Seeing Murong Xuan's expressionless face, Lu Qin only felt a burst of warmth welling up between his thighs, and a fishy smell came to his nose.

The moment Chen Qi's leg was broken, the thread in her heart had already broken.

At this time, she only felt a numbness in her scalp, as if she had been struck by lightning.

This is the down-and-out young master of the Murong family who pointed his nose and scolded just now?

Where is this down-and-out young master, this is simply a killing god!

broke people's legs with a word, and didn't even blink their brows.

Although Murong Xuan didn't glance at her, Lu Qin knew that he was finished.

Partial room.

After respectfully pouring a cup of tea for Murong Xuan, Jiang Zhishu retreated from the side room, and said with a sincere smile on his face: "Mr. Murong, I know that you need to rest when you come back, so two days later, I will set up a table for you at the Xingchen Hotel to receive the wind banquet, which can be regarded as an apology for you, how about it?" ”

If it was someone else in Donghai City who received an invitation like Jiang Zhishu, he didn't even need to ask, he would agree immediately.

In the East China Sea, no one dared not give Jiang Zhishu a message.

It has always been someone else who invited Jiang Zhishu to a banquet, but this time Jiang Zhishu actually invited Murong Xuan in person.

Murong Xuan glanced at Jiang Zhishu and knew that this guy wanted to slap himself up, but he didn't break it. He glanced at Zhang Jincai and said lightly: "Before, this young master Jincai said that he was going to pick my skin. ”

Hearing Murong Xuan say this, Zhang Jincai's heart was cold, as if he was in a cold winter.

This Murong Xuan, but I'm going to pick his skin.

"Young Master Murong, I'm actually joking with you." The expression on Zhang Jincai's face was very exciting: "Young Master Murong, don't joke with me, okay?" ”

Zhang Jincai said that, he wanted to crawl towards Murong Xuan.

Who Jiang Zhishu is, he has long seen the contradiction between Zhang Jincai and Murong Xuan.

Murong Xuan may be because Lu Hai's face is not easy to make a move, and Jiang Zhishu doesn't have so many scruples.

He glanced at him quietly, and the knife brother on the side immediately understood, smiled, and made a bold move.

"Smack!"

A flying kick left a large shoe print on Zhang Jincai's face.

Zhang Jincai was directly kicked by Brother Dao more than three meters away.

And Jiang Zhishu directly took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

"It's me, Jiang Zhishu, who immediately informs Xiaojin that within ten minutes, I will make Zhang Jincai completely bankrupt."

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned when he heard Jiang Zhishu's words.

"Jiang Ye, who is Zhang Jincai?"

"His mother's name is Wei Ling." Jiang Zhishu glanced at Wei Ling.

"It's over!"

Wei Ling had a rumble in her mind, and she only felt that she was starting to lose her footing.

Only five minutes later, a member of the Zhang family hurriedly ran in.

"Mr. Wei! Oh no! Mr. Zhang called and said that all the industries of our family have been attacked, and he went to intercede with someone to make you ready! ”

As soon as the young man of the Zhang family finished speaking, his mobile phone had already rang again.

After connecting the phone, the young man immediately turned on the speakerphone.

Zhang Jincai's father, Zhang Youshan's roar came out.

"Wei Ling, you dead woman, how did you offend Jiang Ye? You're so crazy, aren't you? ”

"Zhang Jincai, Jiang Ye's people named him in front of him, saying that you Zhang Jincai provoked Jiang Ye. What madness are you going to do with a rebel? ”

"You...... You two losers, within ten minutes, actually made my Zhang family's more than ten years of struggle come to naught! ”

"Hurry up and get Lao Tzu back, Lao Tzu can't kill the two of you, it's Lao Tzu's life in vain!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was still roaring, but the phone had been hung up by Wei Ling.

Wei Ling's face was like ashes, and her heart was full of despair.

Suddenly, Wei Ling saw Lu Weiwei.

Her eyes lit up and she immediately said to Zhang Jincai: "Go and beg your wife!" ”

Zhang Jincai ran in front of Lu Weiwei in a few steps, knelt down and said, "Weiwei, save me, Jiang Ye will definitely agree to you when he sees that you are beautiful." ”

Lu Weiwei was already compassionate, but when she heard Zhang Jincai say this, Lu Weiwei was already completely desperate.

Now, the first thought that came to Zhang Jincai's heart was to use his beauty to make Jiang Zhishu raise his noble hand.

Lu Weiwei turned her head to the side.

"You!"

Zhang Jincai knew that he had lost everything, thinking of Lu Weiwei, a woman, who still refused to speak for herself, Zhang Jincai raised her right hand angrily: "Lao Tzu beat you to death!" ”

The strong will only swing their fists at the stronger, while a weak person like Zhang Jincai only dares to attack women.

"You dare!"

Just then, there was a burst of cheers at the door.

Like a black tower, Mount Tai came first and grabbed Zhang Jincai's arm.

Click!

In a twist, Zhang Jincai screamed.

Then, Taishan's fan-like palm slapped Zhang Jincai's body a few times.

Bang Bang Bang!

Zhang Jincai couldn't even scream this time, and collapsed to the ground softly.

"Dare to ......"

Taishan was about to say that the supreme woman would do it, but at this moment, he felt Murong Xuan's gaze, and hurriedly changed his words: "Dare to do it to my eldest brother's people, look for death!" ”

Taishan kicked Zhang Jincai out of the gate of the Lu family like kicking garbage.

Wei Ling and the others of the Zhang family dared to say anything else, so they helped Zhang Jincai up and left like a lost dog.

It's just that no one thought that from now on, the Zhang family, which had already emerged in Donghai City, would completely disappear in front of everyone's eyes.

At this moment, all the relatives of the Lu family were quiet, and no one dared to speak.

Those who had mocked Murong Xuan also slipped away, for fear of getting angry.

Seeing the Zhang family disappear at the door of his house one by one, Lu Hai only felt that the dark cloud that was pressing on his heart suddenly dispersed.

The old guy laughed and said, "Weiwei, this piece of gold is not your fate after all, your fate is the young master!" ”

When Murong Xuan heard Lu Hai's words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Uncle Lu, you can't talk nonsense. ”

"What nonsense, old man, I wanted Weiwei to stay in the Murong family in the first place."

Lu Hai stiffened his neck and said: "Actually, I have long wanted to beat up this Zhang Jincai, relying on my two stinky money, to show off in front of me Lu Hai." I think about how glorious my Murong family was back then, such a small family, I can collapse and die a lot of fart. Joyfully! Joyfully! ”

Lu Hai's face was flushed, and he smiled very happily.

Aunt Lu and Lu Weiwei looked at Lu Bo's state, and they both had worried looks in their eyes.

Jiang Zhishu also said at this time: "Uncle Lu rest assured, as long as Mr. Murong is here, the Murong family will reach the top in the future!" ”

"Hahaha, that's for sure." Lu Hai was even happier.

"Since it's okay, then Zhishu will leave." Jiang Zhishu looked at Murong Xuan cautiously.

After getting Murong Xuan's permission, he left the Lu family with his subordinates.

After Jiang Zhishu and the others left, Lu Hai returned to the kitchen again, humming a little song and stir-frying a few dishes.

Murong Xuan smelled the familiar aroma of food, and was a little stunned for a while.

When the Murong family was still there, Lu Hai often cooked for himself, and his favorite food was the fish made by Lu Hai.

After Lu Hai brought the fish to the table, just like Murong Xuan did when he was a child, he carefully took out a pair of chopsticks, and then removed the fish bones for Murong Xuan, and sandwiched the snow-white fish meat into Murong Xuan's bowl.

"Young master, please eat."

Murong Xuan's hand holding the chopsticks trembled a little.

When Taishan saw Murong Xuan's performance, he also sighed in his heart.

Murong Xuan is a peerless god of war and a supreme protector of the country, on the battlefield, Murong Xuan is always indifferent and killing, how can he ever reveal his true feelings like now.

Murong Xuan picked up the fish in the bowl, which was tender and delicious, this was Lu Hai's craft.

"It's a pity that I can't see my parents and big brother anymore." Murong Xuan sighed secretly.

"How is the young master?" Lu Hai looked expectant.

Murong Xuan said sincerely: "It's delicious." ”

When Lu Hai heard Murong Xuan say this, he was immediately overjoyed again, today, Lu Hai's smile was more than usual in a year.

However, smiling and smiling, Lu Hai covered his chest.

"I ...... cough cough cough cough ......"

"Dad!"

Lu Weiwei hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Lu Hai with her thin shoulders.

Murong Xuan stepped forward and hugged Lu Hai to the bed, looking at Lu Hai's painful appearance, Murong Xuan frowned: "Weiwei, what's the matter?" ”

Lu Weiwei's eyes were red, and she was already crying when she spoke: "It's late, it's too late to say anything now." ”

Aunt Lu soothed and said, "Xiao Xuan, your Uncle Lu has suffered from serious lung disease over the years, and when I went to the hospital some time ago, the doctor said that surgery was needed, but the cost of surgery was too high. Now that the Zhang family is gone, the high cost of surgery is gone, and you Lu Bo can only wait for death. ”