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Chapter one hundred and seventeenth shot in rage

The man said that it could solve the urgent problem, and that he could help solve the problem of Lu Jun. Han Mu thought to himself, nodded again and said, "Tell me, I'll listen first."

"That's right, our Lan family has been practicing martial arts for generations, and each generation has a Zhenwu saint, which means that he can inherit the bloodline of the ancestors of the Lan family. This generation of saints is my elder brother, the top strong man. It's a pity that he was robbed of his arms in a competition and was seriously injured."

The man sighed.

"I understand, let me save people?"

Han Mu said lightly.

The man shook his head slightly and said, "No, there is something else."

Seeing this, Han Mu didn't say anything and waited for the man to continue speaking.

"My elder brother is nearly forty years old and has no descendants. The bloodline of the Zhenwu Saint has not been passed on."

“Uh…infertility?”

"No, no, you misunderstood. My elder brother was seriously injured. We all know how long he would not live. He only hopes to pass on the blood of the Zhenwu before he dies. By chance, he happened to meet your wife, Xue Qingyan, I hope you..." Bang! Han Mu slapped the table.

The man did not continue talking, and everyone around him also looked over.

"Don't be excited, just borrow it. How about you return the person to you when you give birth to a baby boy?"

The man said.

Han Mu exhaled and said, "It seems that your Lan family is not very good either. The dignified Zhenwu saint can't even find a wife, and he wants to borrow someone else's. It's so sad."

After hearing what Han Mu said, the man's face suddenly became gloomy.

Han Mu only felt that he had been humiliated and was angry. The man suddenly made this sentence. What does this mean?

It was obvious that he treated him as a mustard of Han Mu, but he was so embarrassed to say it in front of him.

"Our Lan family is an ancient martial arts family..." "In my opinion, the ancient martial arts family is so beautiful that the mainland is dirty. There are not many people in the world who can say something like you."

The man coughed and said, "Actually, you are not just your wife. Let's tell you the truth, nor is it my elder brother liked it, but our Lan family liked it. The inheritance of Zhenwu bloodline is not something that ordinary women can bear. There are only some special systems that can be used. In addition to your wife, we also looked for three candidates."

"What's the meaning?"

"That is, it's not that she must be, but if you don't agree, our Lan family will record it. It's hard to say what the consequences will be."

The man said lightly, then leaned on the chair.

Han Mu really didn't expect that someone would be embarrassed to say such words, and he would really not lose face from the Lan family.

Of course, Han Mu had also heard of this kind of thing.

The bloodline mentioned should be a kind of inherited power. When an ordinary woman becomes pregnant, she will not be able to withstand this power at all. She may die, and the energy will disappear at that time and the loss will be huge.

"Is it the Lan family?"

Han Mu gritted his teeth and said, "I have never heard of your Lan family. If you threaten me, then I can tell you that you have successfully angered me this time and you will bear the consequences."

After saying that, Han Mu left directly.

Han Mu walked out, but the man was unwilling to leave and continued to follow Han Mu.

"I hope you can consider it again. The rewards will be quite good. If it succeeds, at least nine digits can be used to solve your current troubles. If you don't agree, we will take tough measures when necessary."

The man said.

At this time, Han Mu suddenly stopped.

Even Lu Jun's troubles were solved, and the more excessive Lan family appeared. He now knew what shamelessness meant.

The ancient martial arts family can be called a family even if it is a bird's virtue.

The aristocratic family cannot claim to themselves with strength, they are really well-known.

"Don't irritate me."

Han Mu said.

The man smiled and walked towards Han Mu.

"I forgot to tell you that this time I came to Donghai City, I want to take two women away. If you agree, one of them will be your wife, and the other you know, Lu Xiaoxiao."

Han Mu was unmoved and his face remained unchanged, but his fists were clenched and sounded.

"Our Lan family can make your company go bankrupt within three days, and the Lu family is no exception. I believe they will definitely join forces..." Before he finished speaking, Han Mu went up and punched the man in the face.

The man wanted to fight back, but his speed was less than one-third of Han Mu. He was knocked to the ground by Han Mu just with one punch.

At this time, two secret guards rushed out immediately.

But Han Mu did not hold back. He grabbed a man's hand, twisted it hard, twisted the man's hand around, and punched it several times. The master guard was immediately beaten to the face full of blood.

The other one was kicked away by Han Mu before he could finish a set of moves. With just one kick, the meridians in his body shattered.

"This is what the ancient martial arts family looks like?"

Han Mu squatted down and looked at the man on the ground.

"In my Han Mu's eyes, your Lan family is not bullshit, you are not a person like you."

Han Mu said lightly.

The man was shocked and could not believe that Han Mu was so powerful, and there was such a master in Donghai City.

I thought Han Mu knew some martial arts, but now it seems that he is not.

He defeated his two master guards with just one move. Beating him was simply tyrannical and crushing.

"I won't let you Lan's family go easily, just because you humiliated my wife and me."

Han Mu patted the man on the cheek and then took out a silver needle.

"I'll give you twenty seconds to admit your mistake and beg for mercy, otherwise I'll seal the acupoints in your body, letting blood flow backwards on your body, and you can think clearly."

Han Mu said lightly.

The people in the cafe stood up and looked outside.

"I'm from the Lan family..." The man gasped.

But Han Mu directly stabbed it with a needle.

Immediately, the man felt his blood boiling, and his whole body turned red quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even his eyes were filled with blood. He could clearly feel the pain, and even a slight suffocation.

"The meridians that will be broken within three minutes will be broken. Even if Hua Tuo comes, he will not be able to save you. But don't worry, I will not let you die like that. I will force those blood vessels to your lower body. At that time...bang..." The man's body shook violently.

"As the Lan family, the ancient martial arts family should not beg for mercy, so you must not beg for mercy. Even if you become a eunuch, you cannot beg for mercy. Don't lose face to the Lan family."

The man looked panicked, his face was blue and purple.

"Let me...let me go."

"Aren't you an ancient martial arts family?

Isn't it a noble status?

Why did you beg me for mercy?”

Han Mu Youyou said.

"Let me go..." "I know you are not convinced and will definitely come back to cause trouble for me. Don't worry, I will go to your Lan family to settle the scores myself if you don't have to come. I will never finish this matter with you!"

Han Mu said lightly, piercing eighteen acupoints on the man.

Within half a month, the man was in pain unless Han Mu came forward to untie the acupoints.

Otherwise, men cannot survive and die unless... commit suicide!
Chapter completed!
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