The old man had white hair and beards. After coming in, he began to sharpen his knife silently.

Zhu Shao frowned and looked at: "Is the latest dish? Cut sashimi on site? Interesting."

The old man smiled: "It's not cutting fish, it's cutting people!"

Mr. Zhu felt chill all over and felt something was wrong: "Come on now!"

With a bang, the thin paper wall broke open, and four bodyguards fell in with blood on their necks.

Zhu Shao was scattered and touched his cell phone tremblingly.

With a click, the sword light flashed, and his five fingers flew up with his right hand.

The blood ejaculated, and Mr. Zhu fainted with a scream.

When he woke up, his broken hands were tied up in a plastic bag, and he was still in the restaurant, while the old man was still sharpening his knife.

"You, who are you?"

The old man blew the blade: "Wang Wu!"

"I, I don't know you, we have no grudges or grudges."

Wang Wu was as cold as a stone: "My wife's name is Su Su. Fifteen years ago, Wang's villa, did you forget?"

The footsteps sounded, and another girl in a ponytail and wearing a white kung fu costume walked in. The girl was wearing gloves and looked like her fingers were injured.

She quietly put on her mother's spiritual throne.

"Feng Yue, your mother died at the hands of this bastard. What do you think should you do?" Wang Wu was sad.

Wang Fengyue had a cold face: "Revenge is my business. I have never had a father, don't call my name."

The father and daughter still had a knot that they couldn't be untied. Wang Wu sighed: "The scene will be a bit bloody later. Daughter, you'd better go out and wait."

Wang Fengyue burned incense to her mother's spiritual position, and then walked towards the door.

Soon she stopped: "If it weren't for Chen Qingzhi, you wouldn't have been able to avenge your mother. Even if I am grateful, I would be grateful to that man!"

Wang Wu sighed and smiled bitterly.

Then he picked up the knife, thought something gloomyly, and walked towards Master Zhu who had already been scared...

Outside the restaurant, Wang Duan was wearing black clothes and stood there waiting silently.

His clothes were embroidered with characters, but they were no longer the Wang family in Qiantang, but a very strange line of cursive script: The dog under his disciple!

This is so weird, he actually called himself someone's lackey?

After Wang Fengyue came out, she sneered: "You really know what you are willing to be Chen Qingzhi's dog?"

Wang Duan celebrated according to the family generation: "Auntie, where are you going?"

Wang Fengyue gritted her teeth: "Do you care? Go back and tell Chen Qingzhi that he had ruined my finger, but helped my mother to avenge us, and we would have both grudges."

Wang Duan smiled bitterly: "Sir, I guessed that you don't want to stay. This is a card he gave me. Aunt, where are you going? Tell me that won't work."

"Jinling!" Wang Fengyue didn't even look at the card and left lonely.

Wang Duan kept watching her back disappear, then sighed and turned around and shouted, "Zheng Meimei, come out."

Zheng Meimei came out tremblingly and hid in the corner in a cowardly manner.

Wang Duan sneered: "You did a good job in this matter. The reward you promised will not be less. You can get out!"

Zheng Meimei lowered her head: "Where is Brother Hu? Everyone is deposed and is still locked in a mental hospital. I heard that you are about to become the patriarch of the Wang family. Can you let Brother Hu go?"

Wang Duan was surprised: "You still miss Wang Hu?"

Zheng Meimei was very serious: "I have gone through the wrong path and did a lot of bad things, but I really like Brother Hu, and he is also really good to me."

With a loud bang, Wang Duan threw an envelope down: "Take this money, go to the hospital to pick up Wang Hu and get out of Suzhou!"

Zheng Meimei bowed gently: "Thank you Mr. Chen for me, thank you for giving me this opportunity."

The woman left, too.

Soon, Wang Wu, whose hands were covered in blood, staggered out. He seemed to have cried, but he was holding his wife's spiritual position.

"Fifth Ancestor!" Wang Duan hurriedly supported him.

Wang Wu waved his hand gently: "I am dead without regrets. I will go back to the courtyard now and will never come out again. The end of the Wang family in Qiantang has arrived, but a new Wang family is about to be born. You are the leader of Mr. Chen's kiss, and the Wang family will depend on you in the future."

Wang Duan knelt down solemnly.

Wang Wu looked at the words on his clothes and nodded and smiled: "You are a smart person. For the sake of your family, this kind of effort is rare. It is not embarrassing to be Mr. Chen's dog!"
Chapter completed!