The coffin board slowly moved away, and the identity could be roughly seen in its twisted face.

The third generation of the Hua family, the eldest son and the grandson, Hua Zimo! Looking down, his son's knees were broken.

"Zi Mo!"

"You...you!"

When he was old, Hanako Takeshi looked at his son's death with a horrible look, almost flawed.

"You...what do you mean!"

When asked angrily, Jiang Nan never looked at him.

"I'll kill!"

"The next one is you!"

There is no trace of temperature in the words.

Besides, it seems that the Hua family is sentenced to severe punishment! "My son, have you a grudge?"

"Not!"

What Jiang Nan said is not a false example, a little rich second generation from a prefecture-level city in Mingzhu.

Not worthy of it, and has a grudge against the Southern War God.

"Since there is no grievance or grudge, why are you so angry!"

The only baby son died in a bad life. How could Hanako Taken not be excited?

"Zhuo Fan, it's my eldest brother!"

In a word, the Hua family's contemporary talker is unknown.

Finally, "Ding thudding thudding" staggered three steps! "You are just for the sake of being a disabled person! You want to kill my son and be enemies of my entire Hua family?"

Jiang Nan believes that there are enough explanations.

"He broke his arm, you all have to die!"

"Okay, okay!"

After the words are finished, there is no room for room in the context.

Hanako's anger made him laugh and his whole body trembled.

"Today, I'm here! I want to see how your yellow-mouthed child kills me!"

There are many guests here.

In front of everyone, Hana Ziwu is not good, Jiang Nan dares to commit crimes! Snake! Take one step forward, and the Invincible God of War has given the answer.

One step, two steps, each step seems to be stepping on Hanaziwu's heart.

"The Hua family is the first family of lanterns! If I suffer any harm, you and others will not die well!"

Another step! In the face of the threat of life and death, Jiang Nan was not moved at all.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

Hanaziwu's feet were as if he was a thousand gold medals, and the murderous aura of the bloodthirsty lone wolf locked himself tightly.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from the second floor of the banquet hall, from top to bottom.

"Ziwu, you are getting back to life! A mere child from Huangkou, Rongde is also a rash in front of you?"

The old man of the Hua family, Hua Zixu suddenly appeared.

"Father, save me! This son wants to kill me!"

When his son asked for help, Hua Zixu narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly.

"Then you stand up, I want to see who dares to move people in front of me, Hua Zixu!"

It's ridiculous! Hanako's thoughts coincide with her own few seconds ago.

The only difference is that he is not aware that what he is facing is the sweeping sea of ​​corpses and blood! When he stopped, Jiang Nan slowly raised his hand.

A slap, "Pan!"

From the sky, from top to bottom.

Hanazimo's body was trembling slightly, but everyone didn't see clearly.

Blood bleeds in the seven orifices, and Hanaziwu fell to the ground with a bang.

Death! "Little beast, how dare you!"

He was angry in his heart, and Hua Zixu wanted to slap himself in a big mouth.

It was just that he showed off his momentary power and actually ruined his son's life.

Looking further back, my grandson was not human, lying in the coffin.

After being over 80 years old, Hua Zixu is already old.

At that moment, he was shaking, holding a cane and holding the ground.

"Little beast! If you have enough courage, sign up! After you die, I will let your entire clan be buried with you!"

"You seem to have forgotten Zhuo Fan?"

Zhuo Fan?

With his eyes narrowed again, Hua Zixu seemed to be thinking about the name in his mind.

"So you are here for the disabled who broke his hands!"

"His hand was cut off by you!"

The words were plain, but the cold light in his mouth made everyone here shudder.

"In the past, I could cut off his arm! Today, I can also crush your bones and ashes!"

"Brother Yong, kill him for me!"

The old man with a heavy crutch, white clothes and strong clothes, and his hair and beard were all white, turned over and fell from behind Hua Zixu.

Seeing your face clearly, it’s as gloomy as a falcon.

"I still told you who it is, and it made the master so angry!"

"So it's Zhuo Fan's relatives and friends!"

"The same is true, ant! I don't need to do anything! You, let's take your own life!"

In one sentence, Jiang Nan will be punished.

Looking at the entire China, he is the first person.

"You broke my righteous brother's hand?"

The answer is that the bull's head is not right.

Jiang Nan just wants his own answer.

"Hmph, so what?"

"He was just the ninth level of acquired nature, and he was cut off by our Zhenwu Grandmaster.

It's him, the supreme glory!"

Halfway through the words, I smiled fiercely.

"I'm not afraid to tell you! His arm was not something I could cut.

It was shattered by me! This is the power of true martial arts!"

"In my lifetime, I can see such a magical skill like me! Not to mention breaking my arms, it's worth it even if I die!"

For the first time, Jiang Nan smiled at the dying person.

"How do you think so?"

"The weak should do this to the strong!"

In a word, Hua Yong has already given the answer.

This is also the choice Jiang Nan gave him.

"Choose a way to die!"

A hair fell from above the forehead.

Jiang Nan picked up his hands and bent his backhand.

"call out!"

The soft hair is like a steel needle in an instant.

It exceeds the speed of light and penetrates directly into Hua Yong's heart.

It passes through the body, but it is a nano wound.
To be continued...