bacchusnovels Chapter 27: Raiding the Wang Family!
Chapter 27: Raiding the Wang Family!
"ah!!"
Wang Bing's screams gradually weakened until he finally collapsed into a puddle of mud on the ground.
Those powerful spirits he was so proud of have now all become Feng Xingtong's meal.
Not only that, but because his spirit was forcibly stripped away, his meridians were severely damaged, and even if he survived, he would be a cripple.
"Bing'er! My Bing'er!"
Wang Ai stared so hard her eyes almost bled when she saw her most beloved grandson in this state.
He trembled as he tried to lunge forward, but Feng Zhenghao stepped on his chest.
"Old Wang, don't worry."
Feng Zhenghao pushed up his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses as cold as a knife, devoid of his former humility:
"This is just interest. We haven't settled the score from back then yet."
At this moment, the atmosphere inside the private room became extremely eerie.
All thirty-six of Wang's elite warriors were wiped out, Wang Bing was deposed, and Wang Ai was trampled underfoot.
Meanwhile, the other members of the Ten Elders—Lu Ci, Chen Jinkui, and others—sat in their seats, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Help Wang Ai?
Are you kidding me!
Look at the opposing team's lineup!
Su Wuxian, who sits in the center and can blow dozens of masters to death with a single breath.
Zhang Zhiwei, the undisputed master, stood to the side, yet to make a move.
Feng Zhenghao, who had mastered the complete version of the Spirit Binding Technique and commanded hundreds of men, was now in command of Feng Zhenghao.
Whoever dares to step forward now will be the next Wang family member!
Lu Ci held the two iron balls in his hands, spinning them rapidly, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
Finally, he even picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of cold braised pork, stuffed it into his mouth, and pretended not to have seen it.
"Old Lu, Old Chen, it seems you've figured it out."
Su Wuxian glanced at them and nodded in satisfaction:
"Smart people live long. Tonight is a private matter between me and the Wang family. If you're not full yet, please continue eating. If you are..."
"I'm full! I'm full!" Chen Jinkui quickly stood up, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. "Senior Su, I suddenly remembered I forgot to turn off the gas at home, so... I'll take my leave now!"
After saying that, this bigwig from the Shuzi Sect rushed out of the private room as if his life depended on it.
Lü Ci also stood up, gave Zhang Zhiwei a deep look, and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture: "Elder Celestial Master, Fellow Daoist Su, in today's matter, my Lü family will not take sides. Farewell."
With the departure of these two giants, other renowned figures also scattered like birds and beasts.
In the blink of an eye, only the main characters and the Wang family members, who looked as if they had lost their parents, remained in the huge private room.
"Senior Su."
Feng Zhenghao, stepping on Wang Ai, respectfully asked, "What should we do with this old bastard? Kill him directly?"
Upon hearing the word "kill," Wang Ai trembled violently, his usual arrogance vanishing completely, and he actually began to beg for mercy:
"No! Don't kill me! Feng Zhenghao! I'm the Tenth Elder! If you kill me, the company won't let you off! The world of supernatural beings will be thrown into chaos!"
"The Ten Elders?"
Su Wuxian walked over, lifted Wang Ai's chin with his toe, and looked at him like he was an old dog:
"After tonight, the ten elders will become nine elders."
"However... killing you here would indeed be a bit of a dirty business for this Drunken Immortal Pavilion."
Su Wuxian looked around at the mess on the ground and shook his head with some regret:
"What a pity about this table full of delicious food. It's barely been touched, and it's full of poisonous fumes and the smell of blood. It's inedible."
"Senior brother, second senior brother, shall we go to another venue?"
Zhang Zhiwei straightened his trench coat and pushed up his sunglasses: "Where to?"
Su Wuxian's lips curled into a cruel smile as he pointed at Wang Ai:
"Young Wang, I heard your Wang family's ancestral home is quite grand? And it has a lot of good stuff in its collection?"
"Since we can't eat at this restaurant, how about... you invite us to your place?"
Wang Ai's pupils constricted sharply: "What...what are you going to do?!"
"Nothing."
Su Wuxian turned and walked out, his voice drifting back softly:
"I just want to go to your house and rummage through your belongings."
"And by the way... we'll uproot this cancerous growth in your Wang family."
......
The night was deep in the north of Beijing.
A long, impressive convoy of vehicles, like a black dragon, broke the silence of the night.
Leading the way were two extended business vans, followed by dozens of black sedans belonging to the Tianxia Hui.
inside the car.
Zhang Chulan was holding his phone, facing the camera with an excited expression:
"Family members! My friends! It's 9 PM Beijing time!"
"Just now at Zuixianlou, our Master Su wiped out the entire audience in one move! The scene was absolutely explosive!"
"We're on our way to the Wang family's ancestral home! That's right! The Wang family, one of the Ten Elders!"
"Tonight, we will be live-streaming the entire episode of 'Exploring the Wang Family: The Crimes Covered Up Over the Years'! Everyone, give it a thumbs up and send lots of gifts!"
The number of viewers in the live stream has soared to over 100,000, with the barrage of comments densely packed, and the entire world of supernatural beings is focused on this moment.
Su Wuxian watched this scene without stopping it; instead, he smiled.
To kill someone is to destroy their spirit.
He not only wanted to destroy the Wang family's bodies, but also ruin their reputation.
Half an hour later.
The convoy stopped in front of a vast, antique-style mansion.
This is the Wang family's headquarters, which they have operated for over a hundred years.
The vermilion gate was tightly shut, and the two stone lions at the entrance looked both majestic and ferocious. On the courtyard wall, one could vaguely see disciples patrolling.
"Who is it??"
The guards at the gate were so frightened by the commotion that they shouted loudly for answers.
Su Wuxian got out of the carriage, stood in front of the gate, looked up at the golden plaque that read "Prince's Mansion," and shook his head.
"A nouveau riche who made his fortune through cunning and plunder dares to call himself a prince?"
"Senior brother, second senior brother, I won't stand on ceremony."
"Don't try to take it from me."
Before Su Wuxian could even make a move, Tian Jinzhong, who was in a wheelchair, suddenly lifted the blanket.
"I've been stuck in a wheelchair for so many years, let me do this kind of physical work like kicking down doors!"
Suddenly, Tian Jinzhong stood up, his body swayed, and he shot out like a cannonball!
"Golden Light Mantra - Mountain Opening!"
boom--!!
Tian Jinzhong kicked the two heavy vermilion doors.
With a deafening roar, the two solid wood doors, which were said to be able to withstand rocket launchers, shattered into a shower of wood chips!
The dozen or so guards behind the door were also thrown out by the blast wave, like bowling balls.
"Cool!!"
Tian Jinzhong landed, dusted off his trousers, and looked refreshed.
"This door is really flimsy, not even as sturdy as the firewood from our Longhu Mountain."
Wang Ai, who was being escorted off the bus behind, felt her heart bleed when she saw her front door being so violently demolished. She rolled her eyes and almost fainted again.
"Enter!"
Feng Zhenghao waved his hand.
Hundreds of elite members of the World Society stormed into the Wang family compound like wolves and tigers.
"All those who resist, kill them on the spot!"
"Leave only the survivors, leave no weapons!"
The once peaceful Wang family compound was instantly transformed into a battlefield.
But this was not an evenly matched battle; it was a one-sided massacre.
The Wang family's elite troops have already been sent to Zuixianlou. The remaining old, weak, sick, and disabled are no match for the Tianxiahui, who are eager for revenge.
With his hands behind his back, Su Wuxian strolled towards the inner courtyard, stepping on the scattered debris as if he were wandering through his own backyard.
"Little Wang, lead the way."
Su Wuxian glanced back at Wang Ai, who was being dragged along by Feng Xingtong like a dead dog:
"Take me to see your 'collection'."
"I heard you've kept a lot of good stuff in your basement?"
Wang Ai's face was ashen, and her body trembled violently.
It’s over.
Hidden there are all the shady crimes committed by the Wang family over the years, as well as the spirits that were forcibly imprisoned...
Once exposed, the Wang family will be doomed!
"No...don't..." Wang Ai pleaded weakly.
"Are you saying no now?"
Su Wuxian sneered and kicked open the door to the inner courtyard's secret chamber:
"Too late!"
"Zhang Chulan! Camera, follow!"
"Let all the extraordinary people in the world see what lies beneath this glamorous facade of the Ten Elders Wang family..."
"Just how much filthy blood is hidden here!"