The visitor was the first so-called friend Qin Jie made after he came to Tianshui City, one of the seven heroes, the abandoned son of the Zhou family, and the plague god Zhou Tingfang.

"It seems that you have taken Bodhi Liquid. You haven't seen each other for a day. Your strange power is so terrifying. Now I'm afraid that Zhang Xiaotian will feel furious even if he stands in front of you. What a freak!" Zhou Tingfang looked up and down at Qin Jie like a ghost, and still muttering.

"Are you going back to the Zhou family and want to stand up for the Zhou family?" Qin Jie glanced at Zhou Tingfang and said lightly.

Zhou Tingfang was stunned, then grinned and said, "Brother Qin, you are right in the first half, but the second half is reversed."

After saying that, Zhou Tingfang turned his head and walked towards the chaotic Zhou family's children, throwing out a golden ink token, which scared all the Zhou family's children's eyes straightened.

"The head of the family! This is the head of the family!" Some of the Zhou family's children were sharp-eyed. After taking a closer look at the ink golden token, they suddenly burst out and exclaimed. The whole crowd suddenly burst into a loud bang, and the eyes looking at Zhou Tingfang were both respectful and awe-inspiring.

The head of the family is the supreme sign of power of the Zhou family. According to the rules set by the ancestors of the Zhou family throughout the years, the head of the family is the unique identity sign of the head of the Zhou family. Those who can hold the head of the family are either the current head of the family or the next head of the family who is unanimously appointed by all senior members of the family. The head of the family has absolute power to seize life and death for the Zhou family's children.

The larger the family, the stricter the management of the children in the clan, especially for a large force like the Zhou family, this is particularly important. Life is from the Zhou family, and death is from the Zhou family. The head of the family can determine the life and death of all of them in one word. Zhou Tingfang is obviously about to have such power.

For such a big man who ascended the throne of the head of the family with one foot, even the rebellious Zhou family's children could only obey. They were strong men trained by the Zhou family, so they naturally knew the terror of the Zhou family. If they disobeyed the head of the family's order, their fate would definitely be more terrifying than death.

Under the intimidation of the head of the family order, the Zhou family's children who were originally hostile to Zhou Tingfang obviously had no intention of any spirit. Wherever Zhou Tingfang passed, the Zhou family's children scattered, and those with weak legs even knelt down on the spot. This is the future head, and it is not embarrassing to kneel down on the future head of the family.

Zhou Tingfang was too lazy to deal with these fools and walked straight towards Zhou Hong. The murderous intent gradually condensed in the steps, and his evil spirit was so strong that it almost became substantial, which was terrifying.

Zhou Hong suddenly panicked and retreated several times and said, "Zhou Tingfang, don't do anything randomly. I've been ordered by the head of the family to invite Qin Jie. If something goes wrong, it depends on how you explain it to the head of the family!"

Zhou Hong's harshness at this time is something that everyone can see. Zhou Tingfang was expelled from the Zhou family, and he took at least half of the credit. Now, this plague god has been invited back by the senior management of the Zhou family, and he has also booked a high position for the future head of the family. In this way, the prospects of him, the steward of the Zhou family, can be imagined.

Before Zhou Tingfang gained power, he quickly retreated and left the Zhou family! This was Zhou Hong’s only idea at the moment, but it was a pity that even this simple and humble idea could no longer be realized. Because Zhou Tingfang drew his sword.

The huge blade as long as seven feet long, the flashing cold light was enough to sting the eyes of everyone present. Zhou Tingfang would only unsheath this knife when the murderous intention was the strongest. Its name is Mo Dao Wushi.

At this moment, Zhou Tingfang's body was rich in evil spirits. Even Qin Jie, who was watching coldly from behind, could not help but narrow his eyes slightly. In this strong and almost substantial evil spirit, Qin Jie clearly felt a trace of bad luck.

I thought this man, who was born with bad luck, should not be able to master bad luck, but now it seems that although he has not yet reached the point of entering the house, he has at least made some achievements and is not simple.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing Zhou Tingfang unsheathed his sword, Zhou Hong's legs fell to the ground, frightened to death, and a stinking smell came to his nose. This old butler of the Zhou family, who was always high, no longer had any image in the past. After all, he was just a slave who was slaughtered.

"Do you know why I came here?" Zhou Tingfang looked at Zhou Hong in a cold manner and said in a teasing tone: "It's the senior executives of the Zhou family in your eyes. They came to me personally. As for their intentions, you are not a stupid person, you should be able to figure it out."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hong's already extremely ugly face turned into a state of disgrace.

As Zhou Tingfang said, he was naturally not a stupid person to be able to ascend to the high position of the Zhou family as a slave in recent years. On the contrary, he was very smart. For this reason, he saw through the intentions of the senior executives of the Zhou family at a glance - they were going to use their own blood to wash away the humiliation of Zhou Tingfang's expulsion from the Zhou family, or there was a deeper meaning. They were paving the way for Zhou Tingfang to ascend to the head of the family. The so-called new official took office and Zhou Tingfang returned to the Zhou family. The first thing was to use his own blood to scare the monkeys!

"I should have thought of it long ago, I should have thought of it long ago..." Zhou Hong murmured to himself with his eyes blank.

In fact, since he received this mission, he had always been puzzled. Although the Zhou family coveted Qin Jie's three elixirs, it was a bit brainless to send hundreds of city-level children to mobilize hundreds of city-level children. Whether it was Qin Jie's own killing, the deaths of Zhou Rui and the other five should have been awakened. To deal with such a person, either directly sending senior figures to capture and kill them in one fell swoop, or temporarily swallowing their anger and eliminating the influence. Distributing hundreds of city-level children like now is undoubtedly the stupidest choice.

However, now I think about it, the one who is really stupid is not the senior management of the Zhou family, but it is Zhou Hong himself. The senior management of the Zhou family has set up a stage to let Zhou Tingfang perform. Today, the Yuelai Inn must have become the focus of the entire Tianshui City. Killing him on such an occasion can not only kill people to establish his authority, but also announce to everyone that Zhou Tingfang will return strongly, or even go further, and can also take the opportunity to bring closer to Qin Jie, killing him with just one stone!

"I figured it out? Then go on the road." Zhou Tingfang glanced at Zhou Hong faintly. There must be something hateful about a poor person. Zhou Hong has no wonder that he has come to this field today, so he naturally won't be ruthless.

Then, the knife fell, and the body and head were different.

Everyone stared at the bloody scene in front of them. Facing Zhou Tingfang's Mo Dao Wuhen, Zhou Hong didn't even react at all, or to be precise, he had no chance to react at all. A senior city-level strong man who had been immersed in martial arts for decades was easily killed.
Chapter completed!