MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 429 The hostility inside is almost raging

  The hostility in Chapter 429 is almost raging

  The architecture of Yulong Mansion is in the attic style of ancient times.

  If you stand in the air and look down, you will see a painting like mountains and greenery.

  Being in it has the beauty of being in it.

  Every attic for entertaining guests is covered with green tiles and vermilion eaves, and boxes are arranged. From the windows of each room, you can see the beautiful scenery of the layers of pavilions outside.

  The room was very quiet.

   Only the man's heavy breathing.

  The pain on the shoulder blades was nothing compared to the man's eyes that casually glanced over him, wrapped in Ling Chi-like cruelty.

  Master guessed that someone would come to break the situation today, but what he didn't expect was that Gong Jiuhan would come in person.

   This Jun's family in the capital has fallen into her heart after all.

"I don't know that the young master came here, which surprised the old man." Gu Shihuai knew that if he continued with the topic just now, he would not get any benefits, but would be annoyed, so he changed the subject on the spot: "I don't know if you are looking for me, the old man. What's the 'important thing'? I remember, young master, you are the busiest."

  Busy throughout the year, unable to see people.

   Every day when the sidelines enter the main house to pay homage and report, it is rare to see the real deity.

   Leaning on crutches, Gu Shihuai never let himself lose his demeanor and momentum in front of this young family ruler. He inadvertently gave the man standing on one side a look, turned around and sat on the first seat on the right hand side.

  The man who received the order covered the wound with his left hand, nodded slightly, stepped back, turned around and walked out.

  He still has work to do.

   cannot stay here.

   "Uncle Huai is still the same," the pitch-black guy was twirled around nimbly under her fingers, and Gong Jiu looked at the sitting old man with neither salty nor cold eyes.

  She didn't turn her eyes halfway, and she didn't look at where the man left.

  Suddenly raised his hand, and lightly clasped his fingers: "I like to pretend to understand and pretend to be confused."

  As the voice fell, there was also the sound of gunshots resounding in the ears.

   What followed was the sound of the man kneeling uncontrollably and falling to the ground.

  The knee that hit the ground heavily splattered bright red blood instantly, and the second impact made the blood flow even more unscrupulously.

  The man's face was almost bloodless.

  The pain made the corners of his eyes red.

  Gu Shihuai knows what happened without looking back.

  His old eyes were cloudy and tinged with anger: "Old and silent!"

   is simply presumptuous.

  How dare, how dare this person challenge his authority over and over again in front of him!

  The lips exposed under the mask seemed to be stained with a smile because of his anger: "Uncle Huai is still not good at kung fu."

  She raised her hand again, her eyes remained intact, and she pressed her fingers methodically.

"boom-"

  The voice sounded fearlessly again, as if piercing through Yang with a hundred steps, with terrifying precision.

  The other leg of the man was also severely smashed down.

  As if on purpose, the bullets all passed through the nerves in the legs and landed between the knee joints.

  The man was in uncontrollable pain all over his body. This time he couldn't help but let out a deep and dull snort, wrapped in the torment that others could not feel.

  Jiang Xiying, who had just walked to the door, saw such a scene as soon as he came. He subconsciously raised his eyes to look inside, and was caught off guard by those eyes on the chief seat.

   The hostility inside is almost raging.

"roll!"

   She saw him.

  The lazy voice is extremely cold, like a flying knife.

   "Hey, okay!"

  Jiang Xiying also confiscated the raised foot, turned a corner in mid-air, turned around and left quickly.

  But I couldn't help muttering regret in my heart.

   It's over, it's over, seeing the scene of family strife, will he be silenced?

   "It's simply presumptuous!"

Gu Shihuai couldn't sit still anymore, and stood up with a cane, his old face was scary: "It is said that the state-owned state-law family has family rules, but you are the head of the family but you are so vicious to the people in the clan, how can you be so rude! Are the family rules a decoration?"

  He snorted coldly: "I am an old man who is over fifty years old, how can He De let the young master be so humiliated?"

  The thing in her hand was thrown on the table in front of her in disgust, and Gong Jiu leaned lazily.

The   end sounded rebellious.

  She didn't even want to raise her chin slightly, but narrowed her eyes.

  National law, family rules.

   Tsk, what you said is really good-sounding.

   "Humiliation?" She seemed to have heard some funny joke, and the golden phoenix on her face brought out the contempt in her eyes: "It's only a collateral lord, yet you can make me bow and humiliate?"

   "Uncle Huai, you can be proud, but you can't be conceited."

  Her lips and teeth are orderly, her tone is neither high nor low, but her words are clear.

   It's like trying to cut out a big mouth in a person's heart, and then let the blood flow out.

  The impurity of the blood is an indelible sore for Gu Shihuai.

  What she stepped on was his sore spot, what she stepped on was his ambition.

  Gong Jiuhan casually glanced at the blood-colored man kneeling not far away, and the corner of her lips sneered:

   "It's my right to ask Uncle Huai for a gift in return. Next time, don't try to trick my people again."

   She can see clearly his calculations.

  The trick of playing tricks.

  The darkness and darkness grew from the chest cavity, and he hid it in the deep eyes of him when he could hardly restrain it.

  Today's game was indeed prepared for Gu Han, but he was just trying to figure out Jun Gu's attitude and find a way to stop his own losses, and at the same time test his young master.

  But this time, unexpectedly, a real person came.

  It's not that she doesn't know her own thoughts, but she still came over regardless.

  What does this mean?

  Suddenly, the gloom in Gu Shihuai's eyes dissipated, but it was still cloudy and cold.

  He sat back down again, and the crutches in his hands moved with his movements: "Young Master, I know that the old man is not the only one who is planning for Mr. Jun's idea..."

  Before he finished speaking, the figure above the chief seat flashed before his eyes.

   In an instant, he came to him.

  The pair of slender and beautiful hands had already climbed onto his old skinned neck.

  The strength of the five fingers shrank suddenly, which was a terrifying murderous aura.

  The person wearing the mask leaned slightly, his lips were cool and vented:

   "Uncle Huai, do you really think that I can't see the collateral movements?"

  The eyelashes on her drooping eyes are thick and dark, "Or do you think that family rules can save your life for the rest of your life?"

  The face of the person reflected in his eyes has turned red and blue, and an ancient wooden crutch has fallen from his feet.

  In the darkness, there were countless chilling auras in an instant.

   Aim straight at Gong Jiuan.

   But she didn't have any fear of this danger. Manzhushahua behind the earlobe was incomparably ruled by demons because of the hostility of her master.

  Gu Shihuai looked at her and narrowed her angry eyes. Even though her breath was taken away, the corners of her mouth were drawn dazzlingly:

   "It's a pity... you, can you... Na, what can I do?"

  His voice was already old and mocking, but the harsh laughter in the current laughter was even more unpleasant.

  Gu clan rules, especially those who have entered the Gu clan, if they have not made unforgivable mistakes, the head family cannot expel them in any form, suppress them, or take their lives.

  The woman pinching his neck was careless at the end of her eyes.

  A low smile suddenly overflowed her lips.

  The person in her hand was easily thrown from the chair to the ground by her.

   "Uncle Huai, time is a unit."

   Just because you can’t do it now doesn’t mean you won’t be able to do it in the future.

   So what if he entered the family tree, so what about the owner of the collateral line, since he has fangs of ambition, she has every chance to pull them out.

   "Deportation? Exile?"

  Looking loosely across the dark place, she closed her eyes. The handkerchief she took out from nowhere was slowly wiping Gu Shihuai's hand.

   "No, no, how could it be so easy?"

  People in the dark were shocked by that brief glance.

   "If you owe the master, you should use the rest of your life to pay for it."

  She walked out with her feet, her steps were very slow, and the crimson gauze danced beautifully in mid-air.

  But they are all indifferent.

  When she walked to the side of the blood-colored man, she suddenly stopped, turned sideways, and the Manzhushahua by her ear was looming, almost dark.

   "Oh, by the way, Uncle Huai should put more of his attention on our collateral young lord, but don't you seize power in the front, but the rear is on fire, and the sky is full of fire."

  Pin Tingting, the figure of purple, is indescribably elegant.

  Arrogant and rebellious, defiant, is synonymous with old-fashioned.

   With a vicious heart and a vicious means, even more so.

  Over the years, Gu Shihuai has never played chess with the main family like this time.

  She knows the trend of the collateral, the situation in the capital, and even more the undercurrent of the collateral.

   There is everything in her calculation.

  For the first time, he felt the fear of the master, no, the old man.

   This person grew up too fast.

   In the blink of an eye, the unsteady power was taken away from him, and he grew into what he is today.

  The blood in the eyes was surging, it was scarlet with anger, and it was vicious unwillingness.

  Obviously, he was only one step away from taking that position!

  But this person who was killed in the quagmire returned with a raging method, and took the position one step ahead of him.

  How can he be willing? How willing!

   No, how could he admit defeat!

  Old man, even if my life ends, I will be in hell, and I will see you fall from that position with my own eyes!

   "So what if your calculation covers everything?"

   Supporting his already old body, Gu Shihuai's eyes were full of darkness and madness.

   "Young master of the Jun family, it must have been beyond your plan, right?"

  He chuckled, then laughed.

  The man not far away felt the breath behind him, trembling under the pain.

   "This trip, no loss, no loss..."

  Old man, let's see whose backyard caught fire first.

   Why is there no one~

  (end of this chapter)