MTL - Legend of the Asura-v10 Chapter 708 ridicule
"Yes, I really want to kill him... But after killing him, I can only get a kind of pleasure in revenge, nothing else. After all, he is the baby's biological father, I can't start. Second, he is not dead, the Dragon family can control the Tokugawa family for a long time in the future, which is equivalent to Huaxia's control of Dongpu. This reason makes me unable to start. After all, I am also a dragon family."
Long Wei smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hey, thank you for making concessions for the Dragon family. I know that with your character, this concession is extremely rare."
The wind smiled and didn't talk. Before meeting Longwei, he always felt that the supreme power of the country was always so calm and somewhat weak... because he had vaguely known the information that the son of the dragon family was harmed by Dongpu, but Longwei did not rush for so many years. An angry action. After meeting him, he began to understand the father at a close distance. Now, he even thinks that he is a little scary - whether it is his heart or the depth of his city.
Tokugawa tried to destroy his dragon family, and the purpose of the Dragon family was to control the entire Dongpu through Tokugawa, and it was quietly carried out for more than a decade, and his dreams were different.
Therefore, he will never allow himself to be involved in politics. Even if he is a dragon family. He likes the wind-like freedom of the father-in-law, and does not want to be bound by the politics of the intrigue.
"Hey, what are your plans for the next step." Longwei asked.
"Tomorrow... I want to go to the North Mystery. Oh, it’s been a long time since I went to Duanmu, and they should have heard the news and prepared. But they have never taken the initiative to come to the Dragon House. This makes me very surprised. If so, then I will go and see for myself, and take back what I want."
Long Wei pondered for a while and said: "I will accompany you to see you tomorrow, how?"
The wind shook his head: "No, this is my own business, I am used to solving it myself."
Longwei nodded and didn't insist on it. He asked: "Xuanyuan's home is a mysterious and powerful force. Now it can be said that it is completely in your hands. How are you going to use this power?"
"He will become a part of the Dragon family." Feng Yi said without hesitation: "More than Xuanyuan, the East, West Gate, Nangong, and North Ming will become part of the Dragon Power. They will once again form the original with the Dragon family as the center. With the same gas, the southern family outside Duanmu, with their intentions, but one day later, they will be crushed to death, it is difficult to turn over."
Long Wei’s face was horrified. His eyes looked complicated and looked at the wind. Then he smiled and said: “What about the Miss Xuan’s lady? It’s rumored that she’s a national beauty, she has a beautiful look, and she’s still in the reincarnation. Named the first beauty of China. And she is destined to belong to the Xuanyuan Lord, with your romantic character, why is she indifferent to her now."
"She is waiting for me to find her... and I have to wait for her to come to me. This is a very proud woman, can be seen from the world of color clothes she created in the game. But if you want to enter my house, She must first let go of her high profile. In the world of colorful clothes, she can order thousands of women, but she must not bring this bad habit to my house." Feng said.
Long Wei haha laughed.
"Take me to see one of Wang Bo." The wind suddenly said. Because he is the one who directly killed Feng Yao.
When he saw Wang Bo in the little black room, he was dying, his beard was scattered on his face. Seeing the wind and Longwei, his empty eyes flashed a bit, shivering and standing up, and then fell in front of them because of powerlessness.
"Little Master... You are finally here... In order to be able to redeem the young master, I finally got to today." Wang Bo made a weak voice. There is faint satisfaction and gratification in the voice.
Looking at this old man who has no life, remembering that he was gentle, but he couldn’t give birth to hate. "You are also a poor person... You can go with peace of mind, Tokugawa Ichio has let you go. All family members, your brothers and sisters, and their descendants will have nothing to do."
Wang Bo trembled and reached out, his eyes bursting with tears. He said hard: "Thank you... Xie... I have lost the Dragon family, and the Dragon family still treats me like this... The old slave, the next life... will be repaid."
The wind slammed his fingers and a chaotic gas shot into his neck. Wang Bo’s body trembled and then he went down. No more movements.
Long Wei turned and sighed, his eyes floating a faint mist. He watched him grow up, taught him too many things, and helped him with his later life... Although it was all fake, but after all, he used to be his teacher, the closest relative to his parents and wives. .
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After Tokugawa Ito returned to Dongpu, he immediately announced his next move on the major media, causing a worldwide sensation. Most countries expressed high appreciation and a small number of countries were silent. The high voice in China is a wave higher than a wave. This one-to-one policy on China can be seen as long as it is not a fool. Dongpu is trying to please China as much as possible.
the next day……
The headquarters of the five northern families of Xuanyuan, Dongfang, Ximen, Nangong and Beiming are located in Jinghua, because each of them wants to monopolize the core of China. The North Ming family is located in the north of Beijing, and a whole mountain belongs to the North Ming family. The wealth of the economy is evident.
Different from the swaying end of the swaying wood, the wind sneaked into the Beiming family without any attention.
It can exist for hundreds or even thousands of years. These big families naturally have their rules of survival. In contrast, their lifestyles have striking similarities. But relatively speaking, there are not many people in Beiming's family, but most of them are diehards cultivated from childhood. The obvious people of the two generations of the North meditation are not prosperous. In the previous generation, there was only one unique son of Beitangtang. This generation is a son and a daughter. The son is the North Ming Chongyun, and the female is the North Ming Dynasty butterfly.
Bypassing all the sights, the wind stunned the guards and the servants around the hall, and then opened the door of the central hall. Because he has already noticed that the North Father and the Son are in it.
At this time, the wind was dressed in black, and the costume of the **** movie was used. The door has just been opened, and a strong wind will come on the scene, and then it will immediately sound like a big drink: "Knife, stop!"
The wind was hard to stop, and the wind slammed him away, and then the big lama walked in.
Beitangtang and Beiming Chongyun are all inside, and the wind station stands in the middle of the hall. It looks like a smile and looks at the expression of Beifu and his father. Behind it, there is a gaze watching him.
"Although it is later than I expected, you are still here." North Mingtang said with a smile. His attire, and he did not make any movement to come here, has proved his identity.
"I didn't expect that I was ignorant and provoked the dragon family. I also forgive us for seeing our eyes." Beitangtang sat up in his seat and looked at him with apologetic eyes. From small to large, he did not face a person with such a low attitude, and the other party is still a young man.
But he is a dragon family who can't be provoked, and it is a terrible **** movie. Any identity is enough for him to bow for the family's overall situation.
Bei Ming’s eyes are constantly dissociated. He knows his identity. He knows that he was the one who was too lazy to glance at him. He also knows that he is humiliating him in the reincarnation of the world and letting him hate it. .
The wind squinted at the expression of the North Ming Chongyun, sneered and said: "You really have eyes without beads, I also feel your regret, but your son does not seem to think so. Look at his eyes, it seems to want to kill I am."
Beitangtang was shocked and quickly went forward: "No, Yuner, he has been repenting for the things of the year. There is absolutely no other idea... Yuner, but he still apologizes." He turned and squatted. He glanced at the North Ming Chongyun.
Bei Ming Chongyun secretly bite his teeth, and the face of the wind came to the front of the wind, and he said: "In the past, I was guilty of the North, and there was no eye to be offended. Now I have to be punished and listen to the respect."
"Is it good to listen to it? Is it possible for me to punish you," said the windy and cold, erecting his right hand and moving his wrist.
Thinking of the **** movie, the murderousness of the murderer is not blinking, and Beiqiantang’s heart suddenly bursts and said: "Yun, he already knows it wrong, and please see Yun’s face on his sister once again..."
"Sister?" The wind looked cold and ridiculed and laughed: "Now think of Butterfly is his sister. You - North Hall, and North Ming Chongyun, for the sake of selfish desires, regardless of the hard work of Butterfly Life and her will break up with me, let her have been lonely for a few years, if not I finally found the Duanmu home, her life has been ruined. Just because of you, also with their own relatives who are called butterflies? I Pooh!"
Bei Xiaotang’s face was white, his lips moved a few times, and he sighed: “We have so many helpless families...”
"Shut up and put away your ridiculous excuse. A person who has to sacrifice for his daughter for the sake of all is only a waste. It is no wonder that the North meditation has fallen one year. I know, North Hall, you are a Incompetent and sad waste. No... You are not even alive, a beast is willing to give everything for your children, but you almost ruined your daughter for the sake of profit." The wind scorned mercilessly.
Beitangtang was trembled and his face was white, and he couldn’t say a word. Behind the wind, the North Mong Knife clenched his fists, but he did not dare to say a word.
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