During this period, in order to take revenge on Ye Chen, the three major families began to spend money to recruit soldiers.

The Tang family has invited two ancient martial arts masters, both of whom are in the Huangzi realm.

Although the Yellow Character Realm is at the bottom among the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth.

But the existence of ancient warriors is extremely rare!

Just like the scumbag students at Qingbei University, if you put them outside, they would be top-notch academics.

These two ancient warriors are a father and son. The father Huang Tianrui is over sixty years old, and the son Huang Junxia is in his early forties.

After seeing Tang Yu, the two nodded slightly as a greeting: "Hello, Mr. Tang."

Their attitude was a bit cold, which was not surprising to Tang Yu.

According to the setting of Shuangwen, masters would feel very unhappy when they serve as thugs for the rich second generation villains.

Even when fighting with the male protagonist, they would say a few polite words and I was forced to say something.

Ancient warriors like them in the yellow realm can easily defeat ten professional bodyguards.

It's normal to have the airs of a master.

"I'm going to go out later, and there will be a few experts who want to trouble me on the way."

"But you don't have to rush to take action, I will play with them first."

"When the time is right, I will notify you to take action."

He looked at the two of them and ordered.

This father and son are absolutely no match for the Death Squadron.

The Death Team are all masters at the pinnacle of the Yellow Character Realm, and are known as invincible opponents in the same realm.

Anyway, as long as it is organized by Dragon Soul, even a dog will be the best dog among dogs.

Upon hearing Tang Yu's words, a sarcastic look flashed in the eyes of the father and son.

Master? Bullshit master.

Anyone who can stand a chance against an embroidered pillow like yours is a scumbag, isn't it?

Huang Junxia couldn't help but said.

"Young Master Tang, when we came here we heard that we had to deal with masters. If we are going to bully people, why don't we let other bodyguards do it?"

My father and son are both masters of ancient martial arts. What's the point of trampling on people with a young master like you?

Don't punch too high!

"Yes, you are a master, hurry up and remove the ink marks."

Tang Yu rolled his eyes and settled the matter with a wave of his hand.

Huang Junxia was extremely unhappy in his heart. If he had known that he was here to do such a thing, he might as well not have come.

Huang Tianrui patted his son on the shoulder and told him to bear with him for the time being.

Under Tang Yu's arrangement, the father and son got into a relatively low-key Audi.

He drove the poison car coquettishly on the road.

After the car got on the road, Huang Junxia couldn't help but said with a black face.

"Dad, what's going on with the Tang family? Didn't you say that you only need to deal with a master when you invite us over? It's a disgrace to our Huang family's reputation to be a weakling for a rich second generation."

Their family can be regarded as a slightly famous ancient martial arts family in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

This time I was hired by the Tang family with a lot of money because I heard that I was going to deal with a master.

As a result, the first mission turned out to be to follow Mr. Tang to deal with several masters that he could defeat?

Isn't this embarrassing?

Huang Tianrui sighed and said: "Just go with me once. If this is the case, we will resign and leave tonight."

As a master, you must have some bottom line.

They have worked hard to practice martial arts for so many years and become a bitch who helps bully others. They cannot afford to lose face.

Huang Junxia nodded, that's what happened.

When the car arrived at the door of Meile Food, Tang Ruoyu was already waiting at the door.

Seeing Tang Yu get out of the car, he went up to him and shouted with a smile on his face.

"Brother, you're here, you've had a hard journey."

"How's the investigation into the false accounting going?"

The smile on Tang Yu's face was somewhat meaningful.

He already knew that this guy had contacted people from the Death Squadron, but he really didn't know where these people were hiding.

"The investigation has been completed, and there are witnesses and physical evidence. The person has just been arrested."

Tang Ruoyu smiled and said, "How about we brothers find a place to eat?"

Checking for false accounts was just a cover, and his task today was to lead the snake out of its hole.

"Okay, it's true that we haven't eaten together for a long time. Where can we eat?"

Tang Yu cooperated and handed over the initiative to him.

"I know there is a nice farmhouse. Let's go eat there. Should I take your car?"

Tang Ruoyu looked at Tang Yu's Lamborghini Poison, with a flash of jealousy and resentment in his eyes.

Because they are far away from the center of power, the money their family can get is not much.

Such a supercar is not something he can just buy if he wants.

This kid must die!

The wealth of the Tang family belongs to them all!

"Take your car, my co-pilot only lets women sit."

Tang Yu laughed and followed Tang Ruoyu into his Bentley.

After getting in the car, Tang Yu glanced at the rearview mirror.

The car of the Huang family and his son was following at a distance.

I specially brought two people here today to help them finish the work.

All four members of the Death Team must stay!

At the same time, on the hillside of a certain section of the road, four men dressed in black were sitting in the grass smoking.

"How long will it take to reach the goal?"

One of the men with a skinny face asked.

His hands have twelve fingers, which is impressive at first glance.

"It will take about twenty minutes, we can get ready."

A companion replied.

"Don't worry, just play with him."

The man with a skinny face took out a cigarette, lit it and said, "Do you know about Long Laoba?"

"I know, I'm in jail."

The other three people all laughed out loud, and the Death Team was filled with a happy atmosphere.

The eight great generals of the Dragon Soul Organization were imprisoned within half a month of returning to China.

It is simply the shame of Dragon Soul.

"He is a waste to begin with. If he doesn't embrace Ye Chen's thighs, how can he be qualified to be the Eight Great Generals?"

The man with a skinny face said with disdain.

The three of them nodded.

Their Death Team is the elite force of the Dragon Soul Organization, and they all aspire to take a further step forward and become one of the eight generals.

They felt quite unhappy being weighed down by a loser like Long Laoba.

"Ye Chen is not much better. How long have he been back? He has already lost hundreds of billions. All the hard-earned money of his brothers has been wasted."

The man with a skinny face started to fire on Ye Chen again.

The other three laughed and didn't dare to agree too much.

After all, it was the Dragon King.

The man with a skinny face spoke again.

"We must complete today's mission, but not for Ye Chen, but for Mr. Lu!"
To be continued...