Gangnam City.

The old house of the Yang family!

"Old lady, Mr. Fu is out!"

The butler Fubo walked to the edge of the ancient chair and said respectfully to an old man with a dignified face.

The old man's eyes were gloomy, and one cold light after another burst out of it, this terrifying aura was Fu Bo, who had been waiting for the old man for many years, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Yang Batian!

The old lady of the Yang family is also the father of Yang Kunyu, the contemporary head of the Yang family.

Yang Batian is in his eighties this year, but he looks more energetic than the elderly in their sixties.

This is because he is a martial artist himself, and his strength is quite terrifying!

once relied on a pair of divine fists to penetrate the dark world of Jiangnan City, creating a huge family.

Black and white, everyone is in awe of him!

Later, he devoted himself to studying martial arts and lost all his great business to his son.

But everyone knows that this is the real heaven of the Yang family!

"Go and invite Mr. Fu over!"

Yang Batian said calmly.

"Yes!"

Fu Bo answered, bowed his head and turned to walk out, and after a while, he brought an old man about forty or fifty years old, with a gloomy face and a cold aura all over his body.

"Lao Fu, what's wrong with my grandson?"

Yang Batian got up, looked at the person who came, and asked with a concerned face.

"Old Yang Tou, you grandson, I can't do anything!"

Mr. Fu shook his head: "He seems to have suffered an incomparably terrible curse, I just used a secret method to probe, it seems that his soul has been torn apart, but the organs and bodies in his body are still very vigorous." ”

"The person who started it is also a ruthless character!"

Mr. Fu had a serious look on his face.

Curse!

Sure enough, it's a curse!

Yang Batian had already guessed in his heart, but Mr. Fu's conclusion still made his face pale and even more gloomy and dripping.

"Is there anything else he can do?"

Looking at Mr. Fu eagerly, Yang Batian hurriedly asked, "With the friendship between you and my brother, you will tell me the truth!"

"To be honest, even if the gods come, Xiao Yang is useless. ”

Mr. Fu shook his head and added: "His soul is torn apart, but I can still feel the pain in it, which shows how vicious the person who did it is, making him worse than death! ”

Boom!

Hearing this, Yang Batian slammed his fist on the table, knocking through a hole in the antique Huanghuali table worth tens of millions, and the purple clay pot worth more than one million on it also knocked over to the ground.

"Who is it?"

"Who the hell is it?"

Yang Batian gritted his teeth, looked at Mr. Fu angrily, and asked, "Old Fu, this kind of method, which crazy guy did it!"

"I don't know. ”

Mr. Fu spread his hands helplessly and said: "I have never heard of this kind of method, I only feel extremely terrifying." ”

Tear people's souls to pieces piece by piece!

How cruel and horrific is this?!

"Old Seven, you say, who did this?"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Batian's gaze looked at Fu Bo with a questioning gaze.

Fu Bo replied: "I have already investigated, there are three people left in the KTV that day, the little young master, Jiang Wanrou of the Jiang family, and a kid named Ren Xiaoyao. ”

"And a lot of conflict broke out between them, and the little young master should be ready to teach him a hard lesson. Later, the little master became like this, and Jiang Wanrou was also frightened as if she had suffered from the devil, and she kept kowtowing to the floor at home, and she couldn't say a word. ”

"What's also strange is that Lin Hu has also disappeared......"

"What about the third boy?!"

Yang Batian shouted angrily.

"We haven't found ...... yet"

"Dig three feet into the ground for me, and find him for me!"

Anger burst out in his eyes, Yang Batian slapped the table and said: "Long Ji has become like this, it will definitely have nothing to do with that kid! No matter what, I want him to apologize for his crimes!"

"Yes! I see. ”

Fauber hurriedly retreated.

On the contrary, Yang Longji's expression suddenly became decadent, as if he was dozens of years old.

"Old Yang Tou, the festival mourns and changes. ”

When Mr. Fu saw Yang Batian's appearance, he also comforted him.

"Long Ji is my only grandson, this is the queen of my Yang family!"

Yang Batian's body trembled slightly, and a trace of pain appeared in his eyes.

"Now that you've got it, you'd better move on something else. ”

Mr. Fu shook his head and said, "Today is a once-in-a-decade day, even if something big happens, we still have to do what we need to do, right?"

"I know. ”

Tremblingly, he closed his eyes, and Yang Batian, who opened his eyes again, was like a devouring tiger!

"Let's go, follow me to the dungeon. ”

......

The Yang family's old house is underground.

In a dimly lit dungeon.

There were seven or eight men in black who were constantly busy.

In the middle of them there is a table.

In their hands, everyone was holding a long knife and slashing wildly at the corpses on the platform.

A knife!

Two knives!

Ninety-nine knives!

......

In just a few minutes, a corpse was cut into meat sauce.

The man in black brutally poured the meat sauce into the stone altar behind him, then closed the lid of the altar with the charm on it, and carried them to the wagon on the ground.

It's all there.

Cold!

Bloody!

The air was filled with a disgusting smell.

What's even more terrifying is that behind these black-clothed people, there is a large iron cage, and there are already more than ten people locked up in it.

At this time.

These people look at everything in front of them, full of despair.

The man on the stage was still locked in a cage not long ago.

There is no doubt that they will all end up that way.

It's just a matter of time.

They want to scream out.

But helplessly, his tongue had already been cut, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

I could only curl up on the ground in despair.

Resentment!

Endless resentment grows in their hearts.

"Hehe, hate, the more you hate, the stronger this resentment becomes!"

Yang Batian and Mr. Fu walked in, glanced at the scene in the dungeon, and couldn't help but sneer.

Where did these people come from, and what was their life like before?

The two don't care.

All they want is their endless resentment!

"Do it one by one, and when you miss the time, you all have to become meat sauce!"

Raising his hand to look at the time on his watch, Yang Batian frowned, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Let's speed up now!"

Everyone was so frightened that their scalps were numb, and they hurriedly pulled out all the people in the iron cage.

Hand up and knife down.

The revelation of one man rolled to the ground,

With a relieved look.

"Good. ”

Yang Batian and Mr. Fu glanced at each other, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of their mouths, and they walked out of the underground palace and got into the car.

Half an hour later.

A number of black cars set off towards Wangting Ancient Town.

The destination is exactly that enclosed part!