The seven people looked at his face, and all seven people looked particularly surprised.

Zhou Bing refused to learn martial arts since he was a child, hated doing business, and did not participate in family affairs. However, this sentence was extremely majestic, which made everyone feel terrified.

Zhou Bing looked at the seven people and said, "I'm back, so I'll do it. If anyone asks for revenge without my permission, family law will be dealt with."

After saying that, he looked at his elder brother Zhou Lun deeply.

Zhou Lun said: "You have never been exposed to family affairs, you don't know anything, and you don't have martial arts skills, so don't worry about this matter."

Zhou Bing stood up and said, "I don't understand. You are here. Although I haven't learned martial arts with my father, I have a brain. Ah Hong is crazy. You are too impatient. I will be the one who is the one who is here."

After a pause, he looked at Zhuang Ji and said, "Whoever dares to act recklessly is the crime of treason, and will never be forgiven."

Zhou Lun said: "No, I am the head of the family now, how can I let you take on this position?"

Zhou Bing walked up to Zhou Lun, and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother, you are too irritable and impulsive, just allow me."

Zhou Lun hugged his shoulders and said, "Second brother, I don't want you to be hurt anymore. No one in our Zhou family can be hurt anymore."

Gong Li coughed and said, "Let's have a meeting, Banshantang is the first."

Zhou Lun shook Zhou Bing's shoulder vigorously, and the eight people took their seats again, discussed the family plan, and made several decisions, which were carried out by Sihu.

After the meeting, Zhou Lun took Zhou Bing to visit Zhou Hong.

Zhou Hong was placed in the innermost house of the Zhou family's house, and only saw the door of the house. Zhou Hong was shocked inside: "He is here, he is here, he is not a human being, he is here."

Zhou Lun sighed and looked at Zhou Bing, and the two entered the room.

Zhou Hong sat on the bed in disheveled clothes, watching them come in in horror, his eyes full of horror.

Zhou Lun walked over, hugged his shoulder and said, "Ah Hong, the second brother is back. Look, the second brother is here to see you."

Zhou Hong looked at Zhou Bing slowly, his expression relaxed, and suddenly broke free from Zhou Lun's hand and screamed: "Second brother, run quickly, he is here, he is here, he is not a second brother, run quickly."

Zhou Bing looked at his third brother, his eyes felt hot, tears flowed down, and he turned around and walked out of the house, and Zhou Lun followed him out.

Zhou Bing wiped his tears and said, "I used to think that my father was unkind to do business and fought with him every day. When I came back this time, the people were mourning for his father. I was wrong, and I blamed him for his father."

Zhou Lun sighed and hugged him.

The next day, Zhou Bing went to see Zhou Hong again and went to the front courtyard to find Zhou Lun to discuss the matter of re-operation of cotton, but Zhou Lun was not there. When he asked Zhuang Ding, he said that the eldest young master had just received the news, Xian Yu Chunsheng was back, and he took people to Xian Yu's house.

Zhou Bing hurriedly led a few martial artists to Xianyu's house.

Xian Yu Chunsheng greeted the door and welcomed Zhou Bing in. After questioning, he said that Zhou Lun did not come. Zhou Bing was shocked and hurriedly said goodbye and sent someone to find Zhou Lun and the others, but after finding him in the afternoon, he didn't find many people.

In the evening, the servants came to report and found the eldest young master. Zhou Bing suddenly seemed to have fallen into an ice cave. Zhou Lun and his men had been killed, and their deaths were exactly the same as Mr. Zhou.

Zhou Bing immediately rushed to the scene with Gong Li.

The place where Zhou Lun and others were killed was a small hill next to the city, and Zhou Lun and his men fell in the shade of the hill.

Zhou Lun's corpse is twelve steps away from the corpse of the martial artist. It can be seen that the murderer's martial arts are much higher than theirs. One sword is one, and no twelve steps survives.

Zhou Bing looked at everyone's wounds carefully and slashed between the chest and neck with one knife. Only the last one was cut behind, from the shoulder to the back, deep into the inner organs.

The martial artist fell to the ground, stretched out his hands forward, his eyes full of disbelief.

Zhou Bing looked around, walked back to Zhou Lun's body, squatted down, gently touched Zhou Lun's face with his hands, and looked at the internal organs and blood scabs that were faintly exposed in the wound, which had become black and purple.

Zhou Lun's unswerving eyes seemed to ask him something, or he seemed to want to tell him something, but there was no trace of fear, only a kind of confusion and doubt that he couldn't understand.

Gong Li gently patted Zhou Bing on the shoulder from behind, without saying a word.

Zhou Bing stood up, looked Zhou Lun's eyes, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Gong Li said: "He doesn't understand."

Zhou Bing nodded and said, "Come back, there is no need to disturb the government."

Several martial artists put Zhou Lun and several martial artists' bodies in a box in tears and carried them back to Zhou's mansion.

Seeing the martial artists carrying their elder brother away, Zhou Bing's eyes gradually changed from grief to a deep and unsightly deep.

Zhou Bing didn't go back, so he brought Gong Li to the Mu family.

His appearance made the Mu family nervous. Every martial artist looked at him with alert. No one came to greet him, and no one said he was unwelcome. He watched him and Gong Li walk into the gate and come to the living room in the front room.

Mu Tianching sat in the upper head seat of the huge living room. He watched Zhou Bing and Gong Li walk in, but did not stand up or make a sound, staring at Zhou Bing's face tightly.

He had no idea about Zhou Haisheng, a son famous for his rebelliousness. He only knew that he had a rupture with his family because his father went to business, and he left home for several years because he did not want to practice martial arts.

He has always looked down on such unfilial juniors who think they are self-righteous, rebellious and despicable, and this kind of despise is clearly written on his face at this moment.

Zhou Bing didn't care about Mu Tianching's attitude towards him. He glanced in the room, found a seat with light, sat down, and gently tapped the table with his fingers and said, "Go to tea."

Gong Li followed Zhou Bing, and without even looking at Mu Tianchu sitting high above the Sen. Zhou Bing sat down to call tea. He stood behind Zhou Bing, his eyes stopped on Zhou Bing's shoulder, as if he wanted to find something from there, his eyes were quiet and made people crazy. That was no longer the look of a flesh-and-blooded person.

Mu Tianchu's eyes drooped, his head slightly moved, and it seemed that he had not moved before. A servant had already served tea, only one cup was placed in front of Zhou Bing. The green tea shreds floated on the water. It was the freshly brewed tea. As the tea sank into the water, the water gradually turned green.

Zhou Bing held up the teacup with one hand, closed his eyes and sniffed it, took a sip, and whispered: "Good tea."

Mu Tianchu looked at him with his eyes slanted, without expression.

Gong Li's eyes were still on his shoulders, not moving at all.

Zhou Bing took another sip, gently put down the teacup, looked at the greener water in the cup, and whispered: "My elder brother is dead. He was just split into two halves, exactly the same as my father."

Mu Tianchu's muscles moved on his face, his eyes turned brighter, and he calmed down again.

Zhou Bing still looked at the cup of tea and said, "I am the only one in the Zhou family. My third brother is crazy. You know. I don't know how to manage and have never practiced family martial arts. You know it too."

Mu Tianchhui's eyes drooped again, looking at his hands.

Zhou Bing continued: "I came here because I wanted you to help me."

He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Tianchu, "I want to talk to Xian Yu Chun, and I will be here the next day."

Mu Tianching's eyes suddenly fell on his face and said, "Why should I help you?"

Zhou Bing stood up, walked slowly towards the door, and said, "What a good tea."

He stopped at the door, turned to look at Mu Tianchu and said, "You are using the knife, right?"

Mu Tianchu nodded, Zhou Bing smiled, smiled sincerely, and said, "Good knife." He turned around and walked out.

When he returned to Zhou's mansion, the coroner had already invited him and was suturing the wound on the corpse. The coroner's eyes were filled with tears.

The servant who was accompanying him was swollen from crying.

Zhou Bing walked to the coroner and quietly watched him stitching stitches, his face very calm.

Gong Li stood beside him, still watching him.

This young second young master has suddenly matured and grown up in the two days since he returned to the present. He is no longer the willful and rebellious second young master.

This hour after he returned from outside the city, his body exuded an indescribable deep majesty, which shocked him deeply.

He was observing and seeing what kind of new master this second young master who had never been care about him in the past became.

Li Dongyang hurriedly ran in. He went to the mansion to check the business, and he got the news as soon as he came back.

He pounced on Zhou Lun's body and cried bitterly. Zhou Bing did not stop or persuade him, and he did not cry.

He looked at his elder brother's body and Li Dongyang crying, and quickly analyzed the things that happened in his mind, thought about every detail here, and planned his own countermeasures.

He can't cry, he must keep it steady. He is already the only person in charge of the Zhou family.

Li Dongyang cried for a while, put away his tears, stood up and said, "I'll go find Xianyu, I'll chop him."

Zhou Bing said: "No. No one is allowed to ask for revenge. If you take revenge privately, you will be rebel."

His tone was very cold, beyond the human favor, and he suddenly froze Li Dongyang on the spot. He looked at him in disbelief and called out for a while: "Second Brother."

Zhou Bing looked at his face and said, "From now on, you only manage business matters, you can't leave me, and you are not allowed to mention the word "revenge".

A kind of cold calmness appeared in his eyes, and Li Dongyang nodded subconsciously and said, "Yes."
Chapter completed!