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Early the next morning, the old man of the Miyamoto family was a little restless.

The four big ninjas sent out last night, like mud cows, went into the sea and never returned.

A deep fear enveloped his heart.

He felt that the Miyamoto family had encountered a strong man this time.

After that useless son was crippled in the hot spring, he was wiped out one by one.

Then Happy Street was bloodbathed again.

The villa was razed to the ground.

Both Taro and Miyamoto died.

He suspected that all this was not so simple, could it be a conspiracy set up by other underground forces?

You must know that the East Island today is no longer the East Island hundreds of years ago. Now they mainly develop economy, technology, and although they have vigorously promoted martial arts, there are very few truly strong people.

Renren is already a very high-level powerhouse in the ninja circle, and the four of them went out together, but none of them came back.

Old Miyamoto was a little embarrassed.

Just about to send someone to inquire, someone outside panicked and shouted, "It's not good, it's not good, something serious happened!"

Early in the morning, it's so disregarding the appearance, panicking, how decent is it?
The old Miyamoto was furious, and slapped him across the face.

"Snapped--"

Everyone in the Miyamoto family is like a bird, with a bad temper.

He knocked the person over with a slap, and shouted sharply, "What made you panic like this?"

The servant who was beaten tremblingly sat on the ground, covered his face and stammered, "He, he, them...their corpses were hung up at the door."

"idiot!"

The old Miyamoto was trembling with anger, and the bodies of the four major ninjas were hung at the door?

OMG!

Something more terrifying than imagined happened.

Old Miyamoto trembled all over, "Come, come!"

More than a dozen dead men ran over and came out with old Miyamoto to check the situation.

Sure enough, there were four corpses hanging at the gate of the Miyamoto family.

They were the four ninjas sent out to take Qin Mu's head last night.

Unexpectedly, after going there overnight, Qin Mu's head was not taken, but his own life.

Seeing the miserable condition of the four people, old Miyamoto suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down straight.

A group of people panicked and helped him up.

Old Miyamoto was pale, still trembling all over.

"Come on, come on—"

I only heard him yelling hysterically, and I didn't know what he was going to do?
Outside the gate, a figure slowly approached.

This is a young man in his 20s, wearing a pair of dark trousers and a snow-white shirt.

It's a cold day, and the other party doesn't feel cold at all dressed like this.

Seeing the other party so calmly, the dead men of the Miyamoto family suddenly felt a sense of fear.

The people guarding the door stepped back, and the person who supported the old Miyamoto also stared blankly at the person coming.

"Stop, who is it? How dare you break into the palace of the Miyamoto family?"

The young man walked to the door and stopped 20 meters away.

Looking up at the corpses at the door, he said quietly, "Old man Miyamoto, are you satisfied with this gift?"

"puff!"

The old Miyamoto was so angry that he vomited blood and was satisfied.

Very satisfied!

He stared at Qin Mu, feeling that this kid was the strong Donghua who killed his son and grandson.

In his imagination, the other party must be a vicious master, but he didn't expect it to be such an ordinary young man.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

puff--

The old Miyamoto spat out another mouthful of blood, and said through gritted teeth, "Boy, don't be arrogant, you can't get out of here alive today."

Qin Mu said, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, it won't be good if you die of anger!"

Old Miyamoto trembled all over, "Come here, come here! Kill him!"

Dengdengdengdeng-

Dozens of people rushed over from the yard, all of whom were elites trained by the Miyamoto family.

These people have been changed in normal times, and their combat effectiveness can completely match that of ordinary troops.

It's just that in front of a strong man like Qin Mu, their strength is too scumbag.

Facing the dead men of the Miyamoto family, Qin Mu had long ignored them.

He walked into the courtyard with his hands behind his back, completely ignoring everyone.

"Old guy, we're not here to play today, let's sit down and talk!"

How could old Miyamoto be in the mood to talk to him?

Pushing away the people around him angrily, shaking his body, pointing at Qin Mu and yelling, "Boy, I don't care what your background is, since you have joined the Miyamoto family today, don't expect to leave alive!"

"It seems that the death of your son and your grandson hasn't refreshed your memory yet! If that's the case, then don't blame me for letting blood flow here today."

Qin Mu stood in the cold wind with a proud expression.

Completely ignore these dead men.

The old Miyamoto was also going all out at this moment, and said angrily, "Death is death! I don't believe that the Miyamoto family has hundreds of tons of bombs underground, and you, a strong Donghua, can't be killed!"

"Even if the last person is killed in battle today, our Miyamoto family will never surrender!"

The old guy was really stubborn, like a madman.

Qin Mu was shocked, the Miyamoto family actually buried hundreds of tons of bombs underground?
What on earth is this crazy family up to?
Just as the old Miyamoto was hysterically preparing to let all the dead men fight to the end, a few cars drove by like lightning.

Someone got out of the car anxiously, "Master Qianhu is here!"

Lord Chito is here.

Everyone was startled and looked at the gate together.

Lord Qianhu hurriedly got out of the car, seeing the situation in front of him, he was furious, "Baga!"

I saw him rushing over, raising his hand and slapping him.

Snapped!
The 80-year-old Miyamoto didn't dare to talk back. After being slapped, he yelled unwillingly, "Master Qianhu!"

"This kid killed so many people in my Miyamoto family, I must kill him!"

"To shut up!"

Lord Qianhu said angrily, pointing at old Miyamoto's nose, "Mr. Qin and Chairman Chen are both distinguished guests of Tianhuang, and your Miyamoto family is too bold. How dare you ignore Tianhuang's words?"

Old Miyamoto said unconvinced, "Don't dare!"

"Don't dare not back down!"

Master Qianhu glared at the old guy fiercely, and those dead men slowly backed away with their guns in hand.

Qin Mu was a little surprised that this Lord Qianhu had such a face that the Miyamoto family didn't dare to resist at all.

I saw Master Qianhu walking towards Qin Mu, "Mr. Qin, you Donghua have a good saying that it is better to settle enemies than to end them. I suggest that the matter between Mr. Miyamoto and the Miyamoto family be left alone. The two families will not hold each other accountable!"

Qin Mu glanced at Lord Qianhu a few times, but he couldn't figure out what the Lord Qianhu's intention was.

He has repeatedly suppressed the Miyamoto family, showing affection to himself and Chen Qianjiao for no reason, which feels a bit weird.

Qin Mu said, "Master Qianhu, I think you should know the whole story. Last night you invited me to drink, and Mr. Taro actually poisoned me while I was drunk."

Master Qianhu said, "I already know about this matter. Everything is at fault in the Miyamoto family, so I hope Mr. Qin can let go of these grievances. After all, the offender is dead."

Qin Mu killed the father and son of the Miyamoto family, and the debt should be settled.

So Master Qianhu persuaded.

Qin Mu sized him up, pointed at old Miyamoto and said, "Let this old man apologize to me!"

Forehead?
Qin Mu's words made everyone startled, and the old man Miyamoto even wanted to kill someone.

He killed his own son and grandson, and he has to apologize to him himself?

Old Miyamoto gritted his teeth until his lips were bleeding.

With fierce eyes, he glared at Qin Mu angrily.