Zhang Yang, who had only learned kung fu for a few days, was not something he could handle.

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There was a silence in the hall, no one spoke, and the air was filled with oppressive heaviness, making people feel as if their heart was being oppressed by an invisible force.

The only one who looked calm was the old man, who seemed to be unfazed even if the mountain collapsed in front of him. He closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Time passed by second by second, which was a kind of torture for Zhang Yang and Liu Biao. No matter how stupid they were, they heard some clues from the conversation between the old man and the seventh brother. In fact, their fate had already been

Being rushed over soon, a man named Maimaiti decided.

This is a very bad feeling. Everyone wants to control their own future and life. No one wants their life to be determined by a stranger.

From the conversation between the old man, Seventh Brother, and Xiao Yuanxing, Zhang Yangzhao had made several calculations and guessed it. All the results showed that he had no chance of survival, because a powerful underground man in C City like Xiao Yuanxing

Huang Yanjing could only accept his fate, as their lives became increasingly insignificant.

no!

no!

You have to find a way to escape!

"Dong dong..."

Just as Zhang Yang was racking his brains, a heavy sound came from the stairs, interrupting Zhang Yang's thinking. The sound was full of killing intent, as if the sound made people feel like thousands of troops were coming to kill him.

Pressure, pressure, heart-stopping pressure!

All eyes were focused on the stairs.

An old man with gray hair, rough features, and a body as strong as an iron pillar walked in, followed by a group of tall and powerful men.

"Brother!"

Some people standing in the hall suddenly became energetic and shouted loudly with futile energy.

The old man nodded gently, his majestic face full of deep sadness. After he walked into the hall, his eyes immediately fell on the crystal coffin, and his steps began to become heavier, as if he was carrying a huge weight.

Finally, the old man walked to the coffin and grabbed the coffin with trembling hands. He looked sad and the muscles in his face were twitching.

There is no doubt that this old man who is full of strength and power is Maimaiti!

When Maimaiti walked in, the old man who was sitting sighed slightly, stood up, walked to Maimaiti who was holding the coffin tightly, and gently patted Maimaiti on the shoulder.

"Zhengming, Redili... my good son... he is dead..." Maimaiti let go of her trembling hand on the coffin and hugged the old man suddenly, crying like a child in pain.

"I am sorry for your loss."

The old man gently patted Maimaiti's broad shoulders and comforted him. The white-haired man gave the black-haired man a gift. This was something no one wanted to see. Although the two were a bit incompatible, they had restrained each other and had managed to stay together over the years.

They are also in peace.

Maimaiti choked and let go of the old man, took out a handkerchief from her pocket and gently wiped her tears.

"Who is it?!"

Suddenly, Maimaiti let out a loud roar. His rough features with Xinjiang origins were so powerful that many people were oppressed by Maimaiti's momentum and had difficulty breathing.

"Me!" Xiao Yuanxing strode to the middle without any fear.

"Okay, okay... very good... Xiaoqi's person!" Maimaiti's sharp eyes glanced at Brother Qi.

"Brother..."

"Do you still have me as your big brother in your eyes?" Maimaiti sneered, with strong murderous intent in his eyes.

"Maimaiti, Xiaoqi..."

"Zhengming, don't say anything. It's my son who died, my son, and my blood is flowing in his veins. Do you understand? Just leave this matter alone!" Maimaiti interrupted the old man.

Then, he looked around with his eyes, and strong murderous intent spread in the air.

The old man's face suddenly changed color, his lips trembled, and his eyes flashed with palpitations.

"Zhengming, it's not that Maimaiti won't give you face, what will you do if your son dies? If you want to fight, then fight. We have restrained each other for so many years. I think you have already

Waiting for this day!" Maimaiti's eyes fell on the old man again, and his eyes were burning with fighting spirit.

"Maimaiti, you are getting more and more courageous. If you dare to say such things, have you forgotten our promise? Aren't you afraid that someone will kill your nine clans? Are you sure that Brother Hao will not come back?"

The old man said coldly.

"Brother Hao..."

Maimaiti's fierce eyes suddenly dimmed, a trace of fear flashed away, and there was a silence...

"I killed the person, and it has nothing to do with Brother Qi. If you want to kill or scratch, just come to me. However, I hope you will see the surveillance video. I think you must also want to know the real cause of the matter." Xiao Yuanxing said.

.

"Maimaiti, let's look at the cause. We have to give you an explanation. Since we have been waiting for nearly twenty years, we are all old now and no longer have the youthful vigor of that time. I also know that you are very sad. I

Understand this kind of pain, just take a look before deciding." The old man sighed.

Maimaiti nodded.

Soon, someone placed some equipment in the hall and began to play the surveillance video of that day. Except for some security guards, most people's eyes fell on the screen.

As the play progressed, many people kept looking at Zhang Yang, full of surprise. Some people couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw Zhang Yang's method of playing mahjong. When they saw Zhang Yang betting with the man in a white suit,

With the 100% accuracy of Russian roulette, many people have developed voices, even Maimaiti and the old man are no exception, and their eyes looking at Zhang Yang are full of solemnity.

Slowly, the atmosphere in the hall began to become heavy, because the young man took out a revolver.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang on the screen began to skillfully disassemble and inspect the revolver. When he saw Zhang Yang's dexterous hands and jumping speed, including Xiaoqi and Maimaiti, the old man had incredible shock on his face.

"Boom...!"

"Boom...!"

"Boom...!"

A shot was fired. In fact, the sound collected by the surveillance video was not loud, but everyone seemed to hear the loud noise of the gunshot. On the video, the blood on the white suit turned dark black, which was particularly eye-catching.

Seeing the blood spurting from the young man's chest, Maimaiti trembled all over...
Chapter completed!