Chapter 104: Dealing with Injustice

It is the cunning of the old anniversary, it is insidious and cunning, and no matter how evil people are, they will not be born.

People always move from purity to color, and no matter who they are, the memories of their early years are precious, especially when they have not been dyed with color, and they miss the companions in their memories more and more.

The lives of warriors are much more than ordinary people, some even reach hundreds of years, thousands of years, but warriors are also human beings.

No one in the rivers and lakes knows Xiao Buping's age, but the only thing that is certain is that Xiao Buping is by no means young, at least seventy or eighty years old.

Luo Bei walked down the hill, his steps were not fast, but his eyes were glancing around, his heart was full of doubts, what kind of person was Xiao Buping.

On the hillside, Xiao Buping's pain about Lu Jianfeng's death was so real, and his indifference at the end was also so real, Luo Bei couldn't tell what Xiao Buping thought in his heart.

Descending the hill, the two guards still took Luo Bei towards the outside of Xiao Buping's mansion.

Not long after walking, suddenly a crying sound came into Luo Bei's ears.

It was a woman's voice, with great sadness.

"What can we do, what else can we do, otherwise how can you let us live."

But it seems that he has encountered something unsolvable, Luobei's pace paused slightly, this is Xiao Buping's house, and this is the most luxurious house in Luwan.

Could it be that there are still things in Xiao Buping's family that can't be solved.

Sighing slightly, Luo Bei no longer thought about Xiao Buping, anyway, he didn't plan to ask Xiao Buping to help take revenge, the hatred of Qisha Peak was carried down by himself, so he could only solve it himself.

Go deep into the ruins of the Inca Empire, take that thing, and get revenge.

After this thing is done, he will wander the world with twilight, this world, this martial arts, and what does it have to do with him.

"I don't have to do this anymore, my grandfather has decided to move the whole family south, maybe even overseas."

But it was a man's voice, low, with a hint of majesty, and there seemed to be some vague words similar to Xiao Buping, but it was much younger.

Luo Bei was sure that this man was probably Xiao Buping's grandson.

"Relocation, sir, what you said is true, grandfather can give up everything here, don't want this big property, sir, you are confused, why don't you talk to grandfather more, although it is difficult to make a living here, but we are also rich, if we move after, what do we have, what can you have left."

The woman cried out again, and when it came to the property, all other sorrows seemed to be of no importance.

"Don't say more, grandfather's decision has never been dissuaded from changing."

The male voice said indifferently, although there was no lack of regret in the words, but more of it was relaxed, as if he had liberated something, but the man was relieved, but the woman did not want to let go at all.

As the man's words fell, the woman hissed.

"Master, you really give up all this, how can you let our mother and daughter live in the future, don't forget, my grandfather has nothing left, and this piece of family property is all relied on the support of you, your father and my family."

The woman's voice ripped out, with a chilling coldness.

Luo Bei's brows furrowed slightly, he didn't need to look at it, Luo Bei could imagine the appearance of this woman, it must be very scathing, and his mind suddenly thought of the woman on the street.

I'm afraid that the woman is not necessarily the daughter of this woman, the same bitter and mean, the same ruthless.

In the hearts of such people, only money is the most important, and the rest of the family affection is useless.

"You be quiet, you don't know what Qiaoqiao has done over the years, if you let your grandfather know about those things, I'm afraid that you and Qiaoqiao don't want to live, you think that your grandfather's evaluation of being in charge of injustices is praised by yourself, it is decades of fighting, grandfather is jealous and hateful, he doesn't care if the wicked person is his granddaughter-in-law or his great-granddaughter."

The man's voice became nervous, and as soon as he said this, his voice suddenly increased.

"Who's over there?"

The man is obviously also a person who practices martial arts, Luo Bei only stayed for a while, but his breathing did not change, but the guard who escorted him just now seemed to move slightly, and the slight friction sound had already made the man aware that there was someone here.

While speaking, a man turned out, this man looked like Xiao Buping, and his face was a little majestic, but his momentum was far worse than Xiao Buping.

"Who are you?"

The man couldn't help frowning when he saw Luo Bei and asked, but his tone was not polite at all, and he felt a little arrogant, but it was not much different from the woman on the street.

Luo Bei shook his head slightly, he vaguely understood Xiao Buping's matter, it was not that Xiao Buping was famous, but his descendants were not as good as the next generation.

The title of being in charge of injustices is a compliment and admiration for Xiao Buping, but it is definitely a joke for his descendants.

Ignoring this man anymore, and even disdainful of looking at this man, Luo Bei immediately raised his feet and walked outside.

"I'm talking to you."

This man was unrelenting in front of Luobei.

"I'm just looking for Uncle Xiao to have something, and now that I'm going to leave after the matter is done, if you're smart, it's best not to stop me."

Luo Bei smiled coldly, but he no longer had the slightest good impression of this man and his woman, if Xiao Buping was this man's surname, Luo Bei was afraid that he would not even bother to say a word.

Xiao Buping's surname.

Luo Bei's heart suddenly 'chuckled', vaguely he seemed to feel that he had missed something, and suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the man.

"When did you just say that Uncle Xiao wanted you to give up your family property here and move to the south, but you just said it not long ago, where is he now?"

Luo Bei's voice was extremely loud, and a thought appeared in his heart slightly, but he was not sure yet, because that thought was really outrageous.

"You let go, you are so bold, you are so presumptuous in Xiao Mansion."

The man roared loudly, and in the shouting, he had already slammed his palm print into Luo Bei's chest.

Helpless, this man's palm style is really nothing, Luo Bei does not dodge or dodge, and allows one of his palms to be printed on his chest, but his eyes are looking directly at the man.

"If you don't say it, I'm afraid that there will be big trouble soon, Uncle Shi estimates that he will have to do a big thing, which will kill your whole family."

Luo Bei roared in a deep voice.

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