After Jiang Wang left, the wall behind Fang Zehou suddenly slid open and a secret door opened. Fang Heling was tied to a chair and pushed out in an extremely humiliating manner.
Wangyue Tower was originally owned by the Fang family, so Fang Pengju chose to murder Jiang Wang here.
Fang Zehou raised his hand and pushed Fang Heling's Fang family priest to release him from the ban on his tongue and at the same time untied the rope.
But Fang Heling didn't move, his whole body was like a puddle of mud, just slumped on the chair.
It turned out that he had been observing the conversation in the private room under the surveillance of the priest, but he could neither speak nor move.
"As you can see." Fang Zehou said: "He relied on his true strength to defeat you, without any tricks. There is a naked gap between you and Jiang Wang that you didn't notice."
Fang Heling didn't speak, but the look in his eyes when he looked at his father almost had a hint of pleading, saying, please, stop talking!
"As you can see, your father has lost his face because of you." Fang Zehou continued.
Fang Heling's eyes drooped, his light blurred.
Fang Zehou walked up to him, reached out and pinched his face, making him look at him.
"As you can see, our Fang family is looked down upon by others because of you!" Fang Zehou said.
Fang Heling's tears rolled down. He stretched out his hands to stop them, and even tried to stuff the tears back, but the resistance was so weak. He couldn't stop himself from being as weak as a dog.
And Fang Zehou's voice continued: "For you, I suppressed your cousin's resources. For you, I gave up many benefits, just to give you a chance to enter the inner gate of the Taoist temple. For you, I can endure any grievances.
.And what about you?! You have become the laughing stock of the entire Maplewood City in front of everyone, and now you are even more self-destructive and like a waste. You have also made me, Fang Zehou, a joke!"
"I don't want to either, I don't want to either..." Fang Heling shook his head, murmured, and shed tears, and then finally shouted: "I don't want this either!"
"Then prove it to me!" Fang Zehou shouted!
This middle-aged man, this man who had already taken control of the Fang family, relaxed his grip on his hands.
He instead held Fang Heling's face with both hands and said slowly: "Then prove it to me...my son."
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Leaving Wangyue Tower, Jiang Wang's footsteps were not heavy.
Frankly speaking, after entering the inner gate, he no longer worried about what the Fang family would do to him. Although the so-called Fang family in Maplewood City was rich and powerful, compared to the Taoist Academy, what was it?
As long as he, Jiang Wang, is brave and diligent in his cultivation, sooner or later he will have an official position in Zhuang State, and maybe he will be promoted to Xin'an City, the capital of Zhuang City. There is no need to pay too much attention to the noble squire family in Maplewood City.
Only today, when Fang Zehou mentioned Jiang Anan, Jiang Wang was really tempted to kill him. Even if the Fang family did nothing else but instigated some clan members to bully Anan in school, this was something Jiang Wang couldn't bear.
He can bear some grievances, but An An can't. His father is dead, his aunt has remarried, and Jiang Anan only has him.
"Are you full...Hey! You're still rubbing it on my clothes!" Jiang Wang reached out and pulled Jiang Anan's little head away.
At that time, she was being held in her arms and secretly rubbing her mouth full of oil on Jiang Wang's shoulder.
Jiang Anan blinked her big eyes, and her mouth was clean, but it was very innocent: "You don't even wipe your hands for me..."
Jiang Wang surrendered immediately and said in a helpless voice: "Look where else is clean on my body... feel free to do whatever you want."
This is self-destruction.
Jiang Anan wiped her busy little hands, and suddenly thought of something: "What did you just say?"
"Let me ask you... alas!" Jiang Wang sighed and said directly: "Cai Ji Mutton Shop?"
"Yeah." Jiang Anan nodded wildly. She stretched out her little hand, held her brother's face, and pushed it to the left: "Go this way!"
Jiang Wang stepped back in disgust, "I know the way!"
Jiang Anan was already excited, "Drive~!"
Jiang Wang hugged Jiang Anan and headed towards the mutton restaurant.
"By the way, sir, I want you to go to the private school tomorrow." Jiang Anan really remembered something this time.
Jiang Wang frowned: "Did your husband say anything?"
Xiao Anan thought for a while, buried her head in Jiang Wang's chest, and said in a low voice, "I don't know."
Jiang Wang suddenly became worried.
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At the same time, in the city lord's palace, a dialogue that only existed between Dong A and Wei Quji was also going on.
"...If it's really what I think, with this bait, I don't have to worry about them not taking the bait. When those monsters jump out, we will close the net in one fell swoop and kill them all!" Wei Quji clenched his fist and waved,
"That's the whole plan."
"The plan is very rigorous." Dong A nodded, his expression still unchanged: "But I don't think it means much."
"Why?"
"Do you think..." Dong Amu looked at him sarcastically: "Is it necessary for the group of people who caused the tragedy in Xiaolin Town to appear in Maplewood City?"
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know what the White Bone Dao you are talking about, nor do I know the appeal of the thing you worked so hard to get. But for such a big event as the Three Cities Discussion, Maplewood City is heavily guarded, and that thing is really worth the risk.
Is it such a big risk? There’s no way a fool could trick us and sacrifice Xiaolin Town under our noses! Besides, you’re not sure if they are Bones Dao, right?”
"Then we can only try this way, Dong A! It has been so long since the incident in Xiaolin Town, and I have to give an explanation!"
"But how sure are you? Do you want to risk the safety of the people of Maplewood City on your certainty?"
"Maplewood City belongs to me, and my mind has been made up!"
Dong Ah snapped and said, "Maplewood City is Zhuang Country's Maplewood City!"
"Dong A, think about it." Wei Quji had no choice but to soften his attitude: "In Qin State, in Jing State, or even in Yong State next door to us! Could they do such a thing? They sacrificed an entire town!
Thousands of people, how many generations of souls who should have rested in peace!
The slightest movement of the Qinghe Water Mansion will cause the entire Qinghe County army to be on guard. A Heart-Eating Man-Devil appears, and the entire Qinghe County Criminal Investigation Department swarms in. The other party knows us well, but we know nothing about them!
Do you still want to see something like this? It’s time, we must find out!”
Wei Quji sat down slumped: "Yes, we all have responsibilities. Those who died in vain, among the names they regretted and cursed before they died, you should be included, and I should be included."
His voice was tired: "Just follow your plan. The Taoist Temple will cooperate. If those monsters really appear again, let me see...whether good and evil are rewarded!"
"If those people are really from the White Bone Path, the Mingzhu should be very important to them. After all, it is something... taken out from there."
"No matter what, I will fully cooperate with you this time. I hope this three-city discussion will not become a joke in Qinghe County."
"Maybe they will come, or maybe they won't. But I can only give it a try." Wei Quji murmured, and then asked: "Is it true that I, Zhu Wei, can't come back? Nothing will happen.
Is it okay?"
"His battlefield is not here." Dong A turned his head sideways and seemed to see something far away in the sky through the window. "He is a person destined to shine in the National Highway Academy. It is just a waste to ask for a quota. Three Cities Talking about Dao
I hope Zhang Linchuan can win that spot."
"In this way, Maplewood City will have two talents from the National Academy of Sciences. Your idea is perfect."
"I will guide them with all my strength. Even if it is my little, insignificant salvation."
In the dark room, someone sighed.
The seats are empty.
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