"We can't kill the general because of the enemy."
"Please give Xiao Wang a chance to commit crimes."
Chu fengleng's eyes scan all the soldiers around, most of them are from the Wu family.
"You also know that the enemy is at hand. Do you have a look at your chief General and look around you. Is there a war like place and a soldier like place?"
"Today, I'm not only going to kill him, I'm going to kill a lot of them, and I'm going to rub them well. You Pingxi Wang's spirit."
Chu Feng stood up slowly and pointed to Wu Yinglong, "inform your Lao Tzu that three minutes later, I will chop your head and ask him to come and collect your body."
Boom -
the scene was shocked again.
It's not enough to kill one Wu Yinglong, but a number of them? Even the king of Pingxi came to collect the corpse himself?
This, this is too rampant, too overbearing -
Wu Yinglong's scalp is numb, and suddenly feels cold, like falling into an ice cave.
He shook his fingers to dial the phone, as if he had exhausted all his strength to squeeze out a word -
the prosperous northwest region.
A grand and prosperous courtyard full of historical vicissitudes is located in it. The courtyard of this scale has a history of at least 300 years. There are no less than ten well preserved courtyards in China.
Most of them are collected by the National Museum as exhibitions of historical relics.
This is the only compound in Northwest China. It belongs to the private sector, and there are armed soldiers at the door. No admittance!
Even provincial and municipal high-ranking officials and business tycoons with a value of 10 billion have to make an appointment three months in advance to enter the courtyard. Countless celebrities, scholars and young talents are honored to be able to enter the courtyard and be received by the host.
Because this is Pingxi palace!
It has ruled the northwest region for more than 300 years and inherited the super big family of more than ten generations, the residence of the Wu family.
At this time, in the courtyard, antique study.
In his early fifties, a man with white temples was lying at his desk, splashing ink and concentrating on calligraphy.
A man's clothes are simple, but his actions exude a kind of dignified spirit, calm and orderly, giving people a feeling that everything in the world is controlled by his palm.
In front of the desk, as the first governor of Xiye District, Guan Ping'an stood respectfully, like a primary school student.
This man is no other than the famous King of Pingxi, Wu Zhenguo.
"Ha ha, Ping'an, have you seen if my calligraphy has improved?"
Wu Zhenguo was very satisfied with the word "Kong" he had just written.
"Iron painting and silver hook, vigorous and powerful, Wang Ye is really like a person!" Guan Ping'an sighed and flattered: "the whole northwest is under the control of Wang Ye. Wang Ye has contributed a lot to its prosperity and development."
"You're a sweet mouthed guy." Wu Zhenguo laughed with satisfaction.
The Wu family has been in charge of Northwest China for more than 300 years, ranging from the officials of the imperial court, the economic tycoon, to a gangster in the street and a small shop -
all of them have their nails. The whole west field is like a huge fishing net, and all living beings are fish. He is the man who takes in the net to catch fish and secretly controls everything.
This is the inside story of his Wu family!