The first rich son-in-law

"Who are you? Who let you in!"

Liu Yuting suddenly stood up, today's game was specially for him to entertain Ma Tu, this person is so bold, how dare to trespass?
Isn't this slapping Liu Yuting in the face?
boom!
With a wave of Jiang Beichen's hand, Liu Yuting flew out and hit the wall behind him. The wall skin fell down. Liu Yuting's bones seemed to be falling apart, and he stared at the man in front of him in horror.

What power is this?
He is the pinnacle of external strength, and he is vulnerable to a single blow.

"Stay there, I won't look for you yet!" Jiang Beichen glanced coldly.

Immediately, he continued to look towards Ma Tu.

Matu couldn't help shivering, as if being stared at by a lion, he felt a trembling all over his body.

"You, who are you? Do you know me..."

Snapped!
Before he finished speaking, a slap was already slapped heavily on Ma Tu's face.

"Do you know why I hit you?" Jiang Beichen asked coldly.

With a bewildered expression on his face, Ma Tu subconsciously shook his head.

Snapped!
Immediately afterwards, another slap came over!
"I usually don't slap people in the face, unless the person is shameless!"

Now Ma Tu came to his senses, fuck, he is the young master of a noble family, this man dared to slap him in the face after eating a bear's heart and leopard!

"You fucking..."

Snapped!
Another blow, Ma Tu's face was instantly swollen and deformed!
"Bring it!"

Jiang Beichen stretched out his hand, naturally asking for the slingshot in Ma Tu's hand.

Ma Tu gritted his teeth in anger, but knowing that he was no match, he handed over the slingshot obediently.

"So you did it for that little girl of the Wei family?" Ma Tu was suddenly stunned, and then his face was a little bit unwilling.

He likes this slingshot very much, and he is gambling with the Wei family, how can he be reconciled now that someone has taken it back.

"You fucking dare to snatch my sister's things?"

boom!
Jiang Beichen slapped again, and Ma Tu flew upside down, smashing the entire tea table.

"Bold!"

And at this moment, an old man suddenly walked in from the outside, standing in a long robe with his hands bound.

"Who are you, you dare to do something to my young master of the Ma family, are you bored?" the old man said with an angry face.

"Director Zhou, kill him quickly!" Ma Tu struggled to get up from the ground with a desperate expression.

It's the opposite of the sky, Ma Tu has never been beaten like this since he was a child!
This kid must be killed today!

"Young man, if you abolish your martial arts now and kneel down to apologize to my young master, I can spare your life, otherwise, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!" Director Zhou said with a serious face.

He is one of the three directors of the Martial League and the loyal dog fang of the Ma family. His mission in Jinling now is to be responsible for the safety of Ma Liang and his son.

"Director? Are you also a member of the Wumeng?"

Jiang Beichen nodded, stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed the old man's neck directly, and slowly pulled it up from the ground.

Seeing this scene, Ma Tu was stunned for a moment, and Liu Yuting also turned pale, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

This is a master of martial arts, he was pinched in his hand like a little chicken, with no strength to fight back?
"Uh... Goo..."

No matter how hard the old man struggled, he couldn't break free from those big hands.

"The director of the Wumeng, it's not that I haven't killed it before, it's much easier than killing a chicken!"

Click!

With a strange sound, the old man's head dropped instantly, and was immediately thrown aside by Jiang Beichen like a rag.

"You, who are you?" Matu stared wide-eyed in horror, trembling all over.

Killing a grandmaster is like slaughtering a dog. What kind of strength is this?
It's too scary!

What is the identity of this person?
However, Jiang Beichen's next actions perfectly explained the answer.

I saw him slowly pulling out a beautiful plum blossom from his bosom.

The fragrance is tangy, and the flowers are blooming!

Matu's pupils suddenly locked!

Liu Yuting's legs also felt weak, and a circle was drawn under his crotch.

this fucking...

No. [-] on the Hualong List, Yizhimei!
Reed!
The flower branch flew away, directly piercing Matu's shoulder blades, and firmly nailing him to the wall.

"Hero! You spare my life. I am the young master of the Ma family. As long as you spare my life, I can tell my father to recommend you to be the general manager of the Wumeng. No, I will let you be the chief executive. As long as you don't kill me, I can give you anything!" Matu shouted in horror.

What I said to Liu Yuting just now was just bragging!
The shadow of a man, the name of a tree.

The opponent was Yizhimei, the hero who beheaded ten martial arts masters in a row and blood-stained the North Sea!

Such an existence, even the aristocratic family would be afraid, not to mention that he is only a mere collateral descendant of the Ma family.

What is it in front of others!
"Buy me?"

The corner of Jiang Beichen's mouth twitched, "I'll ask you a question, if you can answer it, I'll spare you!"

"You say you say it!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly: "There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone!"

"I know, I know, the next sentence, Yaozhi is not snow, because there is a dark fragrance!" Matu shouted excitedly.

"What I want to ask is not the next sentence, what I want to ask is the meaning of this poem!" Jiang Beichen said sadly.

Mattu was stunned for a moment.

meaning?

Who knows!
I am sensible!
"do not know?"

"Okay, then I'll tell you!" Jiang Beichen nodded, and said lightly, "That means, I won't join forces with your Ma family!"

boom!
A fist went down, and Matu's chest was suddenly sunken. Matu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked down at his chest. A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, staining the front of his chest red.

Immediately after nodding his head twice, he remained motionless.

silence!

The entire private room seemed to freeze even the air.

Liu Yuting only felt his head buzzing.

Mattu is dead!

The young master of the dignified family, who was extremely arrogant and arrogant just now, turned into a cold corpse in a blink of an eye.

"Big, hero, spare me!" Liu Yuting trembled.

"Climb over!" Jiang Beichen said lightly.

Liu Yuting's figure froze for a moment, not daring to be negligent, and quickly crawled over from the ground on his knees, just like the little Corgi raised at home.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!" Jiang Beichen slowly raised his head, and said lightly, "Go back and tell me, I will disband the Jinling Martial Arts League within a week, otherwise, the Chi Clan!"

After saying this, Jiang Beichen slowly let go, turned around and strode outside.

Liu Yuting took a long breath and fell to the ground.

Immediately, the heart was beating again.

Yizhimei asked her father to disband the Jinling Wumeng?
How can this be?

Although Liu Ziyi is the leader of the alliance, he has no right to dissolve the Wumeng!

Isn't that against the Ma family?
But if they don't disband, what Iljimae said just now is very clear.

Red!

At this moment, the Liu family is really being driven on the edge of a knife, and neither side can afford to offend them!
With a miserable expression on his face, Liu Yuting quickly took out his phone and called his father Liu Ziyi.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

This is destined to be an unsettled night.

Mattu is dead!

He was executed on the spot by Yizhimei, and a Wumeng director was also buried with him!
When Ma Liang and his son arrived in Jinling, such a thing happened, and the sky in Jinling collapsed!

At this time, the principal room of the Wei family.

The Wei family father and son got the news immediately, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little dignified.

"Good kill!"

After a long while, Wei Zhengxun slammed the table down suddenly, with a relieved expression on his face: "Ma Tu hurt my niece, he was extremely arrogant, and Ma Liang didn't take my Wei family seriously! If you want me to think, they deserve it!"

"Patriarch, Eldest Young Master, when Yizhimei killed Ma Tu, he threatened to stand up for the Eldest Miss, and Ma Liang might offend our Wei family because of this!" Butler Xu said with a worried expression on his face. Got it over there.

"Afraid of a ball! It's not our Wei family who killed people, so what does it have to do with us!"

Even so, Wei Zhengxun's expression was still somewhat unnatural.

Wei Zheng shook his head, looking very preoccupied.After a while, he finally spoke.

"I originally thought that our Wei family could have both sides!"

"Now it seems that our Wei family is destined to be unable to swing between the military and the Wumeng. Now we must make a choice!"

Originally, the Wei family only needed to watch the fire from the side of the mountain in the struggle between the Wumeng League and the military, but now that the fire has reached the Wei family, it may be difficult to stay out of the matter.