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Chapter 21 Fighting, madness

Early in the morning, it was the beginning of a new day. Chu Ci took big steps, put aside many distracting thoughts, and walked straight to the Wang Group.

Wang Ling'er behind him suddenly flashed his big eyes, looking at Chu Ci's back with a glint in his eyes.

She is not really an ignorant girl. She has a certain amount of confidence to dare to follow Chu Ci all the time.

The feeling Chu Ci gave her was very strange. Although it was her first time meeting her, she still had an inexplicable sense of familiarity and trust. It was not her hair, but a real feeling. To describe the feeling specifically, it was as if he was My father is full of confidence beyond ordinary people.

She didn't know where this confidence came from, but it was always reassuring to be around such people.

Wang Linger lowered her head and followed Chu Ci silently.

Maybe it was fate, maybe it was coincidence, or maybe it was fate. They walked all night and didn't go anywhere else, and they happened to reach the Wang Group's range.

After half an hour, no two people arrived at the Wang Group building.

It is now around six o'clock in the morning. There are no pedestrians in front of the gate of Wang's Building, and no one is seen entering or leaving, but the gate is open.

"Hey, doesn't the front door usually open at nine o'clock? Is it so early today?" Wang Ling'er muttered softly.

Chu Ci's ears twitched, but without saying anything, he was about to walk into the building. Unexpectedly, Wang Ling'er hurriedly ran in front of him and stopped him.

"Hey, wait, just send it here, you don't have to go in."

Chu Ci looked at Wang Linger in surprise and said, "Why is this a private residence and no one else is allowed to enter?"

Wang Ling'er nodded vigorously without thinking, then realized something was wrong and shook her head, "That's not what I meant, but it's okay to understand it according to what you said. If there is nothing else, you should leave first. What is your mobile phone number? I will I’ll repay you.”

Chu Ci shook his head, avoided Wang Ling'er and continued to move forward, "There is no need to repay you, as long as you don't say that I ruined you."

"Hey, I said I won't let you in, how can you still do it?"

"Linger!"

A shout interrupted Wang Ling'er. She followed the sound and saw seven or eight people standing on the railing on the second floor, some old and young, looking down in surprise, confusion or disdain.

Wang Ling'er's eyes widened, she looked at everyone in a panic, and said in shock: "Dad, clan leader, you, why are you here?"

A somewhat handsome man in the crowd snorted coldly and said: "Look at how you look, how decent you are, go away, I will settle the score with you later."

"Okay, they are all young people. It doesn't matter if you dress freely. Bing'er, why don't you bring your sister down?" The speaker was an old man with a kind face and a cane in his hand. He smiled and stopped the man next to him from lecturing him. .

The strange thing is that his words not only did not make the handsome man happy, but his face darkened. Wang Ling'er turned pale with fear and looked at her father in despair.

However, her father, who had always been supportive of her and loved her, became rarely silent, lowering his head and saying nothing.

Next to the old man, a young man with yellow hair on his head and an evil look on his face licked his lips at Wang Ling'er and smiled, "Yes, thank you grandpa."

After the young man answered, he jumped down from the second floor.

boom!
Wang Ling'er's eyes widened, looking at the unharmed young man, and couldn't help but retreat.

Seeing her reaction, the young man's expression suddenly turned gloomy, "Sister Ling'er, why do you want to resist? Grandpa gave you to me, and you are my thing. Do you understand what I call my thing?"

He stared at Wang Ling'er and said calmly and naturally: "Life is my thing, and death is also my thing. From today on, everything you have is mine. This is your honor, why do you want to retreat? "

"me"

Wang Ling'er didn't know how to answer. The man in front of her was the most favored person in the Wang Group. He was the man who would take control of the Wang Group sooner or later. How many people fantasized about becoming his 'thing', and she should indeed feel honored.

However, there was fear and despair in her eyes.

Because she knew that what this man said was real, even if it was human life, if he got tired of playing with it, he would throw it away like waste.

Not only did she see her former sisters in the clan's garbage bags, they were miserable, miserable.
She was scared and trembling, but when she looked around, she saw that all the people she had ever been friendly with were indifferent. Even her father had given up on her and didn't say anything against her.

"Sure enough, you still can't escape? I should have known last night."

Suddenly she thought of something and looked at the man who had saved him. She opened her mouth to shout for help again, but this time she couldn't shout the two words. He had already saved her once, and the Wang family was absolutely She could not offend anyone, so she lowered her head in resignation, except for the tears flowing, as if her whole body had lost the meaning of existence.

Huang Mao looked satisfied when he saw that Wang Ling'er did not continue to resist, but Chu Ci could clearly see the violence in his eyes. If Wang Ling'er fell into his hands, he might not survive tonight.

Swish!
A golden light blocked Huang Mao's path. Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chu Ci fiercely.

Chu Ci didn't even look at him, his eyes fell on the old man on the second floor.

"I don't know what show you are playing, but if this is the place where you duel, you can start."

Everyone upstairs was also stunned, their eyes falling on the extremely solid golden light in Chu Ci's hand.

"The golden light spell of Tianshi Mansion can turn the imaginary into reality. It's a good skill. It's no wonder that I dare to challenge you. I do have my own confidence."

Upstairs, the old man praised him, but there was no smile on his face.

"Grandpa, is this the person who wants to challenge you? I thought he was such an amazing guy, but he turned out to be a newborn calf. Grandpa, you don't need to do anything, I will do it. Have people nowadays forgotten that I am a member of the Wang family? Authority, even cats and dogs dare to make trouble." Huang Mao said, with more evil aura on his face, and a faint black aura lingering vaguely.

"Bing'er, this is a master disciple of Tianshi Mansion, you have to be careful."

"Haha, what is the Tianshi Mansion?"

"And children!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I won't say it, huh."

Huang Mao looked at Chu Ci, grinned, and said, "Boy, if you had listened to that woman and left just now, you still had a chance to survive. Now, go to hell!"

The battle was about to break out. Huang Mao didn't have any competitive spirit and directly launched a sneak attack.

His figure flickered, and he came to Chu Ci's side in a blink of an eye. He clenched his hands into fists and hit Chu Ci's temple fiercely. Judging from his speed, if this blow hit, ordinary people would either die or be injured.

boom!
Chu Ci was not an ordinary person. He didn't even move in the face of Huang Mao's sneak attack. His fist stopped three centimeters away from him, and a thick golden light blocked it. No matter how hard Huang Mao tried, he only felt pain in his fist. , but could not go any further.

Huang Mao's expression changed a little, and just when he was about to retreat, Chu Ci stretched out his right hand and pinched it in his direction. Thousands of golden threads appeared from his five fingers, turning into spiritual snakes and wrapped Huang Mao in it. Without waiting for anyone to react, his hand With a sudden grip, the countless golden threads turned into the sharpest needles and instantly penetrated Huang Mao's body.

Ah!
The screams echoed in the hall, and everyone upstairs jumped down in shock.

"stop."

Everyone who had been as stable as a mountain before was panicked. Huang Mao was the only direct grandson of their Wang family, and he could not die.

"You'd better not move. Don't worry. I know from your looks that this kid's identity is very important. I won't kill him. Of course, the premise is that you are obedient, otherwise."

He moved his hand slightly, and the golden thread was pierced, and Huang Mao suddenly screamed desperately.

"Grandpa, save me, grandpa, save me. It hurts, it hurts."

"Bing'er!" Wang Ai looked at his grandson's miserable appearance and looked at Chu Ci with a gloomy expression, "You still came for me, let him go."

There was surprise on Chu Ci's face, and he looked at Wang Ai and said, "Old man, why didn't you think of letting my sister go when you attacked her?"

Wang Ai said solemnly, "I didn't know she was your sister."

Chu Ci snorted and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know he was your grandson."

Wang Ai clenched his fists tightly, stared at Chu Ci and said: "Young man, don't be too crazy, just stay a while so that we can meet each other in the future."

Chu Ci tilted his head and said doubtfully: "I have already withheld my hand, otherwise your good-for-nothing grandson would probably be dead. Is this the heir of the Wang family? Tsk, he's really weak. He can't even catch my golden light spell." .”

"You" Wang Ai was furious, but did not look at Chu Ci, but looked anxiously at Wang Bing, who was entangled in gold threads.

"Bing'er."

(End of this chapter)