When Wu Liang and the others came to the innermost hall, they found that it was not only big but also quiet. There were rows of men in black suits sitting on each side of the aisle. They had a squat tail with a samurai knife in their right hand and knelt on the tatami. Wu Liang thought that Murong Lin must be a guy who admired foreign countries, and even his own nest was like a Japanese underworld. From the initial suspicion to the fact that he saw it now, Wu Liang had already believed that the Murong family should be a big gangster.

However, when Wu Liang looked up and saw the end along the aisle, he found that there was a jade stool about 2 meters long and 1.2 meters high in the center. Although Wu Liang was not very expert in this, he was still sure that this thing must be valuable. Regardless of its patterns and carving techniques, just how big is it to carve such a large stool? It is already very difficult to find that piece of jade.

The jade stool was covered with yellow silk embroidered with dragons, and it looked like a dragon chaise. At this moment, a man was leaning against the jade stool, constantly fiddling with a hand computer, as if he was typing. It has to be said that the underworld is also keeping pace with the times.

"Master, the eldest lady is back." Manager Wang jogged to the next to the jade bench, and then said carefully: "And her friends."

Wu Liang was always looking at the man. Although his right hand was pressing on the touch screen, the rest of his body remained motionless, as if his whole body was carved from marble except his hands.

Moreover, the man lowered his head slightly. Although the screen of the handheld computer cast some light on his face, Wu Liang still couldn't see his face clearly. The light seemed to be completely absorbed by his skin. Wu Liang didn't even see the reflection of his eyes, but the outline of this man was somewhat similar to Murong Nan, otherwise how could he say he was a father and daughter?

After General Manager Wang finished speaking, the hall, which was already quite quiet, fell into silence again in an instant. This atmosphere made Wu Liang's mood begin to become depressed.

Suddenly, Wu Liang felt a ray of light hitting him, like a barcode scanning line, shaking from head to toe. The time was short but it felt very long. Although it was just a feeling, it was so real. Wu Liang could guess that the person's gaze should be sitting on the jade stool, but he didn't expect that the person's eyes could be as sharp as a knife.

The little hand that Murong Nan, which had already begun to warm up, became cold again in an instant. Wu Liang didn't know what impact this man had on Murong Nan's heart, but one thing was almost certain that the man should be Murong Nan's father and Murong Lin, the leader of the Murong family.

"Anan..." Murong Lin slowly sat upright, then placed the computer in his hand next to him. His voice was a little hoarse and slow, as if he was deliberately pulling a long sound.

"You child is really disobedient. How many people have I sent to find you over the years? Why are you just unwilling to come back?" Murong Lin said as he looked at Murong Nan. Wu Liang felt Murong Nan's hand tremble a little, so he blocked her behind him.

Murong Lin paused for a moment. Although there was no expression on his face, his voice was filled with dissatisfaction: "Who is that boy? Why did he block me and not let me talk to An Nan? He is such an uncultured and rude guy!" After Murong Lin said this, Wu Liang saw that the people sitting on both sides suddenly stood up, and then knelt on one knee on the ground. Their movements were very uniform: the knife was crossed with his left hand and the right hand held the hilt, as if waiting for Murong Lin to give orders.

Damn, such a big show? Movie? Wu Liang has never seen such a big scene. Even though the Xiao family is rich, every time Wu Liang goes, there are at most seven or eight maids working back and forth, like this style like an ancient monarch. This is the first time Wu Liang has seen it, but there is a hint of novelty in the excitement. Wu Liang really wants to try out the skills of these guys. If they are all like Qian Jian and Yan Kai, wouldn’t it be a big shame?

"This is a friend brought by the eldest lady!" Manager Wang said hurriedly: "He has always taken good care of the eldest lady. This time he happened to meet him, so he brought him together..."

Manager Wang was stunned for a moment when he said this, then quickly turned his head and looked at Wu Liang and asked in a low voice: "What's your name? Tell the master quickly!"

"Wu Liang!" Wu Liang said his name loudly, and his voice buzzed, echoing in this huge space! It seemed that it had been quiet all the time, and suddenly a high tone came out, and even the dust on the beams of the house were so shocked.

"Wu Liang?" Murong Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at Wu Liang again, and then said calmly: "It's a good name, and you are also very brave. I appreciate this." Although the words were good words, I couldn't hear any appeal when I said it from a expressionless person.

Then Murong Lin looked at Murong Nan who was blocked by Wu Liang, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "Does An Nan in my family still need someone else to take care of? How do I remember that she is a very strong and stubborn girl?"

"Old Wang, have you remembered it wrong?" Murong Lin turned his head and glanced at General Manager Wang: "Our Murong family's sons have always only given charity to others. How could they be cared for by others?"

After hearing this, General Manager Wang quickly agreed: "Yes, I am old and I can't speak easily. Indeed, my eldest lady has been self-reliant since she was a child. How could she need someone else to take care of her?"

"Then..." Murong Lin dragged his voice: "That boy named Wu Liang is the one who holds my daughter's hand! You are the extra person here!"

After Murong Lin said this, the guys who were half-squatting like statues stood up together, and even the Japanese knives were pulled out one after another. The people suddenly surrounded Wu Liang and Murong Nan. Murong Lin said, "Drop off his right hand, don't hurt my daughter."

Although I didn't expect Murong Lin to do it as soon as he said, more than one person had said before that old guy had a bad temper, so Wu Liang was still mentally prepared for this.

Looking at the circle of guys holding Japanese swords around him, there were about 40. If it were an ordinary person or Wu Liang in the past, even if he was not scared and paralyzed, his legs would probably be weak when he saw this scene. However, the threats of these people in Wu Liang's eyes are no longer that great, especially after he received the training of the royal family, Wu Liang was worried that he would not have the opportunity to try his skills. Now someone is voluntarily sacrificed himself, and Wu Liang was not happy yet.

"Do I just have one hand?" Wu Liang's body did not move, and his eyes looked directly at Murong Lin through those people.

"I didn't expect that you were really brave." Murong Lin's tone was as calm as before: "If you don't resist, I only have one hand. If you want to try the methods of my younger brothers, I can't guarantee that you know that swords and guns are eyeless."

After hearing this, Wu Liang sneered: "Can I ask why? Why do you want my right hand?"

"Because you touched my daughter with it!" Murong Lin's voice grew higher: "An Nan is my baby daughter! How dare you, an ordinary man, grab her hand? Don't think I don't know that you want to chase An Nan, and don't think I will use money to deal with this. Sometimes a knife is more useful than money!"

Wu Liang was a little nonsense when he heard the other party's words. Perhaps because of the different classes, the ideas and ways of speaking were different. However, Wu Liang still heard the central idea, that holding hands became the reason for the action. Although Wu Liang was sure that even if he did not hold Murong Nan, Murong Lin would still find other reasons to take action. Wu Liang finally understood why Murong Nan was so nervous and scared, and had a father with such a weird temper. In comparison, Wu Liang still felt that his father was more cute.

"Father!" Murong Nan finally said loudly: "Sir...he, he is my boyfriend..."

After hearing this, Wu Liang couldn't help feeling a little sweet in his heart. He held Murong Nan's hand tightened, but he felt that Murong Nan's hand was still cold, especially when he said this, even her voice trembled. This was the first time since Wu Liang met Murong Nan, Murong Nan who was so timid and unconfident, Wu Liang looked at her like a kitten soaked in the rain, so weak made people feel like they wanted to protect.

"Boyfriend?" Murong Lin suddenly snorted coldly. This was the first time he made a sound with such strong feelings. Wu Liang had already heard his dissatisfaction.

"My daughter is really not simple!" Murong Lin took a photo at his desk: "I just went to college and had a boyfriend? Didn't I tell you a long time ago that you must be a good girl and never learn bad things?"

Murong Nan did not dare to answer the conversation, as if she had been completely suppressed by her father's aura. Even if she had something to think in her heart, she couldn't say it at this moment.

"Is there any problem?" Wu Liang spoke indifferently: "I like Murong Nan very much, and she also admires me. What do young people need to avoid when they are together now?" The reason why Wu Liang said so easily was that he planned to relieve Murong Nan's pressure. If he was nervous and afraid, maybe Murong Nan would be afraid of it.

As a man, you must give your woman enough courage and support.

"If it's another family, there's no problem with you doing this!" Murong Lin's eyes became cold and sharp. Wu Liang was very familiar with this look, because he had seen countless people trying their best to fight, and before killing people, they were all of this kind of virtue.

"But you are the idea of ​​our Murong family's children now!" Murong Lin's right hand tightened slightly: "You will definitely regret this idea!"

"Press him down, cut off his right fingers one by one, and then stuff them into his stomach!" Murong Lin roared, and the pillars in the entire hall seemed to be about to be shaken down.

It's really an old-fashioned family! Before Murong Lin could finish his words, Wu Liang continued to shout: "Then you'd better kill me. If you just hold her hand, you'll cut off my right hand. Then we've already been to bed, and every inch of my skin on my body has had close contact with your daughter!"

"If this happens, will you cut me off? Is it a cut my jj?" Wu Liang turned his head to look at Murong Nan who was already fading, and then said in a low voice: "Things have happened, let that old guy release all his anger on me, right?"

"Come on it! Keep him for a breath, I will torture him slowly!" Murong Lin was really angry this time, and General Manager Wang was also ashamed. When Wu Liang said that, General Manager Wang was about to fall to the ground.

"Don't worry, I'm not that easy to die." Wu Liang let go of Murong Nan and pushed him out of the crowd. The next moment, a sword flashed around Wu Liang, and the men also shouted and waved Japanese swords and rushed towards Wu Liang...
Chapter completed!