"Yes, foster father." Feng Yang said respectfully, "According to my son's knowledge, You Lan already knew the ident.i.ty of the culprit. It's just that she didn't report it. Furthermore, that person has a deep relations.h.i.+p with Youlan. In order to cover that person, Youlan would rather take over this black pot herself. "

"Then do you know who that person is?"

"Who?"

"Does father remember the real culprit that caused the conflict between Youlan and Junxiong on the night of the death of Junxiong?"

"Qin Wu? It's actually him? Hahaha... "I didn't expect this..." Wan Xiong laughed, his eyes swept across, and stared at You Lan: "You Lan, what else do you have to say? This is what your people around you have said, do you still want to deny it? "

Youlan pursed her lips, her expression extremely unsightly. She had wanted to cover for Qin Wu and protect him, but she had never expected that one of the few people whom she trusted the most would fail in the end.

"Eight things to say!" Feng San let out a furious roar as his body suddenly flew up and pounced towards Feng Yang like an eagle soaring through the sky.

He regretted! He hated it!

So, he wanted to make Feng Yang shut up. He wanted to kill him, kill this slave with three surnames, and take him as a father to a thief.

Unfortunately, he was already old. Feng Yang had long since surpa.s.sed him. Not only had he learnt all of his skills, but his cultivation had also increased. Moreover, his fists were afraid of being weak and strong, but he was also afraid of his elders. If Feng San had the tools in his hands, then he might not have been able to protect himself.

"Uncle Feng!" You Lan cried out in alarm, and quickly went forward to help Feng San, who was severely injured, up, and angrily asked: "Feng Yang, you went over to Wan Xiong, and for the sake of being rich and powerful, you're willing to be a house slave with three surnames, and you're willing to acknowledge a thief as your father to betray me, I can understand that. But why are you so crazy? In any case, Uncle Feng saved your life. Uncle Feng pa.s.sed on all your skills to you and treated you like your own son. And you're still so ruthless towards him?! "

After being questioned by Youlan, Feng Yang did not have the slightest intention of repenting. He indifferently looked at the two people and sneered: "Grat.i.tude? Kin his son? Ever since I became his adopted son, how many things have I done for him? How much effort did I put in for you, You Yun? But? In his eyes, I am the same as him, only a servant, only able to be your dog for the rest of your life! Even when I freely expressed my admiration for you, he would hang me up and beat me to a pulp.

I've had enough! I want power, I want money, I want power! I don't want to be a slave! Even if I am a dog, I am still a mad dog that is above everyone else! You Lan, do you still not understand? In the underworld, if you don't die, then I die. If anyone wants to stop me, I will kill them even if they are my family! These were the rules of the game! So, for my future, what's the big deal if Old dog Feng sacrifices his life? "

"Humph!" I hope that you can still be so stubborn when the time comes! " Feng Yang gave a cold snort and looked at Wan Xiong, "Foster father, Yang'er requests of you to agree to one of my requests."

The more he admired Zhang Junxiong, the more he appreciated the viciousness and ruthlessness of his actions. With him as his adopted son, Qin Wu's character was of no importance to him.

"Thank you, foster father!" Feng Yang was very excited. The wish that he had suppressed for four to five years in his heart had finally made headway today. The woman in front of him was a beauty that he had yearned for day and night.

He looked at Feng San who was lying on the ground, and sighed, "Third brother, third brother, you said that you had left the Cloud Sky Society back then to farm pigs. Why did you have to go back to Tianhai and wade through this muddy water?" It's not like you don't know what will happen if we go against each other … "

"Bah!" Feng San endured the severe pain in his dantian and scolded with a look of disdain: "Old dog Wan, I'm not your brother. Don't pretend to be a good person in front of me. A despicable and shameless person like you is not fit to be Feng San's brother! "

"Mistress?" "Hahaha..." Wan Xiong laughed crazily, "What master, he is nothing but gra.s.s and gra.s.s to Yun Tian, he doesn't know how to appreciate favors, if he offends someone big then he deserves to end up like that! On the other hand, you, the foolish and loyal servant! If you don't do it properly, you must be a dog for a man who has already died seven or eight years ago! "

Saying this, he looked at the furious You Lan and said with disdain, "Now you are working even harder. Even a wet behind the ears little girl can be your master, are you worth it?"

Youlan couldn't bear it any longer. All these years, she had been dreaming about killing Wan Xiong for revenge. Today, she had been forced into a corner and her enemy had appeared in front of her.

"You're not allowed to insult Yun Tian!"

With an angry roar, Faint Blue Luan's slender hand turned and a dagger appeared in her hand. Like a bolt of lightning, the dagger shot towards Wan Xiong's heart.

With the sudden turn of events, Feng Yang didn't have much time to think. He strode forward and stood in front of Wan Xiong with one hand on Youlan's dagger and at the same time smacked Youlan on the stomach with the other.

Youlan's expression did not change. Her wrist suddenly dropped and the dagger quickly turned to stab towards Feng Yang. Whether it was Wan Xiong or Feng Yang, killing either one of them was equivalent to revenge for Youlan. She had profited.

Feng Yang smiled in disdain. He didn't even put You Lan in his eyes. He didn't dodge or evade as he rushed forward to meet her head on.

Rip!

The sound of flesh being split sounded out and a wisp of dark red light sprinkled out.