Chapter 134: Zhou Hong's Death

The person who came was the first so-called friend Qin Jie made after coming to Tianshui City, one of the seven masters, the abandoned son of the Zhou family, the plague god Zhou Tingfang.

"It looks like you should have taken Bodhi liquid, and you haven't seen it for a while, and your strange power is so terrifying, now I'm afraid that Zhang Xiaotian's guy will have to be furious from the bottom of his heart when he stands in front of you, what a freak!" Zhou Tingfang looked Qin Jie up and down like a ghost, still muttering to himself.

"Are you returning to the Zhou family and going to stand up for the Zhou family?" Qin Jie glanced at Zhou Tingfang and said lightly.

Zhou Tingfang was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said, "Brother Qin, the first half of your sentence is right, but the second half of the sentence is the opposite. ”

After speaking, Zhou Tingfang directly turned his head and walked towards the Zhou family children who were jumping chickens and dogs, and casually threw out a dark gold token, which frightened all the Zhou family children's eyes.

"The order of the head of the family! This is the order of the head of the family!" Some of the children of the Zhou family were sharp-eyed, and after taking a closer look at the ink-gold token, they suddenly exclaimed, and the entire crowd suddenly burst into flames, and the eyes that looked at Zhou Tingfang were all in awe and awe.

The order of the head of the family, this is a sign of the supreme power of the Zhou family. According to the rules set by the ancestors of the Zhou family, the family head order is the identity symbol of the Zhou family's exclusive family, and the person who can hold the family head order is either the current head of the family, or, the next head of the family unanimously determined by all the high-level of the family. And the head of the family, for them, the children of the Zhou family, has the absolute power of life and death.

The bigger the family, the stricter the management of the children in the clan, especially for a big force like the Zhou family, which is entrenched in one side, it attaches great importance to this. Life is a person of the Zhou family, death is the ghost of the Zhou family, the head of the family can determine the life and death of all of them with a word, and Zhou Tingfang is obviously about to have such power.

For such a big man who has one foot on the throne of the head of the family, even if he is a child of the Zhou family who is unruly, he can only obey it. They are strong people cultivated by the Zhou family, so they naturally know the horror of the Zhou family even more, and if they disobey the orders of the head of the family, the end will definitely be more terrible than death.

Under the deterrence of the head of the family, the children of the Zhou family, who were still hostile to Zhou Tingfang, obviously lost any heart. Wherever Zhou Tingfang passed, the children of the Zhou family scattered one after another, and some of them even knelt directly on the spot, this is the future head of the family, and it is not ashamed to kneel for the future head of the family.

Zhou Tingfang didn't bother to take care of this group of straw bales, and walked straight towards Zhou Hong, the killing intent gradually condensed between his steps, and his body was so thick that it was almost substantial, which made people tremble.

Zhou Hong suddenly panicked, and took a few steps back and said: "Zhou Tingfang, don't mess around, I came to invite Qin Jie on the order of the head of the family, if something bad happens, see how you explain to the head of the family!"

Zhou Hong's lust at this time can be seen by everyone, and he accounted for at least half of the credit for Zhou Tingfang's expulsion from the Zhou family that year. And now, this plague god was actually invited back by the top management of the Zhou family, and he also booked the high position of the future head of the family, so that the future of him, the great housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion, can be imagined.

Before Zhou Tingfang gains power, he must quickly retreat and leave the Zhou family! This is Zhou Hong's only thought at the moment, but unfortunately, even this simple and humble idea can no longer be realized. Because, Zhou Tingfang drew his knife.

The huge blade of the blade, seven feet long, flickered with a cold light that was enough to sting the eyes of everyone present. This knife, Zhou Tingfang will only come out of the sheath when the killing machine is the strongest, and its name, Mo Dao has no trace.

At this moment, Zhou Tingfang's body was full of evil aura, and Qin Jie, who was watching coldly from behind, couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, in this strong and almost substantial evil aura, Qin Jie clearly felt a trace of bad luck.

I thought that this man who was born shrouded in bad luck should not have mastered the breath of bad luck, but now it seems that although it has not yet reached the point of entering the house, it has at least achieved a small success, which is not simple.

"You, what are you going to do?!" Seeing Zhou Tingfang's knife out of the sheath, Zhou Hong suddenly collapsed to the ground with weak legs, frightened to the point of feces and urine, and an unspeakable stench came to his nose. This has always been the great butler of the Zhou Mansion, and he has no image at the moment, in the final analysis, he is just a house slave who can be slaughtered.

"Do you know why I'm here?" Zhou Tingfang looked at the embarrassed Zhou Hong coldly, and said in a joking tone: "It's the high-level Zhou family in your eyes, they came to me in person, as for their intentions, you are not a stupid person, you should be able to figure it out." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Hong's already extremely ugly face instantly became discouraged.

As Zhou Tingfang said, he has been able to ascend to the high position of the great housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion as a domestic slave over the years, he is naturally not a stupid person, on the contrary, he is very smart. It is precisely because of this that he saw through the intentions of the high-level Zhou family at a glance - they are trying to use their own blood to wash away the humiliation of Zhou Tingfang being expelled from the Zhou family, or there is a deeper meaning, they are paving the way for Zhou Tingfang to ascend to the position of the head of the family.

"I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it......" Zhou Hong muttered blankly.

In fact, since he received this mission, he has always had doubts in his heart, although the Zhou family coveted Qin Jie's three pill prescriptions, but because of this, he spent a lot of time to dispatch hundreds of city-level disciples, but he was a little brainless. Whether it was killed by Qin Jie himself or not, the death of Zhou Rui's five people before should have sounded the alarm bell, and to deal with this kind of character, either directly dispatch high-level figures to capture and kill them in one fell swoop, or temporarily swallow their anger to eliminate the impact, and dispatching hundreds of city-level disciples like this is undoubtedly the stupidest choice.

However, now that I think about it, the real stupidity is not the top of the Zhou family at all, but it is precisely him Zhou Hong himself. The high-level of the Zhou family, this is a good stage for Zhou Tingfang to sing, now said that such a battle, Yuelai Inn must have become the focus of the entire Tianshui City, killing him Zhou Hong on such an occasion can not only kill people and establish authority, announce to everyone Zhou Tingfang's strong return, and even go further, but also take the opportunity to close the relationship with Qin Jie, and count it in one fell swoop!

"Got it? Let's get on the road. Zhou Tingfang glanced at Zhou Hong lightly, poor people must have something to hate, Zhou Hong came to this field, no wonder anyone, so he naturally will not be soft.

Then, the hand rises and falls, and the head is in a different place.

Everyone looked at the bloody scene in front of them in a daze, in the face of Zhou Tingfang's Mo Dao without a trace, Zhou Hong didn't even have the slightest reaction to resist, or to be precise, he didn't have a chance to react at all, a senior city-level powerhouse who had been immersed in silver martial arts for decades was easily killed.

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