Chapter 157: Mishima Affairs

The laughter stopped abruptly, Han Yunqing was sweating profusely, and under the forced gaze of the girl's cold gaze, he looked forward to Ai Ai and said: "Yinxue, the two of us have already decided to get married, and it is not a matter of time before the title changes, you are too shy." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Whoever promises you, you will marry whomever you want, I can't go through ten tricks in my hands, and I dare to think crookedly. Zhao Yinxue didn't leave any affection.

Han Yunqing's good mood came to naught, he looked at Zhao Wuqi pitifully, and asked, "Grandpa Zhao, what's going on?? Didn't I discuss it with my father at the beginning, how could Miss Yinxue change her hexagram?"

"Haha, Xiao Qingzi, there's no way! I can't control this granddaughter, I run away from home at every turn, if you want to die or not, can you marry a corpse? If you really want to be my grandson-in-law, and her sister Zhao Yingru, you can take a good look at it. Zhao Wuqi pushed it cleanly, and the reason was that it was not leaky.

"This dead old man, the prerequisite of the alliance, is destroyed like this, what is the change?" Han Jueqing gritted his teeth and thought about the reason, his face showed embarrassment, and his eyes turned to Han Sutian for help. The latter didn't pay attention to him, which made his heart sink.

"Boss Han, we are all old, we should let go and let the younger generation go to the roam, what do you say?" Zhao Wuqi continued to discuss with Han Jueqing: "Isn't this the maze about to open? ”

"Can it be more shameless, the old guy can say this. Han Sutian's eyes widened, and he was angry in his heart: "Zhao Yinxue is seventeen years old, the original master has a sevenfold cultivation, and his cultivation is the Phoenix Spreading Nine Wings Technique, and his combat power is extraordinary. Han Yunqing was twenty-four years old, and he had just broken through to the sixth level of the original master, and the two could not be compared at all. ”

His perception of Han Yunhao has changed, but he doesn't know his nephew's strength, and he is secretly worried. The third generation of Qianlong Island is full of talents, but it is a pity that the original master under the age of twenty-five, the highest cultivation is Han Yunqing, it is difficult to rely on this mongrel.

changed his position so quickly, leaving aside the relationship with Han Yunqing and Luo Meifeng, the Zhao family is the rhythm of survival with a broken tail. Han Jueqing sighed, if the third Han Suren was still there, he would have smashed his fist in the face of the hateful old man.

Now that the rat is bogeyed, two flying saints on the other side have appeared, clearly telling the Han family that if they tear their faces, one of the flying saints will entangle themselves, and the other flying saints will kill them, and the children of the Han family will suffer heavy casualties.

He wanted to disguise his injuries and make Zhao Wuqi misjudge the situation. This old bastard is cunning and cautious, and would rather lose his profits than risk attacking. For the sake of the family and future generations, they can only let them go and relieve internal worries first.

swept over the Han family disciples present, stayed on Han Yunhao for a while, and the other party nodded lightly. Sun Tzu's hidden strength should not be underestimated, and he will surprise others when the time comes. He no longer hesitated, nodded in agreement: "Okay, in a few days, we will open the maze." They went in and fought and fought it out. ”

"Boss Han, are you confused? We went down to check that time, and it will take more than ten days for the gate to be revealed. Zhao Wuqi has no demeanor as a head of the family, relying on vulgar language, constantly testing Han Jueqing's bottom limit.

"Qianlong Island is too small for the Han family, your Zhao family can't accumulate the resources of the two Flying Saints, right? Some people should pay the price for their mistakes back then. Han Jueqing changed the topic as if he hadn't heard the provocation.

"Alas, Boss Han, I don't like to fight and kill the most, how good it is to sit down and talk!" The old guy is surprisingly thick-skinned, and people who don't understand the truth think that he is a kind-hearted elder.

I don't know that after this person succeeded in fighting for the head of the family, he killed his brother and sister in succession, and there were more than a dozen people in the two families. even offended him in a certain vein, all hundreds of people, from old to young, and killed them alive.

The stability of the Zhao family in the past few decades has been attributed to the old guy. The voice of resistance in the clan no longer exists, all resources are invested in the lineage, and the law of the law of the jungle is the best embodiment in him.

"Some things don't go away when they're gone. Outsiders are not allowed to get involved, and the affairs of the three islands always belong to the East China Sea. Han Jueqing didn't refute his pretentious posture at all, straightened out his thoughts and said: "Linhai City, you go and take that gentleman of the Luo family back to me, there is a place for him in the prison." ”

"Boss Han, isn't this embarrassing for me? Can the Luo family listen to me?" Zhao Wuqi scratched his ears and cheeks, and almost jumped up and down. What he said was true, the Han and Luo families were in turmoil and formed a blood feud. The Luo family hated and feared the Han family, and they despised the Zhao family who stuck a knife in the back the most, and they would not take Zhao Wuqi in their eyes at all.

Han Jueqing expected this situation, took out a round sign and threw it over, and said, "This is the Hidden Dragon Order, and the violators will be killed." ”

"The situation on the mainland is changing, and the three must unite to advance and retreat together. Zhaojia red seedling oil must increase production, when the time comes, the two of us will become a shareholder, and the young phoenix island can account for 20%. ”

"Boss Han, I promise not to let outsiders get close to Mishima, can it be raised to twenty and a half?" Zhao Wuqi salivated, looking like a pug pleasing his master. Zhao Yinxue, the granddaughter on the side, was flushed, and she couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

Hinfeng Island is located in the middle of Qianlong Island and Xuanwu Island, with the least resources among the three islands, and the cultivation of younger generations cannot be compared with the other two. The two Flying Saints of the Luo family died, and in the blink of an eye, their second generation re-emerged as Flying Saint masters, just because of the huge interests of the red seedling oil, in exchange for sufficient resources.

"Twenty percent, do you want love, you don't do it, I'll find someone else. Han Jue Qingyun said lightly, motioning for Han Sutian to step forward and take back the token.

Zhao Wuqi retracted his hand, and said with a smile: "Boss Han, isn't this a joke with you? Don't say two percent, I will do it one percent, who will convince you!"

"If you are so obedient, then give you half of the Zhao family. Han Jueqing said yes. After that, he closed his eyes and recuperated, let the old guy chirp crookedly, and no longer answered.

Pumping his mouth hard, Zhao Wuqi didn't care about his image, and scolded: "Let you be cheap, half of the income, one year is enough to train a physique to the fifth level of the original master, I'm really stupid!"

The juniors laughed when they saw it, and they all forced it to hold back. This old guy has no discipline at all, if he hates him, it doesn't matter if you are one generation lower or two generations lower, you will still shoot.

The muscles on Han Sutian's face were sore, and he hurriedly served tea to send off the guests.

"Grandpa Zhao, I heard that the sycamore flowers on the young phoenix island are blooming, I want to collect some to give to my mother, and come with you, okay?" Han Yunqing's face turned pale, and he stopped Zhao Wuqi and pleaded.

"Boy, our sycamore flowers are also planted by people, so we don't need money. If your grandfather divides me in half, the sycamore tree and transplant it for you. Zhao Wuqi was full of remorse, and he didn't care about the other party's hints at all.