God level cultivator cemetery

"Borrow some money for me, and I'll pay you back later." Yao Shiyu lowered her head after speaking. This was the first time she had borrowed money from others.

Wei Ziheng understood that she didn't want to tell her family about this, but the medical expenses were not something she could afford, so she thought of borrowing money from him.

"You don't have to think about the money. I've already paid for it for you. If you want to pay back the money, you can just find me."

For a girl with strong self-esteem like Yao Shiyu, you won't accept it if you give it to her directly, but if you ask her to pay it back, she can accept it.

Fortunately, most of Yao Shiyu's wounds were skin traumas. In fact, she could be discharged from the hospital after staying for a few days. The main reason is that the psychological trauma needs a period of time to balance on her own.

Wei Ziheng thought about it and it would be better to let Zhao Yuaner come over to take care of Yao Shiyu, but after calling several times but no one answered, Wei Ziheng decided to go directly to have a look.

Walking to that dead end, there were still two fights here yesterday, but when I came to see it today, they all returned to calm, without leaving any traces.

But the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall seemed a bit strange. Although it was dilapidated before, the signboard was still well hung. Why did the signboard fall to the ground when I came here today.

Seeing that the door was also broken, Wei Ziheng moved it away and walked in.

Suddenly a gust of fist wind swept over, Wei Ziheng barely dodged, was startled, and fixed his eyes on Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather.

"This is you?"

Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather saw clearly that it was Wei Ziheng who came, so he stopped his punches, then nodded and said, "Come in."

After following in, it seemed as if it had been robbed, Wei Ziheng asked, "What's wrong?"

Only then did Zhao Yuan'er come out from the next room, followed by several people.

"Wei Ziheng, why are you here?"

Wei Ziheng smiled helplessly, "I originally wanted to ask you for help, but now it seems that your troubles seem to be bigger."

Zhao Yuan'er took Wei Ziheng to the room that introduced the Zhao Family Martial Arts Academy. This might be the neatest place. Everyone sat together and the air pressure was very low.

Zhao Yuaner explained: "The business of our Zhao family martial arts school has not been good, but since the school was built here, the land has become more and more expensive. My second grandfather was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer recently, and my grandfather wants to help second grandfather. To see a doctor, so I want to sell this place and find another place to open a martial arts gym."

"But in the end we found out that our enemy, Hongyun Martial Arts, had sent people over to buy the land. We have been fighting with them for decades, and grandpa couldn't take it anymore and refused to leave."

"Last night, people from the Hongyun Martial Arts Hall smashed the martial arts hall into such a state..."

It was only then that Wei Ziheng understood the scene just now, he fought as soon as he came in, it seemed that he regarded him as someone from the Hongyun Martial Arts Academy.

"Is it already sold?" Wei Ziheng asked.

Zhao Yuaner nodded.

It stands to reason that it was sold but not taken back. It was justified for Hongyun Martial Arts to let them leave here, but it would be too much to come here and smash them.

Thinking of Zhao Feng asking him to protect the descendants of the Zhao family, then he must protect them, even if the Zhao family doesn't take care of them, he will also protect them.

"I'm sorry, you just paid the money for half a year, but something like this happened to us. I'll refund the money to you someday, so you don't have to do it again." Zhao Yuan'er continued.

Wei Ziheng said puzzledly: "Why don't you come, the Zhao Family Martial Arts School is still open here."

Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather snorted, obviously he didn't think Wei Ziheng's joke was funny.

"Don't make such jokes here." Zhao Yuan'er also felt that Wei Ziheng's words were a bit off-putting, but she just felt that his attempt to comfort him failed.

"I'm not joking. Since you don't want to leave, then don't leave. It's not good to stay here."

Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather finally couldn't help but said: "Boy, you can't do whatever you want in this world, you'd better go back, don't make trouble here, so as not to get hurt."

"Master Zhao, since Zhao Yuan'er and I are friends, and we also have a relationship with the martial arts school, I want to intervene in this matter, so please don't stop me."

Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather turned his head, and then looked directly at Wei Ziheng.

"What can you do by meddling? It's just one more person blocking it, you go, we old bones can still stop it."

Wei Ziheng knew that he had good intentions, and he didn't want to get himself covered in the fishy smell, but he had to.

She smiled wryly to herself, it seemed that unless the matter was resolved, she would not be able to ask Zhao Yuaner to take care of Yao Shiyu.

"One more person is better than one less, isn't it? Master Zhao, I stayed voluntarily and don't worry about me."

Wei Ziheng turned his head and sent a message to Ah Falcon, asking him to check the affairs of the Hongyun Martial Arts Hall to see if there were any other breakthroughs.

【you want? 】

Wei Ziheng almost vomited blood after reading it, but he bought it after checking why, and went out to call Ah Falcon.

"Does Hongyun Martial Arts have any weaknesses?"

The other side was silent for a while and said, "It's everywhere."

"The Hongyun Martial Arts Museum bought a place before, and tried to get them to return the land."

"This may require you to figure out a way by yourself."

"What?" Wei Ziheng didn't know why.

"I'm only responsible for your safety."

The implication is that apart from your safety, I am not responsible for the rest of the orders, Wei Ziheng wanted to hang up the phone speechlessly.

"Pan Wenhai has no other problems, I will solve them for you."

Wei Ziheng hurriedly asked: "How to solve it."

"You won't see him again."

After finishing speaking, Ah Sun hung up the phone, Wei Ziheng stared at the phone in a daze for a long time, and choked out a sentence: "How do I think he looks more like the young master of the Chen family."

Wei Ziheng helped Zhao Yuan'er sort out the things in the martial arts gym, but thinking that Yao Shiyu had no one to take care of her, when she was about to go there, a group of people came outside the door, and they met Wei Ziheng directly.

Presumably it should be someone from the Hongyun Martial Art Museum.

As soon as Zhao Yuan'er saw these people, she said angrily: "Didn't you smash enough yesterday? What are you doing today?"

The leader of Hongyun Martial Arts is a man in his 30s, with five big and three thick, the flesh on his face trembling with his steps.

"What you said is interesting. Do we need to make an appointment when we come to our site?"

Wei Ziheng pulled Zhao Yuan'er behind him and said: "It's not wrong that this is your stuff now, but the things in this room are not yours. Don't you have to pay for it if you smash it?"

What Wei Ziheng said made sense, they just bought the land and the house, and the things inside still belonged to the Zhao family.

"The house is already ours. If you don't move it out, of course we will come to help."

After speaking, he approached a few steps closer. Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather heard the noise and came out from the inside. Seeing the people from Hongyun Martial Arts coming again, he became angry and wanted to rush up and start fighting.

But the uncles and uncles around him held him back. After all, they didn't take advantage of it now. The house already belonged to others, and they still stayed here and refused to leave.

The fight was still at one breath, Mr. Zhao and Hongyun Martial Arts had been fighting for a lifetime, and the business was getting worse and worse. In the end, the ancestral house was bought by Hongyun Martial Arts.

I can't let go of this tone in my heart, I want him to move away from here, and I can't do it without running over him.

"Who said we're going to leave here, we won't move." Wei Ziheng said something later, with a sense of leisure.

"If you don't move, don't blame us for being rude." The burly man had already snapped his fingers, and the people behind all looked at Wei Ziheng and the others with vicious expressions.

"Don't worry, I'll do the math for you first."

Wei Ziheng stood between the two parties, and then began to settle accounts slowly.

"You spent 200 million to buy the land and the house, right?"

"Yes."

"Then they smashed the Zhao family's belongings. How much should these be converted into, Yuan'er." Wei Ziheng called Yuan'er, and Zhao Yuan'er was a little dazed. Seeing Wei Ziheng winking at her, she regained her strength.

"There are quite a few antiques in there, at least 1000 million."

Wei Ziheng gave Zhao Yuan'er a dry and beautiful look, but the little girl was still tactful, if he asked him for [-] million first.

"You fart, what kind of antiques does your Zhao family have? You are too poor to use toilet paper, don't pack garlic for me here." Of course, the people in Hongyun Martial Arts would not believe it, and they became angry all of a sudden.