Chapter 191: The Conjured Housekeeper [Asking for Recommendation Votes]

"Poof!" Qian Long instantly spat out a mouthful of blood and sat down on the Taigong chair.

"Lee... Tao... He's not dead!" Qian Long said with a dull expression.

Look at the money next to the road away.

Just now, he was confident on his face, but when he heard Li Tao's words, his face had already turned pale.

"Li Tao is not dead?" Qian Luyuan looked puzzled.

How so?

Stephen is a master.

His bullets never....

Before he finished speaking, he slowly raised his head while looking at the housekeeper next to him.

Then looked at Qian Luyuan and Qian Long.

Those eyes were so cold that it was terrifying.

"Master, young master, what do you think of my performance just now?" said the butler with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You... Butler, what's wrong with you?" Qian Luyuan said as he looked at the butler with a wide mouth.

"No, he's not a butler, who are you?" Qian Long slammed the dragon's head stick towards the ground, and a big hole appeared on the ground in an instant.

"I'm your butler!" the butler smiled.

"Who the hell are you!" Qian Luyuan's hands clenched into fists and walked towards the butler angrily.

Then he threw a heavy punch into the butler's head.

But.

I saw the housekeeper stretch out a hand and directly grab Qian Luyuan's fist.

"Young master, who do you think I will be?" As he spoke, the housekeeper grabbed Qian Luyuan's hand tightly, only to hear a click.

Qian Luyuan let out a screaming sound.

That's right.

Qian Luyuan's hand had been broken by the housekeeper.

The bodyguard at the door heard the voice inside the hall.

He had already run into the hall and surrounded the butler tightly.

"Take it for me!" Qian Long roared at everyone.

In an instant, the butler in front of him had turned into a paper figure and appeared in front of everyone.

"What the hell is going on?" said a group of people looking at the paper figure in front of them with blank expressions.

"How can this be?"

The butler who was still in front of everyone just now, this would be a blank slate?

Impossible, unlikely.

Qian Luyuan endured the pain and said.

The butler's move just now was strong and powerful, and he could clearly see the butler's eyes and his pulse.

How did it appear in an instant that it was a paper figure?

Could it be?

He looked at Qian Long.

The expression on his face has become dull.

It was a complete horror.

How is this possible?

"Dad, is this the legendary illusion?"

"Hey!" Qian Long sighed helplessly.

That's right, it's illusion.

The housekeeper just now was conjured up by Li Tao.

And it is also the highest level of Jinqing-level illusion in Huaxia.

His hands trembled.

The whole person becomes uncomfortable.

He looked at Qian Luyuan next to him.

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

The Qian family has been in the capital of China for hundreds of years.

Many of the children of the Qian family used to come from Changbai.

The Qian family's business territory is all over China.

But at this time.

However, they were helpless against a Li Tao.

"The master, the young master is not good!"

Just when everyone was still in infinite thought.

A familiar voice sounded at the door.

Chamberlain.

That's right!

The butler trotted towards them.

A panicked look on his face.

The butler quickly ran into the hall, and then knelt down in front of Qian Long.

"Master, I saw it just now..."Before the housekeeper's words were finished, Qian Luyuan glanced at several bodyguards.

The crowd had already fastened the butler tightly.

"Young Master, what's wrong with me?" the butler looked puzzled.

But at the same time that the housekeeper was puzzled, Qian Luyuan's fist had already hit the housekeeper's face.

Bang bang bang.

Several punches rang out in the butler's face.

The butler's face was swollen like a pig's head.

How.

From the beginning to the end, Qian Lu Yuan did not give the housekeeper a chance to speak.

Looking at his broken arm, which had been twisted by the paper man, he had a smug smile on his face.

"Say, who the hell are you!"

"Young master, I'm a housekeeper!" the housekeeper's swollen inhuman-shaped face looked at Qian Luyuan and said.

"Hmph, I don't believe it!" As he spoke, Qian Luyuan raised a chair next to him and smashed it towards the butler's head.

Just as the chair was about to smash on the butler, he heard Qian Long shout to stop.

The butler's face was already dead, and he didn't understand why the young master would treat him like this.

"Dad, I'm going to kill him!" Qian Luyuan looked at the housekeeper angrily.

"He's real!" Qian Long said as he looked at Qian Luyuan.

Because he saw fear in the butler's eyes, and the butler who had just abolished Qian Luyuan's one-handed eyes were full of murderous energy.

The two people are very different auras.

"Sir, save me!" cried the butler.

He is now completely confused by the monk of Zhanger.

He didn't know.

What the hell did he do wrong.

"What did you do when you trotted into the house just now?" asked Qian Long.

"Sir, I... I just saw someone who looked exactly like me coming in. I'm afraid.... The butler's words were not finished.

Outside the door there was already the sound of laughter.

This voice is an unfamiliar voice.

But the laughter was terrifying.

"Who is the master!" Qian Long walked towards the door with a crutch.

But it doesn't work.

After the haha, I couldn't hear anything.

"Dad, could it be Li Tao?" Qian Luyuan's limbs trembled, and his voice was a little low.

"Lee... Tao?" Qian Long hadn't finished speaking, and he sat directly on the chair next to him.

He has been in charge of the Qian family for decades and has never been afraid of anyone.

But at this moment he was afraid.

Li Tao was able to conjure up a housekeeper today.

Then tomorrow you can conjure up someone else.

At this time, Qian Long's eyes were already full of despair.

"Notice, all the businesses of the Qian family will be closed, all the clansmen will retreat to the old house, and they will not be allowed to appear in Huaxia for a month!" Qian Long finished speaking, and the dragon head stick caused by the 10,000-year-old cold iron hit the ground heavily.

There was an instant burst of righteous qi on the ground, shaking the surrounding bodyguards to the point that they couldn't move.

How.

Even if there is a righteous spirit.

Qian Long can't help it.

The dragon head stick made of his 10,000-year-old cold iron can only have an effect on ordinary people.

For an immortal cultivator like Li Tao, it's simply ...

Qian Long shook his head helplessly and slowly walked towards the inner hall.

"Dad, is our Qian family really afraid of him?" Qian Luyuan called Qian Long from behind.

How.

The money faucet didn't return, and slowly disappeared into the hall.

"Young Master, are we really...?"

Before the housekeeper's words were finished, Qian Luyuan punched the housekeeper again.

This punch was even heavier than the one just now, and it directly knocked the butler's nose out of the blood.

The housekeeper looked at Qian Luyuan sluggishly, with an innocent look on his face.

"This is for this hand of mine!" After speaking, Qian Luyuan dragged his broken arm towards the infirmary.