Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 143 Zhang Taichu must die

Zhang Taichu was slightly surprised when he heard Zhou Meng's words.

He had a deep impression on Wang Ye, a junior, and admired him very much. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to go up the mountain to give him a few pointers, but it turned out that this kid ran away from Wudang Mountain?
Zhou Meng sighed, turned around and said, "To tell you the truth, when this baby was planning to go down the mountain to participate in the Luo Tian Dajiao, he asked my opinion. At that time, I was selfish, so I rejected him."

"But the little kid was disobedient and had to follow his own ideas, so he just went down the mountain."

"Brother Taichu, you also know what happened later, but Wang Ye, this little brat, exposed his strange family in front of everyone."

Speaking of this, Zhou Meng paused and took a deep breath and said: "Eight Strange Skills, Chaos Technique. In order not to implicate me, Wudang Mountain, this little kid took the initiative to cut off the relationship and returned to his hometown in the imperial capital."

"The little baby did this because he didn't want to drag me down Wudang Mountain."

Zhang Taichu's face froze when he heard this, but Zhang Huaiyi's figure popped into his mind.

The same Eight Magic Skills, the same escape from the mountain gate. During the Jiashen Rebellion, Zhang Huaiyi ostensibly defected from the mountain, but in fact he refused the blessing of their master Zhang Jingqing and left alone.

Just in order not to harm Zheng Yiguan, in the end, he never came back.

Thinking of this, Zhang Taichu frowned slightly and said: "Wang Ye is a little boy, but he is a bit like my thief brother, and he is not pumping."

Zhou Meng looked helpless, not knowing how to respond.

Zhang Taichu said again: "Don't worry, I'm still very optimistic about this little baby, if something happens to him, I won't just ignore it."

Hearing this, Zhou Meng's old face suddenly showed a touch of excitement, he turned around again, looked at Zhang Taichu with big eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "If brother Taichu said this, I am also relieved."

Aside from other things, the scene where Zhang Taichu used a trick to make a big mouth on his Wudang Mountain today, and the ten guys and company representatives lined up to fan him down the mountain was already beyond his cognition!

It made him even more convinced that with Zhang Taichu's strength, if he wanted to, he would be able to protect Wang Ye Zhouquan!
So, after hearing that his favorite little disciple had won the "gold medal for avoiding death", Zhou Meng couldn't help himself, and almost burst into tears with joy!

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At the same time, the imperial capital thousands of miles away.

As time passed, the sky was getting late, and when night fell, there was a rich man's villa on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

In a magnificent hall, Wang Bing, who was wearing exercise clothes, was sitting casually on a sofa. After finishing his daily exercise, he was bored and wiped the sweat on his body with a soft towel.

So, he couldn't restrain himself, and recalled the embarrassing and embarrassing scenes at the Luotian Dajiao not long ago. This painful experience, which he had never had since childhood, was destined to be etched in his heart for the rest of his life.

"Zhang Taichu, Zhang Lingyu, looking at Longhu Mountain, hehe—it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!" Wang Bin muttered to himself, his long and narrow eyes revealing a cold meaning.

at this time.

Outside the gate, there was a sudden ringing of the doorbell, and immediately after that, there was a servant with a good figure in a maid's outfit, trotting away all the way.

After a few breaths.

I heard a rush of footsteps, and the maid who went to open the door suddenly let out a scream, and then rushed in with a nervous look on her face.

"Young Master, Young Master, something is wrong!" the maid said in a panic, beads of sweat were smothered on her face.

Wang Bing, whose thoughts were interrupted, looked at the maid with a somewhat unkind expression and said, "Why are you arguing, can't you speak well? Labor and management are here, so talk well if you have anything to say!"

"Keep arguing, believe it or not, if I put you on the bed tonight, you will never be able to speak anymore?"

After the vulgar words fell, the maid immediately turned pale, suppressed her excitement forcibly, and said with a mournful face: "It's Master Lu Ci, Master Lu Ci sent the Patriarch back!"

Wang Bing frowned: "My great-grandfather is back, why are you so anxious?"

While he was talking, he also noticed something was wrong with the maid's state, so he stood up from the sofa and walked towards the door.

After turning a corner, the open door appeared in front of him.

But the next moment, Wang Bing froze in place.

Under the steps outside the gate, in the dark night, there was a stretcher, on which a dead fat pig was lying on all fours.

"No, why would someone put a dead pig at my door?" Wang Bing shook his head and immediately denied his inner thoughts.

at the same time.

He also saw, outside the big iron gate of the courtyard farther away, an old figure sitting in a small car, and recognized that the other person was Lu Ci.

Lu Ci didn't say a word, and immediately left the place after getting in the car, not only didn't enter the gate of his Wang's house, but he didn't even say hello.

When Wang Bing saw this, his face froze, looking a little weird, and murmured: "Xiao Qing said that Mr. Lu sent his great-grandfather home, so my great-grandfather"

Thinking of this, his throat rolled, and he moved his eyes with some difficulty, then looked at the "dead pig" placed under the stairs, and took two steps closer, rubbed his eyes, and looked intently.

!!!

For an instant.

Wang Bing only felt his scalp go numb, and he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

The figure that he mistook for a dead pig earlier was clearly the grandfather Wang Ai!
At this moment, Wang Ai was red all over, and his whole body was swollen like a ball. His swollen arms and legs were uncontrollably stuck in the air, and he looked like a pig's leg.

Especially on that old face, how can you still see a human figure, two or three times bigger than usual, like a braised pig's head in soy sauce!
"Gollum!"

Wang Bin swallowed his saliva, and then felt dizzy. He took two steps back uncontrollably and turned into the arms of a soft body.

The maid Xiaoqing supported the limp Wang Bing, and said in a crying voice, "Young Master, just now, Mr. Lu Ci didn't say a word, so he put the Patriarch at the door. For me, when I get anxious, I don't know what to do."

Wang didn't answer, and his whole body was lost. In his mind, a figure immediately popped up, which could make his great-grandfather Wang Ai look like this. In his eyes, there was only one person in the whole world.

"Zhang Taichu!" Wang Bin gritted his teeth with a pale face, then pushed away the maid beside him, and ran out of the gate with red eyes.

Wang Ai, who was still in a coma, knelt down beside him with a plop.

When he saw his great-grandfather's injury at a close distance, he felt his head getting hot, and he raised his head and roared uncontrollably: "Ahh! Zhang Taichu, you really deserve to die!"

(End of this chapter)