"Yes, Master. ”

Shen Yuyang nodded in response, stepped on the accelerator and suddenly forced, and in an instant, the speed of the car took off.

He looked outside the car, on both sides of the road, and then said.

"Master, there is still half an hour to go, and you can get to the No. 1 Royal Courtyard Hotel,"

"Well, I hope what the little leader said is true, otherwise these hands will be stained with blood again. ”

While speaking, in the back seat of the car, Shen Rufeng raised his hands and looked at it.

After living for fifty or sixty years, he almost forgot how many people he had killed.

Regarding Du Sheng's whereabouts, before he went to Kunxu, he had already bought a small leader of Xiongwu's underground forces.

This morning, the little boss told himself that Du Shengping's foothold in Wujiang was at the No. 1 Wangting Hotel.

Slowly raising his head, Shen Rufeng looked at Shen Yuyang, who was about the same age as his son Shen Dingtian in the driver's seat, and said with a smile.

"Xiaoyang, when this matter is over, how about I accept you as a righteous son?"

At this time, Shen Rufeng was very fortunate that he adopted Shen Yuyang from the orphanage back then, and he did not let himself down, he was only thirty-five years old, and he was already in the middle of his strength.

He didn't realize that there was anything wrong with accepting Shen Yuyang as his righteous son at this time, even if his own son Shen Dingtian had just died.

When Shen Yuyang heard this, he said excitedly.

"Yes, father. ”

As soon as his father spoke, Shen Rufeng laughed happily.

"Haha, okay, Xiaoyang, don't worry, after I am a hundred years old, I will pass on the Shen family's family business to you. ”

"Thanks, father. ”

Shen Yuyang said.

At this time, his expression had calmed down a lot.

Since Shen Rufeng opened his mouth to accept himself as his righteous son, he knew that this Shen family's property must be his.

Because, the Shen family, there is no one.

Since he was five years old and was led into the gate of the Shen family by Shen Rufeng, he has not seen any people from the Shen family except for Mrs. Shen, who died of cancer three years ago, and Shen Dingtian, who died a few days ago.

Yes.

Shen Rufeng's family has no relatives.

He also asked Shen Rufeng, and Shen Rufeng told him that when he was very young, his family was wiped out, and if it wasn't for his second uncle who escaped with him at that time, he was afraid that he would also die.

In his thoughts, Shen Yuyang sighed a little emotionally, the huge Shen family, only Shen Rufeng was left, and he finally cheapened himself.

Time flies, half an hour flies in the blink of an eye.

In the car, Shen Yuyang's voice rang out.

"Father, turn right in front of you, and you will be the No. 1 Royal Hotel. ”

"Good. ”

While talking, the car turned a corner, drove only a hundred meters, and stopped at the door of the hotel.

The doorman stepped forward and opened the door.

"Welcome. ”

Shen Rufeng got out of the car and did not enter the hotel, but walked two steps in the direction of the hotel lobby square.

Two steps later, Shen Rufeng paused slightly, and then, one step out, soared into the air.

At the entrance of the hotel, in the shocked eyes, they landed steadily on the top of a five-meter-high stone sculpture on the hall square.

Suddenly, everyone in the hotel was shocked, but they were not too surprised.

God said.

Excalibur descends.

The Hulk of the United States.

These events have long since numbed their minds.

On the stone carving, after Shen Rufeng stood still, he slowly raised his head and looked at the diagonal top of the hotel, he knew that Du Shengping was in one of the rooms.

Secretly operating the dantian, Shen Rufeng's eyes froze, and he spoke.

"Du Shengping, I, Shen Rufeng, came with a war book, and in three days, someone will be in Mingyue Lake to fight you to the death. ”

An earth-shattering sound, oscillating in the air.

At this moment, with Shen Rufeng as the center, everyone within a radius of fifty meters was taken aback.

"The grass and mud horses scared Lao Tzu.

"This can't be the long-lost lion's roar skill!"

"Cut, don't you understand Bibi, Lion's Roar Gong, Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists, will you be okay, do you read the information in the Martial Arts Forum?"

"I look at your sister, labor-management ears, buzzing!"

......

On the stone carving, staring at the room with the lights on diagonally above the hotel, Shen Rufeng frowned slightly.

"He's not there?"

Shen Rufeng, who didn't see Du Shengping, began to wonder if he wasn't here today, or maybe that little gangster had deceived himself.

Just when Shen Rufeng was suspicious.

A voice came from the void.

"I already know that three days later, on the shore of Mingyue Lake, I will wait. ”

The sound is not loud, but it can clearly reach the ears of everyone near the hotel.

Shen Rufeng heard the sound, took out a gilded letter from his bosom, and shook it casually.

The letter, in the direction of the hotel plaque, shot straight away, and in a blink of an eye, it was nailed to the plaque, and it was not worth three points.

After doing all this, Shen Rufeng stepped out, returned to the door of the hall, and got into the car.

"Xiaoyang, let's go, let's go back. ”

"Yes. ”

Shen Yuyang nodded in response, started the car, and disappeared from the sight of everyone at the door of the hotel in a blink of an eye.

They hurriedly walked to the square, wanting to see where the letter in Shen Rufeng's hand just now had fallen.

"There!"

A sharp-eyed doorman raised his hand and said.

The crowd followed, looking.

I saw that at this time, the letter that had been put in three points shook it, broke away from the plaque, flew upward, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

In the suite.

On the sofa, Du Shengping looked at the gilded letter that had been opened in his hand and muttered slightly.

Shen Jianhe?

......

......

......

Jiang Hai, Shen family.

Shen San, walked quickly in the direction of the study.

Soon, he came to the door of the study.

He cautiously raised his hand and knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in!"

The voice came from the study.

Shen San heard the sound, opened the door, and walked in.

In his eyes, Shen San saw Shen Jianhe, standing in front of his desk.

Beside him, the ink had been polished.

"Shen Lao, just now the head of the family called, saying that the war book has been issued. ”

Shen Jianhe, without speaking, waved his hand at Shen San.

Shen San understood, quickly left the study, and casually closed the door.

Inside the study.

Shen Jianhe, who was standing in front of the desk, slowly picked up the pen on the side and dipped it in ink.

Between the movements, for some reason, his expression began to become hideous.

Write in a hurry.

A word that takes shape in an instant on paper.

wrong

It's a typo.

Looking at this word, Shen Jianhe muttered to himself.

"Is it wrong?"

Immediately, a trace of anger flashed on Shen Jianhe's hideous face, and he shook his head fiercely.

No.

He's right.

It's them who are at fault.

His parents, his siblings.

Right.

It's them who are at fault.

Not me.

If they hadn't stopped me from practicing martial arts in the first place, how could I have killed them to prove my martial arts heart?

Thinking about it, Shen Jianhe continued to write, made a cross on the typo, and then wrote a right word on the side.

He's not wrong, he's right.

He slowly put down the pen, and the look on his face gradually flattened.

Looking at the pair of words on the paper, I suddenly smiled.

"Like the wind, the second uncle is waiting for you to come back!"