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1186 I will not interfere

As soon as the three of them touched each other, the two old men felt that Xiang Yu's strength was not strong and were surprised. Xiang Yu flew up again with their strength, crossed the heads of the two, turned into fists, and rushed straight to Gongsun Ce behind them.

"Damn it, it turns out that it's a sound of attacking the west!" The two old men almost got angry, but the old man used his moves and could not help for a while. He watched Xiang Yu punch Gongsun Ce.

At a critical moment, Gongsun Jingyuan could no longer remain calm, so he picked up the crutch in his hand and pulled it to the back of Xiang Yu's head. The crutch egg was cast by cold iron under the sea, weighing 68 kilograms, and it was Gongsun Jingyuan's Qimen weapon. Gongsun Jingyuan was immersed in martial arts for more than a hundred years. With one blow, not to mention Xiang Yu's head, even an Alaska male bear would be crushed to pieces.

"Woo——" The sound of the wind wrapped in the iron rod and the wind was smashed down. Yun Nishang and others were disgraceful. Gongsun Jingyuan's movements were too fast and they could not help reminding them.

Seeing Xiang Yu die alive under the stick, a white shadow streaked across the air and collided with the iron stick. "Ding" and Gongsun Jingyuan felt like he was struck by lightning. The iron stick flew out of his hand and stabbed into the marble wall.

Gongsun Jingyuan's tiger's mouth was shattered, his hands were bleeding, his face flushed, and his body trembled violently. Obviously, this blow caused his confidence and body to be seriously injured.

Only then did everyone see clearly that there was an exquisite white fine porcelain teacup embedded on the iron rod. Three-quarters of the teacup were hidden in the iron rod.

"Hiss..." Almost everyone took a breath of air and turned their horrified eyes to Fu Chenxue. A small teacup could actually knock out a heavy iron rod. How strong is it? Moreover, this cane was made of cold iron at the bottom of the sea. Even the sword could not hurt it at all. How did Fu Chenxue do it?

Oh my God, the teacup was actually embedded in the iron stick. Could it be that the crutch was made of mud? Qing, Feng, Ming, and Yue Si sisters covered their little mouths tightly, for fear of crying out. Yun Nishang's heart hit the deer, and his wonderful eyes stared at Fu Chenxue's body, with clouds and mists in their eyes and rippling waves.

Almost at the same time, Xiang Yu punched Gongsun Ce. Gongsun Ce tried his best to do all his strength, but still couldn't stop Xiang Yu's punch. With a roar, his body flew back more than five meters away, and fell to the ground, and his tendons and veins all over his body were broken inch by inch.

This punch is the "Seven Injured Hands" of the "Demon Sect". It is activated with spiritual power and is dedicated to injuring the enemy's tendons and veins. The person in the middle is like a living dead person, and he is bedridden for life, and life is worse than death.

The two old men roared together and were about to pounce on Xiang Yu, but were stopped by Gongsun Jingyuan. Gongsun Jingyuan pulled out a scarf, wiped away the blood from his hands, and said, "Young Master Fu is good at kung fu!"

Fu Chenxue said: "If people want to live longer, they must have good kung fu. I have so many enemies, they all want my head. In order to keep this head, I have to practice hard."

Hearing Fu Chenxue's helpless tone, Yun Nishang couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Qinghuang glanced at Fu Chenxue fiercely and turned to Yun Nishang: "Don't listen to him talking nonsense... He has never passed by this mouth."

Fu Chenxue seemed to have not heard Qinghuang's words, pointed at Qinghuang and Yun Nishang and said, "Mr. Gongsun must be here to resolve the grudge between you and the 'Qingyimen'? I am an outsider and it is not convenient to interfere. The real master is there, just talk to them! Oh, by the way, Xiaohuang is the senior sister of the 'Qingyimen', and she is also my wife."

As soon as this was said, several people from the Gongsun family almost vomited blood. Damn, they all made a fuss to this point, and they still said they would not interfere? If you don’t interfere, you will point out your relationship with Qinghuang? This is not interfere, but the threat of Chiluo naked.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Even the Gongsun family that is powerful in Sichuan and Tibet is no exception. In the face of the situation, Gongsun Jingyuan can only let go of all his pride and self-esteem. Otherwise, his grandson will die and the Gongsun family will be ruined. The Wang family and the Situ family are not far away from each other, so how can the Gongsun family repeat the same mistakes?

Gongsun Jingyuan took a few steps, clasped his fists to Qinghuang and said, "Madam Fu, Lao Gongsun Jingyuan, what are the conditions for your family today? Please tell me!"

Hearing the three words "Madam Fu", Qinghuang's pretty face was a little red. She glared at Fu Chenxue quietly, then looked at Gongsun Jingyuan coldly, and said, "What do Gongsun family have in mind about the 'Qingyi Gate'? You know, everyone knows it. As for the grudge between the Gongsun family and the 'Qingyi Gate', you'd better go and talk to my master Lin Wanxi. Today I'm just talking about the matter. Your grandson Gongsun Heng led someone to smash the 'Qingyi Xuan' and injured several disciples of my 'Qingyi Gate'. It's also worth his punishment. As for the conditions, I only have one. The Gongsun family will compensate the 'Qingyi Xuan' at the price, 250 million yuan, and a penny cannot be lost. The money is until it is released. Of course, if you want to wait, we can wait forever, provided that your grandson has enough blood to shed!"

Qinghuang's voice was not high and she spoke slowly, but her words were loud and loud. The faces of the Gongsun family changed drastically. This was a threat and even a humiliation. The Gongsun family has been standing in the Chinese martial arts world for hundreds of years. When did they be so devastated?

Gongsun Jingyuan looked at Qinghuang deeply, clasped his fists again and said, "Mrs. Fu is quick and easy, and I admire him. According to Mrs. Fu's opinion, if the money is released, we will pay the money for the whole person!" He turned around and shouted outside: "Yifan, come in!"

Gongsun Yifan ran in and saw the blood on his father's body and the unconscious Gongsun Ce lying on the ground. He was shocked.

Gongsun Jingyuan ordered: "You go and make a call and let them get the money to the account of 'Qingyixuan'."

Gongsun Yifan did not dare to disobey, took the bank account handed over by Yun Nishang and hurriedly ran aside to make a phone call.

Fu Chenxue laughed: "Mr. Gongsun, is the problem between you solved? If it has been solved, why not come here to have a cup of 'Mengshan Tea'."

Everyone looked at each other. Who is this? I just slapped someone in the face and now I'm asking someone for tea. Damn, how many tea gardens can I buy at 250 million?

Gongsun Jingyuan bowed and said, "I just want to ask Mr. Fu for some advice. Why not be the boss and book a elegant seat in the 'Jude Tower'. How about we have a good drink?"

"Jude Tower?" Fu Chenxue smiled, "I heard that the 'Cassert Yayu' in 'Jude Tower' is a masterpiece in Sichuan. Mr. Du Fu said, 'The fish knows the origin of Bing', and the wine does not require glutinous rice.' I have longed for the beauty of the fish."
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