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After Jiang Wang left, a secret door suddenly slid open in the wall behind Fang Zehou. Fang Heling was bound to a chair and pushed out in an extremely humiliating gesture.

Wangyue Building was originally run by the Fang family, so Fang Pengju chose to murder Jiang Wang here.

Fang Zehou raised his hand and pushed Fang Heling's priest to Fang's family. Only then did the ban on his tongue be released, and at the same time he untied the rope.

But Fang Heling didn't move, his whole body was limp on the chair like a puddle of mud.

It turned out that he had been listening to the conversation in the private room under the surveillance of the priest, but he could neither make a sound nor act.

"As you can see." Fang Zehou said: "He defeated you with real strength, without any tricks. There is a naked gap between you and Jiang Wang that you didn't notice."

Fang Heling didn't speak, but he looked into his father's eyes almost with a hint of pleading - it was saying, please, stop talking!

"As you can see, your father has lost all face because of you." Fang Zehou continued.

Fang Heling's eyes drooped, his divine light lost.

Fang Zehou walked up to him, reached out and pinched his face, making him look at him.

"As you can see, our Fang family has been looked down upon because of you!" Fang Zehou said.

Fang Heling's tears rolled down, he stretched out his hand to stop, and even tried to stuff the tears back, but this resistance was so weak. There was nothing he could do to stop himself from being as weak as a dog.

And Fang Zehou's voice continued: "For you, I suppressed your cousin's resources. For you, I sold a lot of benefits, just to give you a chance to enter the inner gate of the Taoist temple. For you, I can bear any grievances And what about you?! You have become the laughing stock of the entire Fenglin City under the eyes of everyone, and now you are even more self-defeating and useless. You also made me, Fang Zehou, a joke!"

"I don't want to, and I don't want to..." Fang Heling shook his head, muttered, and wept, and finally shouted: "I don't want to do this either!"

"Then prove it to me!" Fang Zehou yelled!

This middle-aged man, this man who has already mastered the power of the Fang family, loosened his grip.

Instead, he held Fang Heling's face with both hands, and said slowly: "Then prove it to me...my son."

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Leaving Moon Tower, Jiang Wang's steps were not heavy.

Frankly speaking, after entering the inner door, he was no longer worried about what the Fang family would do to him. The so-called Fenglin City Fang family, although wealthy and powerful. But compared to the Taoist temple, what is it?

Jiang Wang, as long as he is brave and diligent in his practice, he will have an official position in Zhuangguo sooner or later, and maybe he will also be employed in Xin'an City, the capital of Zhuang. The noble family of the country gentry in Fenglin City doesn't need to be too concerned.

Only today, when Fang Zehou mentioned Jiang An'an, Jiang Wang really got murderous. Even if the Fang family didn't do anything else but instigate some clan children to bully An An in the school, Jiang Wang couldn't bear it.

He could accept some grievances, but An An couldn't. His father had died, his aunt had remarried, and Jiang Anan had only him.

"Are you full... Hey! Still wiping on my clothes!" Jiang Wang reached out and pulled Jiang Anan's little head away.

At that time, she was hugged in her arms and was secretly rubbing her mouth full of oil on Jiang Wang's shoulder.

Jiang An'an blinked her big eyes, her small mouth was already clean, but she pursed up innocently: "You don't even wipe my hands..."

Jiang Wang surrendered all of a sudden, and his voice was very helpless: "Look if there is any clean spot on my body... Feel free."

This is self-defeating.

Jiang An'an was busy wiping her little hands, and suddenly remembered something: "What did you just say?"

"Let me ask you... ah!" Jiang Wang sighed, and said directly: "Cai Ji Mutton Shop?"

"Yeah." Jiang Anan nodded wildly, she stretched out her small hand, held her brother's face, and turned to the left: "Go this way!"

Jiang Wang stepped back in disgust, "I know the way!"

Jiang An'an jumped up for joy, "Drive~!"

Jiang Wang hugged Jiang An'an and turned to the direction of the mutton restaurant.

"By the way, sir asked you to go to the private school tomorrow." Jiang An'an really remembered this time.

Jiang Wang frowned: "Did your husband say anything?"

Xiao An'an thought for a while, buried her head in Jiang Wang's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know."

Jiang Wang was suddenly worried.

...

At the same time, in the City Lord's Mansion, a dialogue that only exists between Dong A and Wei Quji is also in progress.

"...If it's what I think, with this bait, I don't have to worry about them not taking the bait. When those monsters jump out, we will catch the net in one fell swoop and kill them all!" Wei Quji clenched his fist and waved. "That's the whole plan."

"The plan is very strict." Dong A nodded, his expression remained unchanged: "But I don't think it makes much sense."

"Why?"

"Do you think..." Dong Amu looked at him with sarcasm: "Is it necessary for the group who caused the tragedy in Xiaolin Town to appear in Fenglin City?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, and I don't know what is the attraction of the thing you have worked so hard to get. But for such a big event as the Three Cities Discussing the Dao, Fenglin City is heavily guarded, and that thing is really worth their risk. Is it such a big risk? It is impossible for a fool to play us around and sacrifice Xiaolin Town under your noses! Besides, you are not sure if they are bones, are you?"

"That's the only way to try, Dong A! It's been so long since the incident in Xiaolin Town, the government has to explain something!"

"But how sure are you? Do you want to gamble on your confidence with the safety of the people in Fenglin City?"

"Fenglin City belongs to my government, and my government has made up my mind!"

Dong A jumped up and said, "Fenglin City is Zhuangguo's Fenglin City!"

"Dong A, think about it." Wei Quji had no choice but to slow down his attitude a bit: "In Qin State, in Jing State, and even in Yong State next door to us! Can they do such a thing? Sacrifice an entire town! Thousands of people, how many generations of souls that should rest in peace!

The slightest movement of the Qinghe Water Mansion will cause the entire army of Qinghe County to be deployed for defense. A Mind Swallower Demon appeared, and all the Criminal Investigation Departments in Qinghe County swarmed up. The other party knows everything about us, but we don't know anything about them!

Do you still want to see something like this? It's time, we must find out! "

Dong A sat down dejectedly: "Yes, we are all responsible. Those who died in vain, should have you and me in the names of those who died in vain."

His voice was tired: "Just follow your plan, and the monastery will cooperate. If those monsters really reappear, let me see... Is it true that good and evil are rewarded!"

"If those people are really people of the Bone Dao, Ming Zhu should be very important to them. After all, it was taken from there..."

"No matter what, I will fully cooperate with you this time. I hope that this discussion in the three cities will not become a joke in Qinghe County."

"They may come, or they may not. But I can only give it a try." Wei Quji muttered, and then asked: "Is it true that Zhu Weiwo can't come back soon? Nothing will happen. Is something wrong?"

"His battlefield is not here." Dong A turned his head sideways, and seemed to see somewhere far away in the sky through the window, "He is destined to shine in the National Academy of Sciences, and it is a waste to ask for a seat. Three cities discuss the road I hope that Zhang Linchuan can win that spot."

"In this way, there will be two talents from the National Dao Academy in Fenglin City. You have imagined it perfectly."

"I will do my best to guide them. Even if it's me, it's a trivial redemption."

In the dark room, someone sighed.

The seats are empty.

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