My sister is so cute

Chapter 232 Brothers
The slogan "Destroy the Big Four and protect China" quickly spread on the Internet.

Countless civilians voiced their support for Wang Wu.

They have been bullied by the four big families, and they have long been displeased with the style of the four big families.

It's just that no one has ever dared to stand up against the four major families.

Maybe it existed before, but before it became popular, it was absorbed by the four major families, or disappeared quietly.

The louder the voice of support, the louder the voice of opposition.

Unexpectedly, these voices of opposition did not come from the four major families, but also from the common people.

"If you want to die, don't drag us."

"Is there any benefit to fighting against the four big families? Can it increase my salary or allow me to afford a house?"

"It's no good, and you want us to do it with you, you think we are fools!"

"If you win a game, you don't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Is his background comparable to that of a civilian team like yours?"

……

Wang Wu didn't care about these voices.

When the soldiers are shouting, there will always be a group of flies buzzing beside them.

After the soldiers decide the winner, they will rush forward and crawl on the soldiers' wounds to suck blood.

There's no need to waste time with this kind of person, when they come over, just slap him to death.

Some people are used to being dogs, used to relying on rewards from their masters for food, and helping their masters to look after their homes.

Passers-by looked at him pitifully, and wanted to help him untie the collar around his neck and set him free.

Not only is the dog ungrateful, but it will also point its teeth at the passer-by.

It is undeniable that there are many such dogs. They are used to being dogs and do not want any changes.

At night, Ai Li questioned Wang Wu with her mobile phone.

"Old Wang, you... you actually declared war on the four major families?"

"That's right, is there a problem?" Wang Wu asked with his head tilted.

"Are you desperate?"

"I made the conflict public on the stage, so they dare not play tricks in the dark. If they still care about a little bit of face, they can only defeat me in the arena."

"They can disregard face when necessary."

"It's not necessary yet, is it?"

The four major families have always been superior and have never looked down on people like Wang Wu.

Although Wang Wu had just defeated the Qin family, they would not think that Wang Wu could win forever.

They will only find a way to win it back on the field, and they firmly believe that they will be able to win it back.

……

Late at night, alley.

The Yimei people are carrying lanterns.

In front of him was a muscular man over two meters tall, standing with his hands behind his back.

This man is Qin Yuehu, the think tank of the younger generation of the Qin family.

Qin Yuehu's tricks are like a fox's.

The reason why he came to meet Yimeiren was because among the many children in the family, he was the only one who had never bullied Yimeiren.

"I have already consulted the high-level family members. From now on, you will restore the 'Qin' surname."

Qin Yuehu opened his mouth and said.

"Oh!" Yi Meiren responded.

"The family did feel sorry for you before, but the result is good. Now the family wants you to come back."

"Oh, does the family really need me now?"

"To be honest, the family doesn't lack a combat power like you, it's just that the family doesn't want outstanding children to fall outside."

"You mean, if I am no longer good in the future, the family may still drive me out."

"Since the seeds of hatred have germinated, I believe you will no longer be ordinary." Qin Yuehu turned around and stared into Yimeiren's eyes, "Only the family can give you countless resources to make you stronger."

"What I want most is not to become stronger, you don't have what I want."

After Yimei finished speaking, she turned and left with the lantern in hand.

Qin Yuehu yelled at him: "You don't need to go back to Qin's house for the time being, but listen to my advice, leave Beijing University for your life."

Yi Meiren's figure paused for a moment, then raised her feet and continued to walk forward.

……

In Murong Xuanbai's room, a small sword flew in from the window and stuck beside his bed.

A token was hung on the small sword, swinging back and forth on the hilt.

Murong Xuanbai opened his eyes, took the token from the hilt of his sword, and carefully read the words on the token.

After reading it, he crushed the token, continued to sit cross-legged on the bed, and meditated with his eyes closed.

Every time he inhales and exhales, he is very smooth, as if nothing happened just now.

Only the core disciples of the Murong family know what that token represents.

As soon as the sword order is issued, it is as if the head of the family is present.

Any disciple of the family must obey the order, and if there is any disobedience, they will be killed.

However, Murong Xuanbai not only ignored the order on the token, but also directly crushed the token, leaving no way out.

the next morning.

Murong Xuanbai went out with a long sword on his back. He was going to practice swordsmanship in the training hall in Lianlian Village.

There are still three days before the next round of competition, and all players have to carry out normal training to maintain their competitive state.

A madman like Murong Xuanbai naturally wouldn't waste an iota of time.

"elder brother!"

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Murong Xuanbai couldn't help but stop.

Like Furui Wubo's heart also beat.

"What are you doing here?" Murong Xuanbai asked.

Without looking back, he knew that standing behind him was his younger brother, the younger brother who replaced him as the heir after the awakening system.

The current first heir of the Murong family - Murong Xuanhui.

"I'm coming to see my brother."

Murong Xuanhui's words made Murong Xuanbai's eyes slightly moist.

"Brother, you know, I don't want to be the heir of the Murong family. The responsibility is too great, and I can't do it well."

"This position should be taken by you. You are my brother, the genius of our Murong family."

"When I was young, I always followed you, holding on to the hem of your clothes. I was afraid that you would secretly hide and practice swords, so that no one would play with me."

"You are my only brother, I hope you come back."

Murong Xuanhui finished these words in one breath, and then looked at his brother expectantly.

Murong Xuanbai took a deep breath, "I'm going to practice swords, don't follow me."

After he finished speaking, he walked into the training hall without looking back.

Just like him many years ago, with a wooden sword on his back, he shook off his younger brother who grabbed the hem of his clothes, "I'm going to practice swords, don't follow me."

The same words, two different tones.

When Murong Xuanhui heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he turned and left.

Murong Xuanbai entered the practice hall, swiped his card to pay, and opened a private room for five hours.

As usual, he raised his sword and slashed at the special wooden figure in front of him.

The long sword stopped above the wooden man's head, and the sword energy came out of the sword, passing the wooden man in front of him, and the wooden man was torn apart and shattered all over the ground.

The difference is that the broken part of the wooden man is not as smooth as before.

The sword energy was a little chaotic, just like his heart.

(End of this chapter)