The strongest god in the city

Chapter 675 How Many People Died?
"Boom boom boom!"

In the early morning, outside Mr. Yu's house, Yu Hongwen gently knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, but seeing no movement, he knocked again.

It wasn't until the third knock on the door that the door was pulled open, revealing Mr. Yu's haggard face.

Yu Hongwen was startled, and hurriedly said: "Dad, you are..."

"It's okay."

Mr. Yu waved his hand and said, "I slept too late last night. Hongwen, what happened?"

The news came back in the early morning, Mr. Yu thought about it until the sky was dark before going to sleep, how could he not be haggard?

Yu Hongwen probably guessed the situation, didn't ask any more questions, and said in a deep voice, "Father, the other families are all asking to see him outside the mansion. The Duan family is also here, wearing filial piety."

"Ok?"

Mr. Yu frowned, and a bright light flashed in his eyes: "Hmph! There are quite a lot of tricks! Let's go, let's meet him for a while."

With that said, he made a gesture to go.

At this time, Yu Hongwen spoke again, and asked softly, "Dad, do you want to call Ye Beichen?"

Mr. Yu stopped in his tracks, thought for a moment, and then said: "That's fine. He is about to become one of the nine masters of Xucheng, and this is also a rare opportunity to show his prestige. Don't, don't want it for nothing!"

Hearing this, Yu Hongwen immediately ordered someone to call Ye Beichen, while he followed Mr. Yu to the outside of the mansion.

When Mr. Yu came outside the mansion, he couldn't help frowning.

At this time, outside the Yufu, there was a field of white flowers, not meat, but the white color of filial piety.

As far as the eye can see, except for a few big family heads standing in front, there are all people in filial piety behind.

Men, women, young and old, probably thousands of people, weeping and cursing could be heard all the time—there must be enough acting, right?

Seeing Mr. Yu's expression, Duan Zhongning couldn't help being overjoyed.

It seems that Mr. Yu has moved his heart of compassion!
How did he know that Mr. Yu was not moved with compassion, but was cursing bad luck in his heart.

Early in the morning, thousands of people dressed in filial piety gathered around the door of Yu Yu's house. Isn't it bad luck?
Standing in front of the Duan family were six old men, their expressions were either solemn or indifferent.

These six people are the heads of the six major families other than the Yu family, the Duan family, and the Zeng family.

The Ling family, the Duanmu family, the Su family, the Han family, the Ji family, the Xu family, plus the current Mr. Yu, there are quite a few surviving heads of the seven major families.

"Brother Yu, long time no see, why are you so haggard? Could it be that you worked hard last night and your sword is not old?"

A joking sound came, although it was a joke, but the gloomy voice made people very uncomfortable.

The one who spoke was a tall and thin old man, dressed in a fluttering white robe, very chic.

This person is the Su hero of the Su family, and he has won the essence of "pretending to be B and wearing white clothes".

Hearing Su Yingxiong's sarcasm, Mr. Yu responded unceremoniously: "Why, Su Yingxiong, are you wearing mourning for Duan Zhengde or Zengren Wang?"

As soon as these words came out, Su Yingxiong's complexion turned red immediately, and the other Patriarchs also blushed - holding back their laughter.

Behind them, thousands of Duan's family members were dressed in filial piety, but they were all white!

How can this be explained?Couple outfit?Hit the shirt?

In just one round, Su Yingxiong was defeated.

"Brother Yu, I think it's better not to fight with each other. They are all the heads of the family, which makes people laugh."

The one who spoke was Duanmu Chuan, the patriarch of the Duanmu family, with a small mustache and a sense of joy.

"joke?"

Mr. Yu snorted coldly, and looked around: "Who dares to make a joke? Stand up and let me see."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly stagnated.

The same idea popped up in the hearts of several masters at the same time - today's affairs are not easy to handle.

Mr. Yu is usually soft but hard, and rarely tears his face directly.

But the current performance is more like hob meat, rolling up when seeing a knife.

Could it be that the Yu family has already separated Ye Beichen, isn't it good?
Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was not right, Duan Zhenghua quickly poked Duan Zhongning, and reminded in a low voice, "Kneel down."

Duan Zhongning understood, and immediately fell to his knees and shouted: "My uncles, my father Duan Zhengde died tragically at the hands of the people, and there is no body left. My Duan family does not seek revenge, but only asks for the order to go home. I look forward to, uncles! For the sake of the past, I will make the decision for the Duan family."

As he spoke, he hit his forehead on the ground with a bang.

Thousands of members of the Duan family, regardless of false or false feelings, all fell to the ground and kowtowed.

At this moment, an exaggerated cry suddenly came.

"I'll go! I just came here, and someone kowtowed to me? What's the situation?"

As soon as the voice came out, everyone turned their attention.

The Duan family also raised their heads and looked at the speaker.

When they saw the laziness of that young man, everyone understood that this was Ye Beichen!

Among the crowd, Duan Zhongyun, Duan Zhongfu, and Duan Zhongze looked hopeful.

Young Master Ye, here we come!
Ye Beichen glanced at the audience, took a step back, and shouted again: "I'm sorry, thousands of people wear mourning, how many people have died?"

The faces of the six masters were astonished, and even the Yu family was a little astonished.

Everyone in the Duan family was furious.

However, they dare not speak out.

The person in front of him was Ye Beichen, who slaughtered the powerful of their family!
At this time, Duanmuchuan said, "Young man, you are Ye Beichen, right? You, an outsider, slaughtered my Xucheng family, and even taunted me, isn't it too much?"

These words made several masters nod their heads one after another.

It's fine to kill someone, but it's too much to ridicule.

"Excessive?"

Ye Beichen glanced at Duanmuchuan, thought carefully for a moment, then nodded and said: "Well, what you old man said is good, it seems that it is a bit too much. Sigh, but I am very happy now, what should I do? Or, I Laugh twice to vent?"

As soon as these words came out, the patriarchs of several big families suddenly had black lines.

Still laughing?

Everyone is dead, you still laugh, do you have any sympathy?

However, Ye Beichen did what he said, and even exceeded his quota - he laughed three times.

As soon as the "hahaha" laughter came out, the hot-tempered son of the Duan family was about to stand up and fight Ye Beichen desperately, but was held back by others.

Go up now, can't you find death?
At this time, a fair and clean old man came out and said politely: "Brother Yu, it doesn't look good looking at you blocking the door, why don't we go in and talk about it?"

This time, Mr. Yu didn't block back, because the other party was Ling Leshan, the head of the Ling family, and Ling Yun's father.

"Well, I think it can."

Mr. Yu nodded and said, "How about this, you go in with me, and as for the Duan family, let's go in a few too."

As soon as these words came out, the several masters and the Duan family breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, hope was not blocked.

Duan Zhongning stood up abruptly, and shouted a little excitedly: "Uncle Zhenghua, Zhongcui, come in with me."

Duan Zhenghua and Duan Zhongcui took the lead and immediately followed behind Duan Zhongning.

"Let's go."

Mr. Yu waved his hand, and stepped into the door first.

At this moment, Ye Beichen suddenly spoke.

He pointed to one of the Duan family members, and said, "That one, you come in too."

Hearing this, everyone looked at the person Ye Beichen was pointing at——Duan Zhongyun.

　There is still

　　
　
(End of this chapter)