Urban Shura

Chapter 120 The Han family is destroyed!

Ye Mulong looked sideways, and saw a white-haired old man coming out of the darkness. Although he was over seventy years old, his ancient martial spirit was quite good. He should be the helm of the Han family, Han Wenlong!
"It's hard to say whether my life will be long or not, but your life is a bit too long!"

Hearing Ye Mulong's words, the Raksha Temple killers in the main hall were furious instantly, and the murderous aura surged out of each of them almost instantly.

"Presumptuous! Where do you think this is!"

"Dare to be so rampant here, let you die here today!"

Facing the clamor of the crowd, Ye Mulong's eyes suddenly flashed a gleam, and he asked with a sneer, "Where is this place?"

After speaking, Ye Mulong stood up, looked at Han Wenlong with cold eyes, and said, "Isn't this the sixth hall of the Rakshasa Palace, the ancient residence of your Han family?"

Hearing Ye Mulong's words, Han Wenlong frowned instantly, and glanced fiercely at the dying black crow lying on the ground!

"It seems that this trash has leaked information a lot!" The moment Han Wenlong finished speaking, he stepped on the black crow's neck with his right foot.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the black crow died instantly!

"Since you already know the background of our Han family, it's still too late to regret it. If I let my son go, I can consider giving you a chance to live!" Han Wenlong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a pair of pupils shot out an icy chill , the whole ancient Han family house began to move around.

The figure flickered!

No less than a few thousand killers have gathered!

The reason why Ye Mulong had the illusion that the Raksha Temple was serving the Han family was not because of how powerful the Han family was, but because Han Wenlong, the patriarch of the Han family, was the head of the sixth hall of the Raksha Temple!

"Don't worry, I won't kill your son!" Ye Mulong sneered, and then he took out a mobile phone from his pocket and threw it in front of Han Wenlong: "You know, sometimes you die. A very extravagant request!"

As Ye Mulong's voice fell, a video began to play on the phone. In the video, Han Bingyan was screaming in pain, the skin all over his body had been festered, and the tortured person was neither human nor ghost!

However, he did not die!

Han Wenlong's pupils shrank suddenly, his anger rose from his heart, and all the murderous aura in his body burst out in an instant: "Ye Mulong, you...seek...death!"

Han Wenlong almost uttered these words through his teeth, and the anger in his heart had almost reached its limit.

"You don't even have the right to die!"

Ye Mulong's originally calm eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly: "Your Han family has been full of evil all these years. In order to get rich, you have forced too many people to death. Today I will settle the score with you!"

"boom!"

After the words fell, Ye Mulong made a sudden move, and in a split second, the two punched hard!
Han Wenlong was instantly numb from the shock, and took more than a dozen steps back to stabilize his body. When he looked up, he suddenly found that Ye Mulong appeared in front of him like a shadow of Shura from hell!

"Bang!" With another heavy punch, Ye Mulong directly hit Han Wenlong's shoulder, shattering his shoulder blade instantly.

"Bang... Swish, Swish..."

At this moment, Ye Mulong seemed to have awakened the most primitive fighting instinct in his body, and his whole body seemed to be on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang.
There were screams in the huge Han family's ancient house!
The screams lasted from the evening until the early morning, and then gradually subsided!
"You...you...who exactly?"

At this moment, Han Wenlong was sitting slumped on a chair in the main hall, his eyes were a little dull!

With just one person's strength, he killed nearly a thousand killers in the entire sixth hall of Rakshasa Hall overnight!
Han Wenlong couldn't believe this result no matter what!
"You can spend the rest of your life thinking about this problem!" Ye Mulong walked towards Han Wenlong with piercing eyes, and said coldly, "However, you are thinking about it in the Nether Prison!"

"Northern Prison?" Han Wenlong's body trembled suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Northern Xinjiang Nether Prison?"

Hearing this word, Han Wenlong broke out in a cold sweat instantly!

He knows where it is, it's not an exaggeration to say it's hell!

Being imprisoned there is really better than dying!

"Being able to lock people into the Nether Prison of Northern Xinjiang, it seems that your level in the Shenwuwei of Northern Xinjiang is not low!" Han Wenlong's eyes dimmed a lot in an instant, and he smiled self-deprecatingly: "I, Han Wenlong, was planted in the Shenwuwei of Northern Xinjiang. In the hands, death is not a loss!"

The moment the voice fell, Han Wenlong raised his hand to pat his own sky cap!
He is going to kill himself!

"Snapped!"

However, at this moment, Ye Mulong suddenly grabbed Han Wenlong's wrist, and then twisted it suddenly, directly breaking Han Wenlong's wrist bone, and said coldly: "I said, you have no right to die!"

"you……"

"The Han family has committed too many crimes. If you want to die, it will be too cheap for you!" Ye Mulong's cold eyes were like the gaze of a god of death.

"Ye Mulong, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!" Han Wenlong roared in despair knowing that he was doomed.

"You haven't had a chance to be a ghost yet!" After the words fell, Ye Mulong slammed Han Wenlong directly on the neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious, and then took him out of the Han family's ancient house!

……

Tianhai Villa!

It was already noon when I came back from Han's house!

As soon as Ye Mulong walked into the house, he felt that the atmosphere was not right!
"Brother-in-law, please ask for blessings." Fan Yanyan carefully whispered in Ye Mulong's ear.

"What's going on?" Ye Mulong frowned slightly and asked.

"You didn't come home last night, but my sister waited for you all night..." Fan Yanyan stuck out her little tongue.

"Waited all night?"

"Isn't it? I think he is a powder keg now, and he will catch fire at any moment. You'd better be careful."

Seeing Fan Yanyan's gloating expression, Ye Mulong shook his head: "No, you don't know your sister well."

Qin Wanrou has waited for her for seven years, and she has suffered so much. Now she will never lose her temper with herself because of such a trivial matter!
"Hmph!" Fan Yanyan cocked her nose and said, "It's because you don't understand women!"

Ye Mulong ignored Fan Yanyan, opened the door and walked into the bedroom.

Sure enough, Qin Wanrou was full of anger, half-sitting on the bed watching TV: "Honey, where did you go yesterday? You can't get through the phone either?"

"I went to do some small things." Ye Mulong said, "What's wrong?"

Qin Wanrou raised her hand to turn off the TV, looked at Ye Mulong with a serious face, and asked, "Husband, are you in the provincial capital and have other women?"

"Forehead……"

(End of this chapter)