Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 550 Martial Arts Contest ([-])

"Second young master, the Zhang family has sent an invitation card, saying that they will hold a banquet tonight to make amends for you." A servant came in.

The Zhang family, that is, the woman who divorced at the beginning.

"Why are you here to deliver the letter, Steward Wang?" Wu Lin's thud always felt bad.

"I didn't find Steward Wang, so I don't know where he went." The servant replied respectfully.

"Bring me the invitation to have a look." Wu Ming made a move with his empty hand, and there was a meaningful word in his tone. When the boy handed over the letter respectfully, Wu Mingkong reached out and took it without opening it to read. : "Yes, my brother and I will be there on time tonight."

"Yes, young master, I'll go back right away." The boy left in a hurry after speaking.

Wu Lin knew that from now on, he would never see this little servant again, but he cared more about Wang Wen.

"Brother, he said he couldn't find Steward Wang, will he?"

"No, the task is completed, so we have to leave naturally. It's really raining." Wu Mingkong felt that this wave was a bit fierce.

"Brother, you should still have the banquet tonight, isn't it a good banquet?" Wu Lin couldn't guess what Wu Mingkong was thinking for a while.

Wu Mingkong took out a hammer from his pocket and tapped on the rocking chair: "You have to break the game, your "Five Thunder Jue" should be able to achieve a small success before night."

"It's already small, big brother, what do you know, big brother?" Wu Lin found that Wu Mingkong has always been mysterious recently, saying that he half hides and half hides.

"I know, but I won't tell you."

In this regard, Wu Mingkong rejected it very clearly. If he knows the script, then how can he be hilarious? Wu Mingkong also intends to use this to draw the entire Dacang Dynasty and even the whole world into hilarious together.

Out of trust in Wu Mingkong, Wu Lin didn't ask, since Wu Mingkong didn't say there must be his reasons, but he didn't know how nonsense Wu Mingkong's reasons were, even more nonsense than half the world's reasons to kill them.

"Since you're already young, let's take some time to practice "The Five Elements of Heaven and Earth". This is not what you have been looking forward to. You will definitely not have the time to spare when you go to the banquet tonight." Wu Mingkong pondered as if being a riddle It's very fun, anyway, I understand everything I know, and I don't explain much if I don't understand it.

Wu Lin was a little strange about this, it wasn't that he couldn't get used to his martial arts all the time, why did Wu Mingkong suddenly change his nature today?

But he didn't refuse. Wu Lin always felt that he was a warrior, and Wu Mingkong didn't tell him that you are not practicing martial arts but cultivating immortals. It doesn't make much sense to talk about it.

Looking at Wu Lin who was punching, Wu Mingkong didn't have time to chat with him. Instead, he banged on the rocking chair. This rocking chair was gradually being knocked into the prototype of a wheelchair by Wu Mingkong in an extremely unscientific way.

Wu Mingkong was busy here, and there was chaos outside.

Everyone is looking for which faction is the one who made the move in advance, and they are not following the rules at all. Many forces are still adjusting, and they need to enter Pan'an City at night. The safest thing is to do it tomorrow.

Now that it's ahead of schedule, it's a little troublesome.

It's just that there are too many people fishing in troubled waters, and it's not known which force made the move in advance.

As for the Zhang family?

It's long gone, and there is no one alive in the whole family, not to mention people, even chickens. It is very difficult to find out who did it, and the way of death is extremely strange, as if it was alive. As if frightened to death, his eyeballs bulged as if he had seen something unbelievable.

No one has seen this way of death.

The place where Wu Lin and the others went to the banquet was of course not the Zhang Mansion, and I don't know who passed it on. The place on the invitation was the Lihualou, the largest restaurant in Pan'an City, so it doesn't matter if the Zhang family is dead.

It's just that although the invitation was sent out, no one arranged it. Whoever takes over at this juncture will clearly say that he is the one who doesn't follow the rules, so anyone with a discerning eye knows that someone must be fishing in troubled waters, but no one knows it is And who dare not take advantage of such a good situation.

All the forces can only watch this good opportunity before their eyes, and no one dares to move.

And this fisherman in troubled waters has achieved his goal.

The one thing that made everyone even more disgusted was that although the invitation was issued and the Zhang family was destroyed, he did not order food and drinks at Lihualou. That is to say, it is very likely that Wu Lin went back on the spot if he heard that there was no such thing. .

Then everyone realized that it seemed that there was nothing wrong with going back. After all, even Wang Wen was gone, and the Wufu had no masters.

After all, a second-rank Zhou Tian, ​​a cripple without martial arts, they can deal with it, why leave the credit to the people behind.

They have worked so hard for more than ten years, but when the time comes, someone will come to pick peaches. At that time, let alone credit, there may not even be a hard work.

Even those warriors accidentally raised their hands and killed them together, wouldn't it be extremely sad.

Once the thinking changes, everyone's mind becomes active.

The calamity in Pan'an City became more and more intense, just like the calm before the outbreak, waiting quietly for the eruption, and the thoughts of these people were like a catalyst, making the whole calamity begin to boil slightly.

One by one plans began to be connected in series, and the forces of each family gradually began to show subtle reactions.

The two brothers can die, but they can't die at the hands of those who make credit behind them, and they can't die at their own hands.

If he dies in his own hands, Bao Buqi will be taken out as a scapegoat. After all, it will not be of much value after completing the task, and being able to silence is also an excellent means, although this kind of idea that wants benefits but does not want to take risks That's great, but it's terrible when everyone thinks that way.

They all want to make a profit but don't want to take responsibility. For a while, all kinds of undercurrents are surging, and there are all kinds of calculations.

The main reason is that everyone thinks that their plans are seamless, but they don't expect that when they are calculating others, others are usually calculating themselves.

A black shadow returned to Wu Mingkong's shadow, and there was a glimpse in the black shadow. There were countless faces alternately ups and downs, and one of them looked exactly like the servant who sent the invitation. The souls of the dead were melted away by the shadows and became nourishment.

Wu Mingkong couldn't help but burst into an undetectable smile, fishing in troubled waters, how could the water get muddy if it wasn't stirred, but with just such a slight provocation, these forces would first become chaotic.

It is one thing to have Yintang black, but more importantly, there are too many people, and the cake is so small, and there may be risks.

(End of this chapter)