"’Solve your fucking paralysis!’"
Nie Feiyang sneered coldly, intending to walk forward, but he suddenly realized sothing horrifying.
His legs and feet wouldn’t obey him at all.
He chanically lifted his arm like a robot, fished out a short flute from his embrace, and gently blew into it as he placed it to his lips.
At this mont, Old Zhou Zhishan, sitting on the redwood lounge chair, was following Mo Han’s instructions, eyes tightly shut, mouth wide open.
Suddenly, a strange flute sound entered his ears, and his head instantly felt groggy.
After a dozen seconds, under the watchful eyes of everyone, a snow-white flying insect about half the size of a fingernail slowly flew out of Zhou Zhishan’s mouth. Guided by the flute sound, it slowly flew into Nie Feiyang’s ear and eventually burrowed inside.
This scene stunned everyone present.
Especially Zhou William, who had just been mocking Zhou Xintong—he was so scared that he retreated more than a dozen steps, hiding behind a pillar.
In stark contrast to Zhou William was the blonde foreign doctor called Tony, who stared blankly at the Gu insect, couldn’t help but sincerely marvel, "There really are flying insects in this world that instrunts can’t detect."
"The culture of Jiuzhou is indeed profound and extensive!"
He turned around and bowed to Mo Han, a gesture of respect for the powerful.
Zhou Xintong, watching from the side, was terrified. As a girl, she was naturally averse to these kinds of flying insects, and the fact that the Gu insect had been residing in her grandfather made her even more frightened.
The sound of the flute gradually stopped, and Zhou Zhishan also ca out of his groggy state. This ti, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief, as if his mind had been completely emptied.
Seeing her grandfather’s pale face suddenly regain color and glow, Zhou Xintong ran up excitedly and hugged him, bursting into tears.
"It’s alright... it’s alright," Zhou Zhishan patted his granddaughter’s back softly, whispering comforting words.
Zhou William also wanted to say sothing, but the thought that it wasn’t he who saved his grandfather stopped him in his tracks.
"How... How is this possible?"
Seeing the Gu insect fly out of Zhou Zhishan’s mouth and eventually return inside him, Nie Feiyang was dumbstruck.
What the fuck is going on with ? Am I cursed?
Why did I suddenly take out the Gu-Calling Flute and call the Gu insect back?
In a flash, he rembered the needle Mo Han had stuck in his neck, which was followed by these strange events.
Pointing at Mo Han, his eyes widened as he exclaid, "You!"
"What sorcery have you used on !"
Mo Han laughed lightly, saying indifferently, "Want to know?"
"Tell !" Nie Feiyang demanded angrily.
"I’m not going to tell you," Mo Han chuckled, then winked at Zhou Xintong.
She imdiately snapped her fingers, and instantly, a dozen Zhou Family guards seized Nie Feiyang once again.
Mo Han glanced at the ti; five minutes had passed, and there were only fifteen minutes left of the twenty minutes set by his wife. He promptly cupped his hands at everyone and then ran out without looking back.
Zhou Zhishan looked at Nie Feiyang, waved his hand to have the guards take him away for the ti being.
He then expelled Zhou William and the rest of the unrelated people from the room, leaving only his granddaughter, Tang Guowei, and Bai Yunhe, the four of them.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly beca quiet.
"Old Tang, Nie Kuangtu has set his sights on . Now that both his only son and his adopted son are in our hands, what should we do?" Zhou Zhishan asked with a troubled look.
Tang Guowei furrowed his brows and paced the room, his eyes narrowing into slits, "If you have the guts, we can turn his plan against him, lure Nie Kuangtu here!"
As he said this, he made a motion as if cutting sothing down with a hand, clearly with the intent to kill.
"No, if Nie Kuangtu was killed here, his Nie Family would never let off the hook!" Zhou Zhishan imdiately shook his head, "Besides, Nie Kuangtu is a Great Grandmaster, even five years ago we couldn’t kill him, it would be even harder now."
"So we release Nie Feiyang and Nie Long?" Tang Guowei sneered, "Let them continue to poison you? Keep trying to murder and Old Second stealthily?"
Zhou Zhishan’s face showed embarrassnt, "Old Tang, you know, I didn’t an that..."
"Didn’t an that?" Tang Guowei snorted, "You’ve always been so timid and self-preservationist, cautious to preserve your own safety!"
"Old eel, don’t you understand the situation now?"
"We, the Four Great Families of Jiangling City, and Nie Kuangtu are like fire and water, either we destroy him, or he destroys us!"
"The car accident of Old Second’s daughter, my assassination attempt, your Gu poison, these are all Nie Kuangtu’s doings!"
"If you don’t kill him today, tomorrow he’ll be coming for your head!"
Zhou Xintong nodded earnestly, urging, "Grandfather! Old Tang is right, we have no choice now. If we continue to be sitting ducks as before, the Zhou Family will only have one way left, to death!"
Zhou Zhishan was still hesitant, "But Nie Kuangtu’s background..."
"Nie Kuangtu is just a bastard abandoned by the Nie Family, five years ago, out of sentint, Nie Wushuang already spared him once!" Tang Guowei glared fiercely, "If the Nie Family dares to step in a second ti, the other families of Dragon City won’t stand by and watch!"
Zhou Zhishan sighed, "But after all, he is a Great Grandmaster. In the whole of Jiangling City, where is there a second Great Grandmaster who can contend with him?"
"Heh heh..."
This ti, three laughs echoed in the hall, tang Guowei, Bai Yunhe, and Zhou Xintong simultaneously laughed with realization dawning upon their faces, saying in unison:
"Brother Mo!"
"Mister Mo!"
"Big Brother Mo!"
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