In front of the abandoned factory warehouse, dozens of off-road vehicles roared in line. Five people came out of each car, including men and women, each wearing sunglasses, wearing delicate black work clothes, and half-leather gloves. The jade boxes in their hands were neatly stacked on an oversized box truck.

The jade box is not big, it is probably the size of a laptop. The box trucks over ten meters long are almost filled with such jade boxes. This is the full harvest of this group of Black Flame Blood Skull Organization in the past three months.

More than twenty minutes later, after all the jade boxes were loaded, Jiang Wu and Chen Handong drove straight to the Zhang family's land in a large truck, and the dozens of off-road vehicles also rushed in all directions again.

Since then, after Zhang Haoyu went into seclusion, in order to avoid frequent disturbances, Jiang Wu and Chen Handong have started this for Zhang Haoyu. In the past three months, this is not the first time that they have "delivered goods" to their doorsteps.

The journey was unobstructed. Looking at the Zhang family courtyard that was about to arrive not far away, Jiang Wu and Chen Handong, somehow, although the sun shone brightly in the world, they couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts and goose bumps all over their bodies.

Until the truck drove into the Zhang family compound, the two of them felt a deep sense of fear. The courtyard of Fang Buddha was a ghost looking at them with a grim smile and joking, and could swallow them at any time!

If Jiang Wu and Chen Handong were also practitioners, then they would have discovered that the Zhang family compound was shrouded in the sky with dark corpse energy, which was simply covering the sky...

From a distance, the rolling corpse gas condensed into an extremely huge skull, covering half of the county town as if swallowing food bite by bite, slowly expanding!

"Not enough...not enough...or not enough!"

"Damn...ju Yuanming...ah..."

"ah!!!!"

“…”

The two people who had just got off the car heard a sound of resentment to the extreme, like the roar of an evil ghost, circulating from the depths of the compound.

When the two of them heard this, their minds couldn't help but tremble, and beads of sweat as big as beans soaked their bodies almost instantly.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

The iron tower and ghost sword that year finally became weak all over and could no longer stand and kneel on the ground. It seemed that they were under great pressure and they were lying on the ground.

"Come in."

It seemed that the movements of the two men attracted the attention of the deep courtyard, and a deep voice that was so deep that there was no emotion.

Then, Jiang Wu and Chen Handong felt a sense of relief all over their bodies, as if they were covered in a film for a while, and then suddenly had air in the respiratory tract.

The two of them stumbled for half an hour before they walked into the backyard, knelt down in front of an old house, and looked at the old house, Jiang Wu and Chen Handong looked at each other, and they were filled with emotion.

When they were young, they often came here to play. The little brother who was still running nose was like a follower, following them, and even crying when he fell down.

However, when they came here, they could only kneel down. The person in the room was no longer the younger brother he used to be. In front of him, they could only whisper like beasts and live in vain.

Jiang Wu and Chen Handong didn't understand why the ancient martial arts family evolved into this situation. They originally thought that the Zhang family had a cultivator who taught Zhang Haoyu's method of practice. From then on, the ancient martial arts family could get rid of the shackles of cultivation and embark on another path...

What we have received now is that, besides the Long family, there are no more than one ancient martial arts family, and even the Zhang family is the only one left. The one who caused all this was their younger brother, Zhang Haoyu.

What exactly is it that makes Zhang Haoyu so cruel that he destroyed the ancient martial arts family and even dares to kill his own ancestors... The two of them are destined to not get the answer to this question!

After calming down, Jiang Wu sighed deeply and shouted at the ancient house: "Young Master Zhang, the things have been shipped."

"Squeak!"

"Thank you, my brothers, please do whatever you want. I'm still doing things..."

The wooden door was pushed open and naked. Zhang Haoyu slowly walked out without any consideration. He stood on the steps in front of the door, scratched the back of his head with one hand, and said with a bright smile on his face.

Jiang Wu and Chen Handong are no longer surprised at this scene, and I don’t know how many times they have seen Zhang Haoyu, so indecent. He said he is lustful, but in fact he has reached the point of perverting.

Seeing that Zhang Haoyu was about to turn back to the room, Chen Handong glanced at Jiang Wu, took a deep breath, and plucked up the courage to say, "Slow up, Haoyu, we have..."

However, before Chen Handong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Haoyu: "What are you calling me?"

Turning around again, there was no smile on his face. His face was extremely gloomy and terrifying. His eyes, which were like eagles and falcons, were filled with the eyes of evil ghosts who chose people and were staring at Chen Handong and Jiang Wu coldly, and at the same time, a huge pressure came upon the two of them.

"Dong!"

In an instant, Chen Handong was shocked and without thinking, he hit the ground heavily. Under the pressure, he even had difficulty breathing.

It took Zhang Haoyu to withdraw his pressure for a long time, but Jiang Wu and Chen Handong still did not dare to do anything, so he knelt down like that. Chen Handong asked in a trembling voice: "Young Master...Young Master Zhang... I have been here for so long, and I will do my best to do my best. I also ask the young master to let Mu Qing and Yuanxiang go..."

Jiang Wu, who was standing beside him, also echoed: "Mr. Zhang, as long as you are willing to let Mu Qing and Yuanxiang go, even if I am a cow and a horse... No, even if you want our lives, we are willing to let Mr. Zhang go to my sister... Please..."

"Please..."

"Please..."

“…”

With every request, both of them would kowtow heavily until they were bleeding from their foreheads, and there was no sign of stopping.

"Jiang Muqing and Chen Yuanxiang..." Looking at the two of them with fun, Zhang Haoyu seemed to be intrigued and smiled evilly: "Two brothers, come in and let you see something."

As he said that, Zhang Haoyu turned around and entered the old house. Behind him, Jiang Wu and Chen Handong lowered their heads and looked at each other. Although they were confused, they did not dare to delay. They didn't even care about the blood flowing from their foreheads, and hurriedly got into the old house.

However, the scene in front of them made the two lose their minds in an instant...

I saw two large beds standing side by side in the lobby of the house. Behind were the tablets of the ancestors of the Zhang family. On a large bed, Jiang Muqing, with short hair at the ears and hair, was naked, with his hands and feet tied to both sides of the head of the bed.

On another big bed, Chen Yuanxiang, who was also naked, was hanging her hands by ropes passing through wooden beams, and her legs were also tied to both sides of the head of the bed...

The two of them looked dull, their eyes were rolling up, and they were covered with countless whip marks. In some places, they were even skinny and fleshy. Even the brother who came in did not notice it. The bed sheets under them were covered with blood and unbearable stains...

If they hadn't seen the slight ups and downs, the two of them would have been the same as the dead!

"puff……"

"puff……"

He was so angry that he burst into his chest. Jiang Wu and Chen Handong sprayed blood out in one mouthful of blood, staggering and unable to stand. He couldn't bear to watch his sister who was tortured and humiliated!

"Zhang Haoyu! Zhang Haoyu! Zhang Haoyu!"

"Mu Qing and Yuan Xiang, but our real sister... can also be considered your sister... how can you... how can you..."

"Zhang Haoyu!!! Why... Why... can't even Mu Qing and Yuan Xiang let go! Have you forgotten that when you were a child, didn't you love them the most?"

"ah!!!"

"Ah! I'm going to kill you...you beast..."

“…”

Perhaps at the moment Mu Qing and Yuanxiang were captured, Jiang Wu and Chen Handong still retained the last hint of hope. Zhang Haoyu really just wanted them to obey him, just to treat them as simple hostages!

However

Looking at the Zhang Haoyu in front of me who was still playing with her sister and playing with her willfully, Jiang Wu and Chen Handong, no matter what, even if they killed all the people from the ancient martial arts family, even if they were lustful and perverted, they never thought that Zhang Haoyu would treat Mu Qing and Yuanxiang like this...

They didn't care about anything anymore, both of them were crazily circulating their internal strength.

"Buzz!"

"Zheng!"

As soon as the silver iron tower that appeared faintly around Jiang Wu appeared, Chen Handong also pointed like a sword. The churning internal force actually made a loud sound of sword sound. The two of them were urging internal force frantically, and the surging aura stormed out, destroying the decorations in the house!

"die!"

"I'll pay for my life!"

When two roars of pain and depression roared out, Jiang Wu rushed towards Zhang Haoyu like a human-shaped tank. Behind him, Chen Handong hid his body as much as possible. At the moment when he was about to come into contact, he disappeared!

"boom!"

When he was approaching, Jiang Wu did not think about it, and a punch that condensed all his internal strength and bombarded Zhang Haoyu's face. However, Zhang Haoyu just tilted his head and avoided the attack. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and easily grabbed Jiang Wu's neck!

"The power of the mayfly also attempts to shake the giant tree?" Zhang Haoyu smiled contemptuously, and used a little force to shake off Jiang Wu's internal force and twisted his neck.

"You must die a good death... You must die a good death..." Jiang Wu, known as the "Iron Tower", fell like this, and his hands drooped weakly...

"Come on your life!"

Just as Jiang Wu died, a sword light suddenly appeared and pierced Zhang Haoyu's vital point on the back of his neck. However, Zhang Haoyu reached out and gently pinched the sword, which was condensed by internal force, then he flicked his fingers gently, and the sword collapsed, and Chen Handong also smashed into the wall.

"You are destined...you are destined..."

"Wow!"

As a mouthful of blood was spewing out, Chen Handong used his last strength to cross Zhang Haoyu, glanced at his two sisters, filled with unwillingness, anger, and tears of guilt slid down the corners of his eyes...

People have no breath!
Chapter completed!