Chapter 93: Wanwan, I'll Take You Home

The Huamo Fourth District League is still in the second half of next year, and before that, the rare Shenzhou banquet in a century has been opened.

As the saying goes: three generations are one door, five generations are one valve, and ten generations are one family.

Huaguo has a long history and a large land, and there are not many existing gate valve families, but there are only six that can really be called thousand-year-old families.

In addition to the three families of Qin Wenqian, who are active in front of the world.

There is also a scholarly family - the Wen family, an underworld family - the Nanrong family, and a family of concubines - the Xiahou family.

The fact that the Wen family is Tang Qingyu's foreign family is now well known, and the Nanrong and Xiahou families disappeared from the front of the people together with the Wen family and have not yet appeared.

The so-called "Shenzhou Banquet" is a family feast jointly proposed and jointly organized by the world's remaining thousand-year-old families.

The Shenzhou Banquet has been passed down for more than 2,000 years, and it is still the most mysterious banquet in the world that all gate valve families want to join, and the purpose is naturally to expand contacts and alliances.

At the Shenzhou banquet, the most important thing is the Shenzhou list, which ranks first in a hundred years.

The Qin family is ranked 9th on the Shenzhou list.

It is worth mentioning that Huamo Race is closely related to the Shenzhou banquet, so it will be valued by all families.

It is not only related to the number of places for the family to enter the Shenzhou Banquet, but more importantly, the final ranking of the competition may determine the division of interests of Huaguo in the world for the next hundred years.

Because of this, knowing that the Wen family had lost Tang Qingyu's championship, Qin Mo and Wen Qingjue and the others were furious.

There are pig teammates every year, and there are especially many this year.

It's not scary to have a lot of people, but I'm afraid of being in my house.

When personal grievances rise to family interests, ask you if you are angry?

Anyway, Old Man Wen was so angry that he took fast-acting heart-saving pills for two days in a row.

Tang Qingyu, who is still unaware, should be regarded as the least angry person, I don't know that I am happy, all right.

The Shenzhou Banquet was held every 100 years, and the participants were screened at various levels, and there were a total of 20 places in Huaguo, of which 15 places were divided into six major families, and the remaining 5 places were divided into other families.

In a word, want?

To each according to his ability.

Qin Mo was so busy every day that his feet didn't touch the ground for this matter, and sometimes he didn't go home for two or three days.

Tang Qingyu was thrown away and moved back to his original apartment and said: The taste of freedom is so good! I fly freely......

Finger flicked the key to take the elevator home happily, and at the moment when the elevator door was about to close, a bloody hand slammed the elevator door.

She was so frightened that she called out a dolphin sound.

The pale-faced man then rushed in and restrained her with agility: "Don't make a sound." ”

Tang Qingyu nodded and said: I am obedient, I am obedient, I will never scream.

All the way home, she was thinking about how to escape from the tiger's mouth, when she heard the muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind her, and looked back, Huo! The man fell.

Hatefully kicked the gangster.

"Tell you to hold me hostage!"

Then squatted down and stretched out his hand to test whether the person was dead, feeling that the other party's breath was weak but still alive, the heart he was carrying was slightly relieved, and he quickly lifted it up again.

Hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called Qin Mo.

Help, dear!

I hurriedly found the number, but before I could press it, my hand was grabbed again, and I asked if it was miserable.

The man's eyes opened a small slit, his long blood-stained eyelashes leaving a shadow on his eyelids, and his breath was faint, and he clenched her hand tightly.

It's like grasping at the last straw.

The voice was like a filament: "Candy, save me." ”