The Strongest Cultivation Small Farmer

Chapter 43

"Give it up?" Zhao Xiaofei smiled coldly in his heart, already having his own idea.

hum!As long as this Chu Pengfei is more polite to himself and his second wife, then Zhao Xiaofei will of course give way, but if Chu Pengfei acts recklessly, then he can't be blamed!
At this time, Chu Pengyun had already arrived in front of the sofa, clasped his fists in his hands, bowed slightly to everyone, and said with a loud smile: "Seniors, my father has something to do and can't come in person, but he asked me to come over to deal with my grandfather's affairs. Forgive me, everyone."

"Forgive me." Obviously, everyone present knew who this Chu Pengyun was, and no one dared to neglect him. Everyone stood up, and even Zhao Xiaofei stood up together, which was regarded as mutual respect. .

Zhao Xiaofei still understands this bit of etiquette.

After the politeness was over, Chu Pengyun put away the smile just now, his face became serious, and he said seriously: "Presumably, all the seniors already know about my grandfather's situation, right?"

Everyone nodded, expressing their understanding.

"Well, my grandfather is seriously ill, and the hospital can't cure him, so our Chu family will place our hope on you monks." Chu Pengyun still frowned, and he swept everyone with his eyes With a glance, the voice changed, and he said sharply, "But recently, there have been many liars and swindlers who dared to fool us for the 5000 million rewards offered by our Chu family. I wonder if seniors know what happened to those people?"

Hearing this, everyone's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that something was wrong.

And when Huang Wenzhong was at the door, he heard what the bodyguard captain Chu Gaoji said about the fate of these liars and magic sticks——

That is death!

All of these people were secretly killed by the Chu family!

Thinking of this, Huang Wenzhong's face turned pale, his whole body became weak, and his legs began to weaken.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaofei was here, giving Huang Wenzhong a little hope, otherwise he would have collapsed on the sofa and couldn't stand up.

Among the eight people here, apart from Huang Wenzhong, Zhao Xiaofei and Li Si, there seemed to be others who knew how the Chu family dealt with those liars and magic sticks.

One of them is the third-level Taoist Hao Jian.

Hao Jian laughed and said, "Young Master Yun, don't worry! If you can't cure Mr. Chu, then I will apologize with death!"

"Well, good." Chu Pengyun is very satisfied. The more confident the other party is, the more his grandfather can be cured. This is of course a good thing, how can he be unhappy?
"Death...do you want to apologize with death??" But at this moment, someone choked out a sentence tremblingly.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the middle-aged man.

He is only about 45 years old, his hair is half white, and he is dressed like a folk Taoist priest. He is about 170cm tall, but his figure is a bit fat. According to his body shape, he is almost two hundred catties away.

"Hehehe~~~" After taking a look at the middle-aged fat man, Chu Pengyun frowned, raised the corners of his mouth, showing a sneer, and said, "Yes! If any of you can't cure my grandpa, it's a liar and a magic stick, Then you have to die for me!!!"

As soon as the word 'death' came out, a strong murderous intent shot out from Chu Pengyun's body.

The murderous intent was cold, reaching the middle-aged fat man's heart, making his face pale with fright, without the slightest trace of blood.

fraud!

This is a liar without real talent!

Zhao Xiaofei saw through this middle-aged fat man at a glance. He came here purely for the 5000 million yuan to try his luck.

Who would have thought that this time, he was betting with his life.

Zhao Xiaofei sighed and shook his head, expressing great sympathy for this middle-aged fat man.

However, before Zhao Xiaofei could think about it, suddenly, a voice sounded in the hall again, very loud and flustered: "No! Do you want to die? No, I can't, I'm leaving! I'm leaving first! "

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads and looked in the direction of the voice.

This is a middle-aged man of about 168cm, about 35 years old, with long hair at the ears, and a thin body.

"Master, what do you mean?" Chu Pengyun smiled coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"I...I..." The middle-aged man said tremblingly, "Well, I'm sorry, Master Yun, I...Actually, I'm here to join in the fun, I have no skills, no skills, I don't know anything. I I just saw the 5000 million reward order issued by the Chu family, so I came here to give it a try, try my luck, Master Yun, please forgive me, I know I was wrong, I didn't mean it, I will leave now, okay? Master Yun, please spare my life?"

"Is that so?" Chu Pengyun took a deep breath, then spit it out quickly, squinting his eyes, becoming even more terrifying, "Hehehe~~~ Liars? Well, you people, you guys, made up your mind to hit my Chu family Heads are coming, I think you are really impatient, right?"

"I, Master Yun, please forgive me. I have an eighty-year-old mother, and I have a son and a daughter to support. I came here for 5000 million yuan, but now, I don't want it anymore, I don't want a penny anymore." , Young Master Yun, will you spare me?" The middle-aged man knelt down as he begged for mercy.

However, even if he knelt down, it was useless.

"Hey hey hey~~~~hahaha~~~~" Chu Pengyun suddenly raised his head and laughed.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this Chu Pengyun is planning to kill, this middle-aged man... is doomed!

And this middle-aged man seemed to have seen through Chu Pengyun's thoughts, raised his brows, and looked towards the gate, wanting to run for his life.

"Young Master Yun, I've offended you!" With a violent shout, the middle-aged man turned around abruptly, avoided the sofa, and ran out towards the gate.

The middle-aged man seemed to think that as long as he ran out of this gate, he would be safe.

But can he run out of the gate?

The answer is yes, you can't run away!

Just when the middle-aged man passed by the bodyguard captain Chu Gaoji, Chu Gaoji smiled coldly and moved his body.

He suddenly stood in the middle of the road, raised his huge right fist, and hit this middle-aged man hard on the chest without any warning.

The sound of breaking wind sounded.

With a bang.

In an instant, there was a sound of bones breaking in the air, and the middle-aged man flew upside down, and finally landed heavily on the ground, spitting out blood and flesh foam, and even vomited out his internal organs.

On the ground, a piece of bright red.

All this happened in an instant.

Chu Gaoji, an eighth-level warrior, has a strength of 6 jin.

With just a little effort, he could smash the middle-aged man's chest flat.

And the reality is the same, the chest of this middle-aged man is shriveled like a page, as if the whole person is broken into two parts, one is the head above the chest, and the other is the lower body below the chest.

Died miserably.

(End of this chapter)