Part 6 Chapter 220 No Tears, No Injuries!

Mo Tianji thought for a while, then walked out slowly, and ordered: "Notify them, pay close attention to the movement of the black demon, Dong Wushang and Luo Kedi, pay attention. Also, Ji Mo should also watch .Speed ​​transfer."

Turning around and coming in, he asked Chu Yang, "Do you have anything to add?"

Chu Yang thought for a long time, and said, "I have nothing to say. Until now, it's just an internal matter of their family. I can't get involved."

He paused, pondering with a heavy face, raised his two sword eyebrows, and said in a flat tone as usual: "If there is something wrong with Dong Wushang and Luo Kedi... then, the Dong family and the Luo family The two families of the family... I will definitely kill them with my own hands, and one... will not be left behind!"

Mo Tianji was shocked.

From Chu Yang's seemingly plain words, he heard the boundless murderous intent and the determination to die at all costs!

He didn't mention the Black Demon Family, the Zhao Family, the Li Family, but the Dong Family and the Luo Family. This showed that what Chu Yang was most worried about was the same as what he was most worried about.

These two died at the hands of the Black Demon or other families, that was only right and proper. If I want to kill you, you will kill me; death is revenge. No complaints.

But if because of the family civil war...

So, Dong Shi and Luo Shi...

Hmph, when I was alive, I was a member of your family; it is inconvenient for me to participate in the internal affairs of your family, and my brother will not let me intervene! But if he dies because of this, then only my brother will be left!

Mo Tianji clearly felt that if something happened to Luo Kedi and Dong Wushang, then Chu Yang would absolutely not hesitate to swing the butcher's knife at the Dong family and the Luo family!

There will never be any sympathy to speak of!

So he went out again, and asked a few more words. In an instant, the wings of the Mo clan rang out, and countless invisible falcons soared into the sky; at the same time, the four-way cavalry rushed out like a hurricane.

Chu Yang sat down quietly with a cold face.

His complexion is iron.

Mo Tianji sighed, looked at Chu Yang's expression, but said nothing after all. He knew it was useless to say anything at the moment. Thousands of words, as long as a piece of information, Chu Yang can immediately explode!

"I don't care about the big plans! I don't care about the honor or disgrace of the family! It doesn't matter who it is!" Chu Yang said lightly: "But... whoever hurts my brother,

I want them to pay the price! "

He smiled softly, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's a million times the price!"

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Mo Tianji's face, and said in a low voice, "Brother Mo, I need your real information during this time!"

Chu Yang bit down on the word 'truth', his eyes were burning, and Mo Tianji even felt a burning pain on his face.

"...Okay~!" When Mo Tianji said this word, he thought about it for a while. Although it was only one word, it was extremely difficult to say.

He understood very well the meaning and weight of Chu Yang's word 'real'!

The atmosphere was silent and depressing.

The two sat facing each other, and neither of them spoke.

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Dong family.

Council hall.

It was empty, with only one person inside.

Dong Wulei frowned, sitting on the grand teacher's chair with a heavy expression, conflicted and struggling.

Do?

not do?

After coming back, he has been hesitating and contradicting.

Seeing the time passing by little by little, but still not making up his mind.

His sharp eyes suddenly fell on the chair representing the head of the family, lingering for a long time; every time at this time, his eyes were hot and plundering; Sitting on the chair, at this moment, his eyes were complicated, contradictory, and a little doting.

In his mind, there was also a fierce tumbling struggle.

"Kill him! Although he is your younger brother, he is your competitor! A man is alive, he must not be kind to a woman, and he must not be merciful! You must know, in case you are pulled from the position of heir to the family... then You are beyond redemption!"

"You can't kill him! Although he is your competitor, he is also your younger brother. He is connected by blood and is a compatriot! If you kill your own younger brother for the sake of power, wouldn't you be worse than a dog!"

Beads of sweat rolled down Dong Wulei's forehead...

"Young master, this is a critical moment. At this critical moment, we must make a decision early! The second young master is already a sword emperor, far surpassing you; once he returns to the family, even if he has no ambition, the elders will support him Nineteen-and-a-half-year-old Knife Emperor, young master, you will not fail to understand the meaning..."

This is the voice of the loyal guard rang in his mind.

"Dalang, I know you have deep brotherhood; but...if you lose power, have you thought about the future of our children? Because of your soft-heartedness for a while, they will lose the opportunity to climb to glory forever, and their children and grandchildren will be ruined forever For the thugs of the Dong family, slave! Do you have the heart?"

These are the words of the wife. When the wife said these words, there were tears in her eyes, and the pear blossoms were raining.

Dong Wulei tightly closed his eyes!

"Don't force me! Don't force me!" Dong Wulei whispered in pain. The muscles on his face spasmed.

He has been thinking about it for several days; every time he sees his wife, the resentful gaze makes him feel like sitting on pins and needles.

So I just hid here. Just like an ostrich, when it is persecuted and has no choice, it hides and closes its eyes, but there are successive pictures in the eyes.

"Brother, you are amazing! When will I be as powerful as you..." This was Wushang who was four or five years old when he was young, with a look of admiration on his face.

"My elder brother is the most powerful!" This is when Wushang was seven years old, he got into a fight with someone, was held down and beaten by several children, and went to beat them all by himself With tears in Wushang's eyes, he announced proudly.

"Wahhaha, this little guy pissed on me again." This was when his son was just born, Wushang was ecstatic, running into his room every day, even his wife couldn't get him out; When the child was a little older, he hugged the child and played around every day, doting on him more than his own father.

"Brother, I want to go out for a break. Tell me, where should I go?" This is the first time Wushang showed his martial arts talent stronger than himself, he said to himself.

"Canglan theater!" Dong Wulei replied at that time.

"Canglan war zone..." Dong Wulei closed his eyes, murmured and repeated the sentence at that time, seemed to recall the scene where the two brothers clapped their hands at the door to say goodbye.

"Brother... Don't worry, I will always be your brother." This is what Wushang said in the infinite depression when he felt suspicious of Wushang. The look in his eyes when he said this was so sincere, so loyal, yet so sad.

"Brother...I want to go out with the boss." This is what Wushang said to himself when he was in Dingjun Mountain: "If there is anything wrong with the family, don't notify me."

At that time, seeing his brother's majestic back but leaving in a lonely way, Dong Wulei wanted to call his brother back countless times and hugged him in his arms.

Because he knows what Wushang's words mean: If you are afraid that I will fight with you, then I will leave the family. Even if you take over the position of Patriarch during this period of time, I will not complain at all, but will breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ah!~~~" Dong Wulei slowly opened his eyes, only to realize that he didn't know when tears were streaming down his face.

"Procrastinate... until the second brother comes back... just pretend that I don't know anything. But..." Dong Wulei finally made up his mind; but this determination is so fragile that even he feels weak.

"No tears, you cried." A deep voice came. Dong Wulei turned his head to look, and saw his father Dong Qigong walking slowly into the hall.

"Father." Dong Wulei wiped his eyes, stood up and saluted respectfully.

Dong Qigong sighed, came to him, looked at him carefully, and said in a deep voice: "I know you feel uncomfortable and conflicted, so come and see."

"Father!" Dong Wulei's heart skipped a beat.

Dong Qigong sighed, and sat down beside him. He didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "You are under a lot of pressure. I understand this. Back then... I came here like this."

"It's not easy to be the head of a family. Especially in a family like ours; once the head of the family is incompetent, it will be the decline of the entire family; it must be ruthless, but also heroic and manly! It is simple to say, but it is actually done, How many people can there be?"

"Your mood, I understand."

Dong Qigong stood up and patted his son's shoulder: "They are all my flesh and blood, and they are all my sons. No matter what you choose, as a father, I can only support you."

After he finished speaking, he walked out quietly, walked to the door, but stopped again, and did not speak for a long time. His figure blocked the sunlight that entered the hall, and the entire hall was filled with his shadow.

He stood for a while, and finally said in a deep voice: "Wu Lei, I named you Wu Lei at the beginning, and hoped that you would never have any worries and never cry! Don't get hurt in the slightest."

"Your mother hasn't come to see you for the past few days; because she is praying for her two sons in the Buddhist hall; she has been kneeling for three days. Wushang is not her own. Wushang's mother has been there since she gave birth to him. passed away; your mother has always raised him as her own son, you know that."

"Your mother and I both hope that the two of you brothers will have no injuries and no tears in your life."

Dong Wulei was shocked, and suddenly burst into tears. Curled up on the ground, the whole body trembled like being thrown into the cold sky naked.

Thinking of my mother, it seemed that those kind eyes were in front of my eyes, looking at me pleadingly. With faint despair... If he really killed his second brother... then, it would be the same as killing his mother's heart, right?

Father looks strong, but... half of his heart may die!

After Dong Qigong finished speaking, he walked out silently.

The sun shines in.

Dong Wulei chased him out and shouted, "Father!"

Dong Qigong stopped in the distance, and seemed to sigh.

Dong Wulei chased after him, hesitant to speak.

Dong Qigong turned his head to look at him with complicated eyes, and said softly, "Your people are all gone."

After speaking, Dong Qigong left without looking back.

"Your people are gone?" Dong Wulei murmured and repeated, as if asking himself. But then his expression changed!

Then he turned around and rushed towards his small courtyard!

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This is the second change, code words when I wake up, and it's only two changes until now. Ashamed; I'll go get some food first. Damn, my heart is in a mess today, and I don't feel hungry.

After answering the phone, I put on my pants and got up, without paying attention to anything; I went to the toilet just now, and I habitually touched it, but I couldn’t find the zipper. I was confused, and I felt it carefully, only to find that the pocket of the jeans was on the front thigh. It turned out to be worn backwards... grandma's place...

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