Rebuilding against the odds, starting from before my wife and daughter jumped off the building

As night falls, the lights are on.

Eight o'clock in the evening, Tang Family Courtyard.

White elegiac couplets were hung all over the eaves, wreaths and chrysanthemums covered the courtyard, and guests came and went in an endless stream.

Tang Dalong and Tang Sihai were dressed in mourning and stood on both sides of the mourning hall with sad expressions, responding to the guests who came to the memorial service one by one.

Jiang Mei sat in a wheelchair, wiping away tears.

In the main hall of the inner courtyard, Tang Zaitian was sitting upright, with two people sitting opposite him.

A man dressed in Tang suit, full of energy and with a strong aura, was none other than the notorious Mr. Guo.

The other man was unkempt and slovenly, with a strong stench of corpse all over his body, and no one could see his face clearly.

However, if Lu Ping was here, he would definitely recognize the other person. This person was the Zen Master Ku Mu who escaped from the Chen family that day.

"Mr. Guo, Master Ku Mu, I'm leaving Tang in the care of the two of you tonight."

"Tang Zaitian, do you know what level of cultivation that bastard has?"

Zen Master Ku Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Tang Zaitian with a smile.

Others don’t know Lu Ping’s cultivation level, but he knows it very well.

Tang Zaitian frowned, "Isn't he a martial arts master? Could it be that two masters joining forces are no match for that bastard?"

Master Ku Mu knew that Tang Zaitian wanted to provoke him, but he had to admit Lu Ping's strength.

"That bastard is not only an expert in medicine, but he is also an eighth-grade grandmaster. I even suspect that he has already touched the threshold of the ninth grade, and it is possible that he has even reached the half-step innate state."

"What, half a step to innateness?"

Hearing this, Mr. Guo stood up from his chair immediately.

His heart was pounding and his face was filled with horror.

Although he had never met Lu Ping, he had heard Tang Zaitian and Ku Mu mention him many times in the past few days.

A young master in his twenties is already rare, and now there is a half-step innate master in his twenties.

Damn, how do we fight this battle?

"I think he hasn't reached the half-step innate level, and it's possible that he hasn't even reached the eighth level. If he really has the strength of a grandmaster, why didn't he leave his name on Xuanjian Mountain? Why is there no news about him in the Dragon Country martial arts world?"

"I think it would be more appropriate to ask Wang Wu this question."

The dead tree said helplessly.

The warriors of Dragon Country all aim to leave their names on Xuanjian Mountain. Their greatest wish in life is to climb Xuanjian Mountain and leave their names there.

This is not only a symbol of strength, but also a supreme honor.

Unfortunately, to this day, there are only a hundred people who can leave their names on Xuanjian Mountain.

"Mr. Guo, Master Ku Mu, should I call President Wang right now?"

Tang Zaitian asked weakly.

Wang Wu is the president of the Jiangbei Martial Arts Association and a genuine seventh-rank master.

He once became famous for fighting against four great masters from a foreign country with a large golden ring knife.

From then on, he was known as Wang Wu the Big Knife.

"You bastards from the Tang family, why don't you come out and die!"

Just as the three were guessing Lu Ping's cultivation level, an extremely arrogant voice exploded above the Tang family.

The sound was like thunder, echoing all around.

Everyone in the Tang Family Manor heard this voice.

Tang Zaitian was startled, stood up suddenly from his chair, and said nervously:

"Master Guo, Master Ku Mu, that bastard is here."

"It doesn't matter!"

Before Mr. Guo could speak, Zen Master Ku Mu spoke first:

"You go out and meet that kid first, Master Guo and I will be here soon."

"it is good!"

……

In the mourning hall.

Everyone was frightened by the sudden voice and looked around. Is there really someone who is not afraid of death and dares to cause trouble at the Tang family?

Are the legends these days true?

Tang Sihai turned his wheelchair and came to Jiang Mei, asking nervously:

"Mom, that bastard is really here, what should we do now?"

"Look at your lack of ability. How can you manage the Tang family in the future?"

Jiang Mei rolled her eyes at Tang Sihai in annoyance.

Now, she has Ye Junlin's support, so she is not afraid even if the sky falls.

However, as soon as she finished her voice, Lu Ping, Ma Guoping and Feng Chengcheng strode in.

"Oh, so many people have come. It seems that the Tang family has a lot of reputation. Where is Tang Zaitian? Why can't we see him? Could he have abandoned his wife and children and fled for his life?"

Lu Ping looked around, his face full of sarcasm.

"But it's true. How could a person who is infertile but has many children and grandchildren die for a bunch of losers like you?"

"Stop spewing shit here, you bastard. Who are you calling infertile?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Zaitian walked out from the back hall with a fierce look on his face, walked quickly to Lu Ping, and said in a cold voice:

"Don't think you can show off in front of the Tang family just because you survive three days. I'm telling you, today I will use your blood to sacrifice to my son's spirit in heaven."

"Are you worthy?"

Lu Ping looked around coldly, staring at everyone present with a joking look, and said loudly:

"I will only give you three minutes to choose whether to stay or leave. After three minutes, anyone who stays in the Tang family will be my enemy, Lu Ping. Enemies will be killed!"

"Who the hell are you? How dare you speak nonsense in the Tang Family Courtyard? If I don't leave, what can you do to me?"

In order to please the Tang family, a middle-aged man with a big belly jumped out and challenged Lu Ping.

However, the next second, his head exploded like a watermelon.

boom!

The white brain matter mixed with the scarlet blood splattered all over the people around.

"Ah...murder, murder!"

"Who is he? How dare he kill someone in public at the Tang family?"

The guests present were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their scalps numbed. They wished they could grow wings and escape from this place of trouble immediately.

Even Ma Guoping and Feng Chengcheng who were standing by did not expect that Lu Ping would be so decisive and ruthless.

Dare to kill someone in front of so many Jiangbei celebrities?

He is so arrogant, I'm afraid even his powerful background can't save his life, right?

However, after thinking about it, they felt relieved.

Lu Ping came here to destroy the Tang family. Killing one person is killing, killing ten people is also killing, killing more or less is the same.

"call!"

Feng Chengcheng gently stroked his towering chest and tried to stay calm.

But the guests around didn't think so. Some of them stood there in a daze, some ran out of the mourning hall in panic, and some took out their cell phones and tremblingly dialed the police line of the patrol bureau.

"Hello, is this the patrol department? Someone has killed someone in the Tang Family Compound."

……

The outskirts of the Tang family compound.

The flashing police lights were extremely dazzling in the dark night.

Wang Wu carried a large golden ring knife on his back, crossed his arms over his chest, and stared at the Tang family's gate.

Next to him was a beautiful and heroic director in military uniform, who was none other than Sun Ruonan.

Behind them were hundreds of fully armed special forces soldiers holding assault rifles.

The commanding heights around were filled with snipers.

"President Wang, you will be responsible for resolving disputes between warriors, and I will be responsible for capturing Tang Zaitian and Jiang Mei."

"Don't worry, Director Sun. As long as Ye Junlin doesn't come, everything will be fine. If he comes, even if we sacrifice the entire Jiangbei Martial Arts Association, we will not be a match for him."

Wang Wu looked worried. In his opinion, whether it was Mr. Guo or Lu Ping, although they were not masters, they did not leave their names on Xuanjian Mountain.

That means they have not yet broken through to the level of the eighth-grade grandmaster.

He can handle it alone.

Ye Junlin is different. He is not only the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, but also broke through to the eighth-grade grandmaster five years ago and left his name on Xuanjian Mountain.

His name will go down in history and be immortal forever.

Now, five years have passed, and it is unknown whether Ye Junlin has broken through to the ninth level of innateness.