Peerless War God in City

Zhao Muxue looked at Tian Xiong and asked softly, "Uncle Tian, what should we do now?"    

"What can we do!"    

When Tian Xiong heard this, his originally good mood suddenly disappeared.    

"I can only do as he says!"    

"Did you know, during this period of silence, I have been investigating him and discovering …"    

Speaking of that, Tian Xiong's face became extremely terrified.    

"I've discovered that Dragon Five, Lee Family, and even Luo Family are all related to him."    

"It's very likely that they all died in his hands!"    

"What!"    

When Zhao Muxue heard this, a trace of astonishment immediately rose on her face.    

"Although I can't be sure, but I have a 90% confidence that he's the one who did it!"    

Tian Xiong said with a serious expression.    

"Therefore, right now, we can only agree to his request and ease the situation. Otherwise, we might become the next Lee Family or even the next one!"    

Tian Xiong planned to show his weakness first and find out about Haotian's background. After everything was investigated, he would then give him a full powered attack.    

As for sparing Haotian …    

That was impossible.    

The enmity of losing one's son was irreconcilable.    

There was no longer any room for peace between him and Haotian. Either you die, or I die!    

Tian Xiong promised.    

The humiliation that Haotian had brought him would be returned a thousand times over!    

It's just that the time has not come …    

It was noon.    

He did not know why, but today's sunlight was a bit hot. It roasted on the ground and gave off a boundless heat, as if it wanted to purge the world of all filth.    

This kind of weather is still rarely seen in Hsingyi.    

Zhao Family!    

Zhao Kuang gathered all his subordinates.    

The villa was there, and inside and out, it was filled with people. Some of them even stood in the empty space outside the villa, stretching thousands of meters …    

They were all wearing black suits and pickaxes.    

When the surrounding people saw this, they immediately retreated far away.    

Even the bravest among them could only watch from afar and guess what was going on.    

"What's going on? Why are so many people gathered outside the Zhao Family?"    

"Who provoked them?"    

"Old Master Zhao Family, are you leaving the mountain?"    

"It seems that the Hsingyi is going to change again!"    

"Strange, why should I say 'again'?"    

Within the residence.    

Zhao Kuang was standing in the middle of the ancestral hall with a body covered in pickaxes.    

In front of him could be seen the coffin of the Golden Silk Sauna Wood.    

Inside the coffin lay the corpse of Zhao Yushan, who died with grievance.    

Zhao Kuang's cloudy eyes were filled with a hint of coldness. He walked forward and placed the three incense sticks in front of his chest. Then, he slowly inserted them in.    

At the same time, the person behind him also fell to one knee with a solemn expression.    

These people's actions were uniform and looked extremely domineering.    

Three seconds later.    

After the ceremony!    

"My son, Yushan died a violent death, and I, Sun Shiren, had my roots cut off. This person humiliated my Zhao Family, are you going to bear with it?"    

Zhao Kuang, with his hands behind his back, turned around and looked at the crowd.    

"I can't bear it!"    

Thousands of people spoke in unison. Their might shook the heavens like raging waves, never ceasing for a long time.    

"Alright!"    

"This old man is making you sound like a young madman. Today, this old man will bring you all to the Esquire House to avenge my son and your Patriarch!"    

Zhao Kuang had a serious expression on his face as he waved his arms.    

Instantly, a great army of thousands of men moved in unison. All of Zhao Family s were fully developed, and rushed towards the Esquire House with tremendous momentum.    

He vowed to uproot, tear apart Haotian's body, and even his Esquire House villa, leaving not even a speck of dust behind!