Chapter 2021

"Is yingmitou looking for you?" Mo Wen takes long Yu in. As the right arm of the God of war, he betrays Long Yu. According to normal people's thinking, the God of war's shadow rice head is bound to trouble long Yu and Mo Wen. However, the God of war's shadow rice head doesn't appear.

Long Yu was stunned, thought about it and said: "close Guanzhong, he knows I'm going to vote for him. He'll be furious and won't give up."

"So it is." Don't ask light smile smile, as if did not put shadow rice head in the eye.

Bafengwei's face suddenly changed. Mo Wen's side was full of crises. The people who made his decision were not one or two or several sects. What he was facing was the whole underworld world. Now he was in conflict with yingmitou, which made them nervous.

Today, Yu Shan saw his grandson's strength. It's incredible that long Yu also succumbs to Mo Wen.

Not only him, but also his uncles at home were all in a cold sweat.

Those at home see Mo Wen talking and laughing with some big men, as if they are dreaming. How can a young master at home who has been lost for more than 20 years? They can't even ask for them in front of these big people.

"What's going on, son?" Yu Shan frowned tightly, a fog.

Mo asked also some helpless, said with a smile: "grandfather, you can rest assured, I'll explain to you later."

"Now what?" Yu Xiaobai clenched his fist, his bones were white, and he gritted his teeth with hatred: "don't ask how you know so many big people. Is the information we investigated wrong?"

The old man in the black training suit shook his head. He didn't understand.

"No matter what his status, it can't stop me from becoming the owner of Yu's family today." In the small white eye, the essence light twinkles innumerable times.

"Master, leader Yang Zheng is here." One of the men came in and said.

All the people at home are numb, but Yang Zheng is the leader of Fuzhou. He has great energy. Besides, he holds real power, which is very different from Longwei Pavilion. Yang Zheng's real power in China is useful to everyone, but Longwei Pavilion can only play its role in a certain field.

Then, outside came a middle-aged man in his fifties, short hair, black suit, dignified and dignified, with his eyes flashing occasionally. Behind him came a secretary with a leather bag and strode over: "old man, Mr. mo... Ha ha... It's so lively."

"Leader Yang, if you come here, you will be welcome." Yu Shan arched his hand and said that when Yu's home was so busy, the people who came here were all big people.

Those uncles at home are also careful to accompany them. They dare not mention the succession of Xiaobai in front of so many big people.

These old things are all human beings. They know which is more important. They judge the times and the situation.

Mo Wen stood up at this time and walked over: "welcome, old man."

All of a sudden, the original Yang is also aimed at Mo asked.

Compared with Tang clan grandma, snake scale ancestor and long Yu, although they are all big men, they have no practical benefits for the family. However, Yang Zheng is different. If he is in charge of Fu Zhou, he will be in a higher position immediately. If he has a good relationship with them, he can go further at home.

Don't ask the people here. Come and say hello.

"Yang leader."

"Welcome, leader Yang." Seeing that everyone went to YangZheng, bafengwei's little sister frowned and said: "a group of weeds, hum, how can there be such powerful people at home? I'm so angry."

Elder sister bafengwei shook her head with a bitter smile and said in a low voice: "Yang Zheng has a special identity. He is different from those families. Now there are not many people holding real power. Any sect is afraid of people like Yang Zheng. Although Longwei pavilion has some power, it has to obey the orders of real power figures. The Chinese underworld has always been afraid to challenge these real power figures, With the existence of departments like Longwei Pavilion, people now attach great importance to interests, and no one is afraid to know too many people who are good for themselves. "

"But it's too realistic for them to be like this. Just now, the young master had to hand over his position as the head of the family. Now, you can see that... He's like a toad dog, begging for mercy... It's really cheap..." the little sister turned her mouth dissatisfied.

Elder sister Dan lips smile, looking at Mo to ask, say: "you see they all flatter Yang is gone, you are not angry?"

"There's nothing to be angry about." Mo Wen went back to his seat, took his tea and took a stab.

Yu Xiaobai was disgusted by his young and mature appearance. He hummed coldly: "wait for me, when you cry..."

At the same time, Yu Xiaobai took out the phone and called his master.

As a disciple of xianmeng inheritance, he has a natural sense of superiority, so even if Mo Wen has so many supporters today, Yu Xiaobai still thinks he is better than Mo Wen. At this moment, he wants to move rescuers to show his strength, and his master is the best candidate.

After the call, Yu Shan and Yang Zheng and others sat on the side, talking and laughing.

"Everyone, since we all agree with me, let's take over the position of head of the family in front of so many big men." As soon as Yu Xiaobai came back from the phone call, he began to shout in the hall.

"..." the scene was yelled by Yu Xiaobai, and the moment was quiet.

Those uncles who supported Xiaobai just now did not dare to act rashly. Don't ask if they are too big. If they can't hold down, they will suffer.

Since Mo asked about his ancestry, he has been missing for more than 20 years. He is domineering, vicious and never shows mercy to the enemy. He doesn't care whether you are his relative or not. As long as you are against him, he won't make you feel better.

With the help of so many big men, Yu's uncles lost their voice in an instant.

"I hand over the owner, no problem... Those who have the ability to live..." Mo Wen smiles, puts down the cup in his hand, takes out a cigarette, lights it and takes a puff. He stands up and walks towards Yu Xiaobai: "however, if you can beat me..."

"Hum!" Yu Xiaobai snorted coldly. In his eyes, Mo Wen is a mole ant. He looked at Mo Wen with a very strange look under his natural sense of superiority and said with disdain, "just you? You are not my opponent... "

"No, how do you know I'm not your opponent?" Mo Wen is still calm, smoking and walking slowly to Yu Xiaobai.

"Do you still have to fight? I'm a disciple of xianmeng's inheritance... What are you

"Pa!" With a sound, Yu Xiaobai was kicked out without warning.

Everyone didn't see what was going on, but felt a shadow flash by.

"Insult my master, kill..." the person who takes the hand is the Nighthawk. This old man has always been very hot tempered. Don't ask if he is insulted like this. The Nighthawk will surely take care of him.

"You..." Yu Xiaobai pressed his hand on his chest and got a foot from the Nighthawk, which made him feel an unprecedented pain.

"Just by what you said just now, you are not worthy to be at home! I am still the head of Yu's family. What identity do you use to talk to me like this? " Mo asked, said here, slightly a meal, squat down, in front of Xiaobai's face blowing a mouthful of smoke, sneer: "you seem very unconvinced?"

"Dare you compete with me? If you lose... "

"If I lose, you inherit the position of the head of the family, I leave the house..." looking at Yu Xiaobai's unconvinced appearance, don't ask, he interrupted directly before he finished what he said.

"Good!" Yu Xiaobai was excited and suddenly got up from the ground.

"Master..." the nighthawk and others are here. Don't ask where they need help. As soon as they want to speak, don't ask with a wave of their hand and say, "this is my family business. I'll deal with it... Just sit by and drink tea and watch the excitement!"

"But..." for Mo Wen's skill, nighthawk and others know, just such a minion, don't need Mo Wen's hand at all, let Mo Wen's hand will make these people feel very shameless.

Don't ask didn't speak, waved with the hand, stop Nighthawk etc. to say again go on.

"Good, happy... Don't ask. I declare in advance that we will compete in martial arts. If we are hurt, don't cry?"

"Ha ha ha!" Yu Xiaobai's words made Mo Wen laugh: "your skin is really thick. Do you think you can hurt me with your strength?"

Yu Xiaobai raised his chin slightly and stared at Mo Wen sharply.

Yu Shan looks anxious. Yu Xiaobai looks at his accomplishments and asks Mo to compete in martial arts. This is not for fun. Besides, the position of the head of Yu's family is definitely not decided by martial arts competition.

Seeing Yu Shan's worry, long Yu stood beside the mountain and said in a low voice, "don't worry, Mr. Yu. The master is very powerful. This boy is not the opponent of the master at all."

Even he is not Mo Wen's opponent. Besides, long Yu was defeated by Mo Wen at level 6 of Longwei Pavilion. Naturally, he is full of confidence in him.

Yu Xiaobai's eyes were burning at Mo Wen, and other people showed a little curiosity. Who knows, Mo Wen shook his head and said: "your rescuers are coming... Ha ha, it seems that you are sure to win the position of the head of the family."

"How do you know?" Yu Xiaobai was surprised. Unexpectedly, Mo Wen guessed that he had called to help the soldiers, and his brow was wrinkled.

At this time, all the people in Yu's family looked out of the window, looked at the sky and cried curiously, "Gee, what a strange gale..."

Several people at home next to him looked out of the window. Sure enough, they saw a strange strong wind coming down from the sky and sweeping up the leaves on the ground, which was very strange.

"What's going on?" At this time, only a voice came from the outside: "Master Yu, old Kunlun has come to visit."

The voice had arrived, but no one was seen.

Hearing this voice, Yu Xiaobai was very happy and looked at Mo with pride. He muttered in his heart: hum, boy, my master is here. I'll see when you laugh.