The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 109 The king was angry and his head fell to the ground!

Murong Yi doesn't listen to anyone. As the third generation of the most outstanding genius in the Murong Palace in Gusu, he certainly feels that he has the capital to be arrogant.

Just as the group of people reached the ferry, Ye Feng and the others had already disembarked.

Murong Yi crossed his arms and stood on a rock, condescendingly looking down at the young man who was being slowly helped into the wheelchair, with a contempt and sneer on his face.

"You are that crazy son-in-law of the Hong family named Ye, a cripple with a broken leg?" Murong Yi snorted coldly.

Ye Feng raised his head and glanced at him, but he didn't speak. He seldom speaks to such ant-like creatures.

Sima Zhantian shouted coldly: "Presumptuous, who are you, dare to speak wild words and be rude to my Patriarch?"

"Your master?"

Murong Yi smiled and sneered: "If you want me to say, the three of you followers are probably master-level masters. Don't you feel wronged by such a cripple with a broken leg?"

Speaking of this, Murong Yi puffed up his chest, and said loudly: "I tell you, I will not change my name or surname when I travel. My name is Murong Yi, the third generation genius master of the Murong Palace in Gusu!"

Ye Feng smiled, but it was a sneer: "It's almost thirty years old, but it's only enough to gather internal strength to become a master, and dare to call it a genius?"

"Presumptuous, how dare you be rude to our Young Master Murong, and quickly kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake!" A servant of Murong beside him shouted coldly.

Ye Feng's eyes were sharp, he stared at the other party, and said word by word: "Are you a direct descendant of the Murong family? That Jiangdong false king, who are you?"

"Since this young master is Young Master Murong, King of Jiangdong, he is naturally my grandfather!" Murong Yi looked arrogant.

However, before he could speak again, Ye Feng suddenly shouted: "Kill it!"

Murong Yi on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard wrongly, and just about to speak, at this moment, he suddenly saw a burly and strong man flying towards him like a tiger or leopard.

After all, Sima Zhantian is a great master of Huajin, his vigor is so majestic, it has almost reached the point of perfection, it is by no means comparable to those little masters who can break through their inner strength.

Murong Yi's people didn't even have time to react, they just felt that there was a strong pressure around him, which made him almost unable to breathe.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Yi's neck was pinched by Sima Zhantian.

"How dare you..." Murong Yi roared in astonishment, but these two words were the last voice he left in this world.

Before the sound fell, his head was already twisted off, Sima Zhantian's body was swept away, but he was already ten feet away, at this time Murong Yi's headless corpse fell to the ground with a crash.

Seeing this, the four servants and guards of the Murong family were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they didn't even dare to make a sound.

During the whole process, Ye Feng didn't even bother to look at it, he just slowly pushed the wheelchair forward along the tree-lined path, even if the other party's body fell beside him, he never squinted at it.

The roar of the dog's bark is destined to fail to alert the king of lions and tigers to turn back!
Ye Feng moved forward slowly, Xiao Chuanqi and Seventeen followed closely behind, Sima Zhantian took Murong Yi's head and took two steps behind, the group's momentum may not seem large, but there is an invisible imposing manner that is fierce and majestic .

Before they walked in, everyone heard chattering and laughing voices coming from a distance in front of them. It seemed that the people who gathered and chatted in the lobby of the Wumeng headquarters were in a good mood.

At this time, Murong Hai was sitting at the main seat in the reception hall of the Wumeng Headquarters. Originally, this position was usually the position of the Wumeng leader, Murong Zhantian. This position should be temporarily vacant.

It's just that Murong Hai is relying on the family power behind him, and at this moment, he is obviously overstepping his authority, as if he regards himself as the leader of the Jiangnan Martial League!

Sitting next to Murong Hai were two priests from the Murong Prince's Mansion. The hall was packed with people, except for those from Jiangnan's Murong family, Cui Yin and other representatives of Jiangnan's wealthy families seemed to be among them.

Although the two corpses of Luo Keque and Pang Youze were lying in the corner of the hall, the atmosphere was joyous.

"Patriarch Murong, thanks to your coming to the south of the Yangtze River this time, you can save the property of several big families like mine!" Cui Hao stood up and cupped his hands at Murong Hai.

"That's right, thanks to the Gusu Murong family's rescue, otherwise, all the rich families in the south of the Yangtze River would have been robbed of all their property by that crazy son-in-law of the Hong family surnamed Ye. Now we are willing to give a quarter Donate the property to King Jiangdong!" The representatives of other wealthy families also echoed.

Compared with having to hand over half of their property before, now Jiangdong King only needs a quarter of them. Naturally, these giants in Jiangnan will not be unwilling. Afraid.

Of course, for the Murong Palace, it's not that they don't want to completely annex these wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River, but they also know that going too far is too late, so they simply take it slowly, and only want a quarter of their property as protection fees this time.

Of course, this is only the first step for the Murong Palace.

In the second step, the Jiangdong King of the Murong Palace will use his connections to help Murong Hai become the leader of the Jiangnan Province's Martial League. In this way, the Jiangdong Palace's influence in Jiangnan will undoubtedly be even more terrifying.

Then the third step is to use the strategy of uniting one family against one family to gradually eliminate these giants in the south of the Yangtze River, so as to achieve the goal of Prince Murong's mansion in the south of the Yangtze River.

It has to be said that these schemes and plans of the Jiangdong Prince's Mansion are flawless, but their calculations are not as good as the sky's calculations, and they still missed a calculation in the end.

Murong Hai, who was sitting on the master's chair, snorted coldly: "Everyone, please rest assured, the old man is here to tell you a word, as long as my Jiangdong Palace exists for a day, I will keep you safe for a day. As for the so-called Hong Jiakuang Son-in-law, as long as he dares to come, this old man will definitely teach him to drop his head!"

As soon as the words were said, a human head suddenly flew in from the hall, and after landing, it rolled directly to Murong Hai's feet.

Everyone was startled, and when they saw the face clearly, there was a commotion and exclamation on the spot.

"Yi'er? What's going on, is this really Yi'er?"

Murong Hai was startled at first, he fixed his eyes and looked again, then he knelt down on the ground in front of the human head, and roared heart-piercingly: "Yi'er, why are you... who is it? Who killed my Yi'er, who is it!"

"It's me!" Ye Feng said coldly, then pushed the wheelchair, and slowly walked into the hall accompanied by Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian.

"It's you!" Murong Hai suddenly turned his head, his eyes were scarlet red, showing a strong murderous intent, he gritted his teeth and roared, "You are that mad son-in-law of the Hong family, Ye Feng, you actually... actually killed my son ,how dare you!"

Ye Feng looked indifferently, looked at the other party coldly, and said word by word: "Not only do I dare to kill your son, I also want to kill you and your whole family!"

"Kill!" Ye Feng gave the order directly, but he would never hesitate to kill anyone who should be killed, let alone talk nonsense.

When the king got angry, he was doomed to fall to the ground and bleed for thousands of miles!

(End of this chapter)