"Your Majesty Jade Emperor..." Lei Bao was dragged by Zhang Wuyou and couldn't help but speak. Recommended: The new work of the dance master: "The Origin World of Heaven" read on mobile http://m.mei-/0_3/

But Zhang Wuyou quickly interrupted his words, "Fortunately, I have been guarding against you calling me Jade Emperor, so you don't know how to keep a low profile? If my identity is leaked, it will put me in a dangerous situation."

As he said that, he removed the barriers that the two men had set up at any time.

"In the future, call me Mr. Zhang, don't say the words just now!"

"Yes, Yu...Mr. Zhang!" Lei Bao couldn't help but cover his mouth, and then gently patted it.

"Mr. Zhang, Wei Yingwu, that old guy, has instructed people to do something to kill people. Why don't you punish him? I know you can definitely beat him!"

"I can beat him, but why should I beat him? Is it just that he ordered someone to kill someone based on what you said? It's so naive!" Zhang Wuyou rolled his eyes, "Let's go and take me to see how he killed someone!"

Zhang Wuyou said, jumped into the air and ran directly towards the southern suburbs of Yecheng.

He didn't even ask who this Lei Bao was. After feeling it up close, he already knew that he was Lei Gong. Moreover, except Lei Gong, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would be as stupid as him.

"Mr. Zhang, haha!" Lei Bao smiled foolishly, scratching the back of his head with his right hand, "You said why did we go to the mortal world through Luochentai? The concentration of spiritual energy seems to be worse than that of the heavenly court?"

"Ahem! Lei Bao, let me talk about this question later. Let me tell you first, where is your brother's home?"

"Then, just there, there is white silk hanging at the door!"

Zhang Wuyou looked along Lei Bao's finger. Sure enough, outside the remote suburbs of the southern suburbs, there was really a family with white silk hanging at the door in the remote suburbs.

This is a village. If every household can live in a crowd, there will be about 400 or 500 people, but at this time there are less than ten houses with traces of activity.

At this time, all of these people gathered in the house with white silk hanging at the door.

Several men were kneeling in the yard wearing mourning clothes. In the dilapidated house, a somewhat old coffin was placed in the main hall.

In the middle of the hall, an old man's portrait was erected on the coffee table.

Zhang Wuyou and Lei Bao landed outside the gate and walked inside. In theory, Yecheng has developed very well and is considered a good city across the country, but how could there be such a down-and-out residents in this suburb?

Zhang Wuyou burned incense to the deceased, and then walked aside to ask about the matter here.

The old man next to him should be considered similar friends to the deceased, so when Zhang Wuyou asked, he started talking about everything in detail.

The old man is lonely and lonely in his later years. At this time, someone is willing to say a few more words to them, so they naturally feel like they are talking, not to mention that this involves the death of their friends.

Zhang Wuyou listened quietly, and from the old man, he could have heard the cause of the death of the deceased.

Luan Gaojie, a gangster in his early thirties, had no idea how to get involved in the Wei family's conversation in Nancheng more than a year ago, Wei Tianle, the ninth son of the Wei family.

From Wei Tianle's mouth, he learned that this area may be planned as a new industrial agglomeration by relevant departments in the next two or three years. In other words, this land that is not favored will usher in its spring.

So from then on, he would come here to find fault in various names, try to drive everyone away, and then monopolize this area. If one day, this place will be really planned as an industrial gathering place.

The price of these lands alone is worth a lot of money.

So Luan Gaojie would come here from time to time to time to take a look. Recently, from Wei Tianle, he learned that this planning book seemed to be about to be released.

When Luan Gaojie heard such news, he could not sit still.

He immediately rushed over with his gangsters. Since the people in the village didn't want to leave, he had to use extraordinary means in extraordinary times.

The reason why these old people don’t want to leave here is nothing more than being home-loving, and is there a place to get them together here?

Then I might as well just destroy all the places they nostalgic about.

So he ordered people to destroy all the homes of left-behind elderly people. When it rained outside, sometimes these elderly people could only get wet outside. Even if they were sick, they could only persevere.

Because it rained heavily outside, it was raining heavily at home.

After Luan Gaojie finished all this, he was even more angry when he saw that these old people still had no intention of leaving.

When I came to the only nursing home in the village, I drove all the staff away, and then pointed at the thin and sickly elderly people, and actually hooked up shamefully.

He claimed that as long as any of them could defeat him, he would leave immediately and never step into this area.

In the end, the father of the Lei Bao brother could not bear it anymore, and walked out of the crowd with a cane tremblingly, coughing violently, and then the cane hit Luan Gaojie.

Luan Gaojie was immediately angry and slapped him with a slap.

The old man's body was already weak, so he could not withstand his full strength.

The old man was thrown to the ground, and his old head bounced back and forth several times on the hard cement floor.

Eventually, it caused internal bleeding in the brain and even avoided calling an ambulance.

Seeing this, Luan Gaojie was not afraid, but was even more powerful. He pointed at the old man and said, "Who dares to continue to stay in this area in the future, he is a role model."

After saying that, he left.

After listening to the old man's words, Zhang Wuyou couldn't help but look at Lei Bao with even more speechless eyes.

Just relying on the old man's words, Lei Bao dared to say that all these things were operated by Wei Yingwu behind the scenes, and this idea was a bit too big.

However, Lei Bao's guess gave Zhang Wuyou some inspiration. Luan Gaojie was just a gangster. Why did he dare to be so calm when he killed someone, as if he was not doing such a thing at all.

If there is no shadow of Wei Tianle behind this, Zhang Wuyou will definitely not believe it.

Since this matter involves Wei Tianle, it is definitely not an ordinary matter.

Just after Zhang Wuyou learned the whole story, the white silk outside the door was pulled down by someone.

Hiss!

The white silk was cut off from the middle.

Then a group of people rushed in from outside.

The leader was Luan Gaojie. Although Zhang Wuyou didn't know him, there were always people explaining him next to him.

Zhang Wuyou looked at Luan Gaojie's appearance. On the top of his head, a strand of yellow and purple hair and black hair were interspersed with white hair, floating in front of his forehead, blocking one eye.
Chapter completed!