On the horizon, the gorgeous sunset was finally swallowed up by the night. People haven't had time to breathe through the tedious work of the day, the hustle and bustle of the night... Life is in full swing again.

Sioux City, on the Zishui River, there is a sandbar of more than ten square kilometers, and it has a beautiful name - Phoenix Island. Looking from afar, the lights are dim, the traffic is strange, and the winding paths are quiet. An antique and European and American classical building, quietly hidden in the green pines and cypresses.

At the moment, the hall is brightly lit.

Ji Guodong is tall, his face is full of red light, his spirit is strong, and his eyes are like torches. The mayor of Sucheng City, who said nothing about it, leaned firmly on the Huanghuali wood Taishi chair, holding a "Ninety-Five Supreme" that was slowly emitting white smoke between his fingers.

On either side of him, there were several other important figures of the Ji family: Ji Jiadong, Xuan Zhen Lao Dao, and Ji Moran.

"Shidong, Jiadong and I have been looking forward to your return for a long time." Ji Guodong elegantly spit out a smoke ring, patted the shoulder of Xuan Zhen, who was next to him, with a relieved expression.

"Yes, second brother, when you come back, our Ji family will be like a tiger, and in the future, Suzhou City will be the world of our Ji family." Ji Jiadong echoed and said, that arrogant face was unstoppable.

Perhaps because of living in the mountains for a long time, the living habits of Xuanzhen are still difficult to change for a while. He arched his hand to Ji Guodong and Ji Jiadong, and said: "Thank you for your concern from the eldest brother and the third brother, when I come back this time, I will definitely do my best to help the eldest brother realize the long-cherished wish of the ancestors of the Ji family." ”

"Shidong, I am the mayor of a city, and the personal grievances between the Ji family, the Qin family, and the Murong family, it is not convenient for me to come forward, and I have to rely on you and Jiadong." Ji Guodong glanced at Xuan Zhen Lao Dao and Ji Jiadong, pointed at Ji Moran and said, "However, I will call Mo Ran to convey my meaning." ”

Xuan Zhen Lao Dao glanced at Ji Moran, who was sitting next to him, who was smiling at him. He suddenly understood in his heart that the eldest brother was hinting to himself that all actions in the future would have to be up to Ji Moran.

Who is Ji Moran? He is the son of Ji Guodong!

Ji Guodong is nearly seventy years old and will soon retire from the mayor's throne. Before that, of course, he wanted to send his son to the position of the head of the Ji family. Otherwise, who will listen to him when the power in his hands is lost?

Ji Guodong's heart was like a mirror, and the third Ji Jiadong stared at the position of the head of the Ji family, but it had been a long time.

"The house leak was rained overnight", but at this juncture, the second Ji Shidong suddenly came back, and he also learned the ability of a body! How could this not make him anxious?

This time to seek revenge on the Qin family and the Murong family, mainly relying on Ji Shidong, so his attitude is very important. If he and Ji Jiadong are in cahoots, things will be a little difficult to handle.

Although Ji Guodong, as the current head of the family, has the right to recommend candidates for the next head of the family, the candidates pushed out must also serve the public, otherwise, the commander of the light pole will have a fart!

Therefore, Ji Guodong pushed out his son Ji Moran at this time, just to test Ji Shidong's attitude.

Attitude is everything!

Xuan Zhen nodded and said, "Big brother, it has been more than forty years since I left Su City, and the Qin family and the Murong family are no longer what they used to be. ”

Xuan Zhen is not stupid, he didn't convince him, he didn't say disobey, he just said that he would let Ji Moran help him, which shows how cunning he is.

There is a way to "home and everything is prosperous". However, the three brothers of the Ji family are intrigued, each with a ghost, I am afraid that it is the inferior nature inherited by the ancestors of the Ji family... Right? Thinking about it this way, it is not difficult to understand that the Ji family has been subject to the Murong family for hundreds of years.

Ji Guodong showed a faint disappointment on his face, but it quickly disappeared. He seemed to suddenly understand that the second brother in front of him was no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the year, and if he wanted him to obediently obey his arrangement, he had to think long-term.

Ji Jiadong disagreed, he instigated: "Second brother, back then, your competition with Xiao Wenhan was just an accident and went away. Now that you have learned a lot of kung fu day by day, you are still afraid of a mere Murong family? ”

Sure enough, being provoked by Ji Jiadong like this, Xuan Zhen is old and arrogant, as if he is the overlord of Western Chu who is "the first in the world, who else is me"!

"Hmph, how could I be afraid of the Murong family? Even if Qin Haoran and Xiao Wenhan join forces, what can they do with me? ”

"Haha......" Ji Moran, who was sitting silently on the side, finally couldn't help laughing.

Not only Ji Jiadong and Xuan Zhen were stunned, but even Ji Guodong was also a "second monk confused" look, they didn't understand why Ji Moran was laughing at this time.

"Mo Ran, what are you laughing at?" Ji Jiadong asked angrily.

Ji Moran threw a disdainful glance at him, and said with a smile: "Third uncle, I laugh at some people who are really frogs at the bottom of a well who don't know the height of the sky. ”

"Silently, you...... Who do you say is the frog at the bottom of the well? Daoist Xuan Zhen couldn't help but ask angrily.

Ji Moran held Erlang's legs, looked at Xuan Zhen Lao Dao, and said unhurriedly: "Second uncle, my nephew has something I don't know whether to say or not?" ”

Xuan Zhen Lao Dao is an acute child, a fart in one intestine... Eye. If it weren't for this temperament, after losing to Xiao Wenhan in the competition, he would not have run away in a bad mood.

How could he have the leisure to go around in circles with Ji Moran, who was a nephew, and scolded angrily: "Ji Moran, if you have something to say, let go if you have a fart." ”

Also, Xuan Zhen Lao Dao, an old man in his sixties, was said by his nephew to be a frog at the bottom of the well sitting in the well and watching the sky, no matter how good his cultivation is, he can't stand such humiliation.

Ji Moran was not angry, he stood with his hands in his hands, paced lightly, and said calmly: "The so-called 'time shifts', second uncle, do you think it is still the era forty years ago?" ”

"What do you want to say?" Xuan Zhen was stunned and said, "Don't beat around the bush, you have something to say." ”

"Second uncle, think about the scene when you were in the Murong Family Hospital this morning." Ji Moran stared at Xuan Zhen's old eyes, and sneered mercilessly, "Although I don't know martial arts, anyone with a discerning eye can see it very clearly, you were forced by those three young people to only parry, yes or no?" ”

Old Xuan Zhen snorted coldly and argued: "Hmph, I am a generation of grandmasters, if I kill three nobodies, if this spreads, won't it damage my prestige?" ”

"Haha...... The second uncle also has a point. Ji Moran stroked his chest and laughed, "If the second uncle knew the names of those young people, maybe he wouldn't think so." ”

"Oh, who are they?" Xuan Zhen asked with a frown.

"One of them is Qin Haoran's son Qin He, and the second uncle naturally knows about it." Ji Moran's eyes flickered, and he said slyly, "The other two, one is Murong Pei, the son of Xiao Wenhan and Murong Wenyao, and the other is their son-in-law. ”

If Wen Jun was here, he would definitely scold: Ji Moran, aren't you talking nonsense with your eyes open, when did I become Murong Wenyao's son-in-law?