When Wang Tu's voice appeared, Mr. Huang and his mistress were shocked, and they were almost frightened.

The two of them were still flirting, and suddenly there was such a sound, and then both of them subconsciously followed the prestige, only to see a young man in white sitting on a sofa seat by the door, with a red wine glass and red wine bottle in his hand, pouring himself a drink.

"Who are you, it's illegal to break into a private house, get out of here, or I'll call the police!" the mistress screamed repeatedly.

Since Mr. Huang became rich, his life and rest can be called chaotic, so these mistresses are almost tired of changing one by one, so how can this mistress recognize the king, but don't talk about this mistress, even when Mr. Huang sees him in person, he may not be able to recognize the king's disciple.

At the beginning, Tang Hao's subordinates didn't know how many people, but they only knew that Tang Hao had a white-clothed heavenly master behind him as a backer, but no one had ever seen what the white-clothed heavenly master looked like.

"You won't leave, will you?"

The mistress was also much used to Mr. Huang, and there was almost no one in his eyes, so he immediately picked up his mobile phone and called the bodyguard to teach the king a hard lesson.

But as soon as she picked up the mobile phone, the latest mobile phone that had just left the factory and was obtained by Mr. Huang by virtue of his relationship exploded out of thin air, and the debris almost cut his mistress's face, in addition, the explosion could shake the mistress's eardrum very lightly.

The mistress looked over and saw that Wang Tu had just waved a finger, and he was obviously responsible for the explosion of the mobile phone just now.

"Bastard, but you have a little ability, and you dare to shout here, I've seen a lot of strange people like you, but do you know who Mr. Huang is?"

Wang Tu pinched the crystal cup in his hand, gently sobered up, and said contemptuously: "Ants." ”

After hearing this, the mistress was about to go crazy, but was stopped by Mr. Huang.

"Look at your appearance, I'm afraid that whoever invited the killer will take my life, but do you know that my status in Jiangnan is as important as this, if you kill me, the consequences will definitely not be what the master behind you can afford. Mr. Huang was very calm and authentic.

Although he was a small staff member under Tang Hao a year ago, after experiencing the ups and downs of the past year, he is also a big boss, how can he be bluffed by a small role like Wang Tu.

"Is there a consequence in this world that I can't afford?" the corner of Wang Tu's mouth curled into a mockery.

"Mr. Huang's subordinates are a team of thousands of people, that is, there are people in both black and white, none of them are easy to provoke, if you dare to touch Mr. Huang's hair today, you won't be able to see the rising sun tomorrow!"

"Boy, who are you and who sent you?" Mr. Huang felt that the threat was enough, so he clasped his five fingers on the table and knocked on the cold road again and again.

"You don't know me, and you dare to say that you are thriving in Jiangnan?" Wang Tu also smiled coldly, but what he laughed at was Mr. Huang's ignorance.

When Mr. Huang heard this, he frowned sharply and looked at the Wang disciple from beginning to end.

'White shirt, less than twenty years old, martial arts extraordinary......

Mr. Huang thought of it again and again in his heart, and suddenly remembered a nightmarish figure, and his body suddenly became weak, and he almost didn't fall off the sofa.

"Could it be that you are a white-clothed Heavenly Master?"

"No, it won't!"

Hearing Boss Huang's words, the mistress was also shocked, her legs and feet were weak, and she sat directly on the ground, with great fear in her eyes, and she didn't even dare to look directly at the Wang disciple.

Legend has it that the white-clothed Heavenly Master was a teenager who was known for his terrifying talent for martial arts.

"It's impossible, the white-clothed Heavenly Master has already died in Tianzhu!" the mistress screamed in a lost voice.

Now looking at the sad and joyless face of the king, every time I look at it, I feel as if I am looking at a hideous ghost.

"Yes, Tianzhu tried to kill me with an intercontinental missile, but I survived. ”

Wang Tu shrugged his shoulders and said, then raised his wine glass and continued: "You said that your status in Jiangnan is not small, if you are directly erased by me, what will happen?"

As soon as these words came out, both of them turned pale, they had more or less heard of the temperament of the king disciple before, and he had always been a killing god who killed people without blinking.

"What she said just now was all cheap, and she said it by looking for a draw, don't blame the white-clothed heavenly master. Mr. Huang hurriedly said.

The young woman also nodded frantically, and slapped herself as she spoke.

How can they not be afraid?

The white-clothed Heavenly Master in front of him had already become famous in China a year ago, and now that he came back a year later, he was even more resistant to intercontinental missiles, how could such an existence be provoked by these small bosses.

But in a blink of an eye, Mr. Huang thought of another thing that made him afraid.

That Tang Hao Tang is the direct subordinate of the white-clothed Heavenly Master!

When Wang Tu was at the Hong Kong Island auction, in order to auction those magic weapons, Tang Hao took away tens of millions of dollars from the company to Wang Tu without saying a word, and Mr. Huang was one of the most opposed people, and now it is estimated that Wang Tu is coming to settle accounts.

"I heard that you took the lead in dividing Tang Hao's asset company first, right?"

"This, this, white-clothed Heavenly Master, listen to me. ”

"You know that I am a white-clothed Heavenly Master, so do you know what happened to those who bullied my subordinates?" Wang Tu's voice became cold, and Mr. Huang and the two could even feel that the temperature around them was dropping rapidly.

When Mr. Huang heard this, he was immediately disheartened, and his face was full of horror.

How could he not know that it was rumored that the white-clothed Heavenly Master personally set foot on the mountains for the sake of a classmate, slaughtered the entire Black Witch Sect by himself, and for the sake of a friend, crossed the Yellow Sea, and slaughtered the Han Sheng Group and the Li family in Country H all the way.

Mr. Huang dared to take the lead in dividing Tang Hao's property, everything was based on the premise that Wang Tu had died in a foreign land, but how could Mr. Huang think that Wang Tu didn't die a year ago!

"White-clothed Heavenly Master, I don't dare, as long as you spare my life, tomorrow I will take all my subordinates and all my assets and go back to Tang Hao, oh no, it's Mr. Tang, work hard for him. Mr. Huang knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed again and again to beg for mercy.

"Mr. Huang, we don't need to be like this, no matter how famous the white-clothed Heavenly Master is, he doesn't dare to do anything in this city, how do you say that he also has a lot of influence in Jiangnan, if he kills us, will the sequence be left alone? Will the military region ignore it?"

The mistress is arrogant, and she doesn't know much about the world, so she doesn't know the horror of the king, but only knows that everyone in this world must abide by the basic rules, where is there room for a person to kill indiscriminately.

It's a pity that she doesn't know that the strong will always have special treatment.

I only heard a fine light passing by her ears, like an eagle screaming, and the next moment, Mr. Huang fell directly in a pool of blood.

This Jiangnan tycoon, who owned more than a dozen branches and held tens of billions of assets, was killed by Wang Tu with a sword.

"The people I hate most are traitors. Wang Tu waved his hand violently, and the trace of anger in his eyes was fleeting.

"Go and inform Mr. Huang's son and tell him that I killed Mr. Huang, what to do, he will choose. ”

With that, the king turned and walked away, leaving behind a dull-looking mistress.

When Wang Tu left, the mistress's first reaction was to call Mr. Huang's son first, telling Huang Shao everything about tonight.

Huang Shao was only slightly quiet on the other end of the phone for a while, and then put down the phone, but he didn't hang up, and the mistress could clearly hear Huang Shao's hurried voice from the other end of the phone.

"Inform all your subordinates! Immediately defect to the Tang Group, any assets, any business, all move over!"

……

Just because of the appearance of one person, the entire Huang group was in a mess, and they traveled thousands of meters overnight to kneel down in front of Tang Hao's current small house and admit their mistakes, which surprised Tang Hao.

These are all people who have defected from Tang Hao's hands, but they are all under the pressure of Mr. Huang, after all, survival is important, so the Wang disciple does not blame them, otherwise the Wang disciple will personally kill them all.

And Wang Tu is already standing on the highest tower in the south of the Yangtze River at this moment, his blue eyes are slightly open, exuding a faint light, like a bright star in the night sky, and his long inky hair is even more hunting in the wind, like a prodigal child.

"It's not enough, Jiangnan, Jiangbei, Zhonghai, Jinling, I want these people to know that my king's subordinates can't be provoked, otherwise one day if I leave again, all this will only repeat the mistakes of the past. ”

The king's mouth was lightly thought, and as soon as he stepped on it, he disappeared from the starry sky. ()

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