One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"Come, Master Chen, let me toast you!"

"Good lad, you're a force to be reckoned with! Hahaha..."

"Mr. Feng, I've heard so much about you..."

In the backyard lawn, people were clinking glasses and making merry.

The atmosphere was so lively that it felt like a regular academic exchange meeting...

"I must have forgotten to close the storybook..."

Xu Si, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a glass of whiskey in his hand, was chatting and laughing with a blonde, wavy-haired maid.

"Otherwise, why would they have let the princess sneak out?"

The girl named "Xiao Tao" raised her finger to cover her mouth, laughing so hard she was shaking.

She knew, of course, that everyone who had come to the manor today was either extremely wealthy or possessed extraordinary skills...

As for how much of that smile was genuine, only the person in question knows...

Using picking up girls as a cover, Xu Si's eyes darted around.

My gaze passed over the long, white legs, but my peripheral vision remained fixed on the two people—

Wang Ai and Chen Jinkui!

Unlike the other guests who enjoyed themselves immensely, this time it was different.

Those two old geezers, their faces were darker than the bottom of a pot...

Xu Si exhaled a smoke ring, his gaze sweeping over the prisoners who were tied together and kneeling on the ground in the center of the lawn...

"These idiots are probably about to vanish into thin air..."

As the head of the North China region, if Xu Si still couldn't understand what Wang Ye was up to today, then he had lived in vain.

However...

The company isn't a law enforcement agency.

As long as you don't prey on ordinary people.

The circle is rife with infighting and even violence; as long as things don't escalate too much, they won't bother with it.

In their line of sight, Wang Ai and Chen Jinkui huddled together and whispered a few words to each other.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Jinkui stood up and walked straight toward Wang Ye, who was socializing with others.

Wang Ai, leaning on her cane, walked alone to a large, old banyan tree in the corner of the courtyard...

Soon, Chen Jinkui and Wang Ye burst into laughter and walked arm in arm toward the big tree where Wang Ai was.

Watching this scene, Xu Si gripped his wine glass, feeling an irresistible urge...

"Where did those three go? It's so hard to guess..."

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"Hmph, young Wang, quite the tricks!"

Under the old locust tree, sunlight and shadows dappled.

Wang Ai's face turned ashen, and his cane plunged three inches into the soil with a "thud"!

His signature kind, fake smile had vanished, replaced by a cold, icy gaze.

Chen Jinkui took a step to the side, his massive body blocking Wang Ye's retreat.

A pair of large, fan-like hands clenched their knuckles, making a cracking sound...

Faced with the two's "friendly meeting," Wang Ye also put away his usual lazy smile.

"Seniors, that's a very harsh thing to say."

Wang Ye spoke calmly, looking directly at the two elders, his eyes showing no fear:

"Bing and Hao Nan are brothers, at least they're in the same industry..."

He raised his hand and pointed to the main building of the villa in the distance.

Through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, one could vaguely see Wang Weiguo, his face flushed, and his second brother, Wang Yi, toasting with someone in the hall.

The family was enjoying themselves, completely unaware of the undercurrents swirling in the backyard.

"Although I have some family wealth, it's not as profound as the two of you seniors..."

They are just ordinary people; they can't withstand much hardship.

Wang Ye withdrew his hand, met the gazes of the two Ten Elders who were about to kill him, and smirked:

"If anything were to happen to any of them..."

He suddenly turned and stared at Chen Jinkui:

"I remember, Grandpa Kui, your little granddaughter's name was something like 'Beibei,' wasn't it?"

"Wang Ye!!!"

Chen Jinkui's eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly took a step forward!

His anger and frustration aggravated his internal organ injuries.

His face flushed red and then turned pale, and he gritted his teeth as he said:

"You little bastard! How could Wudang have produced such a scoundrel! Do you believe me... do you believe me..."

He raised his fist, his eyes blazing with fury!

But no matter what he did, he couldn't bring himself to say the harsh words.

"Xiao Jin, calm down."

Wang Ai's face darkened, and she paused, tapping the cane in her hand.

He stared at Wang Ye for a while, then slowly spoke:

"Little Wang, this time it was my son and I who attacked first, but now you've turned the tables on us..."

We're even now.

Wang Ye snorted coldly.

He acts without hesitation, and evens things out just as easily... truly a veteran!

Wang Ai squinted and continued:

"From now on, we will never touch your family again."

He paused, and streams of yin energy emanated from his body, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees!

For a moment, Wang Ye seemed to hear the wailing of evil spirits in his ears!

"As for you... kid, you chose this path yourself... if you end up hurting yourself, you can't blame anyone else!"

Wang Ye grinned, revealing a bright smile.

very good...

As long as it doesn't involve my family, I can play along with them to the very end!

"No need for you two 'seniors' to trouble yourselves!"

He emphasized the word "senior".

"Whatever your plan... I'll take it!"

Wang Ai and Chen Jinkui exchanged a glance, simultaneously let out a cold snort, and turned to leave.

Not far away, Wang Ai's driver, Xiao Ding, strode over, grabbed the rope, and dragged the string of dusty prisoners out of the courtyard.

"Old Wang, Grandpa Kui, are you leaving already?"

"Yes, it's rare to see you, won't you stay a little longer?"

As the two elders walked toward the courtyard gate, the guests on the lawn stood up to greet them and try to persuade them to stay.

Wang Ai resumed his Buddha-like smile and waved his hand:

"Something urgent has come up at home, so I won't stay..."

Chen Jinkui coughed a few times and clutched his chest and abdomen:

"Please continue..."

Just then, a rustling sound suddenly came from deep within the woods.

Three unremarkable figures emerged crookedly from the shadows.

They wore their hair in buns, old-fashioned red floral jackets, exaggerated blush on their cheeks, and lips as red as blood.

Click...click...click...

As the three walked, the sounds of mechanical gears grinding together inside their bodies were sickeningly loud.

The movements were stiff, yet incredibly fast!

The whole place fell silent.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and even Xu Si put down his wine glass.

The "weirdo" is getting closer and closer.

Everyone finally saw it clearly.

Their eyes were as dull as glass beads, and their skin had a woody texture.

No breathing, no heartbeat...

It's not a 'person' at all!

Wang Ai and Chen Jinkui stopped in their tracks.

Because of those three unlucky guys...

They seem to be heading this way?

"A mechanical creation?" Feng Zhenghao squinted and pushed up his glasses.

"Little Wang Ye, what are you doing..." Chen Mu turned to look at Wang Ye:

"Not only are you skilled in Qimen Dunjia, but you've also studied mechanical arts?"

Wang Ye was also dumbfounded: "Me? How would I know how to use this? Wasn't it brought by Master Kui'er?"

Before he could finish speaking...

The doll with the bun hairstyle walking at the front suddenly stopped.

click!

There was no trace of Qi movement, no warning signs!

The puppet instantly transformed into a blur, covering a distance of nearly ten meters, and charged directly into the group of prisoners led by Xiao Ding.

"Old Wang, watch out!"

Xiao Ding immediately jumped in front of Wang Ai to protect his master!

Chen Jinkui was also surrounded by a group of disciples!

And that doll with the bun hairstyle was never targeting them from beginning to end...

It raised its right hand, and a sharp blade popped out from the inside of its arm.

Swish!

A flash of cold light!

The blond-haired prisoner didn't even have time to scream.

The area above the neck is completely bare.

A fine head, soaring high!

Blood splattered!