You Are Strong But It’s Mine Now

Le Yu drew his gun and shot, no one could react.

Except for Jing Zhengfeng.

At the moment when the gun rang, Jing Zhengfeng had already turned over and jumped up with one hand on the table. While dodging, he grabbed Le Yu with his five fingers like hooks, and the light burst like a wolf bite!

Bite tactics · wild bite!

clang!

Le Yu punched him casually, and Jing Zhengfeng's burst of light was suddenly punctured like a bubble. Jing Zhengfeng, who was in the air, was hit by Le Yu with a punch. He lost his balance and flew out and fell to the ground, but the moment he landed, a rolling carp stood up. At first glance, it was a frequent fight, no matter how painful or hurt he was. Dare yourself to lie on the ground.

After a series of confrontations between lightning and flint, other talents reacted, and the quiet Huifu Hall suddenly broke out with riots:

"How can you, my lord—"

"It actually fired the gun!?"

"Let, let go, let go!"

Some people even stood up, looking at the anxious expression, I am afraid they want to escape from Jingyuan. The old Jing family is already in his heart, and he has already prepared for the four brothers of the Jing family to fight for the position of the head of the family. When he sees something wrong, he is ready to run away.

In the midst of the commotion, Le Yu touched the short-barreled shotgun and said lazily, "Don't be nervous, everyone, I'm just playing a little joke with my lovely brother, don't even the well-informed Jing family get scared? To? No, no, no?"

Everyone calmed down and took a closer look, and found that although Le Yu was shooting at the dining table just now, the dining table was not damaged. Even Jing Zhengfeng, who was shot, was standing upright, with no wounds or blood on his body, just his face. Appears to be swollen.

"When did your brother like to joke?" Jing Zhengwu, who was calm and calm, picked up the teacup, sipped it lightly, and said with a smile, "Still loading empty cartridges in the shotgun, this joke is too surprising."

Yes, the Leyu short-barreled shotguns are filled with blank bullets, which only sound but have no effect.

The short-barreled shotgun can only hold two bullets, one with empty ammunition, which not only loses the fighter, but also directly wastes a magazine - you must know that this shotgun is actually custom-made by Jing Zhengwei. Even the current Heyang Army standard shotguns are single magazines, and they have to be reloaded after one hit.

But since Le Yu died in place of Jing Zhengwei, he changed the magazine to a blank ammunition + a real sub-unit ammunition for no other reason - he was afraid of dying in a confused way.

Even modern ordnance can go off the rails. How could Le Yu trust this hand-made shotgun? And because of the size of the shotgun, it can only be tied to Le Yu's thigh. Once it goes off on fire or even explodes, Le Yu can answer "what kind of experience it is to explode an egg".

A ruthless person like Jing Zhengwei, of course, doesn't mind this risk, but Le Yu is neither abnormal nor bold, so he naturally installs an empty bomb to reduce the risk.

And the blank ammunition is not meaningless, because the enemy doesn't know that Le Yu has loaded blank ammunition, so his first shot can still force the enemy to dodge.

If the enemy thinks that there is a problem with the gun, or thinks that Le Yu's shotgun is a single shot on the spot, so he can safely kill Le Yu, then another sub-shell will give him a chance to reincarnate.

Originally this was just an insurance mechanism, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now - Le Yu also knew that it was impossible to kill people in this situation, but using shotguns to scare people, he, the eldest son of the Jing family, would have no problem playing like this occasionally.

Le Yu sat down, motioned Qing Lan to sit next to him, and then looked at Jing Zhengfeng: "My lovely brother, brother is just making a joke with you, shouldn't you be angry? No, no?"

Jing Zhengfeng touched his swollen face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and broke out a few words from his teeth: "...No."

After all, Jing Zhengfeng also sat back to his seat, but this time he sat down honestly, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and saw other people secretly amazed that the eldest son actually suppressed this wild species.

The housekeeper came to look for Le Yu with a smile on his face. Le Yu did not make it difficult for him, and handed over the short-barreled shotgun for him to keep.

The Huifu Hall resumed the noise. Qing Lan held the coconut milk, patted her chest, and said with some fear, "Young Master, I was also frightened by you just now. I thought..."

Le Yu: "Why? Think I'll take out a shotgun and kill all the people here, and then I'll become the head of the Jing family when I go out?"

Qing Lan was slightly startled, then looked around at the people around her, and quickly tugged at Le Yu's sleeves: "Young Master, keep your voice down, in case someone overhears—"

"It's okay, it's okay." Le Yu waved his hand, but seeing Qing Lan's anxious appearance, he still lowered his voice and said, "It's been a day, you still don't know where this place is?"

He then replied: "Hidding the dirt and filth, intriguing and cheating, the clansmen seem to be exchanging family affection, but in fact they are discussing interests. The four brothers are brothers and sisters on the surface, but in fact they want to kill each other... Jingyuan is one of them. On the stage, everyone here is a show-stopper."

"In their eyes, Jing Zhengwei is already a loser." Le Yu said with a smile: "Whether I act with them with a smile on my face, or talk nonsense as I want, it will not affect their relationship with me. Here, words are untouchable, and only interests are the pass of the Jing family."

"Relax, don't eat too much, you have to go back by car later."

While Le Yu was talking, the servants began to serve the dishes, and soon all the tables were filled with delicious dishes. The aroma of the food filled the entire Huifu Hall. Already some fat people couldn’t hold back. Dare to move, looking eagerly at the main table.

The internal banquet still has to pay attention to the rules. The owner must talk about chopsticks and pick up the first dish before other people can move the chopsticks. If the head of the family is not there, the oldest clan elder will do the job.

"Clan elder, can you pick up your chopsticks?" Jing Zhengwu suggested politely.

However, the clan elder shook his head at this time, "There are still people who haven't come, wait a while."

"Who else hasn't come?" Jing Zhengtang looked around and scratched his head: "It seems that the seats are full. Clan elder, who did you say didn't come? Why don't you go and call me?"

Others were also puzzled, but it wasn’t that people should come together, but the clan elder would not care even if the ordinary clansmen didn’t come. Wait a minute.

Feiwei pulled Jing Zhengtang back and pointed to the vacant seat at 12 o'clock on the main table.

This position is the position of the head of the family. Although the head of the family has been unable to participate in the banquet for several months in a row, for the sake of respect, this position should naturally be vacant.

Many people's expressions suddenly changed, Jing Zhengwu remembered something, and his eyes turned to Jing Zhengfeng. He should have guessed it long ago - there is only one reason why my father called this wild species back today!

At this moment, the sound of a wheelchair came from the back hall, and everyone turned their heads to look over, and saw the old housekeeper pushing the wheelchair out. On the wheelchair sat a tall and thin old man with white hair, a thin body, and a gloomy appearance!

"I have seen the master!"

The clansmen stood up one by one and saluted respectfully, each with a louder voice. The dishes on the dinner table seemed to lose their appeal in an instant, and all their attention was on the old man who seemed to have his braids up at any moment!

This person is the head of the Jing family, the 'black thorns' who has been in control of the Jing family for nearly thirty years, Jing Qingquan!

After the clan saluted, Jing Zhengwu suddenly said again: "My son, I wish my father good health and longevity!"

Jing Zhengtang also said, "My son, I wish my father an early victory over the disease!"

Damn, can't the calamity of 'calling dad' be avoided after all?

At the beginning, Le Yu knew that the head of the Jing family had been bedridden for many months, and would not usually attend family banquets.

Le Yu hesitated for a moment, and at this time Jing Zhengfeng also said, "Good evening if you are immortal."

"Fourth brother, you are enough—"

Jing Zhengfeng turned his head to look ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and found that Le Yu suddenly punched again. He subconsciously used his right hand to draw a circle, trying to disintegrate the attack of Le Yu——

Bite tactics · Yu Yong!

However, for some reason, Le Yu's fist still hit the other side of his face, and now both sides of his face are swollen!

"Fourth brother, you don't even look at what time it is, how can you be so rude? As your elder brother, there is an old saying that the elder brother is like a father, if you don't respect your father, you don't respect me! I can't tolerate your disrespectful behavior! You, say hello again, did you hear me!"

Jing Zhengfeng covered his face and looked at Le Yu with sadness and indignation.

Enough of you, you didn't even beat me, but you beat me twice in one night! ?

However, Le Yi looked at Jing Zhengfeng earnestly. At this moment, the light of the righteous path seemed to shine on him, making him extremely tall.

"enough."

The head of the house, Jing Qingfen, said coldly, "You—"

"good."

Le Yu sat down instantly, as if nothing had happened just now.

Everyone else was stunned for a moment, and even Jing Qingfen choked. He just wanted to say a few words to stop the conflict between the two brothers, and by the way, show the majesty of the head of the family. Who knew that this eldest son would not give him such a chance at all. !

He also felt strange in his heart: Zhengwei would never have made his debut like this before, and his speech was also in a yin and yang style. What's going on today...

Thinking of Jing Zhengwei's 'action' these days, and his behavior of interrupting him to continue speaking just now, Jing Qingfen suddenly felt that he couldn't understand his eldest son.

The eldest brother is like a father, teaching his brother, interrupting his father's speech, cleaning up his subordinates, cutting off the slave trade...

Is it...

Jing Qingfen looked at Le Yu, and there was a strange light in his eyes.