The God of War

The light was not very bright, but it was more able to set off the handsome features of the man in the chair, and the shadow on his face was like a knife, and it was as delicate as a ghostly axe.

And the person standing next to the man looked very embarrassed, cowardly shrunk into a ball, did not dare to speak, and let the man throw the things on the table away from his face.

"Didn't you swear to me that he was dead! What's going on? Why do you have to have a banquet! It's all a bunch of rice buckets! The

subordinate didn't dare to reply, so he could only stand obediently.

"Good! All these years of hard work have been in vain! What are you telling me to do now? You say! The man shouted.

"Don't worry, it's better to find another way..."The subordinates' voices became smaller and quieter, and they gradually shut up.

At this time, the man is angry, and he will suffer if he says anything. The man smashed it all over and sent it. I feel a lot better when I vent it.

"Young master, don't mess with yourself first, our people are all tight-mouthed, and they won't talk nonsense..."

Are you really a fool of me? He Wang Luo can mix to this point, what kind of fuel-efficient lamp can he be? "The man is still sober and not blindly confident.

"Why don't you wait... What are you talking about now..."

There was a sudden knock on the door, and the conversation inside came to an abrupt end, and the subordinates hid in the small gap behind the bookcase with great eyes.

But the people outside were not in a hurry, and did not urge the door to open, as if they were deliberately waiting for the people inside to hide.

The man pretended to be impatient and opened the door, leaning against the door frame and asked, "What are you doing, so late?"

"Uncle Fu said he wanted to see you, and I can't ask why." The maid said politely.

The man frowned, his expression was very displeased, but he still had to hold back his temper: "Got it, tell him, I'll go over immediately." "

I actually asked him to go over in person!

Uncle Fu's shelf is really getting bigger and bigger!

I don't know who is in charge of this family.

He was able to climb to this position, but he only relied on his father to respect him, so he really regarded himself as the master of the Murong family.

Although he said that, Murong Bo still had to go, and after sorting out his mood, he went to Uncle Fu's room.

I don't see any power in this room, but the layout is very simple.

On top of the table is a small card filled with gilded patterns, and the icon in the upper left corner indicates the origin of the object.

"It's... Wang Luo's?

"Any idea what this is?" Uncle Fu asked.

Murong Bo didn't say much, but shook his head obediently. He has always been humble and gentle in front of Uncle Fu, and he didn't dare to make mistakes at will.

But with his little trick, how could he escape Uncle Fu's eyes, and Uncle Fu knew very well the little abacus in his heart.

"An invitation to this banquet." Uncle Fu explained.

This Murong Bo only heard that Wang Luo was going to hold a banquet tonight, but he didn't expect that Uncle Fu had already received an invitation.

Wang Luo's speed was a little too fast.

"Did you get it?" Uncle Fu asked.

This Murong Bo was also honest and shook his head calmly.

Seeing that Murong Bo didn't get it, Uncle Fu was not surprised, as if he had realized it a long time ago. Over the years, Murong Bo has been playing tricks behind his back, but Uncle Fu just pretended not to know.

He knew that Wang Luo never did useless things, and this time he invited the Murong family to attend, how could he not invite the master and invite a housekeeper.

Uncle Fu pushed the invitation forward and walked a little further away from Murong Bo.

"Since you don't have one, then take this and go."

The icon on the invitation looked domineering, and the gold pattern on it seemed to be about to burn Murong Bo.

"I know, you're a little dissatisfied with me..."Uncle Fu suddenly spoke, and Murong Bo interrupted again and again.

"You misunderstood... I—"

Uncle Fu waved his hand; "But you must know that this property belongs to the Murong family, and it has nothing to do with me, and I am also loyal to the Murong family, all of this is yours."

A few words said to Murong Bo's heart, this old fox is quite interesting.

What about holding power now?

In the future, they will all be handed over obediently.

Since he has this awareness, there is no need for Murong Bo to mention it personally.

Murong Bo thanked him and left with the invitation.

Wang Luo's attitude is obviously easy to see, but there are other deep meanings hidden behind this attitude.

This time, Wang Luo personally gave the invitation to Uncle Fu, and the matter was also spread. Of course, everyone has to consider whether to believe in Uncle Fu or Murong Bo.

It seems that he is helping Uncle Fu and suppressing Murong Bo through Uncle Fu.

In fact, it even provoked the internal struggle of the Murong family.

Sandpipers and mussels compete, fishermen profit!

Wang Luo understands it very thoroughly.

Although the old fox was not fooled, Wang Luo's goal was still achieved, at least no one dared to blatantly support Murong Bo on the surface.

"It's like he gave it to me! Phew! That's what I have! A dog thing that doesn't have long eyes, even an invitation can be sent to the wrong person..."

Murong Bo was very angry and kept sending it in the house. Vent.

"Young master, it's useless to lose your temper now, it's better to think about it, what can I do to suppress Wang Luo!"

The words of his subordinates made Murong Bo come back to his senses, and Wang Luo was just a small move that could cause changes in the shopping mall.

This person is really hard to deal with.

Now the two of them have not officially fought, and if they wait until the banquet officially meets, it will be even more bloody in comparison.

It's just that I don't know how Wang Luo is going to deal with him.

"Has the Lu family been invited?" Murong Bo pondered and asked for a while.

"This time Wang Luo's banquet, the four major families were not invited. Therefore, the Lu family is no longer invited. The subordinate replied truthfully.

"That's good." A strange smile appeared on Murong Bo's face.

Since the Lu family was not invited, it is easy to say.

Although Wang Luo can be said to be a dominant family in Kyoto, it is mostly something that cannot be moved to the table.

And the Lu family is different, the family background is innocent, although it is not clean, but it is indeed much higher than Wang Luo.

As long as Lu Manting is brought to the banquet, presumably Wang Luo will not dare to make it too difficult.

This matter was just a little mention of this matter by Murong Bo to Lu Manting, and Lu Manting agreed distressedly.

But it's not all for Murong Bo, Zhao Limei just gave her the necklace a few days ago, and Lu Manting is pumping and has nowhere to take it out.

Now that she has this opportunity to show off, she will naturally not let it go.

"Miss, Young Master Murong is already waiting for you downstairs."

"Let him wait." Lu Manting continued to change her clothes, unaffected.

With the name of the Lu family, even if Murong Bo was asked to wait all night, he would not dare to complain.

That Murong Bo's face was gloomy, and he disappeared the moment he saw Lu Manting.