Dragging his body covered in blood, Song Ziyu returned to the Dong Mansion step by step.

At this time, the subordinates of the Dong Mansion were all taken aback by Song Ziyu's appearance!

The battle that happened just now was right in front of me, but I didn't expect this person to die!

It's a hell of a person who eats so many guns and is still alive.

……

The reaction of the subordinates was not surprising, what really chilled Song Ziyu was the upper echelons of the Dong family, who all kept surprisingly quiet in this matter.

Song Ziyu is not stupid, it has spread on the street, and there is no movement in the Dong Mansion, which in itself is abnormal.

They should have known about it, and no one told them about it, and no one warned them.

Lao Tzu is his savior of Dong Cuishan.

actually poked and poked himself.

This thing...... Boring.

Song Ziyu returned to the room and closed the door, then took off his clothes and began to check the injuries on his body.

The guns used by the gunmen were homemade, and their power was far inferior to Yu Xiaguo's standard guns, and their lethality and accuracy were not as meaningful.

Song Ziyu couldn't help but sneer.

Yu Xiaguo's standard rifles can't kill themselves, and these guns are even more impossible.

Now, after several evolutions, the muscle tissue in my body has become as hard as fine iron, and the bullets are embedded in the muscles, and I haven't even hurt my bones.

Song Ziyu casually picked off the bullet on his body, and the injured position was as if he had been burned by a cigarette pot, leaving only shallow traces.

Then Song Ziyu disinfected it with spirits, and it was over so confused.

After completing this treatment, Song Ziyu changed into clean clothes, and the whole person seemed to be fine.

……

At the same time, the old lady of the Dong Mansion was listening to the report of his subordinates.

"Is the news confirmed?" The old lady asked.

The subordinates nodded and said, "I have seen the whole process, and there are the You family, the Chu family, and some families from outside in the east of the city...... Among them, the worship of the Chu family was beaten the worst, and it was almost abolished."

"It's a fierce man!" The old lady sighed: "If such a young man can be used more by my Dong family, then my Dong family will definitely go to the next level...... Maybe you might consider attacking the position of the city lord of Red Ruins City."

"It's a pity ......"

The subordinates wanted to speak and stopped.

"If you have something to say, just say it all at once, don't be distracted." The old lady said unhappily.

At this time, this kind old lady has a ruthless face that has been immersed in Yin's power for many years.

The subordinate hurriedly said, "Report to Taijun, when the last interception was taken, those guys used their guns! According to the assessment of the people in our family, Song Ziyu's injuries are probably not light."

"He can't dodge bullets?" The old lady frowned slightly, thinking that Song Ziyu was just an ordinary power-type evolutionary.

"The ambush was so cleverly located that he had nowhere to hide, at least five or six shots." "But even so, he killed all the attackers, and now he's back in his room."

"Go, take out my collection of gold sore medicine and send it over, it's time to release our kindness, and by the way, take a look at his injuries...... It's a great opportunity to get a glimpse of what he's really capable of." The old lady arranged.

When his subordinates heard this, they immediately went to deliver the medicine, and after a while, they returned to the report in a panic: "Taijun, that person is ...... It's all right!"

"Didn't you say you had a gunshot wound?"

Mrs. Dong was very surprised.

"He's out for a walk right now, and he doesn't see any injuries at all."

My subordinates can't fix it.

Old Madam Dong sighed and said, "Sure enough, he is a strong man! No, we can't wait any longer, let's go and visit him, and it's better to say something to his face."

So a group of people came to Song Ziyu's door and found Song Ziyu who was basking in the sun with a map.

"What

Is there anything wrong with the old man?" Song Ziyu asked.

"I heard that Mr. Song was attacked, so I'm here to take a look." Mrs. Dong said straight to the point.

"It's not in the way, it's just a group of small people, it's okay to steal chickens and touch dogs, it's almost funny to do people." Song Ziyu responded without being salty or light.

Regarding the fake style of these guys of the Dong family, Song Ziyu couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

"Is it really just a small night? How did the old man hear that the city was full of wind and rain?"

The old lady of the Dong family said.

Song Ziyu smiled when he heard this, and said, "What kind of wind and rain in the city, it's all drizzle for me."

The old lady of the Dong family continued: "The old body doesn't think this matter is so simple, if there are many people who come to trouble you, you will also be very annoyed, as the so-called thousand days to be a thief, there is no thousand days to prevent thieves, do you think this is the truth."

Song Ziyu put away the indifferent expression on her face and looked at Mrs. Dong seriously.

The old lady of the Dong family is right, she is facing such a problem now.

"Do you have any good solutions to solve this?" Song Ziyu asked.

Song Ziyu doesn't want to be shot when she goes out!

The old lady of the Dong family opened her mouth and said, "The old man has an offer here that can help you solve the problem."

"Tell me."

Song Ziyu became interested.

Old Mrs. Dong slowly spoke, "Mr. Song is a happy person, so I won't hide it, and I will mention it to you directly if I have anything to say...... Our Dong family can indeed help you solve these troubles, the only thing you need to do is to join our Dong family and become our family's worship."

"Oh?" Song Ziyu heard this, "That's it?" There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with being an offering, but Song Ziyu didn't realize what the problem was.

"As long as you are willing to become the worship of our Dong family, everything is easy to say." Old Mrs. Dong said with a smile.

"So what do you need to do with the offerings?" Song Ziyu almost agreed, but still asked out of caution.

It's okay not to ask, but I'm shocked when I ask.

"There's an agreement here, let's see if you think it's appropriate, sign it!" Mrs. Dong took out a letter of agreement made of animal skins.

Song Ziyu picked up the agreement and looked at it a few times, and then exploded on the spot!

The agreement stipulates that the worship of joining the Dong family must obey the transfer of the Dong family at any time (note: here is every descendant of the Dong family).

The offering is to do his best for the Dong family, and then die.

These are the responsibilities and obligations of the offerings, and the responsibility of the Dong family is to provide remuneration and supplies to the offerings on a regular basis......

And that's not even the most disgusting!

The most disgusting thing is that this agreement is actually signed for twenty years!

I'm going, and the people who were deceived into going to northern Myanmar are sad and crying.

Contractors don't have to sign contracts like this.

"Isn't this agreement too ruthless?" Song Ziyu sneered.

"No, no, no, this is already very lucrative." Old Lady Dong said, "Mr. Song, you are in a troublesome situation right now, as long as our Dong family declares that they will no longer protect you, you will be exposed to the attacks of everyone else...... In other words, you don't have a choice now."

Song Ziyu looked at this kind old lady, and for the first time felt that this old woman's methods were extraordinary.

"Is this how your Dong family does things?" Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask.

"Don't get me wrong, this is the kindness we have unleashed, you must know that we have been under tremendous pressure during this time, and there is no shortage of pressure exerted on us by other families of the Golden Bloodline." Mrs. Dong said, "In order to help you, our Dong family has to take risks! Well, this agreement is in front of you, have you signed it or have you signed it?"

When the old lady spoke, her voice was not loud and her tone was very gentle, but every word carried a huge oppressive force, which made Song Ziyu very uncomfortable.

"What if I don't sign it?" Song Ziyu asked.

"If you are unwilling to sign this agreement, our Dong family will not be able to succeed you

Keep helping." Old Madam Dong sighed and said, "You should be considerate of our difficulties, for your sake, we have to offend many people...... You saved my grandson's life, but we're done."

Two clear.

Glancing at the "Deed of Sale" on the table, Song Ziyu laughed, then turned around and walked away.

I want Lao Tzu to be a long-term worker, but there is no door.

Song Ziyu, who grew up in the spring breeze and was born under the red flag, does not have the gene to be a coated slave in his bones.