To seek the support of the family, of course one must have enough capital to be taken seriously. Fan Jianqiang's capital is the impressive speed of being promoted from a quasi-demon clan to a third-generation demon clan in less than a year!
Geniuses are valued everywhere. In a world like the Demon World where the strong are respected, can the Yu family turn a blind eye to a genius who can practice so quickly?
Fan Jianqiang got used to the cars in the demon world and found that there was almost no difference between the cars here and the cars in his own small world. The only slight difference was the power and toughness of the body.
Cars are not fueled by gasoline, but use a kind of ore. The technology in the demon world that collects fuel from ores to drive cars is very mature. If it weren't for the fact that the Apando space cannot be opened, Fan Jianqiang would really like to make a few
Dozens of tons of ore will be returned so that modern cars can be used in your own Apando space.
The tough body is like an armored car or a tank. It is very strong. It should be the owner of the car to prevent enemy attacks.
And such cars are also very expensive, and not many people can afford to drive them.
"Moxiao, would you like to keep my mother company?" Fan Jianqiang said while driving.
Mo Xiao looked at Fan Jianqiang in surprise and said, "You...are you going to drive me away? Is there something I didn't do well?"
Fan Qiangqiang smiled and said: "It's not that you are bad, and I don't want to drive you away...but if you follow my mother, you can have a better living environment."
"I don't want to." Moxiao refused bluntly, her little mouth pouting.
"Oh, little girl, you're actually angry." Fan Jianqiang couldn't help laughing.
Mo Xiao said aggrievedly: "I just want to follow you, and I will go wherever you go."
Fan Qiangqiang smiled and touched her little head: "Let's not talk about it for now. When we get there, if you like it, you can make a decision."
This little girl is an orphan. She lost her parents at an age before her memory was formed. She was taken in by Chun Liang and kept in an underground boxing ring to do whatever she could.
There is no doubt that this is because she is still young. If she had waited another year or two, she might have become like an immortal, using her body to make money for the boxing ring.
Such a cute little girl, Fan Jianqiang couldn't bear her becoming like that.
Not long after, Fan Jianqiang drove to the Yu family manor according to the information in the intelligence!
"I am Yu Meng." At the majestic gate, a guard dressed as a guard walked to the car.
Fan Jianqiang took out his ID card and held it with two fingers, looking proud.
At this time, Fan Jianqiang had taken off his mask. The guard was stunned by Fan Jianqiang's stunning appearance. He immediately smiled politely, took the ID card, and said, "Please wait a moment."
He took his ID card to a machine at the gate and swiped it. The guard's face immediately became colorful, and he walked back awkwardly and said, "Excuse me... could you please make a call to anyone inside?"
Ask them to come out and take you in alone?"
Fan Jianqiang frowned and his tone suddenly turned cold: "What? As a member of the Yu family, you won't let me in?"
The guard hurriedly explained: "No, no, a person of low status like me would dare to stop you. It's just that you... you are not on the list of people allowed to enter and leave the manor. Of course, this should be an oversight at work. Please don't
Sorry."
Fan Jianqiang's expression softened slightly and said: "Well, I can't blame you. I won't embarrass you. Just go and ask Madam Six to come out and pick me up!"
"Then how should I describe your identity to Madam Six?"
Fan Jianqiang said impatiently: "Just say I am Yu Meng!"
When the guard hurriedly went to the booth inside the gate to make a phone call, Fan Qiangqiang took a deep breath.
He was still a little nervous. Even though he was bluffing and intimidating the guard, in his heart, he was still worried that he would be betrayed.
After a while, the guard came over with a flattering smile on his face and said that the Sixth Madam would be out soon.
Fan Jianqiang smiled and chatted with him for a few words. The guard was flattered. Suddenly, another car came from a distance. The guard changed his color slightly and hurriedly apologized and stepped aside.
The car only slowed down slightly and sped away from Fan Jianqiang's car.
Fan Jianqiang identified that the person driving the car was Yu Wuchen's eldest son, Yu Feng, and the future successor of the Yu family.
This Yufeng is the person Fan Jianqiang should call his eldest brother. He is around thirty years old, more than ten years older than Fan Jianqiang. His current level is that of a fifth-generation demon.
Yufeng didn't even see Fan Jianqiang, who was still sitting in the car, and walked away.
After a while, a car that looked like a golf cart drove out. Fan Qiangqiang touched Mo Xiao's arm, opened the door and got out of the car.
When he saw this woman with whom he had a very special relationship, walking over after getting out of the car with a smile that made people feel heartbroken, Fan Jianqiang felt a little blocked in his heart.
Is this my mother according to the information?
Is this thirty-five years old? If he hadn't had a good memory and memorized the photo firmly, Fan Qianqiang would have hardly been able to recognize it.
It is unimaginable that Yunhe is older in real life than in the photo.
Yunhe, who wanted to maintain his composure at first, walked a few steps with graceful steps, tears welled up in his eyes, and finally rushed towards Fan Jianqiang.
"Son... son, you are back!"
Even if the other person has no blood relationship with him at all, a woman's true feelings and tears streaming down her face still make Fan Jianqiang feel melted by her deep feelings.
"Well, well, I'm back."
"You have lost weight, Meng. Have you suffered a lot?"
Yunhe was like an airport security inspector, carefully checking whether his son was intact.
"I'm not losing weight, I'm just getting stronger."
Fan Jianqiang was moved by a woman's tenderness and motherly love. In his heart, he could understand that Yu Wuchen had seven wives on the surface, but in fact he had at least ten lovers outside his house. Yun Henian
How much care can Yu Wuchen take for her as she ages?
Just because he left his "son" to fend for himself in a martial arts school, one can imagine Yunhe's status in the Yu family.
"Who is this little girl?" Yunhe finally saw Moxiao and asked strangely.
Fan Jianqiang suddenly felt something in his heart and said, "Her name is Mo Xiao, she is my sister."
Moxiao didn't expect Fan Jianqiang to say such words. She was startled for a moment, and a mist suddenly appeared in her big eyes.
"Why don't you call me?" Fan Jianqiang smiled and touched Moxiao's head with one hand, and gently pushed her in front of Yunhe.
"Mother..." Moxiao called out unfamiliarly, and tears finally rolled down her face.
Moxiao had never called her mother before, and this was the first time she had said it out of her mouth since she was born.
Although, I shouted countless times in my dreams...
Yunhe glanced at Fan Jianqiang in surprise, felt pity for her, held Moxiao in his arms, and said softly: "Good, good boy."
Mo Xiao burst into tears and couldn't hold back her tears.
Fan Jianqiang smiled bitterly: "This little girl has a pitiful background. She has had no parents since she was a child. This should be the first time she calls out the word mother..."
Yunhe hugged Moxiao tightly and kept calling her "little darling, sweetheart". He didn't know how much he liked and loved her.
Fan Jianqiang asked them to get in the car and drove into the Yu family manor.
This manor is like a small town, with a large area, forests, mountains and water in the garden, and an excellent environment. The first family in Weiyu City still has these pomps.
Following Yunhe's directions, Fan Qiangqiang drove the car to the entrance of a private courtyard.
This courtyard is a bit simple, but it is also elegant.
"Meng, Mo Xiao and I are cooking at home. You can take advantage of this time to go to the main house to meet your father. Say hello and come back."
"What's the rush? I'll go after dinner."
Yunhe said angrily: "Be obedient and know the etiquette. You are no longer a child."
Fan Qiangqiang smiled: "That's okay, I'll go over and say hello and come back."
"That's good. Go quickly and I'll prepare your favorite dish for you."
Fan Jianqiang definitely wants to go there. This is the main purpose of his coming to Yujia Manor.
Fan Jianqiang waved to Moxiao, whose big eyes were still red, and walked out of the yard with a smile.
Fan Jianqiang also turned his head inadvertently, and suddenly saw Moxiao, a thin and frail girl, standing at the door of the yard, her eyes eagerly looking forward to her pretty appearance, and he couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart that could only exist between relatives.
Fan Jianqiang did not drive, but walked to the main house in the center of the manor. As he walked, a strong desire for protection surged from deep in his heart.
Yu Meng's mother, this little girl Moxiao.
The most important thing now is to get family support from the Yu family. With family support, you can practice faster!
Most of the people he met along the way were unknown to him, and as long as he had no impression of them, they were obviously not important people. Fan Jianqiang just smiled or nodded casually.
The main house is a magnificently decorated building with a very exotic style and is also very beautiful and noble.
Standing at the door were eight men in fancy attire, with gorgeous decorative swords around their waists. Although I don't know if these eight senior guards were dressed as decorations, they still looked quite stylish.
The two guards standing on both sides of the gate cast their eyes on Fan Jianqiang. When they saw him walking straight over, they frowned and looked at each other. At the same time, they took a step forward and stopped Fan Jianqiang.
Fan Jianqiang said proudly: "Go and tell the clan leader that his son Yu Meng is here to pay his respects."
His bossy and arrogant attitude made the two guards hesitate slightly, and one of them said stiffly: "Please wait a moment, we will report."
Fan Jianqiang waved his hand casually, as if chasing chickens and ducks: "Go ahead."
Not long after, the guard returned and said, "Master Yu Meng, please wait patiently. The clan leader is discussing important matters with the guests."
"How long will that take?"
"Please forgive us for not asking any more questions."
Fan Jianqiang pondered for a few seconds and said, "Can't I go in and wait?"
"I'm sorry, we don't dare to make any arbitrary decisions. Please wait patiently for Young Master Yu Meng to hear from the clan leader."
Fan Jianqiang shrugged and had to wait under the long stairs. After waiting for more than ten minutes, he suddenly saw two teenagers walking over from a distance while talking. Fan Jianqiang recognized them. They were about the same age as him.
They are all his cousins, one is the third wife’s son Yu Hui, and the other is the second wife’s son Yu Mo.
The two cousins looked at Fan Jianqiang curiously and seemed not to recognize him at first, but soon Yu Mo recognized him and shouted in surprise: "Aren't you the sixth aunt's only son, Yu Meng? Why are you back?"
Hearing this reminder, Yu Hui showed a look of contempt in his eyes and said, "Who am I talking about? It turns out to be Yu Meng, the trash who is still a quasi-demon at the age of fifteen."