“Who is so bold? I dare to touch the people of the Lu family.”
The one who answered the phone was Lu Jian’s grandfather Lu Xiao. Although he was not angry, he still felt a domineering aura.
“It’s the fool who Lu Peng followed.”
Lu Jian talked about the previous situation: “He may be a third-grade warrior, very powerful, we are not opponents.”
“Good grandson, don’t rush, send a position, grandpa will take people over in person, and you will definitely dig him…”
“You can’t explain clearly, I’ll say it myself.”
Luo Xiaohu snatched the phone and said his identity: “The Lu family must give me a satisfactory explanation for this matter.”
“I heard that you are a fool, and it’s really stupid. What do you think you are?”
Lu Xiao mocked her eyes: “Don’t say it’s you, even if Song Tianhong sees me, he must be polite.”
“Since that’s the case, I’m waiting for you here. You bring people here. This matter must be completely settled.”
Luo Xiaohu threw the phone to Lu Jian, took out his phone, and sent a message to Shen Mengxi.
“Tubu, you’re dead. Even if Song Tianhong comes, you can’t save your life.”
Lu Jian hung up the phone and looked at Luo Xiaohu coldly: “If you kneel down and kowtow, I can…ah.”
“Since the Lu family doesn’t let me go, I don’t seem to have a reason to let you go.”
Luo Xiaohu broke Lu Jian’s arm and destroyed another tendon vein: “You will be a useless person for the rest of your life.”
“Waste! You actually destroyed my tendons.”
Lu Jian took a breath, feeling that his body was empty, and the true energy he had worked hard to practice had disappeared.
“You have a little more whisper, I don’t mind killing you now.”
Luo Xiaohu picked up Zeng Yifan’s machete, weighed it a few times, and felt that it was quite suitable: “One knife is enough.”
“Boy, you are so brave, you dare to touch the people of the Lu family.”
A roar sound came from the corner, and then Lu Xiao’s thunderous roar came: “Kneel down for me.”
“What are you? Kneel down for you, are you worthy?”
Luo Xiaohu put the knife around Lu Jian’s neck: “Bring your dog, come all over.”
“Quick! Rush over.”
Lu Xiao poked his head out and kept gesticking: “Wait a minute, kill him by random knives.”
“Brother Hu, you’re having a big time now.”
Looking at the van and Jinbei car that were rushing over, Leng Xinrou kept trembling.
There are more than a dozen vans, more than a dozen Jinbei cars, and at least more than a hundred people.
No need to do it, whether it is a van or a gold cup, you can crush them to death by rushing over.
What’s scary is that in the end, there may be no bones left and no scum can be found.
“They have a lot of people, and I have a lot of people.”
Luo Xiaohu was very calm and kicked Lu Jian away: “A waste, I’ll give it back to you.”
“What does it mean?”
At noon, Leng Xinrou felt a cold air coming from the bottom of her feet, and she leaned against Luo Xiaohu, still trembling.
“You can take advantage of the right thing, you will seize the opportunity.”
Luo Xiaohu was not polite either, and hugged his soft waist: “If I dare to touch the Lu family, I won’t be afraid of him.”
“A convoy is coming again.”
Leng Xinrou leaned against Luo Xiaohu tightly and looked at it. All the cars came were luxury cars, dozens of them.
The rear convoy surrounded the van and Jinbei.
The first one to come down was Xu Xiangyuan, and then Xu Chudong.
This young lady was wearing very cool clothes, with a black bow the size of a palm, just covering it.
The bottom is a small black leather skirt, black stockings and black hatred sky, with a slap of slaughter.
The people who came down were all from the kitchen knife gate, and there were more than a hundred people, most of them were warriors.
No fewer people than Lu Xiao and the others, but their personal combat power is definitely overwhelming.
“Xu Xiangyuan, what do you mean?”
Old Lu Xiao’s face was twisted and glared at Xu Yuanxiang angrily, his face darker than the bottom of the pot.
But Xu Yuanxiang didn’t even look at the people from the Lu family and went straight to Luo Xiaohu.