"Damn, damn it......" Dongfang Wuji reached out and grabbed his hair fiercely, then looked at his subordinates with red eyes and yelled, "What the fuck are you still standing for?" If you don't set fire to the mountain, burn that mad murderer to death on the mountain......"

"Bastard, what do you want to do? Is the moon still on the mountain? Dongfang Changhe roared loudly.

"Dad, didn't you hear? The Dark Moon is dead! Dongfang Wuji roared.

Dongfang Changhe's body shook again.

"Youyue is already dead, but the gangster who should have been cut with a thousand knives still brought her body to the mountain, what does he want to do, Dad, don't you know?" Dongfang Wuji's voice was extremely hoarse, and his fingernails pierced into the flesh and stabbed blood.

Dongfang Changhe's face was already so gloomy that it was about to drip water, and his eyes swept those subordinates like a knife at the moment, and then his voice was full of killing intent and said word by word: "Set fire to the mountain, and then guard every road down the mountain for me, once you see someone coming down the mountain, you will be killed!" ”

"Yes......"

"Wait." Dongfang Zhong, who had been standing there all the time, with a wooden face and a blank face, kept alternating back and forth on the three corpses on the ground, and he didn't know when he was already standing at the gate of the temple, blocking the way of those bodyguards, and then said, "You can't set fire to the mountain." ”

"Dongfang Chong, what do you mean? Is there a place for you to speak? Dongfang Wuji said angrily, "Don't forget your identity. ”

"You can't set fire to the mountain." Dongfang said again with a wooden expression.

"Bastard ......"

"You can't set fire to the mountain."

"......" Dongfang Wuji was extremely angry, but he vaguely had a very bad feeling in his heart.

Dongfang Changhe's face was very ugly, staring at Dongfang Zhong and roaring: "Dongfang Chong, what do you want to do?" ”

"You can't set fire to the mountain." Dongfang Chong repeated with a wooden face, but he twisted his neck, with a posture of beating whoever dared to go out, so those bodyguards who originally wanted to go out to carry out the order were all instigated, they were all members of the Dongfang family, so they knew how powerful Dongfang Zhong was, and it was easy to break their necks.

The old face of the "......" Dongfang Changhe became darker, and a strong anger rose in his heart.

"Dongfang Chong, you are presumptuous, do you want to betray the Dongfang family?" Dongfang Wuji said angrily.

"You can't set fire to the mountain." Dongfang Zhong is still the same sentence.

"Kill him, kill him for me!" Dongfang Wuji hissed and roared. His expression was hideously twisted, and he roared loudly.

This Dongfang Zhong is too much of a hindrance for his grandmother, and he is busy setting fire to the mountain and burning that damn Wang Zi into a piece of charcoal!

Those bodyguards looked at each other, but no one had the courage to raise the gun in their hands to face Dongfang Chong's head, there was no way, the pressure brought to them by Dongfang Chong was too great, I was afraid that before their hands were raised, they would have died ten times.

"Rubbish, it's all rubbish!" Dongfang Wuji scolded, then snatched the pistol from the hand of one of the bodyguards, and pointed the muzzle of the gun directly at Dongfang Chong's head, "Dongfang Chong, get out." ”

"You can't set fire to the mountain." Dongfang Zhong ignored the pistol in Dongfang Wuji's hand and said with a wooden face.

"I'll count to three, and if you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude to you." Dongfang Wuji's eyes showed a terrifying fierce light and roared.

"You can't set fire to the mountain."

“……”

"Looks like I don't have to count either." Dongfang Wuji said.

He decided, for his own sake, in order to bake Wang Zi into a piece of charcoal, he was ready to take the risk of killing Dongfang Chong, a slave who seemed to be abnormal today, as for how to explain it to his grandfather, that would be later!

Then he pulled the trigger without hesitation!

Strange, why did Dongfang Zhong still stand there and look at him with a blank face? Why didn't his head explode and his brain splattered? I've already pulled the trigger.

"You're not dead?" Dongfang Wuji asked.

"Not dead." Dongfang shook his head and said.

"Why?" Although this was a very idiotic question, Dongfang Wuji still asked it.

"Oh, your safety bolt isn't open." Dongfang Zhong was very kind to solve his doubts.

“……”

Then Dongfang Wuji looked at his hand, the hand holding the pistol, and then, his eyes instantly widened, because his political right wrist didn't know when it was cut off, and his hand holding the pistol didn't know when it fell to the ground, because the meridians were not dead, so they were still twitching gently.

"What's going on?" Dongfang Wuji opened his eyes wide and looked at the severed hand, there was a big question mark in his mind, and then a sharp pain like a bone marrow swept through his body, so his mouth opened and let out a terrible scream of "Ah......".

However, everyone's attention was not on Dongfang Wuji, but on the man and woman who appeared there in amazement.

The man was very handsome, with an evil smile on his face, and an ancient sword in his hand...... That ancient sword was still in the hands of a corpse just now, when did it appear in his hands? His other hand was holding the woman's buttocks.

The woman was very beautiful, but her face was a little bad, as if she was a sick beauty, and the whole person was lazily lying on the man's back.

"Ghost ...... Youyue ......" Dongfang Changhe's throat squirmed, and he said with some uncertainty, isn't she already dead? Also, why is Wang Zi here?

Dongfang Buqun's eyes widened even more, with a ghostly expression...... The Eastern Moon? She's not dead? Wang Zi saved him?

Dongfang Wuji clutched his severed hand, looked up, and when he saw Wang Zi and Dongfang Youyue, the face that was already very painful and distorted became even more distorted, and they were all about to huddle together.

His brain turned into a mess, it was so chaotic, wasn't Dongfang Youyue dead? Why are you still alive and well? Why?

After asking this question in his heart that no one answered, Dongfang Wuji was frightened, and his legs began to tremble, not only because of pain, but also because of fear......

"Young Master." Dongfang Chongchao Wang Zi bowed slightly and said with a wooden face, "The old lady asked me to obey your orders in everything." ”

The room was full of shock, and everyone looked at Wang Zi in amazement.

Wang Zi nodded and said, "I have to send Youyue to the hospital first, and the rest will be handed over to you, how to deal with it!" If someone dares to say anything to you, you will slap him, and if someone dares to point a gun at you, cut off his wrists! ”

"Yes, young master." Dongfang Zhong said.

So those bodyguards hurriedly and secretly put away the guns in their hands.

……

After sending Dongfang Youyue to the General Hospital of Yanjing Military Region and handing it over to Dongfang Baishi, Wang Zi talked to Dongfang Baishi for a few more words, and then returned to the backyard of the Brilliant Club.

As soon as he walked into the backyard, the smell of charcoal burning overflowed, which made Wang Zi, who hadn't eaten much all day, feel like his index finger was moving.

Rulai and Netshadow stood in front of the fire, staring at the loess holding the chicken that was being roasted in the fire.

"It must be delicious." Rulai swallowed.

"It must be delicious." Netshadow swallowed as well.

"It must be delicious." Wang Zi also swallowed his saliva. He felt that this guy was sullen and sullen, and he was shameless, and he still had advantages, such as the chicken he burned, and he was really invincible.

Rulai and Netshadow raised their heads and looked, with a respectful smile on their faces, and then stood up and greeted, "Wang Shao." ”

"Is it almost baked?" Wang Zi looked at the fiery loess and asked, "I'm hungry." ”

"It's almost hot." Rulai grinned and said, "A little baked, the taste is more fragrant." ”

"It's time to bake a little longer." Wang Zi nodded approvingly and said, "Coming?" ”

"Here we are." For example, he said, "The three little shrimps, although they are more powerful than Netshadow, are not at the same level as me, and I don't want to do it, so I moved my feet...... The three of them kicked it, and they couldn't get up on that side...... What a shame! ”

"......" Wang Zi once again strengthened his evaluation of Rulai in his heart, this product is really shameless.

"Dead bald, what do you mean?" The net shadow was embarrassed, but what she was best at was using her body to conquer people, and she really couldn't do such a difficult thing as scolding, and she couldn't do it, and she couldn't beat it up, so she blocked her chest in one breath and made her extremely uncomfortable.

"It means that you are too good and have to practice hard." Rulai pouted and said.

"......" Netshadow wants to rush over and scratch it to death, or bite it to death.

"Okay, you two stop flirting." Wang Zi said with a smile.

Rulai and Netshadow glanced at each other, and then twisted their arrogant heads away with a disdainful look on their faces, and said in a voice full of disdain: "Just him...... Why are you learning from me......"

So the two of them stared at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Wang Zi looked at these two guys who were obviously full of adultery but refused to admit it, shook his head a little helplessly, and then said, "Where are the people?" ”

"I'm tied up and locked in the basement." Rulai replied, "Shall I go and bring them here?" ”

Wang Zi waved his hand and said, "No, when you finish roasting, I'll eat a chicken leg and eat it in front of the three of them...... I'm hungry for them! ”

“……”

After roasting the chicken, Wang Zi knocked the soil three or five times, and then reached out without hesitation to tear off the chicken butt.

"Wang Shao likes to eat chicken butts?" Rulai's eyes widened, looking incredible, I really didn't expect Wang Zi to have such a hobby. You know, if you like to eat your own roasted chicken, but you usually throw away the chicken butt, who wants to eat that thing?