My daughter took the calamity for me, and after my rebirth I went crazy killing people

"I've said before, my rule is that anyone who insults my senior brother must be killed!"

At this time, Chu Zhatian said something "at the right time", which was equivalent to returning to the question that Mo Yueyue had asked before about how to deal with Zhang Wenhao.

"I understand, Senior Chu!"

"What a coincidence, isn't it? My Mo Yu Sect also has rules. Anyone who slanders our Master will be killed!"

Mo Yueyue nodded, looking at his disciple, the murderous intent had already become reality.

Once upon a time, he was quite nice to his disciple Zhang Wenhao.

Otherwise, he would not have come to Qingliu City with the other party and accepted the invitation to visit Zhang's house.

After all, as the richest man in Qingliu County, Zhang Qingsong usually takes care of his son.

But now, no matter how much Mo Yueyue values ​​this disciple, he knows that he cannot keep him.

“Master! Please don’t, Master…”

"Disciple knows he was wrong!"

At this moment, Zhang Wenhao knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and begged Mo Yueyue repeatedly!

The next second, he suddenly reacted and kowtowed three times towards Chu Zhetian.

"Senior Chu, please spare my life, please spare my life..."

"Please treat me like a dog and let me go!"

"I am blind. I shouldn't have neglected your senior brother..."

"I am a dog, I am the dog..."

"Senior Chu, please don't bother with a dog like me!"

"Wang Wang Wang..."

Pong!

The dog's barking stopped abruptly.

Mo Yueyue just slapped Zhang Wenhao on the top of his head.

The other person's eyes widened, his skull was shattered, and his brain tissue was shaken into mud.

"Master Zhang, your son has committed a heinous crime and dared to slander our master. I will clean up the mess for you. Do you have any objection?"

After Mo Yueyue killed the disciple with his palm, he asked Zhang Qingsong in a cold voice.

"no!"

"It's my fault for not disciplining my children properly!"

Zhang Qingsong, the patriarch of the Zhang family, shook his head and lowered his eyes.

Trying hard to conceal the grief and resentment in your heart.

A heinous crime?

My son just humiliated Chu Zhatian’s senior brother. He shouldn’t be guilty of a capital crime, right?

Is it a heinous crime?

But he felt this in his heart but dared not say it out loud.

At this moment, he just felt that what he had just said to Chu Zhatian about the rules of the Zhang Mansion was so ridiculous.

How can a weak person talk about rules with a strong person?

And he, who had always protected Zhang Wenhao from beginning to end, was also silent.

Valuing the second son does not mean that he values ​​him more than his own life, or even the entire Zhang family's foundation.

As smart as he is, he knew that he would definitely not be able to save his second son today.

I would be very lucky if I could avoid bringing trouble to myself or even the entire Zhang family.

Zhang Wenxuan looked at the body of his so-called second brother with no expression on his face.

Since people are already dead, there is no way to feel happy about it.

But to talk about grief or even sympathy is nonsense!

He would never forget the various oppressions inflicted on him by the other party, who took advantage of his father's favor.

The eldest son, Zhang Wenwu, and the second son, Zhang Wenhao, were both born to his father's wife, while he, Zhang Wenxuan, was born to a concubine.

Although they are called brothers, they have been opponents since childhood!

Almost no brotherhood.

Zhang Wenxuan was young and was bullied to the extreme.

Even his mother died of depression due to years of oppression from the eldest wife and his two sons.

So it was good enough that Zhang Wenxuan did not applaud or cheer for Zhang Wenhao's death!

"Master Chu, Wen Hao has been executed. Are you... satisfied?"

The next second, the Zhang family patriarch looked at his second son who died with his eyes open and asked in a sad voice.

I thought Chu Zhetian would nod.

However, as soon as these words came out, Chu Zhaitian shook his head and said, "It's not enough!"

"What! Not enough?"

"You...what else do you want? Are you going to take my life too?"

Zhang Qingsong was stunned for a moment and asked in doubt.

"In order to protect your son, you actually turned black into white, saying that your Zhang family's rules are to treat stupid people like dogs.

If you were not my brother's father, do you think you could still survive?"

Chu Zhaitian said in a grim tone.

Hearing this, Zhang Qingsong shuddered and looked at his fourth son, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

Wiping off a cold sweat, he quickly said:

"Yes Yes……"

"Then I will still do as I said before and give out tens of millions of silver notes and millions of spirit stones as compensation! What do you think?"

Chu Zhaitian shook his head: "Not enough!"

"This...this is not enough?"

A hint of anger flashed through Zhang Qingsong's heart, but he didn't dare to show it.

The next second, he gritted his teeth and said, "Double!"

"ten times!"

Chu Zhatian spoke, his tone was cold and hard, with a hint of unquestionable taste.

"What! Ten times! That means 100 million silver notes and 10 million spirit stones?"

Zhang Qingsong asked in shock, his face turning red.

It is difficult to conceal the anger in my heart.

"What? Can't take it out?"

"I won't kill you for my second brother's sake, but that doesn't mean I won't do anything else!"

Chu Zhatian threatened unceremoniously.

"Wenxuan..."

At this time, Zhang Qingsong looked at his second son, hoping that he could help persuade him.

But Zhang Wenxuan turned his face away and said with a self-deprecating tone: "Dad, I'm just a pile of mud that can't be helped, I can't help you with anything.

It was me who brought Senior Brother Da Lei home, and that’s why he was insulted. I feel so ashamed of myself towards my fellow senior brothers. Please forgive me for not being able to speak up!”

Thinking of his father's past favoritism, his dislike for him, and especially his harsh treatment of his mother, how could Zhang Wenxuan not be filled with resentment?

Junior Brother Chu did not harm my father's life for my sake, which was already enough to give me face.

Otherwise, with Junior Brother Chu's style, if the eldest brother is treated like a dog, he might be so angry that he would massacre the Zhang family.

Zhang Wenxuan still remembers vividly the tragic situation of Tiandao Sect.

Plead for my father, or even negotiate with Junior Brother Chu?

Why?

Ha ha!

Old man, old man, am I not a waste in your heart?

Didn’t you always say that you would give me a sum of money in the future, let me be a good-for-nothing playboy, and the Zhang family’s assets would have nothing to do with me in the future, so that I wouldn’t squander them all?

Since the family business has nothing to do with me, what does it have to do with me how much compensation is paid to Junior Brother Chu?

If you pay more, maybe you can get some benefit from it.

"Wenxuan, you..."

"you!"

When Zhang Qingsong saw his fourth son's behavior, he was so angry that he trembled all over.

The next second, he sighed and said, "Master Chu, it's not that I don't want to, but I can take out 100 million silver notes, but I don't have that much as 10 million spirit stones!"

Spirit stones and silver notes are both hard currency in the Da Cang Dynasty.

However, things like spirit stones are mostly circulated among cultivators.

After all, it contains spiritual energy and can be used for cultivation!

The Zhang family is not a cultivation force. Although they have a lot of spirit stones, they really cannot take out 10 million spirit stones.

"That's 150 million silver notes, plus 5 million spirit stones!"

"If you still can't come up with this, I'll give you another choice!"

"Give up the position of Patriarch immediately and give it to my Second Senior Brother."

"If the Zhang family belongs to my second senior brother, I don't need a cent!"

Chu Zhatian said, "Let's settle for the next best thing."

Hearing this, Zhang Qingsong raised his eyelids.

Finally, he endured the pain and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, 150 million silver notes, plus 5 million spirit stones. Give me two days, and I... will prepare it as soon as possible!"