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Chapter 240: Shen Chengao's hatred

"Waste, all of them are useless waste"

In a large and beautiful mansion in the most prosperous and lively city center of Lingyun City, the capital of the Xiyun Empire, there was a shocking anger.

The passers-by in the streets could not help but be startled when they heard this angry shout, and they all hid far away as if they were avoiding the plague, as if there was something terrible and terrifying in the mansion.

"I've raised you for so long, and that's how you repay me? In the splendid hall of this mansion, an old man in his fifties roared at the hundreds of people kneeling in the hall with a heavy face.

His face was extremely heavy, and the deep sense of grief and indignation flowed on his face. No, at this moment, he is not only sad and angry, he simply wants to eat people.

He, Shen Chengao, the current head of the Shen family, the head of the four major families that control the military power of the Xiyong Empire, is in the power of the Xiyong Empire, and he is above 10,000 people under one person, especially after he proposed three years ago that the Xiyong Empire will vigorously tilt its finances towards military development, his status is even more prosperous.

However, just when he was in his prime and enjoying his success, he got the bad news that his only biological son had died in Huangquan, and at that moment, he almost fainted, only to feel that the world was instantly shrouded in darkness, and there was no trace of light to see.

It is not easy to get a son in old age, so he is extremely precious to his only son Shen Changkun, he is afraid of melting in his mouth, and he is afraid of falling in the palm of his hand, and he has always been obedient to him, as long as it is Shen Changkun's request, Shen Chengao has not refused.

Shen Changkun has done many ridiculous and wrong things over the years, he knows better than anyone else, and he also knows that his son has long been notorious in Lingyun City, but he doesn't care, as long as his son lives well and can inherit his incense, he will be satisfied.

Shen Cheng never thought that a month and a half ago, for the first time in his life, he left Lingyun City to go out to hone with his unsuccessful son, but he personally sent his son to Huangquan Road.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, which was undoubtedly the biggest, heaviest and most unacceptable blow to Shen Chengao, who created the most glorious era of the Shen family but was alone.

Anger gathered in his heart, hatred burned in his cavity, and he swore that whoever killed his own son was, he would make him pay a hundredfold thousandfold.

"This revenge is not avenged, the old man will definitely break the thief's body into thousands of pieces to vent the hatred in his heart. Say, who is the person who killed my son?" Shen Chengao asked with a hideous face and gritted teeth, trembling slightly with hatred all over his body. Seeing him so eager to devour the enemy alive, and then cut it with a thousand knives, everyone kneeling in the hall couldn't help but shudder.

"My lord, the person who killed the young master is Zhang Huaming, the king of the Xia Dynasty Empire. Murong Ah Shen did not change, and replied calmly.

"No matter what kind of free king he is, if he dares to kill my son, the old man will let him pay for his life. Shen Chengao, who was almost carried away by anger and lost his mind, immediately shouted loudly before Murong A finished speaking.

"My lord, the murderer is Zhang Huaming, the undefeated god of war of the Xia Dynasty Empire. Murong A knew that Shen Cheng's mind was full of hatred at this time, and he didn't listen to what he said in his ears at all, so he reminded him again.

"Zhang Huaming?" Shen Chengao, who seemed to be attracted by the words undefeated God of War, was stunned by the monstrous hatred, and asked in disbelief.

That Zhang Huaming has long been a famous general through the ages, and he is the most powerful contemporary king of the Xia Dynasty Empire, how could he have a relationship with his son?

"Yes, my lord. When we chased the young master all the way to the Five Finger Mountain Range, we happened to see that Zhang Huaming had blown up the young master's head with one hand, and we wanted to stop it, but it was too late, so we had to come back with the young master's body to restore our lives. Murong A explained humbly.

"Doesn't that Zhang Huaming know that Changkun is the only son of the old man and the only heir of the Shen family?" Hearing the tragic death of his son, Shen Chengao's eyes widened, and his irrepressible anger burst out again, and his voice was deep and asked. He knew that his son's xìng, whenever he encountered something that he couldn't solve, he would definitely move out of his name and that of the Shen Mansion, and others would have scruples, so they naturally didn't dare to embarrass him anymore.

Therefore, Shen Chengao can be very sure that Zhang Huaming must know his son's identity.

But after Zhang Huaming knew the situation, he still hurt the killer and pinched his son's head. His actions clearly did not take himself and the Shen Mansion or even the entire Xiyuan Empire into account at all.

"I talked to him, he knew the identity of the young master, but he still killed the young master without any scruples, and threatened that the Five Finger Mountains were his territory, and he could only be the master, if the head of the family wanted to seek revenge on him, he would let the horse go. Murong A recounted the situation at that time. Of course, some things that can't be let Shen Chengao know, he will resolutely not say.

"Deceive people too much, deceive people too much" Shen Cheng stood up proudly, said two sentences in a row in a row, 'Deceive people too much', and slapped his palm on the tea table beside him, the tea table was hit by him so angrily, it instantly turned into sawdust, and fell to the ground one after another.

If his son really provoked Zhang Huaming and was beaten up by him, Shen Chengao would choose to settle the matter because he was afraid of Zhang Huaming's identity and the Xia Dynasty Empire behind him.

But Zhang Huaming killed his son mercilessly, his arrogance and no one in his eyes made Shen Chengao angry and almost violent.

Is it tolerable or unbearable, unbearable, unbearable, and no longer tolerable

Although Shen Chengao has always had scruples about Zhang Huaming, this does not mean that he is really afraid of Zhang Huaming.

Three years ago, the Xiyuan Empire was indeed worried that Zhang Huaming would lead those million male soldiers to set foot on the land of the Xiyuan Empire. But now, after three years of vigorous development, Shen Chengao is fully confident that he can fight a big battle with the Xia Dynasty Empire, even if there is an undefeated god of war Zhang Huaming in the enemy army, who will always make people can't help but feel scruples.

"This guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, thinks that he has won a few battles, and has been given the title of 'undefeated god of war', he is really the god of war. Hmph, did he really think that the old man would not dare to seek revenge on him?" Shen Cheng's proud face sank to the extreme. With his hands behind his back, he stood proudly, and a domineering momentum unique to the superior undoubtedly flowed on him.

"Lord of the family, that Zhang Huaming is definitely not a person who can be easily provoked, this matter needs to be considered in the long run, and it must not be hasty. Murong Ah said kindly.

However, Murong A probably didn't expect that it was precisely because of his words that Shen Chengao felt that he had suffered the greatest humiliation in history, and even more determined to find Zhang Huaming to take revenge.

"Zhang Huaming's matter, the old man has his own decision, and there is no need to wait for more. It's you, after seeing Kun'er's tragic death of the enemy, why don't you fight to the death with him Zhang Huaming to fulfill your loyalty?" Shen Cheng stared fiercely at Murong A and the hundreds of people kneeling behind him, and a thick murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Everyone in the hall was clearly aware of Shen Chengao's undisguised killing intent, and they were immediately frightened, their bodies trembled, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.

The question has finally come. Murong A sighed secretly in his heart, and he immediately said without humility or arrogance: "The head of the family is angry, we are not not loyal, but we can't. ”

"Why not?" Shen Chengao's voice became even colder, his eyes stared at Murong A, as long as what he said could not satisfy him, then he would immediately kill these hundred people and bury his son Shen Changkun.

"According to the principle of the Lord's death, we are responsible for protecting the young master, and we should fight with that Zhang Huaming with our lives to fulfill our loyalty, even if we die, we will die as we deserve. However, the young master died tragically to the enemy, and there was no corpse to die, if we also died in the Five Finger Mountain Range, wouldn't the young master be exposed to the wilderness, and there would be no place to bury him, and who else could come back with the corpse of the young master to report to you. At that time, I am afraid that the head of the family will not even know who the murderer of the young master is. Murong A said the draft that had been typed in his heart in an orderly manner.

"Hmph, it's better to say than to sing. Shen Chengao snorted coldly, and said with disdain in his mouth, "Could it be that with your cultivation in the Martial God Realm, you can't help that Zhang Huaming?"

"My lord, that's really the case. Murong A smiled helplessly, and the look on his face was as ugly as he could say. He thought that he would have his own horse, and Shen Changkun, who was protecting him, was completely out of the question, but who expected to kill a Zhang Huaming halfway, making him, a master of the martial god realm, useless, and even more so that he had to flee back to the Xiyuan Empire with his tail between his legs, if this matter spreads, he, the martial god, is afraid that his reputation will be ruined.

"That Zhang Huaming's cultivation is higher than you?" Shen Chengao didn't expect Murong A to answer like this, and couldn't help but be taken aback, and his angry face was suspicious. Murong A's cultivation is very clear to him, otherwise he would not let him be his son's master. The powerhouse of the middle level of the Martial God does not dare to say that he is invincible in the Xiyuan Empire, but he is definitely one of the best figures.

"It's certain to be taller than me, but I don't know how much higher. Because I can't see through him at all. Murong Ah Shen said a little dejectedly.

"Hmph, I'm afraid this is your excuse. You have been practicing diligently for decades, and your cultivation has already reached the realm of the Martial God, that Zhang Huaming is young and has not yet reached the age of thirty, how can the strength of cultivation be able to catch up with you. Shen Chengao didn't believe Murong A's words, and even thought that he was deliberately exaggerating the enemy's strength as an excuse for his own exoneration.

"If the head of the family has to think so, the old man has nothing to say. Murong A sighed abruptly, and said gloomily.

At this time, after suffering the pain of losing his son, Shen Chengao urgently needed to find someone to vent the suppressed anger in his heart, where would he think too much, and with a wave of his hand, he snorted coldly on his face: "The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped." No matter what your reason for escaping back, not protecting Kun'er is your greatest sin. Whoever came, except for Murong A, took all these people down to be executed and buried for my son. ”

As soon as the words fell, dozens of people who looked like Shen Mansion guards rushed in outside the hall, and one unceremoniously dragged two of them out of the hall.

"Thank you for not killing. Murong A said with a heartfelt feeling, and there was a faint joy in his heart. The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows are dark and bright and another village. He thought that he was going to die this time, but he didn't expect Shen Chengao to let him go, which was really a bit unexpected to him.

Murong A escaped a catastrophe, but when the hundreds of people behind him who had been nervous heard Shen Chengao's order, their faces were like ashes, and their despair was overflowing.

"Master, don't, the slave doesn't want to die. Someone pleaded with a sad face.

"Master, I beg you to have a lot of them, let the little ones go. A few people broke free from the guards, knelt down in front of Shen Chengao, grabbed his shuangtuǐ, and begged with tears in their eyes.

"Old man......"

Hundreds of people cried and pleaded one after another, and their appearance was extremely miserable and pitiful, which made the hall fall into a húnluàn uproar, and Shen Chengao, who was already extremely angry, was even more annoyed, and didn't look at them, and shouted coldly at the dozens of guards: "Get out, don't let me see them again." ”

"You get out of here, too. Shen Chengao saw Murong A's relieved appearance, and his heart was unabated, and he waved his sleeves and said unceremoniously.

"The head of the family is extrajudicial and gracious, and the sense of decay is inexhaustible. The head of the family was angry, and the old man left. Murong A knew that Shen Chengao was angry now and couldn't listen to what anyone said, so he bowed and bowed, and retreated and left the Shen Mansion.

After Murong A left, Shen Chengao slowly walked to the headless corpse placed in the hall, his eyes were full of sorrow, he carefully grabbed an arm that was already cold, his expression suddenly became extremely hideous, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry, Kun'er, my father will definitely avenge you." Zhang Huaming, you dare to kill my son, this revenge is not shared. From now on, there will be me without you in this world, and there will be you without me, and I will never die."

"Someone, invite the heads of the other three major families to the mansion, and say that the old man and I have a major national affairs to discuss. Shen Chengao took a deep look at the corpse on the ground, waved his hand to let his subordinates take the corpse down, and walked back and forth in the hall with a heavy face, his brows furrowed and stretched from time to time, as if he was thinking about something important. After a long time, he opened his mouth and whispered to a person who looked like a housekeeper of the Shen Mansion standing aside.

"After so long in the making, it's time for them to make a face. The Xia Dynasty Empire will eventually become within the territory of my Xiyun Empire. Zhang Huaming, hum, this time you have the ability of three heads and six arms, and the old man will let you die without a place to be buried. ”

In the silent and silent hall of the Shen Mansion, Shen Cheng's arrogant and resentful voice sounded, which made the guards who were standing outside the hall in charge of guarding couldn't help but feel terrified.