Jiangnan City.

The old house of the Yang family!

"Old man, Mr. Fu is out!"

The butler Fuwang walked to the edge of the ancient chair and said respectfully to an old man with a majestic look on his face.

The old man's eyes were gloomy, and one after another of cold light burst out from it. This terrible aura was that Uncle Fu, who had served the old man for many years, could not help but be frightened.

Yang Batian!

The old man of the Yang family is also the father of Yang Kunyu, the contemporary head of the Yang family.

Yang Batian is already in his eighties this year, but he looks more energetic than the elderly in his sixties.

This is because he is a warrior himself, and his strength is quite terrifying!

He once used a pair of divine fists to penetrate the dark world of Jiangnan City and created such a huge family.

In both black and white, everyone is extremely respectful of him!

Later, he devoted himself to martial arts and threw all the big business to his son.

But everyone knows that this is the real god of the Yang family!

"Go and invite Mr. Fu over!"

Yang Batian said calmly.

"yes!"

Uncle Fu responded, lowered his head and turned around and walked out. After a while, he came over with an old man in his forties or fifties, with a dim face and a cold air all over his body.

"Old Fu, what's wrong with my grandson?"

Yang Batian stood up, looked at the person coming, and asked with concern.

"Old Yang, I can't do anything about your grandson!"

Mr. Fu shook his head: "He seems to have suffered an extremely terrifying curse. I just used the secret method to investigate. It seems that his soul has been torn apart, but his organs and bodies are still very energetic."

"The person who started is also a tough guy!"

Mr. Fu showed a serious expression on his face.

curse!

It's indeed a curse!

Yang Batian had already had a guess in his heart, but Mr. Fu's conclusion still made his face pale, and it turned out to be even more gloomy and could drip out of water.

"So is there any other way he can save?"

Looking at Mr. Fu anxiously, Yang Batian asked quickly: "By the friendship between you and my brothers, just tell me the truth!"

"To be honest, even if the gods come, Xiao Yang will be useless."

Mr. Fu shook his head and added: "His soul is torn apart, but I can still feel the pain in it. It shows how vicious the person who started it is, making him worse than death! Listen to me, I might as well give this child a pleasure."

Dong!

Hearing this, Yang Batian punched the table with one punch, piercing a hole through the antique Huanghuali table worth tens of millions, and the purple clay teapot worth more than one million was also knocked to the ground.

"Who is it!"

"Who is it!"

Yang Batian gritted his teeth tightly, looked at Mr. Fu angrily, and asked, "Old Fu, which crazy guy did this trick do this!"

"have no idea."

Mr. Fu spread his hands helplessly and said, "I have never heard of this method, I just feel extremely terrifying."

Tear apart human souls!

How cruel and horrible is this?!

"Lao Qi, you said, who did this?"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Batian looked at Uncle Fu with a questioning gaze.

Uncle Fu replied: "I have investigated it. There were three people left in the KTV that day, the young master, Jiang Wanrou of the Jiang family, and a boy named Ren Xiaoyao."

"And there was a big conflict between them. The young master should be preparing to teach him a lesson. Later, the young master became like this. Jiang Wanrou seemed to have suffered a devilish confusion and was too frightened. She kept kowtowing to the floor at home, and she could not say a word of success."

"And strange thing is that Lin Hu also disappeared..."

"What about the third boy?!"

Yang Batian shouted angrily.

“We haven’t found it yet…”

"Dig me three feet in the ground, and you must find him for me!"

Anger burst out from his eyes, Yang Batian slapped the table and said, "The Dragon Record has become like this now, and it will definitely not be separated from that kid! No matter what, I want him to apologize for his death!"

"Yes! I understand."

Uncle Fu hurriedly retreated.

Instead, Yang Longji suddenly became decadent, as if he had grown up for decades.

"Old Yang, please be mournful and follow the changes."

When Mr. Fu saw Yang Batian's appearance, he also comforted him.

"Dragon Records is my only grandson, this is to defeat my Yang family's descendant!"

Yang Batian's body trembled slightly, and a trace of pain appeared in his eyes.

"It's over, you should focus on another thing."

Mr. Fu shook his head and said, "Today is a ten-year day. Even if something big happens, we still have to do what we should do, right?"

"I know."

Yang Batian closed his eyes tremblingly and opened his eyes again, like a man-eating tiger!

"Let's go, follow me to the underground palace."

...

Underground of the Yang family’s old house.

In a dim underground palace.

There were seven or eight men in black busy all the time.

There is a platform in the middle of them.

Everyone was holding a long knife in their hands and slashing wildly at the corpse on the platform.

One knife!

Two knifes!

Ninety-nine knife!

...

In just a few minutes, a corpse was cut into meat sauce.

The man in black roughly poured the meat sauce into the stone altar behind him, then closed the cover of the altar with a spell drawn, and carried them into the truck on the ground.

All of this.

Cold!

bloody!

The air was filled with disgusting smell.

What makes people even more terrifying is that behind these men in black, there is a large iron cage with more than ten people locked inside.

at this time.

These people looked at everything in front of them, full of despair.

The man on the stage was still locked in the cage not long ago.

There is no doubt that they will all end up.

It's just a matter of time.

They want to scream out.

But he had no choice but to have his tongue cut off long ago and made no noise at all.

I could only curl up on the ground in despair.

resentment!

Endless resentment arises in their hearts.
To be continued...