The Wudang Junior Master

Beijing, Wang’s Company.

Wang Ai was sitting in the magnificent office, listening to his subordinates reporting to him.

"That king is too cautious. Our people have been keeping an eye on him, but haven't found any opportunities..."

"Also, just yesterday, Wang Ye went to the airport to pick up Zhang Wuling. They are now staying in a hotel. We took this opportunity to search Wang Ye's villa again, but still didn't find any clues about Fenghou Qimen..."

Wang Ai listened quietly for a while before saying, "Call everyone back."

"what?"

Wang Bing, who was sitting below playing on his phone, looked up and asked in confusion, "Grandpa, why did you suddenly withdraw the people? Aren't we going to get that Fenghou Qimen?"

Wang Ai said, "Zhang Wuling has gone down the mountain. With him here, it's hopeless for us to get any clues from Wang Ye."

Upon hearing this, Wang Bing curled his lips in dissatisfaction. "Grandpa, why are you all so afraid of that Zhang guy? He's just a little brat. He's just a little bit stronger, a little taller, a little more powerful, and his cultivation is... just a little more powerful. There's no need for our Wang family to be so afraid of him, right?"

"Oh, my silly baby is quite ambitious!" Wang Ai said with a laugh, "But, Zhang Wuling is not someone to be trifled with. If we really get entangled with this brat, it will not be good for our Wang family. Besides, we were just investigated a month ago, so it's better to stay calm now."

Speaking of this, Wang Bing's face turned dark.

A month ago, a group of people broke into the Wang family’s home, claiming to be from Group A, and wanted to investigate the Wang family.

Seeing that this group of people were so arrogant, he got annoyed and said a few words to them.

Who knew that the leader of the group would kick him in the stomach without saying a word, almost kicking out his intestines.

Then, the muzzle of a gun was pressed against his forehead, accompanied by the sound of the safety being released.

If his great-grandfather had not knelt down quickly, the bullet would have pierced his head in the next second.

Thinking of the group of soldiers in special combat uniforms, Wang Bing was angry and afraid. Looking back, the eyes and momentum of these people made them look like a group of murderers.

That doesn't make any sense at all!

Moreover, they did not care about the identity of the Wang family at all. They dared to kill people directly without giving any face.

Recalling the humiliation he had suffered, Wang Bing said, "Grandpa, I don't think we need to be afraid. After all, we haven't done anything. If Zhang Wuling really dares to cause trouble, he's the one we should be afraid of, right?"

Wang Ai was very patient with his treasure and said, "Silly darling, that's true, but it would be best if our Wang family doesn't get involved. Letting others take the lead is the best thing for us."

"The one who sticks out? Who?" Wang Bing asked curiously.

Wang Ai smiled coldly: "I don't know who else is going on, but I know that we are definitely not the only ones eyeing Wang Ye. Just wait and see, the best is yet to come."

Bang!

With a loud bang, the originally closed door of the office was kicked open. At the same time, a person flew in from outside and fell in front of Wang Ai.

Wang Ai took a quick glance, and when he saw the man with blood all over his face, his pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly looked towards the door.

"I came here uninvited, so please don't blame me, Mr. Wang."

Zhang Wuling casually threw away the two unconscious Wang family bodyguards and strode into the hall with his head held high.

Wang Ye followed behind him, his forehead covered with sweat.

He knew... he knew... that Junior Master's trip was definitely not for good!

He just arrived yesterday, and today he was brought to the Wang family, and he broke in in such a very "impolite" manner.

To be honest, even if the Wang family turned against them and wanted to attack them, Wang would not be surprised at all.

When he saw that it was Zhang Wuling, Wang Ai's face twitched twice and his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

But Wang Bing, who was standing by, was startled. When he saw Zhang Wuling and the other man, he immediately shouted angrily: "Zhang, Wang Ye, how dare you kick the door of my Wang family?!"

Zhang Wuling walked over and glanced at Wang Bing. "Huangmao, who the hell are you?"

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Wang Bing was angry. He was the only one who was arrogant in front of others. How could he allow others to be arrogant in front of him?

"Niubizi, you're looking for..."

Bang!

Zhang Wuling kicked Wang Bing without waiting for him to finish speaking.

Wang Bing flew seven or eight meters away on the spot, kneeling on the ground with his hands covering his stomach, unable to lift his head.

Hey!

Why is it the same trick again, and in the same place again!

"Bing'er!" Wang Ai stood up suddenly and hurried to Wang Bing's side to check.

Wang Bing was in so much pain that tears and snot streamed down his face. He couldn't speak or stand up.

Wang Ai turned his head, his eyes fierce like an old wolf, "Zhang Wuling! What do you want to do!"

"What for?" Zhang Wuling grinned, his face dark and gloomy. "Old Master Wang, I wanted to ask you something. You sent someone to keep an eye on Wang Ye. Are you after Fenghou Qimen?"

Wang Ai said coldly, "Zhang Wuling, if I remember correctly, Wang Ye has been officially expelled from Wudang, and Fenghou Qimen is the skill of Zhou Sheng, one of the thirty-six thieves back then."

"Although Zhou Sheng is from your Wudang, he became sworn brothers with Sect Leader Quan Xing and has fallen into depravity. His Fenghou Qimen is not something that belongs to your Wudang. Whoever has the ability to obtain the Eight Wonders will get them! Besides, we haven't done anything to Wang Ye!"

"You came to my house like this today, don't you think you should give my Wang family an explanation?"

Wang Ye wiped the sweat from his head. He could already clearly feel the murderous aura from Wang Ai.

He could only suppress it for now. If it wasn't his junior uncle, if it was someone else, Wang Ai would have taken action long ago and wouldn't have said so many words.

However, facing Wang Ai's intimidation, Zhang Wuling turned a blind eye and sneered:

"Oh, old man, you are really sharp-tongued. Yes, you are right."

"Wang was also expelled from the mountain gate, so what? In my heart, he is still my nephew. I am helping him and it is not my place for outsiders to tell him what to do."

"As for the Eight Wonders..." Zhang Wuling raised his hand and said calmly, "I agree with you. Since you've said that the Eight Wonders belong to whoever has the ability to obtain them, then from now on, Fenghou Qimen belongs to Wudang. Do you still have any questions?"

Wang Ai choked. He didn't expect Zhang Wuling to use his words to pressure him.

"Zhang Wuling, aren't you afraid of causing trouble for Wudang by doing this?" Wang Ai threatened sternly.

"Causing trouble?"

Zhang Wuling's face was ferocious, and his aura turned into a raging flame that engulfed the entire office hall.

Under this murderous aura, everyone's spirit was affected, even Wang Ai was no exception.

At this moment, Wang Ai only felt that the Qi in his body was very unstable, and Zhang Wuling in front of him had turned into a ferocious black demon god, staring at him with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to devour him.

"If anyone dares to touch Wudang, I don't mind killing them or wiping out their entire clan. Your Wang family... do you want to be the first?"

Wang Ai gritted his teeth and forcibly circulated his true Qi to resist, "Zhang Wuling, how dare you! If you do this, the company and the people above will not let you and Wudang go!"

A hand was placed on Wang Ai's shoulder, and a cold breath and words with murderous intent reached his ears.

"In that case, why don't you give it a try?"