"Brother Du, please be merciful, please be merciful!" Zhao Weihu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and kept opening his mouth to beg.

"It would be a sin to show mercy to you, a dirty father and son!" Du Jingyu was angry at Zhao Weihu's ruthlessness and ignored him at all. The shadow of his claws kept pressing down, causing Zhao Weihu's breath to vibrate, and blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Du, it was you who regretted your marriage first. We can't blame our father and son entirely for this, right?" Zhao Weihu said with a sad face.

"You still say that!?" Seeing that Zhao Weihu was still defending himself, Du Jingyu was even more furious.

Seeing that Du Jingyu seemed to be really determined to kill him, Zhao Weihu hurriedly approached Yanshan and begged: "Gang leader, for the sake of the Three Saints who have been following you for many years, please intercede with Brother Du on my behalf. This

It's true that I was wrong, so why don't I apologize?"[

"Apologise? Can your gentle apology compensate for the harm caused to my precious daughter? You bastard, you are so courageous that you actually want to kidnap your beloved child. If I don't kill you, how can you relieve the hatred in my heart?" Du

The more Jingyu talked, the angrier he became.

Fortunately, Qin Dong didn't want to kill him, but wanted to help him. If he really died in Qin Dong's hands, Du Xintong might not be sure what would happen to the father and son. Just thinking about it, Du Jingyu felt heartbroken.

Trembling with fear.

"Help leader, help me, leader!" Zhao Weihu felt Du Jingyu's murderous intent increasing exponentially, and shouted desperately to Fu Yanshan.

Fu Yanshan didn't like Zhao Weihu very much, and he had heard about what their father and son had done. But after all, the Three Saints were the largest tribe under the Wanpeng Gang. In terms of power, they were no less than the four other clans.

Especially in the current critical situation, Fu Yanshan still needs to rely on Zhao Weihu's power.

He sighed and said to Du Jingyu, "Jingyu, Xintong is fine after all. You have to be merciful and spare him this time."

"Thank you, Gang Leader! Thank you, Gang Leader!" Zhao Weihu hurriedly thanked Fu Yanshan.

Du Jingyu had no choice but to give Yanshan face. Even though he was unwilling to do so, he still took back his sharp claws and shouted in a loud voice, "Zhao Weihu, listen to me. From now on, there will be no righteousness between us."

It has nothing to do with it! Don’t let me run into you again, otherwise you may not have such good luck next time!”

"Thank you Brother Du, thank you Brother Du." After escaping the disaster, Zhao Weihu was almost in vain. His face was pale and covered with cold sweat. This made Fu Yanshan frown. In any case, Zhao Weihu is from the Three Saints Clan.

The leader of the clan is also a very important person in heaven, but he is so greedy for life and afraid of death, which is really disdainful.

Fu Yanshan said in a deep voice, "Zhao Weihu, I have heard about what you and your son have done for a long time. I just want to consider your contribution to the Wanpeng Gang and not argue with you. But now you give me

I listen carefully, there will never be such a cheap thing again in the future. If you and your son dare to do anything wrong again and this comes to my ears, I will never forgive you!"

"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand." Zhao Weihu was sweating and nodded hurriedly.

Fu Yanshan's mind turned and he said in a deep voice, "Because of the bad records of you and your son, I believe that you are no longer suitable to continue to be the patriarch of the Three Saints. After you return, you will immediately step down from the position of patriarch, and I will choose another one."

A worthy person takes over."
Chapter completed!