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

The gunshots stopped and the gunmen were all dead.

The whole place was silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Feng Chengcheng and Ma Guoping could hardly believe their eyes. A second ago, they were in the midst of a hail of bullets, suppressed by the enemy's firepower, and they didn't dare to even stick their heads out.

But the next second, the charging enemies all fell silent and were killed.

"Is this the strength of a martial arts master? Isn't it too terrifying?"

"No, this is the strength of a grandmaster."

"Grandmaster... is indeed so terrifying!"

Compared to the shock of Feng Chengcheng and Ma Guoping, Tang Zaitian was almost furious.

He stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, feeling as if his chest was about to split open.

There are more than one hundred fully armed men, including experienced and specially trained gunners, whose combat capability is comparable to that of a reinforced platoon.

Even a martial arts master would retreat if faced with such a lineup.

What's more, these people were sent to the Middle East by Tang Zaitian for training, and he occasionally sent people back to the country to deal with some difficult problems.

In recent years, almost all the heads of families and companies that have been in competition with Tang Zaitian have disappeared mysteriously or died an unexpected death.

The Tang family’s rapid rise is inseparable from this group of people.

However, this mysterious force that was so brave and good at fighting and helped Tang Zaitian solve countless troubles was killed in seconds by Lu Ping with just one sword.

"You bastard, even if you have the strength of an eighth-grade grandmaster, you can't even think about leaving the Tang family tonight."

"Dad, don't waste your time talking to this bastard. Ask Elder Guo and Master Ku Mu to suppress him."

Tang Dalong slowly came back to his senses from his shock.

They never expected that their proud army of a hundred men would be defeated by Lu Ping so quickly?

But this is not the Tang family's foundation. These hundred people are just pawns and will die if they die.

The real trump card is yet to come.

"In that case, I don't have to hide it anymore."

Tang Zaitian immediately adopted Tang Dalong's opinion.

With a wave of his hand, he looked like he was ready to fight to the death.

"Mr. Guo, Master Ku Mu, please come and help me!"

As Tang Zaitian finished speaking, Mr. Guo and Zen Master Kumu slowly walked out from behind the mourning hall.

Mr. Guo laughed and said:

"Tang Zaitian, you are really good at hiding things. I have been in the Tang family for so many years, but I never thought that you are a seventh-grade master."

"Master Tang, your firepower was so strong just now, that bastard must have been beaten into a sieve by you, right?"

As they were talking, a scene in the mourning hall made them shut up and their laughter stopped abruptly.

The two men's eyes widened, their faces filled with horror.

"This, how is this possible?"

"No! That's absolutely impossible. I must be dazzled."

Mr. Guo and Zen Master Ku Mu rubbed their eyes.

Looking closely, I saw corpses all over the mourning hall and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Lu Ping, Ma Guoping and Feng Chengcheng stood where they were, unharmed.

Mr. Guo asked sternly:

"Tang Zaitian, what on earth is going on?"

"He is an eighth-rank grandmaster, and all my men have been killed by him."

Tang Zaitian's face was gloomy and he said unwillingly.

The situation was originally sure to win, but who would have thought that Lu Ping was not only immune to bullets, but could also kill more than a hundred gunmen with his backhand.

You know, even a martial arts master would be shot into a sieve under the fire suppression just now, but Lu Ping was unharmed.

"Master Tang, my injuries have not yet healed. I am not suitable for high-intensity combat. Bye."

As he spoke, Zen Master Ku Mu threw out a handful of talisman paper.

Bang bang bang!

All the talisman papers spontaneously combusted without fire, and instantly transformed into countless evil spirits, attacking everyone in the audience.

"Master Ku Mu, no!..."

Tang Zaitian already knew what Master Ku Mu wanted to do, and wanted to step forward to persuade him to stay, but the other party dodged and ran away, not giving him a chance to speak.

"Huh, you want to escape? Who gave you the courage?"

Lu Ping snorted coldly, snapped his fingers, and a small spiritual sword shot straight towards the figure of the dead tree.

"Ah...you bastard..."

As the small sword was annihilated in the evil spirit, suddenly, the heart-wrenching curse of the dead tree was heard.

Then, with a bang, his body fell out of the black mist and landed heavily on the ground.

"You bastard, we have no hatred in the past and no grudges in the present, why do you always want to make things difficult for me?"

"Noisy!"

Lu Ping snapped his fingers again, and a violent sword energy shot towards the dead tree.

The dead tree was so frightened that it stepped back repeatedly and desperately asked for help.

"Master Tang, Master Guo, come and save me!"

"How dare you! Even if you are a Grandmaster today, we three will kill you together."

Mr. Guo shouted angrily and took action immediately.

Five years ago, when he broke through to the Grandmaster level, he owed Tang Zaitian a favor.

The two agreed to protect the Tang family for the rest of their lives and to use their full strength once.

If it weren't for this reason, he would have left the Tang family long ago and would never have risked his life to become an enemy of an eighth-grade grandmaster.

Seeing Mr. Guo take action, Tang Zai Tian became more confident and immediately swung his fist to meet the attack, joining forces with Mr. Guo to kill the spiritual flying sword.

Kurumu immediately saw hope of survival. A golden light burst out from his dark eyes, and he jumped up immediately.

"Hahaha, our three great masters will join forces to kill this thief."

Clang!

The flying sword collided with the fists of the three men, and there was a sound of clashing swords.

The violent energy formed a terrifying energy wave like a nuclear bomb explosion, sweeping around.

Da da da!

The three of them were directly blown away dozens of meters by this energy, but Lu Ping stood there without moving.

"A group of ants trying to stop a chariot with their bare hands is simply courting death."

Lu Ping was filled with murderous intent, and seemed determined to kill all three of them.

Tang Zaitian, Mr. Guo and Zen Master Kumu fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood and breathing weakly.

Ku Mu held his aching chest and his dark eyes rolled around twice.

Suddenly, he jumped up, smashed his head through the window, and fled out of the Tang family manor at a high speed.

Seeing this scene, Tang cursed at the weather.

"Ku Mu, why the hell are you running? Get back here now."

Zen Master Ku Mu disappeared into the night without looking back, as if he had greased his feet.

When Mr. Guo, who was standing by, saw the dead tree running away, he also felt like retreating.

He promised Tang Zaitian that he would do his best for the Tang family, but that didn't mean he would risk his own life.

So, he made a bold decision.

"Senior Lu, although I am a servant of the Tang family, there is no hatred between you and me. I am willing to be your most loyal servant and serve you forever."

Mr. Guo, who used to be so high and mighty, now bowed to Lu Ping, clasped his fists, leaned forward, and bent his back to 90 degrees.

Seeing this scene, Tang Zai Tian was struck by lightning, and for a moment he even felt abandoned by everyone.

"Mr. Guo, you promised me that you would go all out for my Tang family once."

"I did promise you, and I tried my best, but I can't beat Senior Lu."

Mr. Guo said helplessly: "Tang Zaitian, a man who knows the current situation is a hero, just accept your fate."

"Accept your fate? My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of God!"

Tang Zaitian is like a mad bull, and his sons are almost all dead. Do you want him to accept his fate?

What kind of fate do you accept?

"Tang Zaitian, do you know why I put aside the responsibility of being a Tang family worshiper and insisted on asking you to use all your strength once?"

"why?"

"None of the things that your Tang family did behind the scenes are something I would approve of. I've told you before that once the truth comes out, not only will I not be able to protect you, but any Dragon countryman with a conscience will not protect you either, so you'd better take care of yourself."

Mr. Guo wanted to persuade Tang Zaitian a few words out of their past friendship, but was interrupted by the other party coldly.

"Mr. Guo, you are a spineless coward. I, Tang Zaitian, am blind."

"You can forgive the sins committed by God, but you can't live if you do the sins yourself."

Mr. Guo sighed, bent his legs, and knelt in front of Lu Ping.

"Senior Lu, please spare my life. I will repay your kindness even if I have to work like a slave for the rest of my life."