhao Qianye roared.
Zhu Bingfan could not help but tremble, but he did not agree.
Because even if he agreed, the Murong family would not be able to release him.
Zhao Qianye overestimated him and thought Zhu Bingfan could make the decision, but in fact he was just a puppet.
"Zhao Qianye, you are not qualified to bargain with me now. I order you to immediately ask your people to put down their weapons and kneel on the ground to surrender. Otherwise, the little baby will be killed immediately..."
"How dare you..."
Zhao Qianye roared.
"Do you think I dare..."
Zhu Bingfan also took the risk.
At this time, Yang Huoshan and a few people quietly walked around to a dark place and walked behind the Murong family, planning to make a surprise attack.
"Zhao Qianye, I'm warning you, it's best to restrain your subordinates, otherwise the little baby will be hurt, and I won't be able to control it..."
Zhu Bingfan raised his hand, and the warrior behind him immediately slapped the child hard on the face.
"Wow……"
The little baby was beaten until he cried loudly, and the sound was particularly harsh at night.
"ah……"
Zhao Qianye looked up to the sky and shouted, he wished he could kill everyone in the Murong family.
But at this time, he was at a loss.
Yang Huoshan also stopped in a hurry, not daring to act on his own again.
He punched the wall so hard that it bled.
Seeing Brother Qianye's painful expression, Yang Huoshan's heart felt as painful as blood dripping from his heart.
After many years of fighting with Brother Qianye through wind and rain, I have never seen him in such pain. Seeing him with his hair disheveled and roaring to the sky, Yang Shanshan was also trembling with anger.
"Zhao Qianye, I will give you the last three minutes to think about it. If you don't obey and surrender, then you will have to collect your son's body. But during these three minutes, we will entertain your son well. Can he survive?"
After these three minutes, it depends on the fate of the little doll, hahaha..."
Zhu Bingfan laughed and retreated, and suddenly dozens of warriors came to the front, protecting Zhu Bingfan and the warrior holding the baby in the middle.
Zhao Qianye's miserable roar just now showed his helplessness.
Zhu Bingfan was very sure that Zhao Qianye had no choice but to give in after three minutes, unless he would rather sacrifice his newborn son. This choice was painful.
At this time, the warrior holding the child would slap the child from time to time. The little baby cried very loudly and never stopped. In the end, his voice became hoarse from crying and his voice gradually became weaker.
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Hearing the cry of the baby, Zhao Qianye was in extreme pain. He grabbed his hair hard and told himself that he must calm down, calm down and calm down.
The more critical the situation is, the more calm you need to be.
At this time, Su Hong walked up to him and said in a low voice: "Master, why is the little baby in Zhu Bingfan's hand? Can you be sure that the baby is the young master?"
Although Su Hong was heartbroken, she still thought of this after all.
Hearing these words, Zhao Qianye immediately became alert. Although the person he was holding was indeed a little baby, he was not sure it was his son.
And according to what Su Hong overheard last time, it should be impossible for Murong Chuixue to hand over the baby.
But this time, Murong Chuixue left, but left such an important ace in the Murong family. This is very unreasonable.
Zhao Qianye took a deep breath and decided to take a gamble.
Although it is dangerous, I must take this gamble, otherwise not only will I not be able to save my son, but I will also cause so many brothers to suffer heavy losses.
"Su Hong, listen to me. Assuming that the doll in their hands is not my son, but there is no other family nearby, then if they want to find a suitable doll in such a short time, they can only look for it from Murong's family, so
You immediately take a few experts and leave quietly to find the baby's biological parents. Once found, bring them over immediately..." (To be continued)