Meanwhile!

The remaining three families in Linhai!

The heads of the Han family, the Sun family, and the Wang family got the news of Han Wushuang's appearance one after another.

For a while, the undercurrent of the four major families in LH City surged and began to act.

The revenge of killing the son is not shared.

Since Han Wushuang has reappeared, he must be left behind!

In the car ahead, Han Wushuang was silent, and Du Guoqiang didn't even dare to breathe.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a loud bang echoed, and a large truck suddenly rushed out obliquely, slammed into the car in front of it, blocking the way.

Almost at the same time, a large truck rushed out from the rear and blocked the back road in the same way.

Next, in the woods on both sides, a lot of people rushed out of the hula, each with a weapon in his hand.

Sudden changes are like disasters for ordinary people.

"Boss. ”

The driver shouted in a panic.

"Panic what. Du Guoqiang let out an angry roar.

The King of War in the Western Realm is in the car, and no matter how many enemies come, he is not afraid.

However, he couldn't help but glance at Han Wushuang.

The next moment, he also completely calmed down.

Han Wushuang's face was calm, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint sneer: "It's finally progressive, and the reaction is very fast!"

Confident, disdainful......

The king of war is the king of war!

Not afraid of danger, not alarmed, full of confidence.

Someone came, a white shirt and a black suit, the movements were neat and uniform, and the training was well-trained.

Nearly twenty men, armed with firearms, surrounded the car sandwiched in the middle.

In the car, Du Guoqiang couldn't help but ask: "Han Shuai, do you want to call someone?"

Han Wushuang gently spit out a few words: "Call someone to collect the corpse!"

Du Guoqiang glanced at him in astonishment, and then understood.

Han Wushuang opened the car door and got out of the car alone.

Seeing his back, Du Guoqiang slapped his head hard, and his face was embarrassed.

This is the King of the Western War, what were you thinking just now?

Whew!

Han Wushuang had just gotten out of the car, and all the guns were aimed at him.

The twenty people who came here were all dead soldiers cultivated by the Feng family, and their faces were solemn at the moment, and there was no emotion in their eyes.

"Give you a chance, leave now, and live!" Han Wushuang glanced at the audience and said calmly.

I don't say it because I'm afraid.

The same person who got up from the pile of dead people, Han Wushuang understood the hardships of these dead soldiers.

They died for the four major families, and it was not worth it!

Even though he knew it meant nothing, he wanted to give them a chance to choose again.

Really!

The twenty dead soldiers were completely unmoved, and they all looked at Han Wushuang with an indifferent gaze.

From the day they sold their lives to the Feng family, they were already dead.

The heart is like a rock, and death is like home!

In their eyes, today only the enemy falls.

The violent gunshots echoed, and Du Guoqiang looked out of the car, his face full of excitement.

He didn't expect to be able to witness the Western War King make a move.

"Big brother, who is he?" the driver muttered to himself.

"The King of the Western Realms, the God of the Western Realm!"

Du Guoqiang's tone was sonorous, his fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body was tense!

In less than a minute!

The last dead man fell with reluctance.

Until he died, the dead man didn't understand how he and others were so vulnerable.

I can't even see how the other party makes a move, and I have completely lost the opportunity to make a move.

Soon, Du Guoqiang's subordinate Liu Hai rushed over, and after a short shock, he quickly disposed of the corpse on the ground.

Feng family, Feng Zhaohong was sitting on the luxurious leather sofa in the hall sipping fine tea, waiting for the dead man of the family to bring the enemy Han Wushuang.

The twenty strongest players were all dispatched, which was enough to sweep away a regiment and clean up a Han Wushuang, and he didn't think there would be any accidents.

He was already secretly thinking in his heart, how to torture him fiercely after Han Wushuang was brought over, and the hatred in his heart.

"Dad. Feng Wuyun stumbled into the house, his tone panicked.

Feng Zhaohong frowned, put the teacup on the table heavily, and asked sharply, "What's the matter?"

Feng Wuyun's neck shrunk and stammered, "All...... Dead ...... Suddenly, they couldn't be contacted, I guess it was...... Failed. ”

"What? No way! Absolutely impossible!" Feng Zhaohong slapped the table.

He couldn't believe that Han Wushuang would be able to kill the twenty dead soldiers he had carefully cultivated.

"There are traces of fighting at the ambush site, but no one is gone, and the scene seems to have been cleaned up!" Feng Wuyun reported truthfully.

"Looks like we're underestimating him!"

There was silence.

Feng Zhaohong finally accepted this fact, and his face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

His son was killed, and the enemy was at large for so many years, and now he is still running out to show off his might, which is simply slapping him in the face.

After a moment of silence, Feng Zhaohong took out her mobile phone and dialed several calls in turn.

Han Tianzhong, Sun Haicheng, Wang Yundi.

Like him, he is the current speaker of the four major families.

The sons of the four of them, the four rich young men in Linhai, all died at the hands of Han Wushuang.

Feng Zhaohong's idea is very simple, since Han Wushuang is so difficult, then the other three should also get involved, otherwise the loss of the Feng family will be too great.