I asked you to practice martial arts, but I didn’t ask you to kill gods!

Sai Chunhua smiled.

"It's not because of status that we don't like him. If that bitch comes into our house, his status will be elevated."

"Although we are cousins, we are not close by blood, but they are close. I asked around, that bitch is helpless, let's let him recognize his ancestors and return to the clan, and arrange a good marriage for him, so that he can enjoy glory and wealth for the rest of his life. Why shouldn't he? agree?

This is a good thing that many people can't find even with lanterns. I don't know how many people are trying to climb up. "

"You are his grandfather. Can't you, my grandfather, be the master of a bitch like him? How dare he resist? If this really happens, how can the deputy captain of my family become a full-time officer?"

"That's a good idea. Call us back after the banquet." Wei Dabao said firmly.

Sai Chunhua wanted to say something else, but there was a voice outside the door.

"Dad, the banquet is about to start. Hurry up. I looked at the gift list. We are going to give it out this time."

"understood."

Wei Dabao stood up and walked to the door...

When Chen Feng was bored.

As the birthday boy, Wei Dabao arrived at the scene surrounded by his family.

Chen Feng took a quick look.

This 'grandpa' looks about fifty years old.

But who knew that he was a 65-year-old old man of the second rank of Qianjun.

His wife, Sai Chunhua, is a middle-aged and elegant woman, and her charm is still there. She stands next to him with a look of pride on her face.

Everyone in the safe zone said she was virtuous.

But who knew that she was a vicious and cunning woman through and through.

Among the information found, his mother left the safe zone and was even driven out of the house and hunted down. This person played a major role.

The eldest son Wei Jianhao on the right has the strength of the seventh level of Lingwu. His spiritual power explodes 1.9 times, which is comparable to the genius level Lingwu.

On the left is the youngest son Wei Jianchong, with a fifth-level spiritual power, a 0.3 times burst of spiritual power, and a blood cow, but he is very scheming.

There are a lot of remaining daughters, sons-in-law, grandchildren, and granddaughters.

The whole family gathered together, like a bunch of grapes, and it looked quite harmonious and beautiful.

Wei Dabao clasped his fists and thanked him loudly.

"Thank you all for coming to support me despite your busy schedule. I am so ashamed that this old guy can be remembered by so many people."

"Captain Wei, you're welcome."

Everyone promised to be polite.

"Seniors, please don't be formal. Please take your seats. The birthday celebrations will begin immediately. This will save everyone the time of drinking. This time, everyone must taste the dishes. My dad paid a high price for the chef." Wei Jianhao clasped his fists and bowed.

"Young Master Wei, you're welcome."

His behavior is well-founded and has the style of an eldest son.

The guest came up and handed the gift box to the butler next to him.

The butler took the gift and opened it on the spot, singing loudly: "The Golden Deer Hunting Group presents a set of A-level battle armor and two S-level beast cores."

"The 'Golden Deer Hunting Group' wishes Mr. Wei a happy future and a happy future every year."

"Thank you for the congratulatory gift from the Golden Deer Hunting Group. I would like to send my greetings to your group leader. Please take a seat."

No. 1 left, and the second gift came. The butler once again sang the promise: "Xiangfeng Hunting Group, I will give you two SSS-level beast cores and five S-level beast cores."

"Mr. Wei, we are all juniors. It is our honor to attend your birthday banquet. On behalf of the 'Xiangfeng Hunting Group', I wish you a long-lasting martial arts!"

"Thank you for the auspicious gift, please take a seat."

"The Qiang Sheng Hunting Group presents you with an S-class weapon. I wish you blessings like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains."

"The Rising Sun Hunting Group sends you a Yangding flower and wishes you a prosperous martial arts fortune!~"

"..."

Wei Dabao was very satisfied when he heard the congratulatory gifts.

A rough estimate is that the value of the gifts given at this birthday banquet exceeds [-] billion.

"Thank you everyone, thank you everyone!~"

Whenever a guest comes, Wei Jianhao is busy greeting them.

This made Wei Jian, the second child, roll his eyes at the couple.

Chen Feng walked over.

When everyone saw a young and unfamiliar face, they immediately started searching, but they couldn't find the corresponding force for a long time.

Wei Dabao frowned slightly when he saw Chen Feng, because he felt that the young man looked familiar.

Chen Feng presented the gift and glanced at Wei Dabao and others without saying a word.

The butler opened the gift box and immediately sang: "Chen Feng, send...send...Master, this..."

"Everyone is a guest, just say it loudly."

The housekeeper had no choice but to sing loudly: "One urn, one couplet..."

Quiet.

Deadly still.

Whispers followed.

"Are you too brave? Giving an urn to the birthday banquet is clearly causing trouble."

"I probably want to plant a flag in the safe zone, and let a second-grade Lingwu Qingtouqing come and take the front line. Once this kid is slaughtered, they will have a reason to start a war. It's a good plan."

"Planting a flag here will make their family seek death. Could it be that their backers are stronger than the Liao family?"

"Don't talk, just watch."

"..."

Wei Jianhao shouted angrily.

"Where did this bastard come from? Come here, drag it out, beat it to death and feed it to the dogs."

Wei Dabao steadily stopped the person who made any move and looked at Chen Feng intently.

"Butler, open the couplet."

"Master, this..."

"Open."

The housekeeper had no choice but to spread the couplet.

Everyone stared.

First couplet: A person has no money, no rights, his parents are dead, and he is pitiful.

Second line: There are a hundred people, a hundred boxes, a white cloth cover, and the dishes are served.

The atmosphere at the scene also became weird at this moment.

Wei Dabao looked at Chen Feng with anger in his eyes.

"My little friend, I don't know which faction you are from. I have never met you, and I don't know the Chen family. What do you mean by giving me the urn and the couplet at the old man's birthday party? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of here?"

"Captain Wei is a noble man. It's normal if he doesn't remember me. I don't mean anything else. As the saying goes: I've given you a gift and it's time to return the gift. If your food doesn't taste good, I won't mess with it."

"How presumptuous!" Wei Jianhao jumped out: "You little bastard, you dare to ask for a gift in return, do you want a coffin in return?"

"Where did the mad dog come from? Kneel down now and come from Juexinmai. We can still spare your family." Wei Jianchong shouted angrily.

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "This is boring. There is no one who only accepts gifts without returning them. Could it be that the Wei family, which has a big business, wants to have sex for free? Is it because the number of gifts I gave is not enough, or do I want to change it to a different style?"

"you wanna die!"

Wei Jianhao rushed out.

The long sword approached Chen Feng with twenty thousand spiritual power.

Chen Feng clamped the blade of the sword between his two fingers, folded it gently, and the sword broke. He put his foot in his chest and kicked the man back.

The latter spit out blood, dyeing the red carpet under his feet even redder.

Duo! ~

The broken sword blade rubbed Wei Jianhao's ear and was inserted into the ground.

Wei Jianchong, who wanted to take action later, was fooled when he saw this posture.

As soon as the expert comes out, you will know if there is one.

The guests who were ready to show off just now stopped.

Although Wei Jianhao's spirit is still a little bit behind the genius-level spirit, it is almost there. But if he attacks with all his strength and can't get away with one move, he is suppressed by others. What kind of talent does he need to make trouble? He is only at the second level of Lingwu.

If such a family is such a proud son of heaven, then it must be carefully considered.

"who are you?"

Wei Dabao's eyes flashed with murderous intent.