"Hypocritical, why do I want you to be polite?" Yang Buwei scolded.
Mo Xiaochou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How long had it been, Yang Buwei actually still had the intention to make a joke.
"Mr. Yang, when I came here, Mr. Yang Wei came to me specifically and asked me not to embarrass you for his sake.
However, I am not trying to make things difficult for you. It is just because you are too high-profile. Now almost everyone is criticizing you.
We must not forget the teachings of our ancestors. Whatever is good in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. It is better to keep a low profile." The man in the suit kept talking, as if he was trying to excuse himself.
"If you fart, hurry up and don't make such a long preparation. I don't have that much patience." Yang Buwei still scolded.
"Mr. Yang Buwei, you'd better listen to what I have to say. Young Master Zhu and the others still love talents. As long as you are willing to be used by Young Master Zhu,
Mr. Zhu will personally detoxify you and apologize to you. Of course, there will be another answer, so I don’t need to tell you." said the man in a suit.
When Mo Xiaochou saw this, he winked at Yang Buwei repeatedly: "Mr. Yang, Young Master Zhu also cherishes talents, otherwise you would agree to Young Master Zhu."
However, Yang Buwei not only didn't seem to hear Mo Xiaochou's words, it was more like he didn't see Mo Xiaochou: "Go back and tell Mr. Zhu to let him go."
The man in the suit's mouth moved a few times, and you squeezed out a few words through your teeth: "Mr. Yang, if you don't seize the opportunity, you can't blame others."
The other three men in suits walked directly behind and on both sides of Yang Buwei.
Even if Mo Xiaochou had the best intentions at the moment, he couldn't help.
Of course, even if she wanted to help, Mo Xiaochou would not act rashly. Once Zhu Feng noticed it, the task she wanted to complete for Wang Gensheng would never be completed.
Yang Buwei still didn't move, or maybe he knew that resistance was futile and simply gave up.
A man in a suit reached out to grab Yang Buwei's shoulder. Yang Buwei shook slightly and moved away.
Another man in a suit punched Yang Buwei. No matter which angle he looked at, it was difficult for Yang Buwei to avoid the punch.
It is estimated that Yang Buwei knew that he could not avoid it, so he used his fists to meet the enemy.
It's a pity that he has no inner strength at this moment.
The man in the suit punched him from the front to the back of the sofa. If not for Yang's agility, he would have fallen to the ground.
Yang Buwei stood behind the sofa, as if he was drunk. Without his hands to support objects, it was difficult for his body to maintain balance.
"Mr. Yang, you'd better admit defeat. It's not a scandal to admit defeat in front of a strong man." The man in a suit persuaded proudly.
"Do you think you are a strong person?" Yang Buwei waved his hand and asked with a smile.
"At least, at this moment, I am the strong one." The man in the suit replied confidently.
"If I hadn't been poisoned, it wouldn't be your turn to brag in front of me." Yang Buwei glared at the man in the suit.
"Haha, you were careless and could you blame others? Stop talking nonsense to him, just kill him and return to his life." The man in the suit said with a heavy face.
The three men were divided into three different angles and rushed towards Yang Buwei.
One person struck Yang Buwei with one palm, and the force of the palm was simply unstoppable.
A flash of white light suddenly flashed, and the man's palms were dancing on the ground, like the soles of his feet wearing skate shoes.
A masked man in black, holding a samurai sword, stared at him and confronted several men in suits.
But no one knows who this masked man is.
The only thing that is certain is that this person must be Yang Buwei's friend, and now he wants to save Yang Buwei from danger.
The world is a big place, and naturally different major events will happen in different places at the same time.
Linshui City, Wenjia.
At this moment, I experienced a disaster sent by God.
Mr. Wen, Wen Changsheng, was obsessed with cultivating immortality and refining alchemy all his life, but he really made no achievements.
The only thing that made him feel accomplished was that he had mastered the art of divination and fortune telling.
It's a pity that it hasn't reached the extreme yet, so it can't show much power.
The only thing is that Wenchang Shenghui performs divination.
He was able to predict that the Wen family would have many twists and turns tonight, but in the end they would turn the corner.
Wen Changsheng gave the opportunity to his granddaughter, but he dragged his old and tired body to fight with Zhu Dong.
Zhu Dong, who is only forty years old, is young and vigorous.
But Wen Changsheng was in his dying years, so how could he be his opponent?
Wen Changsheng was knocked to the ground by Zhu Dong's two palms. Although he did not lose his life, he was still seriously injured.
Wen Fengnian came over to help Wen Changsheng, but Wen Changsheng pushed him away: "Get out of the way, I won't be that bad, I won't die after all."
"Emma, are you a tough guy who can't be beaten to death?" Zhu Dong was a little stunned.
Therefore, Wen Changsheng is called Laoqiang, Xiaoqiang with super vitality.
"Son, don't be stubborn. Do you know what you are doing now?" Wen Changsheng wiped the blood on his mouth and sneered.
At the moment when he fell down, Wen Changsheng suddenly had such a picture in his mind.
Zhu Dong's arm was forcibly torn off and used as a pig's leg to dance in the air.
However, that was just a picture. It passed by in a flash. Wen Changsheng didn't quite believe that such a picture would turn into reality.
"Mr. Wen, now I just want to destroy the Duan family first, and then the Wen family. By the way, there is a Su family coming to join in the fun tonight, so I will take it in by the way."
Zhu Dong seemed extremely confident, but now that he had the capital to be confident, almost everyone had lost, but he seemed to have suddenly emerged.
Wen Changsheng was still gritting his teeth and fighting with Zhu Dong. As for what the outcome would be, he no longer wanted to delve into it.
If you can endure it for a while, then endure it for a while longer. The only one who can save everyone tonight is Wang Gensheng.
It's just that Wang Gensheng has gone to save people now. Otherwise, how could Zhu Dong be so arrogant here?
Wen Changsheng was knocked away again, but this time it was not him who struggled to get up, but Wen Xiu who helped him up from the ground.
Wen Changsheng glanced at Wen Xiu and laughed: "Xiu'er, how are you doing with your sword skills?"
"Grandpa, it's so complicated, how can I learn it all at once? Uncle Duan is here, why not let Uncle Duan learn it?" Wenxiu asked with a frown.
"Your Uncle Duan is seriously injured now, but you are the only one who still has the energy. Now is the time for you to contribute to the Wen family." Wen Changsheng replied in a deep voice.
"Wenxiu, listen, the sword follows your heart, your heart moves according to your will, you don't stick to one pattern, and you go with the flow." Duan Tianya concluded.
This is the secret of Duan Tianya's swordsmanship that dominates the world, and it is the first time it has been revealed tonight.