After divorce, the useless husband withdrew 10 billion yuan

Chapter 20: Ninth Stage God of War

"audacious in the extreme!"

When Wan Changqing of the Wan family received a call from Wan Hua, he was immediately furious and slapped the table hard, making a loud bang.

Wan Zhenshan and Luo Hongxia nearby were both startled.

"He's a son-in-law. I didn't settle accounts with him, but he still dared to come and provoke me. His life is really coming to an end."

Why mess with Wan Changqing, the king of the three armies, when there are so many people to mess with? It's like offending someone else.

"Third brother, is Xiaohua in his hands? Xiaohua was beaten by him last time. You must save Xiaohua!" Luo Hongxia looked at Wan Changqing nervously.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. I'll make that kid disappear from Yuncheng today!"

Wan Changqing's face was violent, and he shouted to the outside of the door: "Let Zhang Mang in!"

"Yes!"

Not long after, a tall, burly man about 1.9 meters tall entered the living room.

It was Zhang Mang, the most valiant and capable general under Wan Changqing.

Zhang Mang is known as the Ninth-Level God of War in the border areas, which symbolizes the peak of his martial arts!

Those whose borderland military strength is below the third level are just ordinary people. Those whose military strength is above the sixth level will be named gods of war. Such people can fight against a hundred enemies alone and be the bravest among the three armies.

And those who reach the ninth level are the top gods of war!

It can be said that at least five percent of Wan Changqing's current status was achieved with the help of Zhang Mang.

Asking Zhang Mang to deal with a son-in-law and a villain is a bit like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

However, Wan Changqing has been angered by Su Ming, and he must give an explanation to his elder brother and sister-in-law today. This can also be regarded as his first gift to the Wan family in more than ten years!

Wan Changqing said to Zhang Mang, "Take your men and go to the International Hotel to take care of this kid."

Then Wan Changqing told Zhang Mang the address and room number.

Zhang Mang grinned cruelly. "A common man doesn't need to make such a big fuss. I'll just take two people with me. I'll be back soon!"

After saying that, Zhang Mang turned around domineeringly and took his men away.

With his abilities, he doesn't even need to bring anyone with him!

As for why I brought two people, it was because I didn’t want to do it myself and dirty my hands.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Mang arrived at the International Hotel and found the door to the private room according to the room number. But when he looked up, he saw Ye Tang guarding the door like a door god.

Zhang Mang glanced at Ye Tang, ignored him, and prepared to lead his men directly into the room.

But Ye Tang raised his hand to stop them. He glanced at the three of them expressionlessly and said indifferently, "There are people inside. No outsiders are allowed to enter."

"Knock him down and let him get to know me!"

Zhang Mang was also very straightforward and spoke directly to the two subordinates next to him.

The two men raised their fists on the spot and slammed them towards Ye Tang's head like cannonballs.

As a ruthless man from the border area, his attack was a killing move, and his strength was so great that his fist even caused an explosion sound in the air.

bang bang...

Two explosions rang out, and the two men vomited blood, flew out, and hit the wall behind them, instantly fainting. Zhang Mang was stunned, and took two steps back in shock, staring at Ye Tang in amazement. He didn't even see how Ye Tang made his move.

How can this be?

He is a ninth-level war god, at least at the peak of martial arts in the border area. How could there be a way of attack that he couldn't see clearly?

So, how strong is this guy?

"You, who are you?"

Zhang Mang's face turned pale in an instant.

Where are ordinary people here?

"I said, no entering!"

Ye Tang spoke coldly again, but did not attack Zhang Mang.

He could see that Zhang Mang was also from the border area, so he had to show some mercy to these people, otherwise the two people would not only be unconscious, but would be dead!

"You, you're courting death. You still dare to act so presumptuously in front of me, Zhang Mang!"

Although Zhang Mang was shocked, he couldn't help it. He jumped up and kicked Ye Tang's head in the air.

Ye Tang took a look and said coldly: "You are seeking death yourself, so you can't blame me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Tang raised his hand like thunderbolt, grabbed Zhang Mang's leg with one hand, pulled him directly from the air, and then punched Zhang Mang hard on the chest.

boom!

It was as if a bomb exploded in his chest. Zhang Mang felt that his internal organs were about to burst. Blood spurted out of his mouth in an instant, his mind went blank, and he fell heavily to the ground.

His eyes were empty: "I, I am the ninth level war god..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Mang fainted completely.

"Ninth level?"

Ye Tang curled his lips. What do you mean by "eight or nine"?

Doesn't this idiot know that the true God of War is the Supreme?

Above the ninth level, there is the Supreme!

Among them, the eight Azure Dragon Gods of War in Jiuzhou, each one of them is not at the Twelve Stages of Supreme Realm!

A mere ninth level, no different from an ant.

"Waiter, take them to the hospital!"

Ye Tang shouted towards the end of the corridor.

However, Zhang Mang was taken to the hospital without even seeing Su Ming's appearance.

In the private room, Wanhua only heard a few loud bangs outside, and then there was complete silence. As for what happened, he had no idea.

He only knew that his third uncle's men had not arrived yet!

After waiting for over an hour, no one showed up. Could it be that Uncle San was not going to save him?

Wan Hua became more and more anxious as he waited, and couldn't help but take out his cell phone to call Wan Changqing again.

But now Wan Changqing was on his way to the hospital and didn't see Wan Hua's call at all.

"Sorry, no one is answering the call you dialed!"

All I could think of during the call was the cold reminder tone.

At this moment, Wanhua's heart sank to the bottom.

He couldn't help but turn his head stiffly and numbly to look at Su Ming.

Su Ming was sitting on a chair nearby, leisurely picking at his nails with a shard of glass. He slowly raised his head, looked at Wan Hua, and asked, "How long will it take? Is anyone answering your call? Can you tell me how to compensate me?"

"My, my third uncle is back!"

The terrified Wan Hua was sweating profusely and stood up in a hurry. He couldn't hold it in any longer and pointed at Su Ming and said sternly, "My third uncle Wan Changqing is the commander of the border area and has over 300,000 men under his command. His return to the Wan family this time will shake the entire Yuncheng. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, you will die a miserable death!"

"So this is your confidence."

Su Ming raised the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.

"So the two calls you just made were to Wan Changqing, right? Then why hasn't he sent someone to rescue you?" Su Ming asked with a sneer.

"I, I don't know..."

Wanhua's eyes moved rapidly, his face filled with shock.

He didn't know what was going on. Wan Changqing had clearly said that from now on no one in Yuncheng would dare to touch the Wan family!

Why is it that after more than an hour of these two phone calls, no one has come forward?

Could it be that Third Uncle was fooling him?

"Let me tell you, his men have been beaten back. The noises you just heard were the sounds of the people he sent falling down. He must have rushed to the hospital in a hurry. What else can he do to save you?" Su Ming smiled.