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The knife stabbed very slowly, piercing Zhong Peng's shoulder straight down, penetrating into it bit by bit.

Zhongpeng couldn't hold back his muffled groans, his teeth clenched.Zhong Chongyan trembled as he watched, shook his head back and forth, and said in a hoarse voice: "I, I believe..." "What are you doing? Can't hear you clearly." Zhong Wei smiled, the blade penetrated two inches into the flesh but stopped poking it, and turned his backhand As soon as he mentioned it, he lifted Zhong Kun who was lying on the ground and sat on his knees.

The knife was stirring on his shoulder, and he could vaguely hear the movement of scraping bones. Zhong Peng finally let out a scream, but he couldn't fall down. stand up.

Ye Weiliao bumped his elbow behind his back, trying to push Feng Pingping away and stand up.Feng Pingping raised his hand and waited, calmly relieved him of his strength, lowered his head, and whispered in his ear: "The smoke hasn't arrived yet." Ye Weiliao pulled his hand, and hurriedly wrote in his palm: " Wait, I don’t know how many more people will die.” Feng Pingping took his hand with his hands and circled him tighter, and slowly wrote on the back of his neck: “That will have to wait.” Think again , and added: "Otherwise I'll knock you out." Ye Weiliao raised his head and glared at him, Feng Pingping lowered his head and kissed him at the corner of his eye, helped his head to go back and continue to look, since he himself said "Look", the last Well, just "look".

"Stop." Zhong Chongyan stopped the trembling in his voice, tried his best to sit upright on the ground, and said clearly to Zhong Wei: "Zhong Chongyan, the No. 11 Patriarch of the Zhong family, passed on the title of Patriarch to Zhong Wei today, I recognize you as the No.12 generation..."

"There is no such rule!" Zhong Boquan shouted.

"The position of head of the family needs the unanimous consent of the elders in charge of the family, Chong Yan, it doesn't matter what you say." Zhong Bo said.

"The two uncles are going to watch me cut off my sons and grandchildren! Isn't it enough for me to die for the Zhong family! Can't you leave me one!" Zhong Chongyan asked sharply, and then said to Zhongwei: "I think you are, anyway, I think No matter whether you can be the head of the family or not, it has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with my son, let him go."

"Kowtow." Zhong Weike smiled politely and said two words softly.

Zhong Chongyan staggered from sitting to kneeling, fell headfirst, and simply smacked him loudly.

Ye Weiliao snorted coldly to himself, this old thief has been cunning all his life, but he really can afford to let it go, he will knock it when he says it.

On the contrary, it was Zhongpeng who was under the knife, forced himself to grit his teeth and said, "Father! What face do you want me to see my brother!" "Shut up! I want to see him first. I am sorry for him. He blames me! You live for me, and after you live to be a hundred years old, you will kowtow to Kun'er in the underworld to admit your mistake!" Zhong Chongyan cursed harshly.

"Aren't you afraid of feeling sorry for the ancestors under the nine springs?" Zhong Boquan said so angrily that he nearly fell down in a flash.

"Back when Boyou asked you to be the head of the family, I thought it was wrong. He insisted on going his own way... Boyou! Did you see it? The Patriarch you chose sold the Zhong family!" Zhong Bocheng said.

"It's useless!" Zhong Bo said.

"We don't admit it, and it's useless for you to teach and accept privately." Zhong Bolian said.

Zhong Chongyan turned his head and glanced at several "bo" uncles who were eager to teach him a lesson, and only briefly glanced at him without saying a word. He turned back and begged Zhong Wei: "I recognize you as the master. I knocked my head too, let go of Peng'er."

"Hee hee." Zhong Wei laughed tremblingly, made several strange noises one after another, tilted his head and said, "I never promised you that you wouldn't kill him if you recognized him."

"You!" Zhong Chongyan jumped forward suddenly but failed to jump on Zhong Wei, but choked on his breath and almost carried him on his back.

"Shameless villain!" Zhong Peng hissed through his teeth: "Kill! If you have the ability, you can kill all the old and young of my Zhong family. If you miss one, one day, there will be someone named Zhong avenge me!"

"Really? I see your father kowtowed. Those old guys don't want to recognize you as Zhong's family. You still expect them to avenge you? Originally, seeing your father crying pitifully, he wanted to let you go. But when you say that, I really want to see if anyone will avenge you, hey, worrying people... what should I do?" Zhongwei propped his chin on one finger, pretending to think, and held the other hand. The handle of the knife slowly turned half a circle, and Zhong Peng kept screaming under his knife.

Ye Weiliao lowered his head and shoulders, curled up in Feng Pingping's arms and couldn't bear to look any longer.Feng Pingping pressed on him, grabbed him even tighter with one hand, and rubbed his shoulder repeatedly with the other hand.

Zhong Chongyan didn't give up, he crawled over on all fours and stretched his hands to hug Zhongwei's leg, Zhongwei raised his foot to step on his hand, looked down sideways, and stared at Zhong Chongyan in a panic After a while, he said with a heavy face, "Look at what kind of virtue you are now, like a dog. How about your former glory?"

"Let Peng'er go, you hate me, just kill me." Zhong Chongyan said tragically.

"I hate you, but I don't want to kill you." Zhongwei twitched his lips and smiled viciously.

Zhong Chongyan's face changed in shock, and he struggled desperately to pull out his hand. Zhong Wei threw the knife down and then slanted it backwards. Zhong Chongyan.Zhong Wei retreated to the side, Zhong Chongyan opened his arms to catch Zhong Peng who was half covered in blood, buried his head in his arms, tightly blocked his wound with one hand, and caressed his face tremblingly with the other.

"Peng'er, Peng'er, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt anymore." Zhong Chongyan muttered repeatedly.

"Father," Zhong Peng's mouth was bleeding, and he looked at Zhong Chongyan firmly with his eyes, and said softly, "You are wrong, you are wrong."

"Don't blame daddy, don't blame me, I can't watch you guys die, I...Kun'er, Peng'er, it's all dad's fault..." Zhong Chongyan burst into tears, stretched out his hands, and tried hard to get the fallen Zhong Kun hugged too.Zhong Peng was breathing out but not breathing in. He just vomited blood bubbles. Zhong Chongyan raised his hand and helped him to put it on Zhong Kun's body. The father and son huddled in a pool of blood.

Zhongwei stood aside and watched coldly, still smiling, like a cloud that seemed to exist but seemed to disappear.

"Bastard!" Zhong Boquan cursed tremblingly.

Zhongwei turned his head away, as if he suddenly discovered that there are a few interesting things here, and asked with a smile: "Grandpa Boquan doesn't agree? Is he not willing to recognize me as the patriarch?" "Come here! Come and kill me! You little beast Destroying the laws of nature and destroying human relations, you are not afraid to kill me an old man, come and kill me! The old man will not agree even if he dies!" Uncle Zhong waved his hands and told him to come closer.

Ye Weiliao raised his head and looked over, only to see the determined expressions of several "Bo" generations, more like a will to die than anger.

He and Feng Pingping crouched in a low place, and they could see the palms of the people under the table, some raised slightly, some clenched their fists, and some joined their palms like knives.These people are all standing on the side of the main table, and they have practiced for a long time. Although they can't relieve the medicine's effect, they all took a breath of true energy. They just waited for Zhong Wei to approach and attack together. Each of them has less than [-]% of their internal energy. To restrain him, it's just a desperate fight for a chance.

But Zhongwei didn't approach, and even put the knife in its sheath, and raised his voice: "I remember that this old thief has no son, only a daughter who is married, and she is in the husband's house? It's a pity. Who else, let me think about it. Everyone here, who knows what kind of close relatives this old thief Zhong Boquan has, help point it out, or call out, otherwise you are all Zhong's family, and I have no choice but to kill regardless of relatives."

When he yelled out, Zhong Bo and the others all changed their faces, and everyone inside and outside the hall was buzzing in commotion, and no one made a sound for a while.

"Really?" Zhongwei turned his head to the side and asked, "Is it all here?"

A member of the Three Corpses guarding behind a pillar stood up and reported: "Everyone has been arrested, the wounded, the cook, the embroiderer in the boudoir, men and women, there is no one left inside and outside, and the dogs are all killed. It's gone." "Why kill a dog? Aren't dogs better than these people?" Zhongwei complained.

Ye Weiliao's heart trembled when he heard that, no wonder he didn't see a single living thing all the way here, only the group of people patrolling outside.Zhong Wei acted so ruthlessly that he was afraid that no one would be left alive.

"Old man Boquan, are you really an extinct family? There's no other way, you can just pick one and kill it, no matter who dies, remember, it's this old extinct family that caused you!" Zhong Wei said, waving his hand. , Three more people stood up in the hall, a total of four people gathered in front of the Zhong family who was lying on the ground, and six people in the outer courtyard slowly stood in front of everyone, each lighting their weapons.

The crowd panicked again, humming and weeping, and no one could hear who said what.

"Be quiet! It looks like a big family. It's messy and invisible!" Zhongwei cursed with a smile, while leisurely turning around and sitting on the chair in front of the board wall, which is also the position of the owner, crossing his legs , and took a sip of a cup of tea.

There is a guard standing on each side of the chair. There are six people visible in the hall, and there are probably more on the porch. There are at least ten people in the courtyard. There are too many people. There is nothing that cannot be seen in the dark.These three corpses were surrounded tightly, like an iron bucket, and none of them could escape.Ye Weiliao thought over and over again, but there was no way to deal with it. Even if he killed three or five with all his strength, the rest of them would still be bloody. What's more, if these people took a woman and child hostage, the two of them would be tied up. up.

Ye Weiliao tried his best to look up at the sky outside the courtyard, and Feng Pingping followed suit. From here, he could see half a mountain peak and a line of blue sky, without smoke.

"Ah—" There was a shout in the hall.

Zhong Hu, who had collapsed at the other table, was lifted up with the blade reaching his neck. With a loud shout, he rammed headlong at the Sanshimen with all his strength.He couldn't use much strength, he just pushed his body hard, and the three-corpse doorman was knocked back two steps, and was hit on the nose. He became annoyed, raised his knife and pushed forward, and cut open Zhonghu half neck.

Zhong Hu died standing up. Compared with Zhong Kun and Zhong Peng, everyone in the courtyard saw it more clearly. Immediately, several people screamed in pain, and some people hissed: "Chongxi, Chongxi is Zhongbo's family. It's Zhong Boquan's nephew!" This sentence seemed to open the gate, and someone followed him: "He is sitting in the hall!" "His wife is here!" "Zhong Feng! Zhong Juan! Zhong Feng! Leopards! They all belong to their family!" "Shut up! Shut up! Are you crazy!" Zhong Boquan yelled angrily in the midst of the commotion, couldn't stand any longer, and fell slumped on the seat.

Zhong Bocheng was also discouraged, and he watched several members of the Sanshi sect walking towards his closest relatives, and hesitantly turned his head to look at Zhong Wei.

Zhong Wei didn't care to watch the farce, he tilted his head and stared at the ground on one side of the board wall.Next to the board wall, suddenly two people rushed out.

When Zhonghu was hit by the saber, Ye Weiliao couldn't bear it any longer, stretched his hands behind his back and scratched Feng Pingping's armpit lightly, while he was shaking slightly, he jumped forward.Feng Pingping only delayed for a moment, followed by pressing it up, didn't hold it down, but threw himself out of the side of the board wall together with him.Ye Weiliao fell to the ground, Feng Pingping was half riding on his back, with both hands on his shoulders.The two of them met face to face with a group of people in such a strange posture.

Ye Weiliao raised a hand and shook it lightly, then wrinkled his face and smiled.