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Chapter 204: Isn’t this right? Can the Tang Sect do whatever they want?
"What do you mean?" Wang Meng raised his hand, as if he had just realized that there was something in his hand.

He immediately shouted: "Quick, treat my wound, quick! I'm going to die from the pain! Ah!!"

When Wang Meng wasn't paying attention, Wang Shou quickly grabbed the tail end of the iron thorn with his right hand and pulled it out directly from Wang Meng's palm.

"You beast, Wang Dashou! Just wait for me. If I die in the future, I won't leave you a penny!!"

Wang Shou ignored his cousin's shouting and kept moving his eyes and hands on the iron thorns.

"Yes, it is indeed the Tang Sect's unique weapon." Wang Shou muttered in a low voice, "However, it is not necessarily true."

"Basically, there are very few people in Tang Sect today who use traditional iron thorns."

"I can't guarantee that someone will deliberately frame the situation and provoke a fight between the Tang clan and the Wang family."

Wang Meng grinned and stretched out his hand to be bandaged, looking at Wang Shou angrily.

"Cousin, don't blame me. Be careful about sailing the ten thousand year ship. I have to confirm it carefully." Wang Shou said seriously.

"Okay, okay." Wang Meng's face was livid, and he pointed at the iron thorn and said, "Everyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a weapon of the Tang Sect, what else do you confirm?"

"Da Shou, I hugged you when I was a child, and you treat me like this?"

Wang Shou still looked indifferent, but his deformed facial features and strange tone of voice destroyed his cold temperament.

"Cousin, let's discuss the matter. The Wang family has been able to get to this point because of one sentence: be careful and sail the ship for ten thousand years."

"If more screening is not done, it may cause irreversible consequences."

Wang Meng pointed at Wang Shou with his good finger, and after a while, he said out of curiosity: "If I didn't have any children, I would only have a nephew like you."

"I would have chopped you up a long time ago!"

"To be honest, I didn't see clearly who shot the iron thorn."

"Anyway, the seven Changfu people who planned to treat me to dinner were hoisted into the air in an instant and were all strangled to death."

"I don't know what that person did for letting me come back."

Wang Shou frowned and tossed the iron thorns up and down in his hands.

After a while, he took out a piece of black paper from his arms.

Wang Shou condensed blue Qi on his hand, used his fingers as a pen, and wrote on the black paper:
The head of the family, the steward Wang Meng, fled to the branch with a Tang Sect iron thorn in his hand.

Manager Wang said that seven people from Chang Fu were dead.

Being cautious about sailing the Wannian ship, Wang Shou did not dare to lead the team to check the cause of Chang Fu's death without permission.

Wang Shou asked the head of the family to send help to the branch and investigate where Chang Fu and others were.

Wang Song, the head of the Wang family, was sitting in the main hall of the Wang family.

He frowned, looking at the black papers covering the table, veins popping on his forehead.

The black paper is the carrier of the Wang family's secret technique "Shentu".

As long as you write on the black paper, the information on the first black paper will appear on the other black paper associated with it, and vice versa.

These pieces of paper on the table were all given to Natural Sect and the others by the Wang family.

These papers, without exception, all convey similar information:
The manager suddenly ran back to the mountain gate, cursed the disciples, and bled to death.

The cause of death was an unknown toxin.

Moreover, the imprisoned family members of the affiliated sects also disappeared.

These sect leaders and sect leaders all agreed that the Tang Sect was responsible.

At this moment, news from Wang Shou came.

After Wang Song read it, he slapped his hand on the table.

The red hardwood desk fell apart in an instant, and the black paper on it flew everywhere.

"There's no reason for this, there's no reason for this!"

Wang Song's eyes were red.

He feels that there is no need to be careful about sailing the ship for ten thousand years!

It must have been done by the Tang Sect!

Wang Shou didn't need to check, the family members in Chang Fu's hands must have run away.

Only the Tang Sect can take care of it, and even know how to take care of these nosy matters.

Obviously, they had vaguely established an alliance before, but now they suddenly started to care about ordinary strangers.

Wang Song narrowed his eyes, thinking about Tang Clan's intentions.

The big sect does things for nothing more than fame or fortune.

What can the Tang Clan gain by saving these people?
Is the Tang Sect going to expand?
Or is it that the Japanese aliens have already been defeated, and the Tang Sect wants to use them as a stepping stone to confirm their glorious and absolute status?

Wang Song snorted coldly and couldn't help but despise Russell of the Tang Sect in his heart.

You just want to drive away the foreign enemies, but you can't help but want to plant flowers in the supreme position of the alien world?So impatient, the previous appearance of serving the country and the people was really just an act!

It’s really hidden deep enough, and what it wants is big enough.

Wang Song picked up the pieces of black paper and replied to the sect leaders and sect leaders one by one.

He planned to send people to take back the vassal aliens.

Secretly, he was preparing to communicate with the Japanese strangers to see if they could hold the Tang Clan back.

As for when the Tang Sect is gone, who will teach the dishonest Japanese strangers a lesson?

Ha ha.

What the Tang Sect can do, the Wang Family and other righteous sects can naturally do as well.

It's just a matter of how many people die.

Wang Song thought for a while and hurried to his study room.

On a row of inconspicuous bookshelves, he moved the purple smoke stove to reveal the wooden compartment under the stove.

Wang Song used his fingers to write on the black paper in the compartment:
Dear Behemoth, the saber-toothed tiger, I feel like you have met each other.

Your dear friend Song·Wang has a little thing to ask you for help.

There is an element of instability in the alien world of Zanghua. It is called Tangmen.

The Tang Sect advocates not leasing territory to other foreign organizations from other lands.

You know.

The Wang family will always be Behemoth's friends.

What the Tang Sect has done is not in our common interests.

Therefore, please come here and protect our rights and interests...

Wang Song wrote a bunch of words eloquently, and then watched with satisfaction as the words on the paper slowly disappeared.

He twisted his neck and sneered: "The Tang Clan doesn't know how high the sky is."

"No matter how strong Russell is, what will happen?"

"In this world, Japanese aliens are only in the middle and lower reaches of the world."

"Behemoth and the Emerald Society are the real overlords!"

"Originally I planned to let you live a little longer, but now it seems that you are urging the King of Hell to do it yourself, but you can't blame me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a big 'YES' appearing on the black paper.

Wang Song was so happy that he rolled his eyes.

He has already begun to plan to divide the Tang Sect's inheritance!
Maybe when my precious son comes back from overseas, he will be able to have more wealth!

Wang Shou waited and waited, but finally received this reply from his family leader:
No need to check, I have already determined that it was Tang Sect that did it.

Send people to the front lines to take back those low-level strangers.

Wang Meng came over at some point and frowned when he saw the words on the divine paper.

"Da Shou, the head of the family is so confused."

"He actually forgot what you said about 'sail the ship with care'."

"Are you ready to go? I feel that the Tang Sect is not far away, waiting for us with open pockets."

Wang Shou shook his head and stuffed the sacred paper into his arms, "I must listen to what the head of the family says."

"Cousin, the head of the family didn't ask you to go by name, so you don't have to go."

Wang Meng pulled Wang Shou and said in a sincere tone: "Da Shou, I really have an ominous premonition, you-"

Wang Shouba pulled away Wang Meng's hand, turned around and ordered everyone to start taking action.

Wang Meng lowered his head silently, his face sinking into the shadows that could not be illuminated by torches and moonlight.

"My Lord, there is a top-notch expert Wang Shou who is going to take 30 guards to the front line. The route is..."

Russell spread his wings behind him and soared into the sky.

"Wang Meng, go lurk inside the Wang family and see what cards they have."

"Yes, my lord."

　Gone.

　　I went to see a Chinese medicine doctor again today.

　　Myocardial ischemia……

　　Everyone should take care of themselves and avoid staying up late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)