Seeing this scene, Hou Shuntian was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger anywhere.

Just like this, can you leave the family to this eldest son?

No courage at all!

He doesn't look like a hero at all!

He was afraid that the Hou family would disappear in the Dragon Kingdom in the future.

Boom boom boom!

"What future do you have besides being a prodigal?" The poor tea table trembled again and again after being slapped, but Hou Shuntian's anger did not decrease, but continued to rise.

"Let you make some reliable friends, and eventually you will make some fair-weather friends!"

"I asked you to recruit talents. What did you recruit one by one? You were either cheated or deceived!"

"The Hou family has so many connections, so you are allowed to do business, and then you have a good hand of cards and you are ruined!"

"It's all rubbish! Trash!"

Hou Shuntian's reprimanding voice came from far away in the living room. No one in the living room dared to refute. Everyone in the living room shrank their heads and listened to the reprimand.

Maybe he said he was tired, or maybe he wasn't happy to say it.

Hou Shuntian sat down again.

The Guwu family is in the process of transformation and stays behind the scenes. After all, this is no longer the era before, but the Guwu family still has strong connections and a huge family fortune, which can allow the younger generations to have a platform and starting point that is far beyond ordinary people.

However, the feeling of powerlessness without a successor made Hou Shuntian tired from the bottom of his heart.

Finally, there was a third son who seemed to be able to support the family, but suddenly died.

Hou Shuntian's mood at this time was very complicated!

"Pour me a cup of tea!" A somewhat intrusive and hoarse voice sounded.

The middle-aged man who was kneeling in front of him with his head lowered and remained motionless quickly and timidly poured a cup of tea and brought it to Hou Shuntian.

"Dad, what do you think we should do? The Dark Dragon is investigating our family, do we need to keep a low profile?" the middle-aged man whispered as he put down the tea cup.

"Kill my son, do you think I will let him go?" Hou Shuntian's eyes flashed with blood-red light, like a devouring demon.

Plop!

"Master, we must catch the murderer this time and avenge Tianchi. My only son is dead, how can I live?" The beautiful woman suddenly knelt on the ground and said sternly to Hou Shuntian.

cried.

When Hou Tianchi's name was mentioned, Hou Shuntian's face instantly became even more gloomy, with an indescribable ferocity.

Looking at the silent Hou Shuntian, the beautiful woman cried even harder.

"My poor Tianchi, my poor son, sir, there is no enemy you can't kill. You were Hou Sandao back then. Why don't you take revenge? Aren't you afraid that Tianchi will resent you underground?"

Huhu~

Boom!

Hou Shuntian's figure suddenly disappeared on the sofa, flashing with a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. It was hard to imagine that the old Hou Shuntian could still have such speed, and then appeared in front of a beautiful woman again, raising his right hand without hesitation.

rise, fall.

Snap!

With a loud slap, the beautiful woman's plump figure flew out instantly.

"Ah~"

With a scream, the round buttocks hit the ground, forming layers of waves, and the beautiful woman's very smooth cheek instantly had a clear mark of five fingers, and the entire face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene!

"I don't have to report to you, a woman, for what I'm doing, go back to your room!" Hou Shuntian's voice was like thunder, with annoyance and murderous intent in his eyes, making the air in the whole room seem to be several times thicker in an instant.

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The disciples of the Hou family who were closer to Hou Shuntian suddenly felt that their legs were trembling and their whole bodies were covered in cold sweat.

They have never seen Hou Shuntian like this.

He was as furious as a tiger, and his whole body exuded an aura that even the so-called masters they had seen had no aura.

Many descendants of the Hou family who had walked on the edge of death felt the smell of death at this time.

They had heard the legend of their old man from the Hou family, who never used the fourth knife to kill people, and thought it was all a lie, but now they no longer dared to doubt it.

A trace of bright red blood slowly flowed out of the corner of the beautiful woman's mouth on the ground, and her eyes showed fear. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she did not dare to make a sound.

Soon, a nanny came to help the woman back to her room.

Moments pass quickly.

At this time, Zhuang Ming had been exercising all afternoon, had just taken a shower, had a meal, and was playing cards with the girls in a leisurely manner.

The seven members of the Thunder Commando are still exercising, and the seven people are constantly shuttling through the even larger sandbag array.

The sandbags at this time had already been upgraded. They were no longer sandbags, but harder rubber and heavier.

Even if their physical fitness has greatly increased, they will still collapse when they are hit.

Moreover, the sandbag array is inherently very complicated. The more people enter, the more uncontrollable it becomes.

There are seven people inside. If they block and kick the sandbags, they may hit other people.

And if someone else kicks the sandbag, it will also hit other people.

This is an infinite loop.

The speed of the sandbag becomes uncontrollable under such circumstances, and the more people there are, the faster the sandbag becomes uncontrollable.

Not the weakest will be eliminated first, but also the strongest.

Here, it is not just strength that is tested.

The ability to withstand fighting, the ability to listen, the ability to avoid, the ability to predict, instant reaction, short-range explosive power, instant judgment, instant mental analysis, and of course, luck.

Many things are required.

"Fuck!"

With a loud swear word, a figure was suddenly knocked out.

Not the weakest little bee, but the king of hell.

Plop!

Swish, swish, swish~

A dog ate shit and fell to the ground.

His face instantly made a crater on the ground, accompanied by a layer of gray.

Huhu~

Boom!

With a slap on the ground, the King of Hell jumped up suddenly. He did not adjust his clothes or wipe the sand from his face. Instead, he turned directly to the figure in the sandbag array and roared: "Old fox, you bastard, you

You actually tricked me!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't notice." came the old fox's surprised voice.

And as the old fox was distracted, even if it was only a few tenths of a second, it still disrupted his rhythm.

"I'll wipe it~ Don't let me get distracted, you won't die if you get hit!"

As he hurriedly avoided it, the old fox's old face turned red. He was hit several times and had to endure it. Even though the force was relieved, it was still uncomfortable.

The King of Hell looked speechless and wiped his face. The sweat and sand almost turned into cement on his face.

"Cut~"

He curled his lips.

Huhu~

Boom!

Seizing an opening, he slammed his right foot down one by one. His body turned into a phantom like a bad wolf and rushed into the sandbag formation again.

Faced with a sudden punching bag, he would kneel in with all his strength without hesitation.

Snap!

The sandbag instantly returned at a faster speed.

Boom!
Chapter completed!