The wife was sent to the bridal chamber, but the groom still wanted to stay among the guests who were honoring the guests. Cui Hao knew only a few people, but he was still drinking table by table with Li Ang. Sometimes some rules could not be changed.

After drinking the wine that the groom had been toasted, Sima You looked at the noisy hall. He believed that among the many guests tonight, there must be people from the Wei family. Whether it is Zhuge Xuan or Li Ang, no one knows the Wei family better than him. The Wei family is never the kind of person who will suffer losses, especially in the face of Li Ang, a new high-profile who is like a nouveau riche in their eyes, he will never spend it peacefully tonight. He dares to be sure of this.

"The face is the heaviest!" After looking around, Sima You murmured to himself and raised his wine glass. For a family like the Wei family, which has no military and political power, but only rely on long history and financial resources, face is what they value the most. If they do not fight back this time, they will naturally be despised in the future. Over time, even the industry may not be able to be preserved. No matter what, they will have to fight Li Ang to the death.

"Dad, aren't we leaving yet?" Sima Fang frowned when he saw his father drinking. He was once a suitor to Miss Zhuge. Although he had already given up, he felt a little uncomfortable, especially Miss Zhuge married Cui Hao, who was a poor family and was just a housekeeper.

"Do you look down on the groom?" Looking at his son, Sima You knew what he was thinking, put down his wine glass, looked at Cui Hao who was toasting in the distance, and said to his son, "If you have 70% of his ability, Dad will be able to hand over the Sima family to you in the future."

After more than a year of training, Sima Fang's heart has become much calmer. He listened to his father's words, but he did not show any dissatisfaction. He just thought about it and asked, "How much difference is there between me and him, dad?"

"Fifty percent." Looking at his son who did not show his resentment on his face, Sima You praised it in his heart, but he was still extremely calm on the surface and didn't say much. Sima Fang did not answer. He just remembered it in his heart. Now he understood that his father brought him here, and was also tempering his character. Thinking of this, he looked at Cui Haodi without any slight contempt or jealousy.

After three rounds of drinking, most of the guests had left. Zhuge Xuan even left after his daughter entered the bridal chamber, but none of the Zhuge family members he brought left. Throughout the night, they drank a lot of strong liquor, as if waiting for something.

"Entertainment Father?" Li Cunxiao had been paying attention to these Zhuge family's children for a long time. When he was about to ask Li Ang what to do, Li Ang had already ordered him. "You can just send Bo Yuan to the bridal chamber and leave it to Lao Cen."

"Yes, adoptive father." Li Cunxiao nodded, and then went to the bridal chamber in the backyard with several Pojun guards, who were drunkenly.

"If they want to cause trouble, don't be polite, just don't lose their lives." Li Ang walked to Cen Ji, who was still drinking in a big bowl, and said to the tables where the Zhuge family's children were sitting, since they were acting, they should do it like it and never let others see the flaws.

"Master, don't worry, leave this matter to me." Cen Ji patted his chest and said. For him, the joy of life was drinking and fighting. Orders like Li Ang were the most in line with his appetite. The circle of burly men sitting beside him also looked at the Zhuge family's children with a hurry. The so-called "the beam on the ground is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Those who can follow Cen Ji are all drunk and fighting murderers.

Seeing that Cen Ji wanted to act immediately, Li Ang smiled and turned around. Before he could walk out of the hall, there were sounds of overturning the table and shouting and scolding from behind. When he walked out, Tianranju's hall was already busy hitting.

"Fortunately, I changed the tables and chairs, otherwise I would have lost a lot." On the second floor, Chen Wende looked at the two gangs who were fighting downstairs, but laughed at his wife. Xiu'er regarded Feng Siniang and Lin Fengshuang as her sisters, but she refused to accept the wedding banquet. If the old and beautiful tables and chairs in the store were broken, she would have been very much with her.

"What are you afraid of? If you break it, send the bill to the Zhuge family." Xiu'er also laughed, then looked at Cen Ji who was yelling in the hall and said, "Anyway, I saw that it was the Zhuge family's people who took the initiative first."

"Every family of Zhuge is great and has a great fortune. I guess I won't take this little money to heart." Chen Wende was stunned, and then understood his wife's meaning. It seems that tomorrow I will send Zhang to the Zhuge family's house to break some bills. Such a good fortune, don't be a waste. Poor the children of the Zhuge family were plotted against by Chen Wende and Xiu'er. Not to mention being beaten, they would be scolded after returning home, deducting several months of expenses to accompany those who were just painted with purple paint.

Tables and chairs.

Although the hall was busy, the outside was not calm. As soon as Li Ang went outside, Li Yanzong had already arrived in front of Li Ang. "Master, as you expected, the Wei family sent people to remind Mr. Cui." Before the wedding banquet began, Li Yanzong had already brought Jing Han and Jing Leng and the "black hands" to find a hidden place to hide his body, and stared at those places that were not easy to guard against. If the Wei family members were not open and wanted to come and cause trouble, they would be miserable.

"How many people have left a living place?" Li Ang just frowned slightly and asked. Although he arranged for Li Yanzong and the Black Hand for any reason, he did not expect that the Wei family would really dare to send people. He actually hated this secret activity, and the Wei family's actions made him feel a little more disgusted.

"There are not many people, only three, but they are all good players. Two died, and one left. But the verbal storm is very hard, which is a bit difficult?" Li Yanzong replied. Thinking of the three who brought the arrows, he was a little scared. If he had not prepared in advance, he might have really succeeded.

"Stay for one night, if you can't ask, kill it, and throw the body to the place where the Wei family live." Li Ang just pondered for a moment and made a decision. What he wanted to do was to anger the Wei family and let them use their financial resources to deal with him, so he had to tell the Wei family that if they used martial arts, their methods would be no different from the children's tricks of playing house in his eyes.

"Yes, Lord." Li Yanzong was very satisfied with Li Ang's order. In his opinion, if the Wei family dared to provoke them, they had to teach them a profound lesson, "I will make them unforgettable for life." After that, Li Yanzong left the courtyard.

"The imperial edict from the court is coming over there!" Looking at the dark night sky, Li Ang thought of the Ma Jun. He once promised this friend to revive his family's reputation. Now he has won him the opportunity, and it depends on his own grasp.

"Master, I'm here." A female voice suddenly sounded behind Li Ang. Li Ang turned around and saw the Yuanluo God standing in the shadow. Then he nodded, "Send someone to the young master of the Wei family to give him a warning and tell him about this matter. But if he dares to use those inappropriate methods, don't blame me for being rude and not being merciful."

"Yes, Master." Yuan Luoshen responded softly, and his figure disappeared into the shadow.

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At the fourth day of the morning, Wei Ziqing woke up. When he saw the snow-bright sword sharp edge shining with cold light on his throat under the skylight, his face turned pale. Two people stood in front of his bed, one was the man who had a sword on his throat, and the other was a woman who was looking at him. Looking at Wei Ziqing's white face, Yuan Luoshen did not talk nonsense to him, and told Li Ang's words to the young master of the Wei family, and then he knocked him faint and cut off his hair.

The next morning, when Wei Ziqing woke up, he looked at himself with his hair cut off in the mirror, and was both shocked and angry. Before he could come back to his senses, his servant stumbled to report something big to him. Put on his hat, Wei Ziqing's face was gloomy and followed the warrior he brought to the gate. Then he was stunned. Three corpses were hung upside down at his gate, and his eyes were like dead fish burst out and he stared at him.

Wei Ziqing's face twitched, and he immediately turned around and returned to the house, leaving only a sentence for the servants, "Buried them!"

"This is what you are talking about." In the hall, Wei Ziqing looked at his confidant warriors and roared, "I didn't even touch the hair of others, and I was cut off my hair last night. None of you noticed that you are all dead!"

"Young Master, please calm down. What happened last night was that we were not in a strong guard. Please punish me." Several confidant warriors knelt down. Wei Ziqing's hair was cut, and they were all face-lost. The other party regarded them as nothing. However, although they were angry, they also understood that if they competed with force, only those high-ranking sects of the military and martial arts family could be comparable to Li Ang, the first-ranking general in the world.
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