The Chen family has been rooted in Yicheng for a hundred years, and it can be regarded as a family with a head and a face.

The Chen Family Martial Arts Hall has also been inherited for a hundred years, and the Chen Family Martial Arts is still a little famous in the martial arts world of Huijiang Province.

And the Chen Family Martial Arts Museum is also set up here, in the old house of the Chen family's century-old inheritance, the old house has an ancient style and ancient charm, blue bricks and red tiles, and the appearance is a traditional old mansion in China.

The area of the house is very large, and it is divided into a front hall and a back hall!

The front hall is used by disciples to practice, and the back hall is a place for the Chen family to live and discuss important matters in the hall.

And this old house is located on a bustling street in the west of the city.

Chen Feifei did not rest all the way, and rushed straight to the door of the old mansion, looking at the familiar old mansion that had not changed, Chen Feifei recalled the scenes of the past.

Once upon a time, it was also his home, but there was no going back.

"Yo, isn't this our Chen family, why are you here now?"

"What is the Chen family, have you forgotten that he has been kicked out of the Chen family, he is now a waste!"

The two disciples standing at the gate of the old mansion saw Chen Feifei coming over, sneering, sneering and smiling without scruples, without taking Chen Feifei in their eyes at all.

Chen Feifei ignored the ridicule of the two and said indifferently:

"Get out of here!"

"Damn, this waste dares to talk to us like this, don't give him a little color, I really think that I am the eldest of the Chen family. ”

The two disciples at the door scolded loudly, and smashed their fists into Chen Feifei's face.

"Bang-bang-"

With two muffled sounds, the two disciples vomited blood and flew out, knocking open the door of the old mansion.

They didn't even see how Chen Feifei made a move, they had already been sent flying, and they didn't have the ability to fight back at all.

Looking at the door that crashed open, Chen Feifei was just about to step in, when he suddenly looked up at the plaque on the gate that had been inherited for a hundred years.

Chen Jiawu Museum!

"The current Chen family is no longer the Chen family of the past!"

Chen Feifei sighed secretly, jumped up and took down the hundred-year-old plaque, and walked into the old mansion with it.

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In the back hall of the Chen Family Martial Arts Museum, the atmosphere was extremely depressing at this time.

On a Taishi chair in the hall, a middle-aged man dressed in a white practice uniform with a cold face sat in it, and this person was Chen Feifei's uncle, Chen Jingguo.

On either side of him stood hundreds of disciples in the hall, all of whom looked expressionlessly at a girl kneeling in the center of the hall.

This girl is none other than Chen Wenwen.

"Why do you still arrest me! Isn't it enough that you have forced me and Xiaofan to such a point?"

Chen Wenwen's face was full of anger, and her eyes were full of hatred when she looked at Chen Jingguo.

She and Chen Feifei will end up in such a tragic end, it is completely caused by Chen Jingguo, just for their own selfish desires, unscrupulous means.

"You took something that doesn't belong to you, and I naturally want to get it back!"

Chen Jingguo's expression was cold, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

Chen Wenwen sneered: "Something, grandpa's will, right? Don't think about it in your life, we won't give you grandpa's will, and the position of the owner of the hall depends on what you want to sit on?"

"Palm!"

Chen Jingguo's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he snorted coldly.

When the words fell, Wang Hui, the eldest disciple beside Chen Jingguo, did not have the slightest scruples, stepped forward and slapped Chen Wenwen's fair cheek fiercely, leaving a red slap mark.

Chen Wenwen gritted her teeth and didn't say anything, reached out to wipe the blood off the corner of her mouth, her eyes were full of determination, and she looked like she would rather die than give in.

"Kill me!"

Chen Jingguo sneered: "Kill you! How else can I let that waste take the bait?"

Hearing this, Chen Wenwen's pupils shrank suddenly, and her whole body began to tremble, she knew that the waste in Chen Jingguo's mouth was Chen Feifei.

Chen Wenwen looked at the hundreds of disciples standing in the lobby, all of them ready to go.

Obviously, Chen Jingguo's purpose in arresting her was to lead Chen Feifei into this trap.

With the strength of Chen Jingguo's two realm martial artists, even ten Chen Feifei may not be able to beat it.

Not to mention, there are so many Chen Jingguo's apprentices here.

If Chen Feifei came here, what was the difference between it and sending him to death.

Chen Wenwen's heart was full of despair, and she secretly prayed that Chen Feifei would not run over impulsively.

It's nothing for her to die, anyway, she is already terminally ill and hopeless, and she has to die early or late, but Xiao Fan must not have anything happen.

"Dad, when that waste comes, I'm going to break all his hands and feet, otherwise it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart!"

Chen Hao's face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth and said, his heart was full of resentment.

At this time, he had thick plasters on both of his arms, and even if his arms recovered in the future, he would not be able to practice boxing.

For the children of the martial arts family, this is more uncomfortable than killing him.

"I'll catch that waste later, and I'll hand it over to you to dispose of!"

Chen Jingguo didn't care, as if this Chen Feifei was already in his bag.

"Yes, Dad, you'll see how I concoct that shit, and if I dare to go against our father and son, I'll show him what cruelty is. ”

Chen Hao sneered, his eyes were full of meaning, and his mind had already begun to fantasize about Chen Feifei kneeling in front of him and wailing.

"Despicable, Chen Jingguo, you are a villain, you are not worthy of being the owner of the museum-"

Chen Wenwen listened to the words of Chen Jingguo's father and son, her eyes were red with anger, and she scolded loudly.

"Yasukuni is not worthy of being the owner of the museum, and it is not your turn to be a female doll! We say he is, he is!"

"Yes, dare to confront the hall owner in person, Wang Hui, the family law serves!"

Several old men sitting on the chairs on Chen Jingguo's left side said with unkind faces.

They are all elders of the Chen family, and if it weren't for their support at the beginning, Chen Jingguo would not have been able to sit in the position of the head of the Chen family.

Chen Feifei was driven to his home, which was also caused by their support.

Now as long as Chen Jingguo can get the will on Chen Feifei, this century-old mansion and the position of the owner of the Chen Family Martial Arts Pavilion will all belong to him.

Several old men gave an order, and the eldest apprentice Wang Hui didn't say a word, immediately turned around and picked up a wooden stick, jerked it suddenly, and swept it towards Chen Wenwen's back.

The Chen family's family law is stick punishment.

With Chen Wenwen's weak body, where can she withstand this stick punishment, I am afraid that this stick will kill her.

Wang Hui also showed the slightest mercilessness, and this stick was pulled down with a whistling sound, and you can imagine how much power there is.

Looking at the wooden stick that came quickly, Chen Wenwen closed her eyes in pain, a tear crossed her cheek, and her heart was already dead.

"Who dares to touch Sister Wen!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came.

Immediately, a sound of breaking the sky exploded, and a black shadow shot towards Wang Hui in an instant, so fast that even the naked eye could not see what the black shadow was.

Hearing the sound, Wang Hui was startled, and hurriedly blocked it with a wooden stick, but only heard a "click", and the wooden stick broke in response.

The black shadow hit Wang Hui's chest so hard.

Only a series of "clicks" were heard as bones shattered.

Wang Hui spewed blood mist from his mouth, flew upside down, and slammed straight into the wall behind him.

The huge force cracked the layers of the wall, and Wang Hui's whole person was embedded in the wall, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Looking at his chest again, it had collapsed violently, and his ribs were all broken.

A dignified one-realm martial artist was abolished in the blink of an eye, what a domineering power this is.

"Xiaohui—"

"Senior Brother Wang—"

Everyone in the lobby was taken aback and subconsciously exclaimed.

Things were going so fast that before they could react, Wang Hui had already been knocked away.

When they settled down and looked at the thing that had just hit Wang Hui, they couldn't help but be stunned.

It was actually the plaque on the gate of the Chen family.

"Xiaofan, why are you here, you go quickly, this is a trap-"

What tragic fate did Wang Hui have, Chen Wenwen didn't bother to pay attention, and her eyes were only attracted by one person at this time.

Watching the familiar figure come step by step, Chen Wenwen's tears still flowed down no matter how she endured it.

Although he hoped that Chen Feifei could take her away, all he said was to let him go quickly, and leave her alone.

Looking at the tears flowing from Chen Wenwen's beautiful eyes, Chen Feifei felt pained, and he quickly stepped forward and hugged Chen Wenwen in his arms.

"Xiaofan, don't worry about me, you go quickly-"

Chen Wenwen cried and pushed Chen Feifei's chest hard, trying to break free from his embrace, but no matter how she pushed, she was still tightly held in her arms.

"Sister Wen, I won't leave, I said, no one can bully you with me!" Chen Feifei said in a deep tone.

After Chen Wenwen heard this, the defense line in her heart completely collapsed, hugged Chen Feifei and cried loudly, as if she wanted to cry out all the fears and grievances in her heart.

"Don't be a descendant, don't be a descendant! The plaque handed down by your ancestors can you take it down casually!"

When the old men saw the plaque, they were all so angry that their beards trembled, and they pointed at Chen Feifei and scolded loudly.

"Waste, you really dare to come, this time I see how arrogant you are!"

Chen Hao gritted his teeth and glared at Chen Feifei, as if he wanted to swallow him in one go.

But Chen Jingguo looked at it expressionlessly, his eyes were cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Chen Feifei ignored everyone's ridicule and scolding, and his eyes fell on the slap mark on Chen Wenwen's fair cheek.

"Sister Wen, who hit this!"

Chen Feifei gently stroked her cheek, and the anger in his eyes seemed to erupt.

Chen Wenwen shook her head: "Xiaofan, I'm fine, let's go!"

"Want to go, I'll let you go!"

Chen Jingguo snorted coldly, and said in an indifferent tone: "Chen Feifei, I advise you to honestly hand over the old man's will, otherwise don't blame me for not remembering the old love!"

Chen Feifei raised his head, his eyes were on fire, staring straight into Chen Jingguo's eyes, and said:

"The wound on Sister Wen's face, you hit it?"

"Hmph! As a junior, he dares to contradict the hall owner, this is a big rule, and a slap in the face is still light!"

Before Chen Jingguo could speak, the old man standing on the side said indignantly.

"Chen Feifei has been discussed by our elders, the position of the owner of the Chen Family Martial Arts Pavilion should be held by Yasukuni, hurry up and take out your grandfather's will, don't waste our time!" said another old man arrogantly.

Chen Feifei's eyes narrowed slightly: "What if I don't take it!"