In front of the Gulat family's chief's house, it was like a hundred schools of thought contending. There were countless factions, and everyone had their own thoughts.
The Gulat family members charged toward Jiang Cheng like mad dogs, while Jiang Cheng stood where he was without a care, waiting for the Gulat family members to arrive.
Just as the Gulat family members were about to touch Jiang Cheng, Grove Thief said, "The only people who can be the chief of the Gulat family are me and this useless man in my hand. If you hurt Brother Jiang Cheng, I guarantee that the Gulat family will be annihilated immediately."
Hearing Grove Thief's firm tone, the Gulat family members stopped their outstretched hands. They looked at Grove Thief with a strange gaze and said, "He's just an outsider. Our family's matters shouldn't be controlled by outsiders."
"Then look at the boxes beside you and see what you look like! The murderer is right in front of you, so how can you do it? And the accomplice is right in front of you, so how can you kill him? Can you kill him? "a 16-year-old boy said calmly, withstanding the pressure.
The members of the Gulat Clan looked at the few huge boxes on the ground, and like mad dogs, they hurriedly opened the boxes. The smell of blood rippled in the air, and badly mutilated corpses lay on the ground.
Instantly, the Gulat family members' tears gushed out of the seven-foot man's eyes like a flood.
Grove Thief looked at the bloody situation, but he was not affected at all. He was like a heartless man watching a stray cat or dog lose its life.
At that moment, Mrs. Harris saw that the Gulat family member was useful to her, so she instigated, "The body of your Gulat family's chief hasn't been found yet, and it's not cold yet. It's not good for you to argue like this."
"Brother Jiang Cheng, can you return Cherv's body to our family?" Grove Thief, who was not interested in the matter, said.
Jiang Cheng had read the letter that Grove Thief's mother left behind. In it, there was a wish that she could be with Cherv's ashes after she died, so he understood why Grove Thief wanted to snatch Grove Thief's body.
"No problem, and I will give you and your family an explanation." Jiang Cheng didn't deny that he was the one who killed Cherkov, and the corpse was in his hands.
"Okay, I believe you," a sixteen-year-old boy said in a firm tone.
At this moment, a member of the Gulat clan, who was standing at the side, said maliciously, "He's the person who killed your father. You're still young, don't trust outsiders so easily."
Mrs. Harris was also stirring up trouble at the side. "Young man, the person who killed your father, how can you trust him so much?"
Burglar Grove dragged Cherv's eldest son, who had fainted, to Mrs. Harris. Burglar Grove stared at Mrs. Harris coldly.
For someone like Mrs. Harris, who was often threatened, when she saw Grove Thief's deep and cold eyes, she actually felt afraid. She was even afraid of this teenager.
Behind him, Jiang Cheng also saw the aura of the Grave Thief, which belonged to the King of the Dark World. However, Jiang Cheng was not surprised that the Grave Thief had this ability. After all, the blood flowing in his body had the power of a King.
"Don't force me to do it a third time, or no one here will dare to collect your corpse." Burglar Grove said word by word. The aura of the King of the Dark World suppressed the aura around him.
Mrs. Harris was so scared that she didn't dare to make a sound. Burglar Grove approached Mrs. Harris just to see who had died. After looking at all the corpses on the ground, Burglar Grove still looked as if it had nothing to do with him.
At this time, after coming out of the grass, Zhao Hai had already explored the surroundings because it was not his turn to join in the conversation. To his surprise, he really found something.
Zhao Hai saw an old lady, who looked more than a hundred years old, walking towards the patriarch's house with at least two groups of people. He hurriedly returned to Jiang Cheng's side and whispered.
After listening to Zhao Hai's statement, Jiang Cheng recalled that the grave thief was searching for the person he was looking for on the ground. He could reasonably guess that the person the grave thief was looking for was this old lady who was rushing over.
Jiang Cheng looked at Grave Stealer, who was still calm at this time. Thinking that this experience had trained him beyond his expectations, the aura of the king of the Dark World in his heart was completely activated.
"The person you're looking for will be here soon," Jiang Cheng said as he looked at the Grave Thief in front of him, who even he had trouble controlling.
It was not because Grave Thief's ability was higher than Jiang Cheng's, but because the anger and resentment in his heart were too deep. The seven deputies could do things recklessly without caring about their own safety, but Jiang Cheng couldn't, because he had a heavy responsibility. No one in the Lung Hing Society wanted anything bad to happen to Jiang Cheng. Therefore, Jiang Cheng had to protect himself instead of recklessly doing things recklessly.
Grave Thief glanced at Jiang Cheng, who could read his mind. He had to admire Jiang Cheng's ability. He also knew that he might have the upper hand in a fight because he was young, but he was no match for Jiang Cheng in terms of stratagem.
"Where is she now? I want to know." At this time, Grave Thief let go of the strong aura of the Dark King, and what followed was the temperament of a child of his age.
Jiang Cheng had seen the rapid change of Grave Thief's temperament, and he was sure that if this young man was not controlled well, he could be a time bomb at any time. Therefore, Jiang Cheng told himself that he had to be careful of this young man in front of him, especially after this storm.
When Jiang Cheng sensed dozens of people coming in his direction with his powerful True Qi, he told Grave Thief that the man was coming now.
After hearing this, Grave Thief looked in the direction he thought the man would come from without a doubt, because he believed that Jiang Cheng had no need to lie to him at this moment, and would use his stratagem to gain his trust.
Just as Jiang Cheng said, when Grave Thief saw the person he was looking forward to appear in front of him, he was very excited, but he still maintained an indifferent expression.
And all of this, and Jiang Cheng could feel it, and he guessed that Grave Thief was very respectful to this old lady, other than his mother.
"Who dares to behave atrociously in my territory?" The old lady, whose hair was white, but her voice was still no weaker than a young man's, got out of the car and said loudly.
At this time, Mrs. Harris also looked in the direction of the old lady, but there was a disdainful look in her eyes.
When the old lady saw the blood flowing like a river on the ground, and saw the elders of her family lying on the ground in a bloody mess, Jiang Cheng felt that the old lady did not feel very sad, but when he saw Cherv's eldest son, who was also his eldest grandson, fainted in the hands of Grave Thief, a strong sense of loss seeped out of his eyes.
"Let your brother go." At this time, when the old lady came out, she did not care about what happened here, and only stared at the seemingly injured eldest grandson.
Grave Thief did not show too much dissatisfaction at the old lady's action, but he still did not want to let go of the person in his hands.
"He is your brother, not an outsider. Young Husband, you have to deal with outsiders, not your own brother." The old lady's love for her grandson continued to challenge Grave Thief's bottom line.
Mrs. Harris, who was under Jiang Cheng's control, seemed to see an opportunity, and wanted to say something. Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng reacted very quickly, and knew what Mrs. Harris wanted to do, so he infused his True Qi into his palm and covered Mrs. Harris's mouth.
Mrs. Harris felt the True Qi from Jiang Cheng's palm hit her mouth, and she wanted to cry out to break free, but unexpectedly, she inhaled the True Qi that Jiang Cheng released, which seriously injured Mrs. Harris's voice.
When Jiang Cheng felt that Mrs. Harris's voice was injured, he mercifully let go of Mrs. Harris's mouth. Otherwise, Jiang Cheng's strong True Qi could easily kill an ordinary person without any protection.
After Jiang Cheng let go of Mrs. Harris, Mrs. Harris still wanted to try to cry out, but unexpectedly, she could not make a sound at all. Then, she turned her head and pointed at her mouth to express her intention to Jiang Cheng.
However, Jiang Cheng, who had been forced, did not care about Mrs. Harris's reaction, and turned his gaze to the old lady. Unexpectedly, when Jiang Cheng was caught off guard, the Gulat family member said, "Old lady, it was him who killed your son, our chief, Cherv." The Gulat family member's loud voice lingered in the old lady's ears.
After hearing this, the old lady looked at the bloody corpse on the ground. After looking for a long time, the old lady did not find Cherv's corpse, so she did not pursue the topic. Instead, she changed the topic back to her grandson.
As for the other people at the side, they were just watching the show.
"Little Griff, let my brother go," the old lady begged again.
Helplessly, Grove Thief threw Cherv's eldest son to the side, and hinted to Jiang Cheng to take the people away.
When Grove Thief let Cherv's eldest son go, the old lady's attitude changed by 180 degrees, and she ordered her men to take everyone in.
Only then did Cherv react, and he said, "Grandma!"
"Lil 'Husband, why are you staying with this enemy who killed your father? Look, they've already killed all the more influential people in our family, yet you're still foolishly helping an outsider kidnap your eldest brother. You're going to destroy our Gulate Family." At this moment, the old granny was using her logic to teach Grave Stealer.
At that moment, Grove Thief only felt that he had been deceived, and the anger in his heart instantly broke his endurance.
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