"Don't worry, I'm the kind of person who can hit wherever I point my finger!" Xiang Yu was very frustrated from riding in cars and planes in the past few days, so he immediately moved his finger joints, making a crackling sound.

Huang Chao glanced at him and decided to let the King of Western Chu go to the front while he protected the two bosses.

Qi Xi held Pinyuzi in his arms and covered his ears to prevent him from seeing or hearing anything.

It is not easy to fight in a cemetery. We cannot offend the rows of tombstones. Xiang Yu just threw one at a time, and if there were two, he threw a pair of them directly to the stairs in the corridor, and they rolled down one by one. It was a bit like playing the rolling stone game. Huang Chao didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Qi Xi felt that the fifty dollars spent that day was well worth it.

"Miss, we, ah!"

"Get lost!" Xiang Yu threw the man away. He hated people who tried to reason during a fight the most!

While Xiang Yu was fighting fiercely here, a group of people below the tomb were dumbfounded.

"Master, master, it seems like you don't need our help!"

The eight-year-old child still has some baby fat on his face, but his eyes are calm, like a pool of stagnant water, and there is no trace of a child on his body. His every move and gesture makes him more like a person in power who has experienced life and death and has an iron fist.

"Well, wait!"

Anyway, the people being attacked are not ours!

"Yes!"

The men bowed their heads and responded.

The boy's eyes were fixed on the back of the child being held by the woman above him. That was his father's child...

Ten minutes later, Xiang Yu was still not satisfied, but the person he had thrown down could not get up.

"Really boring!"

This is not even as much as the amount of exercise he did in the military camp!

"Go and pack them up, and send the person to my second uncle's house!" Who dares to set his sights on my father's child!

"Yes!"

The black-clad bodyguards following behind him dragged away the people who were thrown into strange shapes, raising a lot of dust along the way. The young man walked up the stairs slowly alone and walked towards Qi Xi and the others.

Xiang Yu narrowed his eyes: "Boss?"

Qi Xi looked at the young man. He was handsome, with an extraordinary appearance, but as cold as ice. Apart from his appearance, his whole temperament was another Wen Zhiyu!

"It's okay, don't stop me!"

"All right!" Xiang Yu felt a little sorry. This young man seemed to be quite capable. Although beating a child was unethical, this happened in later times and would not affect his reputation as the King of Western Chu.

The young man came and stood ten steps away from Qi Xi, and said respectfully: "Hello, I am Wen Zhiyu's adopted son, Wen Xun."

[Ding! The male protagonist appears! The male protagonist appears! The male protagonist appears! ]

Pinyu's son and Qi Xi both heard it. Little Pinyu didn't understand what the male lead was and felt his head was noisy, so he twisted his butt in his mother's arms.

But Qi Xi understood that Wen Zhiyu’s adopted son was the male protagonist, and Wen Zhiyu’s biological son was the villain!

How funny!

"Hello there!"

"If it's convenient, could you please come to the Wen residence for a chat? My father still has some relics, which are for Pinyu and you!" Wen Xun spoke calmly and respectfully, and the young man's edge was never directed at his father's lover.

"Originally, I wanted to wait until the Wen family's affairs were resolved before delivering it to you in person. Now that you're here..."

"it is good!"

Qi Xi agreed readily. Wen Xun curled his lips slightly. It was hard to see his expression, but you could tell that the boy was happy now!

Qi Xi and his group followed Wen Xun out of the cemetery. Xiao Pinyu wanted to get down at this time. The little guy had his own way of calculating time and knew that mommy would get tired if she held him for too long.

It was also at this time that Wen Xun saw Pinyu's baby's face. It was a face almost exactly the same as his father Wen Zhiyu's, except that it seemed even cuter.

"Hello! Brother!"

Pinyu cub was confused. He turned his head to look at the boy who was much taller than him, then looked up at his mother. At his mother's nod, Pinyu cub politely and in a baby voice called out, "Nihao~Brother~"

The love in Wen Xun's eyes was like a shooting star: "Hello."

"Mud howl~"

"Hello."

Pinyuzizi scratched his hair with his chubby hands and said, "This brother is so weird, but you have to be polite."

"Mud howl~"

All the conversations between the two of them were just "hello".

Arriving at the Wen residence, Qi Xi took Pinyu's baby and walked in step by step.

The Wen residence is an ancient and elegant courtyard house, and the traces of history there are such that they can be regarded as cultural relics.

"came back?"

A gentle and beautiful woman was waiting at the entrance of the main courtyard in a wheelchair pushed by her companions. She looked at the little carrot-head Pinyu with a smile.

so similar!

Wen Zhiyu’s genes are quite strong!

"This is my mother, Mrs. Wen, Wen Zhiyao." Wen Xun hurriedly introduced her to Qi Xi.

Qi Xi felt an inexplicable sense of shame in his heart. He felt like a mistress who had brought her child to force her husband to abdicate.

Perhaps seeing Qi Xi's embarrassment, Wen Zhiyue chuckled and joked: "My brother, Wen Zhiyu, and I have a formal marriage. We are more like siblings than husband and wife. Don't let your imagination run wild! Come in first! I'll tell you slowly!"

Qi Xi nodded, and Pinyu looked around the new environment with confusion and excitement. The little guy had never seen a courtyard house before.

Xiang Yu and Huang Chao followed all the way. They were somewhat curious about this courtyard, but most of their attention was on exploring the environment and being alert to their surroundings.

Entering the main courtyard, there is a very tall ginkgo tree, which is still green even in September.

"sit!"

Wen Zhiyue sat in a wheelchair and pointed to the rattan chair beside her to Qi Xi. This yard was really retro in style.

The two men sat face to face, Wen Xun sat on one side and made tea for them, while Xiang Yu and Huang Chao stood behind Qi Xi.

As for little Pinyu, he was holding an old-fashioned hibiscus cake obediently, nestling in his mother's arms and chewing it, while his big eyes curiously looked at the aunt sitting in the wheelchair opposite him.

"They look exactly like each other, but their facial expressions are different. That's good. My brother is so cold and indifferent. That's not good!"

Qi Xi sensed the other party's lost emotions, and felt disappointed in her heart: "At that time, I was attracted by his cold appearance, because he was very much like the domineering CEO in the novel!"

"Hahaha! My brother's look is really intimidating!" Wen Zhiyue laughed until his eyes turned red. He blinked hard and pulled the corners of his mouth bitterly.

"Feel sorry!"

Qi Xi sniffed softly: "It's okay."

"You shouldn't have come!" Wen Zhiyue's eyes were full of sadness.

"I need the truth, and so do my children!"

Qi Xi didn't want Pinyu to be the one to find out the truth in the end.

"Then I'll tell you what I know!" Wen Zhiyue's eyes fell on the face of the little Pinyu, and a faint gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you!"

"The Wen family used to be tomb robbers. As for when they started, I don't know. I only know that when my brother and I came to the Wen family, the Wen family had already become the current Wen Group. The Wen family's business is divided into open and hidden. On the surface, they are engaged in transportation and jewelry companies, and secretly they are gangsters that rob raw stones and traffic in people and guns in Myanmar. The Wen family has always been very good at these two lines. They even prepared a retreat for themselves a long time ago. In the open sea, they have a large group of mercenary corps."

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