The car was moving and the wind was blowing...

Hangzhou is vast and boundless, and it is located in the west.

On the road at the entrance of Yangxing Village, a high-priced but low-key vehicle drove in.

Silently, the driver drove the car slowly at the beckoning of a familiar contact person.

The window of the back seat approached, and a person walked forward with great compliments, and the driver rolled down the window.

After seeing the man with a strong aura sitting inside, the contact person bent his waist even lower.

He apologized, "Tsar, just leave this kind of small matter to me..."

Zhou Changxiong sat in the car with his broad arms, his long legs crossed, and the cigar in his mouth moved. His sharp eyes swept over the contact person and said coldly:

"Some geniuses always have to come in person to show their sincerity."

After saying this, Zhou Changxiong raised two fingers.

The contact person immediately bent down and stepped back, and the driver drove the car into Yangcun.

This urban village has traces of old tile houses, as well as many newly built low buildings, and the roads are also paved with cement.

At some street corners, small shops that have been selling for a long time are still open, but there are fewer children coming to buy snacks than before.

The car turned a corner and drove into a road that was just wide enough.

Zhou Changxiong looked at the rows of gatehouses passing by. If a stranger came in, some ferocious dogs would chase him out and bark at him.

"Tsar, we're here."

The car stopped in front of a newly built building.

The building was very short, with only two floors. There were no tiles on the outside, and some windows were still covered with new mud.

People inside were busy coming and going, and a little girl squatted at the door to play with a small shovel.

Bang.

The car door closed, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes stepped on the ground.

The little girl was shrouded in shadows. She felt someone coming, raised her head and said with wide eyes:

"Uncle, you are so tall!"

Zhou Changxiong glanced at her, half squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch her head and said: "Eat more, you can also be tall."

After speaking, Zhou Changxiong picked her up and looked at the house and said: "Is this your new home?"

The little girl fiddled with the small shovel and nodded: "Yes, this is the old home that grandma just built. We moved back yesterday."

The girl's innocent voice was not small, and the people inside could hear it.

"Xiaonan, who are you talking to?"

A woman's voice sounded with footsteps, and the little girl got off Zhou Changxiong and threw herself towards Aunt Yang.

"Grandma, it's this uncle!"

Aunt Yang held her granddaughter and looked at the middle-aged man with extraordinary aura. She was startled.

She hugged her granddaughter tightly and said nervously: "You are..."

Zhou Changxiong walked into the courtyard with an upright figure.

It was a scene of moving into a new house. He stood upright and said without looking away: "Call Xu Yu out."

This man with a big hair seemed to have a strong aura wherever he went.

Aunt Yang was frightened when she heard that they were looking for Xu Yu.

It must be because of what happened the day before yesterday...

She said in panic: "Xu Yu is not here..."

And this lie that was so simple that no one would believe it was broken by themselves in the next second.

"Mom, who is this?"

Xu Yu shouted down from the second floor with sweat on his head, and Zhou Changxiong didn't even need to raise his eyes.

Under the gaze of several people, his figure disappeared instantly.

In the blink of an eye, they appeared in front of Xu Yu, one was 2.3 meters tall, the other was less than 1.8 meters tall, and the momentum difference was in vain.

Xu Yu realized that the other party might be those people...

When this ordinary little third-level memory suddenly arose and his pupils contracted.

The Tsar took a step forward, and the wind swept past, leaving a word.

"Let's talk."

Xu Yu turned his head and swallowed his saliva in horror.

The man had already walked into the living room on the second floor, which was his home.

Xu Yu looked downstairs again.

His mother and little niece looked at him eagerly.

The family was all there, and the other party came to the door, and he had no way to retreat.

The burning feeling of the physical labor of moving just now was suddenly washed away by the chill in his heart.

Xu Yu wiped off the cold sweat with a cold heart and walked quickly into the living room.

The Tsar sat on the chair, crossed his legs and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Tell me about what happened that day."

Xu Yu thought the other party was here for revenge, so he tried to distance himself from the situation in his hasty words, and put all the blame for that day on someone else.

After listening to his story, the Tsar stood up, rested his arms on his knees, and said in a deep voice:

"That Ye Chi was under 18 years old, and he defeated my third-level man?"

Faced with the Tsar's questioning, Xu Yu nodded repeatedly!

"Yes!

He is extremely gifted! He is less than 18 years old, but he can use Armament Haki, and can even split bullets at close range! "

The more anxious Xu Yu was to speak, the darker his face became.

He panicked and hurriedly took off his clothes again, saying, "If I hadn't stopped him at that time, he would have definitely killed your men!"

"Really?"

Zhou Changxiong glanced at him, and stood up in front of Xu Yu's panicked face.

The burly figure, in the dark and dark hall, brought a strong sense of oppression.

"In that case, I have to thank you."

The other party's low voice came, and Xu Yu was horrified.

He was extremely terrified and had no idea what the other party wanted to do. As the Tsar approached, Xu Yu hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head and said:

"No, no! It's that Ye Chi who deserves death! I saw it on his ID card. He will come to Hangzhou City today to obtain the power of the devil fruit! "

"As long as you send someone to stop him in Fanchao and prevent him from getting the fruit ability, no matter how evil he is, he will be a waste after today!"

Xu Yu kept talking self-righteously, and Zhou Changxiong stopped.

The two suddenly stood side by side. The huge height difference and the aura of power without anger brought unparalleled suppression.

Xu Yu suppressed the fear in his heart, and after saying a lot, he asked with trembling eyes:

"You, what do you think?"

Zhou Changxiong glanced at him suddenly, and under his handsome face, he saw through Xu Yu's mean heart at a glance.

"Do you think I need you to teach me how to do things?"

Mumble...

The cold words made Xu Yu's throat roll.

Before he could argue, snap!

A big hand patted his shoulder, and Xu Yu was shocked!

The Tsar looked at the man who was as timid as an ant, turned around, bent over and squinted his eyes and said:

"Do you have a grudge against him? "

Being stared at by a scorpion-like fourth-level warrior, Xu Yu was frightened to death even with the Calm Fruit.

His teeth chattered and he said, "No...no..."

Zhou Changxiong's mouth curled slightly and he said, "No? I'll ask the people below, maybe they know."

The Tsar turned around after speaking, and Xu Yu's pupils shrank violently when he heard it!

Why would he mess with such a person?!

And why would such a person come to his house? They had obviously moved out as soon as possible!

Xu Yu was extremely desperate. The other party was going to find his mother. If he couldn't get anything out of him...his whole family might die!

He didn't want to die!

He didn't want his mother to die either!

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