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The man guarding the back door of the main hall felt that something was wrong, so he looked back.

Turning around, Ye Weiliao suddenly felt a person coming up behind him, Ye Weiliao dodged behind the guard without making a sound, and sliced ​​into the back of the guard's neck.The guard was about to collapse, Ye Weiliao helped him to the side against the wall to make him sit still, and drew his knife out.Feng Pingping came to the front, and Ye Weiliao waved his hand to signal him to enter the door together, and then pressed his palms to signal him to bow down.

Just passed by the window and peeked at it, the short distance from the door to the wall was unguarded, so the two of them slipped in carefully, separated from each other, squatted down and slowly peeped out from both sides of the wall.

There are two tables of banquets in the hall, the door is open, and there are more than ten tables in the courtyard after going down the steps. It was originally a lively scene, but now it is a mess, the tables and chairs are overturned, the cups and saucers are broken, and the surroundings of each table are crooked. There was a circle of people lying on the ground, and some people struggled to climb up the seat, but they couldn't.Some people slapped the tables and chairs and groaned in low voices, others collapsed and laughed in a daze, and some children in the yard cried sporadically, which were covered by adults.

This time, the medicinal property of Datura was probably stronger than what Wei Xingyu had experienced. No one could move freely, and most of them were even unconscious.

All the tables at the end of the hall were also collapsed, only three or five people were struggling to stand on the table in front of them. Ye Weiliao looked carefully, and even though the appearance was different after many years, he could vaguely recognize it. Several members of the "Bo" generation, except Zhong Boyou who has passed away, Zhong Bocheng, Zhong Boquan, Zhong Boxie, and Zhong Bolian are all here.With decades of skill, these people can only force themselves to stand staggeringly, each with their eyes downcast, as if they want to use their internal strength to force out the medicine's properties.There is also Zhong Chongyan, the patriarch of the "Chong" generation, leaning on the table with the back of his chair, cursing himself endlessly.

He didn't look old, he still had the same face, the thick eyebrows of the Zhong family's square face were softened a lot on his face, and some creases were added a little.He wasn't smiling at the moment, he wasn't that annoying, his head was covered with sweat, and he tried his best to restrain his exasperated expression.

Ye Weiliao stared at him for a while, separated by a wooden wall, also separated by many years.

Seeing him open his mouth, hearing him speak, but the sound he heard in his ears seemed to be coming from afar, not quite real.

A person came gently behind him, Feng Pingping seemed to know that he was in a daze, so he simply moved over from the other side of the board wall, took advantage of his taller stature, and squatted on top of his head to continue peeking.

Ye Weiliao bumped back slightly, dragged him to the back of the board wall, and mouthed fiercely: "Don't make trouble, separate, it's over if we are discovered together." "I don't look, you are in a daze again." Feng Pingping also said silently.

Ye Weiliao thought it was his own fault, so he could only raise his hand as an oath, and said silently: "I promise not to stay again." "Yes." Feng Pingping nodded.

So Ye Weiliao pulled him to the other side, leaned back to the side of the wall and probed again, Feng Pingping just turned back, took two steps, turned around and came back behind him, and put his head on top of his.Ye Weiliao was so angry that he didn't want to hit him, and it was difficult to hit him to make a sound, so he bumped his chin up.Feng Pingping endured the pain silently, and rubbed his chin against the top of his head.

The two heads were still folded together and looked into the hall. Zhong Chongyan was tired from cursing, and he was in a daze from the onset of the medicine, and he was leaning on the back of the chair to rest his breath.

Zhong Wei sat in the chair in front of the board wall facing the crowd, with his back to Ye Weiliao and the two, he couldn't see his face and didn't hear him speak, he snorted lightly now and then, he didn't know if he was laughing or pretending to be contemptuous.

Zhong Chongyan's scolding stopped, and Zhong Wei finally opened his mouth leisurely, with a little smile, and said: "Grandpas of the 'Bo' generation, don't waste your efforts, the drug you gave you is not poison, and you don't need to cure it. It can't be solved, and the medicinal effect will slowly dissipate in a day or two."

Hearing this, several "bo" generation were shocked, among them, Zhong Boquan suddenly opened his eyes, and shouted in a rough voice: "Thief, who is your grandfather! Which family's grandson are you from!"

"The family doesn't talk about the two families. Why does Grandpa Boquan ask the question? Whether you agree or not, I will be the head of the Zhong family. It's better for everyone to recognize it quickly, and celebrate with the whole family in harmony." How good? Elderly people, don’t just get angry, it hurts your health, the important thing is to recognize the situation in front of you, the situation is that, you all have to listen to me.” Zhongwei said with a smile.

Ye Weiliao turned his head to look at Feng Pingping, he didn't expect that Zhongwei had worked so hard to get to this point, took over the Three Corpses Sect and then came back to plan to be the head of the Zhong family, his ambition is really not lofty.

"Wishful thinking!" Zhong Boquan yelled loudly, then he was a little dizzy and couldn't stand, and closed his eyes again.

"My patriarch is still sitting here. Don't you think of using these indecent means to show off my power to my Zhong family. The children of my Zhong family are well-known and upright. There is no such insidious, despicable and shameless person as you! The position of the patriarch You didn't make it up to yourself, even if you were sitting on that chair, you are not worthy!" Zhong Chongyan took a breath, and then began to curse.

"I'm not worthy," Zhong Wei still didn't scold him, said lightly, stood up and walked slowly to the table, stared at Zhong Chongyan with his head down, and asked, "Uncle Chongyan, are you worthy?"

"Hugh is so rude!" Zhong Kun rushed to scold at the side.Both Zhong Kun and Zhong Peng were at the main table and drank too much. Zhong Peng sat on the ground paralyzed by the alcohol, Zhong Kun was half kneeling, dragging the legs of the table and struggling to stand up, staring at Zhong Wei with red eyes, and said angrily : "Regret, I didn't kill you with a single knife. I listened to your nonsense and brought you back to Zhong's house. I don't care if you are the head of the family. As long as I can stand up, I will stab you right through!"

"Brother Kun's deep friendship, Zhong Wei remembered it in his heart." Zhong Wei paused, then suddenly turned to walk in front of Zhong Kun, and said leisurely: "I still remember playing with my two brothers when I was young. You and Brother Peng climbed to the Throwing stones at me from the roof, and competing with others to hit more and more accurately...It's interesting to think about."

"You don't remember the kindness of Zhong's family in raising you, you only remember that children play around and bully you, how different people with no kindness are from animals..." Zhong Chongyan cut off the conversation in a cold voice and said, " It was my mother who raised me, how did your Zhong family bully my mother? Are my mother and son living a human life in your mansion? I’m afraid they are not as good as the domestic dog!"

"Is it a human thing to be as rebellious as you are today!" Zhong Chongyan said.

"Did Uncle Chongyan forget? I still have a name, Shi Youyou." Zhongwei laughed a few times, and said, "I am a member of the Three Corpses, and I am no longer a human being in the world since the day I started. What I do is not a human being." What's so strange about this? I just want to sit in the seat of your Zhong Family Patriarch to have fun. Since several old people are here, and the previous Patriarch is also here, please everyone nod, and the whole family will kowtow three times together. See Zhong Family No. 12 is the head of the family, and I am almost satisfied. You follow what happened today, and you have to follow if you don’t, it’s better to accept your fate early, so we don’t have to waste time here.”

"Bastard! Don't even think about it!" Zhong Chongyan could not stop cursing, and spat at him.

Zhong Wei dodged to let him spit, stretched out one hand, and withdrew the same weapon in his hand, but it was not the short sword he used before, but the same knife as Zhong's saber.

"This knife was originally stained with the blood of the Zhong family." Zhong Wei turned the blade slowly, looked at the sharp edge, and said, "Before I escaped from the Zhong family, I killed Zhong Ying, Zhong Yi, and Zhong Ze. There is that old thing Zhong Chongde, and Aunt Guirong, five lives, you don’t care about two books in my hand, what are you? I am not human, and most of you are not. "

"Zhong Wei!" Zhong Chongyan shouted hastily: "There is still room for change in today's matter, if you hurt people and kill them again, you will never recover!"

"Who said I want to get back?" Zhong Wei smiled and waved his hand, pointing the tip of the knife at the tip of Zhong Peng's nose, but turned to Zhong Chongyan who was at the side when he asked the question, "Uncle Chongyan, will you give up the position of the head of the family?" ?”

"Slow down! Slow down!" Zhong Chongyan said repeatedly, trying to reach out to stop him, but he just fell off the chair and fell to the ground.

"Hey," Zhong Wei was in high spirits, as if he was playing an extremely interesting trick, the knife in his hand shook, Zhong Kun tilted his head to avoid it, Zhong Wei cut off one of his ears with a knife, and he lay on the ground with his whole body covered. Trembling and holding on, he didn't make a sound.Zhong Chongyan couldn't help shouting: "Kun'er..."

"You are so kind and filial, why is it so difficult for you to say a few words? You are so vicious to your own son? He is about to die, and you are reluctant to give up even the head of the family?" Zhongwei tilted his head. , asked repeatedly.

"Chongyan! I can't promise him! My Zhong family's children will die as soon as they die, and we can't do such a thing that humiliates the family!" Zhong Boquan sternly said.

Zhong Chongyan half-kneeled by the table, choked up a word, one knee shook like a sieve, still unable to utter a word, kneeling on both legs, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his veins were bulging. A pair of eyes are also staring open.

"Don't cry when you don't see the coffin," Zhong Wei said.

The knife in his hand followed, and it didn't enter Zhong Kun's heart. He turned and pulled again, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the knife edge on his chest.Zhong Chongyan groaned a few times intermittently, his throat was completely hoarse as if he couldn't even scream, but it sounded even more painful.While shouting, he put his hands on the ground and wanted to move to Zhong Kun, but Zhong Wei kicked him away.

Ye Weiliao watched from behind the board wall and almost jumped out. Feng Pingping was on top of him, holding him down with both hands.

Ye Weiliao blinked, and couldn't bear to watch. Although he expected that Zhongwei was here to seek revenge from the Zhong family, he still couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he saw him being so ruthless.

Zhong Wei pushed the knife sideways in his hand, and pointed the knife point at Zhong Peng next to him. Zhong Peng looked at him with grief and indignation, closed his eyes and raised his head, put his neck under the knife, and said loudly : "Father! We are the ones who brought disaster on the Zhong family! We don't regret dying, so don't promise anything! We won't embarrass the Zhong family!"

"Peng'er, Peng'er..." Zhong Chongyan trembled.

"Uncle Chongyan, I'll ask you again, would you please give me the seat of Patriarch?" Zhongwei laughed.

With his mouth trembling, Zhong Chongyan forcibly pulled back his gaze from his two sons, and glanced at Zhong Boquan and the others, as if begging for mercy.Zhongbo Quanxin didn't know, and shouted angrily: "Chongyan! It's useless if you admit it! We won't admit it! He can't succeed, and he won't let you go in the end! Don't be ashamed! Zhongkun Zhongpeng Zhengzheng man , don't embarrass them when you are a father!"

"Okay, that's great," Zhongwei laughed a few more times, and said, "I'll make you sons of men."

"No! I can't!" Zhong Chongyan cried out in tears: "Uncle Boquan, Kun'er is dead, and I only have one son, Peng'er. I can't just watch him die in front of me... I, I think ..."

"Chongyan, if you recognize him, can you let him go, let us go? Do you think that today's matter can still be good?" Zhong Bocheng who was beside Zhong Bo's body also opened his eyes and sighed: " Zhongwei, if you want to take revenge, you can just kill whoever you hate, why bother to torture people so piecemeal?"

"One kill is not enough." Zhong Wei turned his head and said to Zhong Boquan.

This was the first time he turned half of his face around, and Ye Weiliao and Feng Pingping only saw half of his face, full of smiles, and flushed like wine, completely different from the respectful expression he had seen before. Smile, as if happy from the bottom of my heart, smiling wickedly.