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Chapter 135 The last card of the family!

The old man was not surprised at all by Jiang Tiansheng's answer.

The general's family suffered such a big loss this time. His only precious grandson died, and his daughter-in-law was seriously injured and became a vegetative state. How could they swallow this sigh of relief?

It’s hard to imagine that a young man less than twenty years old would end up in this situation after having done so much harm to his family!

But the old man understood that the young man's energy could not be measured by his age.

Even his old buddy fell into the hands of that young man, how could he dare to despise him?

Fortunately, his son has not lost the last of his blood. Now that he has reached this point, why not fight against the entire general family?

"Now that you've decided, let's do it!" There was no wave in the old man's voice, but his tone was extremely cold.

"Although my general's family is not a famous family, it can still be regarded as a prestigious family. If someone kills my general's descendant, no matter who he is, my general's family will make him pay with his blood even if he fights to the last drop of his blood!"

Jiang Tiansheng took a deep breath, looked at the old man for a while, and then gritted his teeth and said: "I have found out that that little beast does have the strength of a master! Moreover, he has also subdued Shen Daoru's mysterious guard. We will I’m afraid it will be difficult for my family to compete with him!”

Although he didn't want to admit it, Su Bai had become more and more mature now, and the generals were no match for him.

A glimmer of light suddenly flashed under the old man's drooping eyelids, and he smiled and said, "Young master?"

"Sure enough, you have such arrogant capital!"

"However," he paused for a moment, and a cold murderous intent emerged on his face: "There is nothing missing in this world, but this kind of arrogant genius!"

Hearing this, Jiang Tiansheng's eyes were filled with surprise: "Father, do you already have an idea?"

The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at him, a trace of disappointment flashed in the depths of his eyes. His son seemed to have a wealthy family, but in fact he was quite arrogant and not forbearing enough. Otherwise, he would not have allowed Shaofeng to provoke that terrible person wantonly. young people?

The fact that the Jiang family has reached this point is inseparable from the strong and domineering personalities and education methods of Jiang Tiansheng and Liu Ru.

But it’s too late to say this now!

The old man closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, there was a hint of depth in his eyes, and he said: "That boy from the Su family has a cold and domineering temperament, and he must have many enemies. Moreover, according to the intelligence, he even has many enemies from the Su family in the capital. Kill the young master and the princess of the Zheng family in Jinling! Will the Su and Zheng families let him go?"

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Since it is difficult for our family to deal with him, let's unite together. If the old man doesn't believe it, then Su Xiao'er has three heads and six arms and can deal with so many people!"

Jiang Tiansheng frowned slightly and said: "I understand what you mean, and I have thought of it too - but this incident was all caused by me leading the Jiang family, and those guys from our Su Zheng family and Tianshen Biology will express their anger. As for us, I’m afraid we’ll lose the rice by stealing the chicken!”

"You can think of this level, it's not bad." The old man snorted, his cloudy eyes were filled with murderous intent, but he continued: "But, if you think about it, compared to us, the Zheng and Su family still have gods and creatures. Of those people, who do you hate the most? It’s Su Xiao’er!”

"As long as we can help them get rid of Na Su Xiao'er, they will definitely not mind cooperating with us."

A glimmer of light flashed in Jiang Tiansheng's eyes. He took a deep breath and bowed: "Thank you, father, for the advice. I understand what to do!"

After that, he turned around and prepared to walk out the door.

The old man frowned suddenly and shouted: "What do you understand?"

"Uh---" Jiang Tiansheng stopped, his face full of confusion.

The old man glared at him with hatred, and sighed: "Do you really think that the Su family, the Zheng family, and the plutocrats of the gods and creatures are really so easy to deal with?"

"Shaofeng has already used them as a weapon once. If you don't use your trump card this time and go to them so rashly, you won't be eaten alive. How can they pay attention to you again?"

Jiang Tiansheng's face froze, and he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Then what do you think we should do? We have even used up our two trump cards, Mr. Zhou and Shen Daoru---"

The old man shook his head slightly and stopped talking. He took out a piece of paper from his arms and said in a deep voice: "This is a foreign master I met in Burma when I was young. I have some friendship with him. Please repay me."

Please give him my name and ask him to come to Jiangzhou. Remember, this is the last trump card of my general family! If we fail again, our general family will have no hope at all!"

Jiang Tiansheng's face was solemn, he took the note and said solemnly: "I understand!"

"Go for it!"

After saying this, the old man suddenly seemed much older. He closed his eyes and waved weakly.

Jiang Tiansheng's face was stern and he nodded. Just as he turned around, he heard the old man's voice coming again.

"By the way, doesn't Mr. Su have a sworn relationship with the Tang family? Now that Mr. Tang has been driven to a dead end by the Xing family again, let's start with the Tang family this time!"

"I understand! I'm going to visit the person from the Xing family right away--"

"Go ahead."

After Tian Sheng left, the old man sat on the head of the vegetable bed, his eyes distracted.

Does the general have a chance to win this time?

Finally, he sighed softly, got up and walked towards the wooden house, feeling extremely lonely and lonely.



Tang Family Courtyard.

Tang Anguo, who was wearing a white Tang suit, stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the long-haired young man in front of him with a gloomy expression.

"Old man Tang, don't glare at me!" The long-haired young man threw the blood-red post in his hand on the stone table and said sarcastically: "This 'life and death post' has been posted. You will come if you accept it, or you won't accept it.

You have to come! Otherwise, when my master commits suicide and comes to the door, tsk tsk, then the Tang family will really be bleeding like a river!"

"Wu Chong, you are looking for death!" Before Tang Anguo could make a move, Tang Qiubai, who was standing behind him, punched out with anger on his face.

Tang Anguo's expression changed drastically, "Qiu Bai, don't be impulsive!"

But his words were still too late, Tang Qiubai had turned into an afterimage, and instantly approached the long-haired young man, and punched out.

"laugh---"

This punch is so powerful that even masters in the middle stage of internal strength do not dare to underestimate it.

But there was a hint of sarcasm on the long-haired young man's face, and without dodge, he easily sealed Tang Qiubai's fist with his raised hand.

"How dare you, a loser like you, take action against me?"

"Get out of here!"

As he shouted angrily, Tang Qiubai's face changed drastically and he had no time to even draw his sword. When a huge fist came closer and closer in front of him, his head was pounding, his vision went black, and he fainted in an instant!

"boom!"

Tang Qiubai's body was smashed onto the bluestone floor like a sandbag. His face was bloody and bloody, and he looked extremely miserable.

"Wu Xiao'er, you dare to hurt my grandson!" Tang Anguo's face turned extremely gloomy in an instant, he shouted angrily, and his body suddenly erupted.

His speed was so fast that he drew an afterimage in the air. While shouting angrily, he struck out with a palm and roared in the air. How could that terrifying power be expected from an old man who was over seventy years old?

"Tsk, tsk, the old guy is finally going to do it himself regardless of his face? Forget it, let me try first how much you weigh!"

As the young man spoke, his face suddenly became solemn. When a trace of blood-red appeared on his skin, his momentum exploded. When the powerful power of blood filled his fist, he punched Tang Anguo's palm!


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