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Chapter 119 Killing power stick

Chapter 119 The Killing Stick

Author: Gu Jia Shiba

Chapter 119 The Killing Stick

Under the moonlight.

The red-lacquered and rosewood-carved door of the ancestral home slowly opened.

At the same time, the middle door and the inner door are opened in sequence.

The bodyguard cleared the way.

The Qiao family's cronies, subordinates, and servants were all waiting on both sides of the house.

"Prince——"

"Prince——"

"Prince——"

Everyone bowed in unison and welcomed the upright young prince of the Qiao family back to his home.

Qiao Yu hummed lightly.

Entering Qiao's door.

The atmosphere instantly solidified.

From the moment I stepped in, it felt as if everyone around me stopped breathing.

"The old man is waiting in the execution hall."

The old housekeeper came up to him with distress and whispered advice:

"Your Majesty, please admit your mistake. The old man is very angry."

Finished.

Qiao Yu panicked.

Want to run away!

As if he knew what she was thinking, the moment he stepped into the door of the mansion, the copper iron lock fell down.

The Qiao family is closed!

To know.

According to the Qiao family's ancestral rules, holding a execution hall to interrogate descendants is a family scandal and must not be publicized.

The door of the house is locked, and the elders punish or beat them. If they teach you behind closed doors, it is not the turn of outsiders to give guidance.

But Qiao Yu has grown so big.

I have never seen such a huge battle before.

The most they do is beat someone up and copy the family rules.

Everywhere will be closed.

"Prince, please come quickly."

The old housekeeper looked at Qiao Yu with a look of dismay.

"Um."

Qiao Yu calmed down.

Go straight to the execution hall.

Once inside.

Cursing sounds came from inside.

"You beast, you still know how to come back!"

Mr. Qiao did not use a cane, but sat on the Grand Master's chair in the courtyard of the execution hall and shouted angrily.

Qiao Yu's words to beg for mercy were stuck in his throat.

I was just scared.

"grandfather--"

She wanted to get closer, but she didn't want to hear Wen Su behind her being instantly pushed to the ground by a servant just as she shouted.

"stop!"

Qiao Yu was in a hurry.

"I don't care about Xiao Shu, grandpa, why do you want to punish him?"

"The master is acting like a fool outside. As a member of the family, if you don't know how to admonish, it is a big mistake. You must bear this punishment."

Zhou Zhengrong held Wen Su's slender shoulders and shouted behind him with a serious face.

"Come here, please help me!"

What!

Qiao Yu couldn't believe it for a moment.

The Qiao family's family methods are not just a stick.

True family law.

It is a stick standing in the torture hall to show off one's authority.

That stick was passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors.

One end is inlaid with a gold hoop.

One end is slightly flat.

It is specially used to punish descendants and establish family laws.

The old housekeeper walked into the execution hall, first bowed to the ancestral sign in the main hall, and then walked out holding the stick in both hands.

Seeing the imposing stick, Qiao Yu's face turned pale.

"Wrong should be punished. It's my grandson who didn't listen to the advice not to hurt others."

"Prince!"

Wen Su knelt on the ground and immediately intercepted her words.

He looked at Mr. Qiao.

Speak quickly.

"The rules of the Qiao family are strict. If the master makes a mistake, there is no reason to be punished. I still ask the master to show his admonishment."

The young man's voice was shaking.

He is most afraid of pain.

When I was a kid, even if I scratched a little bit, I would cry a lot of tears.

but now.

On such a big matter.

But there is nothing false about it.

Accept it willingly.

"Why are you still standing there?" Mr. Qiao didn't get up and just sat on the chair: "Hit me and show this little bastard!"

"Who dares to take action!"

Qiao Yu shouted fiercely and held the stick directly.

"Asshole!"

The rich old voice was furious.

Mr. Qiao was shaking with anger as he held the chair.

"Kneel down!"

Qiao Yu suddenly raised his head and clenched his fist tightly.

"Why, now that the wings have grown hard, I can't punish you anymore!"

Qiao Yu took a deep breath.

Kneel straight on the ground.

"My grandson is unfilial."
Chapter completed!
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