At this time, she is already married.

Jun Chen knows very well how snobbish An Wudie's uncles are.

An Chengkong is the youngest son of Old Man An.

"The situation is not optimistic, since that incident, Mr. An Chengkong's family has been driven out of An's family, settled in the countryside, Mr. An's family still misses the young master's family, every New Year's holiday, will come to the lord, Mrs. incense, Miss An Wudie has not married, she always believes that the young master is not dead, and is still waiting for the young master to return."

After Ziyu finished speaking, he looked up at Jun Chen.

She found that Jun Chen's fingers trembled, was it excitement, or was it ......

"This stupid woman." The corners of Jun Chen's mouth rose, and a smile appeared.

"But young master, what you did today has been noticed by the three families, just three hours after you left, Mr. An's family was forcibly taken away by the Wang family, and they also announced to the public that if you don't want Mr. An to feed the fish and sell the mother and daughter abroad, let you take the four people kneeling in the coffin to an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Nancheng, and they will wait for you there."

Click!

Jun Chen clenched his fists violently, and his bones cracked.

"The Wang family, they are infinitely tempted on the verge of death......" Jun Chen squinted his eyes slightly, and a cold glint flashed from his eyes.

The sisters caught a glimpse of it, and their hearts trembled.

The two of them can clearly perceive the murderous aura on Jun Chen's body!

"The abandoned factory on the outskirts of Nancheng is very good, I took this war book." Jun Chen glanced at the two sisters and said lightly: "Don't go, you two don't go, boil some soup, cook some porridge for my sister to replenish her body, remember, it is your task to protect my sister." ”

"Subordinates take orders!"

The sisters clasped their fists together and spoke in unison.

Jun Chen stopped looking at the two of them, turned his head to look at the blank area outside the house, and said lightly towards the air: "Let Fang Ming bring someone to see me." ”

"Yes, young master!"

A voice rang out in the air.

That was the reply of the members of the Killing Temple.

Soon, Fang Ming and several other members carried the coffin down the mountain.

Wang Manrong has already passed out, his face is bloodless, and if he is not treated, he will not survive tonight!

In addition to her, the other three also had white lips, and the whole person seemed to have been fished out of the water.

The sun was scorching, the coffin was sealed, and after kneeling for another day, he didn't faint, which was considered perseverance.

Jun Chen took out a silver needle and quickly stabbed it on Wang Manrong's head.

A soft groan.

Wang Manrong slowly woke up, first swept around blankly, and then immediately stared at Jun Chen with resentful eyes.

"I said I wouldn't let you die a happy death." Jun Chen said lightly.

"Jun Chen! Killing people is not enough, if you want to kill, you can kill, if you want to chop, what kind of ability is humiliation! Zheng Liushui roared.

The blood on both sides of his and Wang Quan's faces was dry, and at this moment, he gritted his teeth, and his bloody face was as hideous as a demon.

Not at all human.

Jun Chen smiled coldly and stopped talking to him.

Fight with a dying man and lower your status.

"Young master, please command!" Fang Ming and the others hugged their fists and bowed down, he knew that the young master would not ask him to bring people down for no reason, there must be something.

"Let's go and prepare three identical coffins, and tonight, we will add a few more guests."

"Yes!"

Fang Ming asked the two of them to leave to prepare.

Jun Chen didn't have to bring someone over, but for the sake of safety, he decided to make some trouble.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Suburbs of the South Side.

The suburbs are different from the urban areas, where dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are all kinds of people.

The barbecue stalls on the street are bustling.

The road can only accommodate two vehicles.

Two light-duty vans each carried two coffins.

Another social death march.

At night, he went out with four coffins.

It has attracted the attention of countless people.

"Phew! It's so unlucky! ”

"See the coffin and get rich, see the coffin and get rich."

"It's a big night, bring a few coffins out, who do you want to scare!"

"Damn, I really want to go up and them!"

Many people are scolding, they just want to have a barbecue, brag and talk about women, and when they are happy, they come to a few coffins.

Anyone who sees it will be angry.

Soon came to the abandoned factory, the location that the Wang family said.

Abandoned works stand on the edge of the suburbs, infinitely closer to the outside of the city.

When I got here, there were hardly any people in the neighborhood.

In the dark, many bodyguards came out with a large knife in tow, lined up in two rows, and stared at each other on the left and right.

"Help me! Save me! Wang Quan seemed to see the dawn of hope, and shouted with all his strength.

The bodyguards looked at each other, and it seemed to be a ...... just now The voice of the third master?

The appearance is unrecognizable, as if it has been replaced by a demon's face.

Hardly anyone can recognize it.

Seeing that they were indifferent, Wang Quan was angry, "I'm Wang Quan!" Hurry up and save me! ”

Zheng Liushui also shouted: "I'm Zheng Liushui, hurry up and save me!" Come on! ”

The few people trapped in the coffin seemed to be screaming with all their might.

"It's really the third master!"

"And the fourth master of the Zheng family!"

"Look, isn't that the eldest young master and Miss Zheng family!"

"Don't be stunned, do it!"

The bodyguards rushed up.

The doors of the two trucks opened, and four shadows burst out.

Crash!

The cold light pierced the night.

The bodyguards who jumped up for the first time and wanted to make meritorious service were all cut down, and the dull sound created by the body landing made the people who came later shiver, stopped, and did not take a step forward.

Seeing this, a member smiled coldly, "By the way, how much money is there in a month, what kind of life is playing." ”

Decisive killing shocked the audience.

No one dares to cross the thunder pool for half a step!

"Help me! Help me! ”

"You bunch of waste, what do you usually raise you for!"

"Whoever can save me, I will give him five million! No, ten million! ”

There must be brave men under heavy money.

But only a few people.

Before the brave man could rush forward, he fell in a pool of blood.

One of the members shook off the blood beads on the blade of the sword and looked at it coldly, "If you want to make money, come up and try it, I'm afraid you won't take it." ”

The faces of the four people trapped in the coffin were like ashes, and they could see that these bodyguards were all killed in horror, and no one dared to get on even if they offered a high price.

Life and money, there are still people who can make a choice calmly.

All the way to the gate of the abandoned factory.

The factory was brightly lit and almost crowded with people inside and out.

Jun Chen got out of the car, glanced at it, and said disdainfully: "There are so many people, the Wang family really looks up to me." ”

Inside the factory.

An old man over half a hundred years old sat on the Taishi chair, and behind him, stood two old men of the same age, with their eyes closed and their temples bulging.

An Chengkong's family knelt in front of them, facing the factory gate.

Jun Chen walked in the front, and behind him were Fang Ming's ten people carrying the coffin.

As soon as Junchen appeared, the pupils of An Chengkong's family of three shrank suddenly, and their breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

"Dust?"

"Brother Chen? It's really you! You're alive! ”