The Xiao family is the leader of the four wealthy families in Jiangzhong.

Today is a day worth celebrating for the Xiao family. First, Longteng Group, a subsidiary of the Xiao family, signed an agreement with Qianjun Group and became the closest partner, which means that the Xiao family's power has reached a higher level.

The second is Xiao Behe, the old man of the Xiao family, celebrates his 80th birthday.

Outside the Xiao family villa, luxury cars gathered, and celebrities from the Jiangzhong appeared one after another to celebrate the 80th birthday of the old man of the Xiao family and congratulate the Xiao family and Qianjun Group on becoming permanent partners.

"The Wang family sends a thousand-year-old jade wish, worth eight million yuan. I wish Mr. Xiao a blessing as good as the East China Sea and a long life as the South Mountain."

"The Zhou family sent a golden toad, worth 12 million yuan. I wish the Xiao family wealth to come in."

"The Zhao family gave Tang Bohu's original work, worth 8.8 million..."

At the gate of the Xiao family, the etiquette lady held a microphone and kept informing the guests of the gifts.

In the villa hall, Xiao Biehe was dressed in green clothes. Although he was eighty, he looked very energetic. When he heard many gifts from guests, his eyes couldn't close.

At the banquet, people from all major families in the Yangtze River gathered.

Even people from the second-rate family like the Tang family came. In order to curry favor with the Xiao family, Tang Tianlong also tried his best to buy a jade Buddha and gave it to Xiao Biehe at a high price.

People from all major families took this opportunity to make friends and expand their connections.

Outside the Xiao family villa, a man wearing a brown coat and a mask on his face walked up hiking with a coffin.

The coffin is at least 200 kilograms, but the man held it with one hand, as if it was not at all laborious.

This is Jiang Chen.

Long Shuai Jiang Chen, who was terrifying the southern wilderness.

This time he came back, one was to repay his kindness and the other was to take revenge.

Now he married into the Tang family, which is Tang Chuchu's husband. He didn't want to cause trouble to Tang Chuchu, so he put on a black mask and turned into a ghost-faced Yan Luo.

boom!

When he arrived at the gate of the Xiao family, he suddenly exerted force, and the coffin he was holding flew out instantly, smashing the gate of the Xiao family and landing in the hall of the Xiao family villa.

The sudden scene scared everyone at the banquet.

The noisy banquet suddenly became quiet.

What's going on?

Today is Xiao Biehe’s 80th birthday. Who is so brave to give her a coffin?

Xiao Biehe was chatting with the helmsman of several families. When he saw the coffin flying in, his old face sank, "What's going on? What's the matter? What's the security guard? What's the food? Who sent this thing in? Carry it out for me."

"Xiao Biehe, this coffin is a gift for you. Today is your 80th birthday, and next year's day will also be your sacrifice."

A roar came from outside the door, and then a man in a brown coat and a ghost mask on his face walked in.

"You, who are you?" Xiao Biehe stared at Jiang Chen. This is the Xiao family. He is the helmsman of the Xiao family and one of the top figures in the river. Who dares to be arrogant here?

"The one who kills you."

A cold voice resounded throughout the hall, and Jiang Chen, wearing a black ghost mask, walked over step by step.

"You can't tolerate you being presumptuous." A man in his twenties came over, pointed at Jiang Chen, and cursed: "No matter who you are, when you come to the Xiao family, you have to lie down for me, and you have to lie down for me."

He is Xiao Bin of the Xiao family. Xiao Bin pointed at Jiang Chen's nose and cursed, trying to take off the black ghost mask on his face, and said coldly: "Wearing a mask to pretend to be a ghost, I want to see who you are."

Jiang Chen took a sudden move, took Xiao Bin's hand, pulled Xiao Bin up with a little force, and rotated it violently.

"Kaz."

Xiao Bing's arm was pulled down alive, and blood poured on the earth.

"ah……"

Xiao Bin let out a heart-wrenching and painful cry.

The celebrities from Jiangzhong who came to attend the banquet were all frightened. They lived in a peaceful era. When did they see such a bloody scene? Many people retreated one after another, fearing that they would suffer.

Jiang Chen was like a god of killing, throwing the broken arm in his hand to the ground. His aura was very strong. With the strong move, the Xiao family present was so scared that their bodies trembled and kept retreating.

Xiao Biehe also retreated slightly, reached out and touched his lower back, preparing to take out his weapons and kill the uninvited guest in front of him.

Jiang Chen walked towards Xiao Biehe step by step.

There were only Xiao Bin's painful cry in the villa hall of dozens of people.

After screaming for a few times, he fainted in pain. The hall suddenly became silent, with only the sound of footsteps with the breath of death.

"Kneel down."

Jiang Chen's shout resounded.

Jiang Chen was very powerful. This was a murderous aura formed by killing countless enemy troops after a long battle. Under the suppression of murderous aura, the celebrities and Xiao family in Jiang were all frightened. In addition, Xiao Bin's next door was instantly twisted, and no one dared to stand up and say a word now.

Kneeling down, like a wake-up call, Xiao Biehe in front of him trembled in his heart, and he was in a state of utmost silence.

At this moment, he forgot to resist and his body was uncontrollably kneeling on the ground.

"thump."

Seeing this scene, the celebrities in the river in the distance were stunned.

This is Xiao Biehe, the helmman of the Xiao family, the leader of the four wealthy families in the Yangtze River, is now kneeling on the ground like a dog.

An iron wire appeared in Jiang Chen's hand. This iron wire was very strange, one by one. If you look closely, you will find that it is composed of countless silver needles inlaid together.

"Xiao Biehe, do you know your guilt?"

At this moment, Xiao Biehe realized that cold sweat broke out on his back. What's going on? Why did I kneel down?

He wanted to stand up, but found that his legs were weak and he could not stand up.

"Boy, do you know who you are talking to?" He couldn't stand up, but he was very strong, stretched out his hand to touch his back, ready to kill the uninvited guest in front of him at any time.

The other Xiao family members dared not stand up in the face of this scene, for fear of being affected.

"Let you understand that ten years ago, a fire on the banks of Huaju Lake burned for a day and a night, and the thirty-eight souls needed your blood to pay tribute."

With indifference and ruthless voices resounded throughout the villa hall.

Jiang Chenren flashed and appeared behind Xiao Biehe in an instant. He picked up the steel wire made of silver needles in his hand, put it around his neck, and exerted a little force.

Blood poured down, and the head fell to the ground.

"ah."

The celebrities in the river screamed in fear, all of them lay on the ground, their bodies trembled. When the Xiao family saw Xiao Biehe die tragically, they were scared to death.

Jiang Chen took out a black bag, put it on the head on the ground, turned around and left.

Others had left, but the Xiao family villa was silent. Everyone was squatting on the ground, holding their heads with their hands, while Xiao Biehe's headless body was lying quietly in the hall.

...

Jiangjia Cemetery, in front of Jiangtian Tomb.

Jiang Chen put down the black bag in his hand and leaned against the tombstone.

He took out a pot of wine, drank it hard, and then poured it on the ground in front of the grave.

"Grandpa, rest in peace, grandson will definitely let the souls of the Jiang family rest in peace, and the Huayue Mountain Residence, grandson will also find a way to retake it."

After saying that, he got up, turned around and left.

After returning to the Emperor's Residence, he took a shower.

Xiao Family Villa.

All the celebrities in the Jiangzhong who came to congratulate him left.

In the villa hall, there was a coffin and Xiao Biehe's body lying quietly on the ground.

Xiao Bin, whose arm was twisted, has been sent to the hospital.

The Xiao family all knelt in front of Xiao Biehe's body.

The leader is a sexy and beautiful woman in a dress. She is Xiao Biehe's youngest daughter, Xiao Ruoran.

The Xiao Ruoran, who had made the Jiang family turn upside down and destroyed the Jiang family by his own efforts.

Her beautiful face was filled with a low voice.

"Did you call my fourth brother?"

Xiao Ruoran's roar echoed in the silent hall.

"Fight, beat."

"Don't move everything at the scene, wait for the fourth brother to come back."

...

It was late at night and the Jiangzhong Military Region was quiet. Several helicopters landed, and the words "Western Frontier" were also portrayed on the helicopter.

A middle-aged man wearing a battle robe and a cold-looking expression got off the plane.

Outside, there were a row of fully armed soldiers standing straight and saluted instantly.
To be continued...