Chapter 147: Stay away from Jiang Zhou

The assassin sat up, breathing heavily. He understood that he had met a master today. This arm would definitely not be able to be retrieved. After all, it has been pinched into a blood mist. The cloud of blood mist reassembled into an arm.
I saw him slow down for a while, stood up and walked towards Hu Mansion.
"What's the matter with you?" Hu Badao raised his head and saw that the assassin who walked in lost an arm, and asked in shock: "Is Jiang Zhou hurt you like this?"
"No." The killer shook his head, and then said: "I met a master, he did it, and he called Jiang Zhou the young master."
"What?" Hu Badao widened his eyes in shock, and said in a slightly trembling tone: "This is impossible. I have obviously sent someone to investigate. Jiang Zhou's parents have been killed by the Flame Sect, and even if they are still Jiang Zhou is not a young master if he is alive."
"I said the same, and then he told me..." The killer hesitated for a moment, and didn't continue.
"What did he tell you? Go on!" Hu Badao hurriedly roared.
"He said we don't deserve to know Jiang Zhou's family background." Hearing Hu Badao's urging, the killer said it.
Snapped! Hu Badao threw the tea cup to the ground, and stood up and yelled, "The son of a bitch, how dare you say that to my Hu family? There are things my Hu family doesn't deserve to know in Tianjing City?"
The killer lowered his head slightly and said to Hu Badao: "Master, I am not his opponent. He just pointed his finger and my arm was completely shattered and turned into a blood mist. I was unable to resist."
"What?" Hu Badao was shocked again, "He just pointed with his hand, and your arm is gone?"
"Yes." The assassin nodded, indicating that Hu Badao had not heard it wrong.
"Huh." Hu Badao took a breath, sitting on the chair, and did not speak for a long time.
The assassin was standing by, he had just bandaged his arm, and he didn't step back in a hurry, and stood silently by the side.
"You said... Jiang Zhou, we really can't afford it?" After a while, Hu Badao asked the killer aloud.
"It may be so, and the master also said that some people are not something we can move. Even if we slap us in the face, we can only suffer. When we put up a little resistance, we don't know whether to live or die." The killer bowed his head slightly, faintly. Said.
Snapped! The new cup that the servant had just brought up was thrown to the ground by Hu Badao again, and he shouted angrily: "I still don’t believe it. There are still people in Tianjing City that my Hu family can’t offend. They dare to threaten me like this. I want to kill it for you to see, this Jiang Zhou absolutely cannot stay!"
The killer still stood by without speaking.
"You take a good rest, I will find a way to help you repair your arm." Hu Badao said to the killer.
"Thank you, sir."
"If I ask you to assassinate Jiang Zhou again, would you dare?" Hu Badao asked aloud.
"Master's order, how dare you not follow it?" The killer replied with his head slightly lowered.
"Okay, how confident are you next time you assassinate?"
"I don't dare to say that if I try my best, at least I can pull him to death." The killer suddenly said viciously, his tone changed, and it was obvious that the loss of an arm made him full of hatred.
"Yeah." Hu Badao nodded, and said: "You go down first, cultivate well, we will talk about Jiang Zhou later."
The killer bowed back, turned and walked out of Hu Badao's study.
Hu Badao sat on the chair, frowning and thinking hard, before he knew it, he sat until dawn.
"Father!" Hu Shuo suddenly pushed the door and ran in, shouting loudly.
"What's so reckless?" Hu Badao asked, raising his head, rubbing his slightly swollen temples.
"He came back and lost an arm?" Hu Shuo asked in shock.
"Yes... don't ask daddy if you see it." Hu Badao nodded helplessly and replied.
"Jiang Zhou did it?" Hu Shuo then asked.
"Uh, that's it." Hu Badao said after drinking.
"Then we can't bear it even more. Last time he slapped our Hu family in the face in front of the Flame Sect, and this time he took his arm again. He beat me and my brother so badly before. This hatred is getting worse. It gets deeper." Hu Shuo said emotionally.
"Of course I know, Jiang Zhou can't stay, we must kill him!" Hu Badao completely agreed with Hu Shuo.
"If you want me to say, let's send more guards to kill him directly, as long as there are enough people, Chop will chop him into mash." Hu Shuo said viciously.
Listening to Hu Shuo’s words, Hu Badao suddenly remembered that yesterday’s killer said that the master had turned his arm into a blood mist with just one finger. There was a cold war in an instant, and he quickly said to Hu Shuo:
Don’t interfere with this matter. Dad will solve it naturally. By the way, tell your brother that you two will stay away from Jiang Zhou in the future. He is not something you two can deal with."
"Why? Why should we keep us away from Jiang Zhou?" Hu Shuo was taken aback, and said quickly: "As long as the two of us have enough manpower, Jiang Zhou must not be an opponent."
"If you say no, you can't!" Hu Badao slapped the table fiercely, staring at Hu Shuo and shouted angrily: "I said I will solve it, what do you mix with? Just listen to me! Dad will not hurt your!"
"But." Hu Shuo wanted to say something.
"No, but! You just need to remember what I said, and when you see Jiang Zhou, walk around. Don't provoke it, just leave the rest to me!" Hu Badao yelled and interrupted Hu Shuo.
"Okay." Hu Shuo lowered his head and agreed, but with a look of unwillingness, he was still thinking about his own Xiao Jiujiu.
"Go and call him over, Dad has something to discuss with him." Hu Badao waved his hand and asked Hu Shuo to call the killer over.
Hu Shuo hurriedly agreed to call the killer, and wanted to stay and listen to what they wanted to discuss, but was rushed out by Hu Badao, but he didn't give up. He lied on the study door and listened for a long time, but there was nothing. Hear clearly.
Just when Hu Fu was discussing how to deal with Jiang Zhou, Jiang Zhou woke up from his sleep. He didn't know that after the old man in white had taught Hu Fu some lessons, Hu Fu still wanted to do some small actions against him.
"Oh, it is comfortable to wake up naturally!" Jiang Zhou stretched his waist and sighed. This is the most comfortable sleep since crossing over, making Jiang Zhou very happy.
Jiang Zhou stretched his waist and walked out of the room, only to see that Ya Tian had already got up and was practicing boxing in the courtyard. He was sweating profusely and had obviously been practicing for a long time.
"Hey, it's early enough." Jiang Zhou looked at Yatian and said, "How do you get up so hard so hard?"
"Big Brother." Hearing Jiang Zhou's voice, Ya Tian turned his head and said, "Are you used to it? The habit you have developed since childhood will wake up so early no matter how late you sleep."
"Incomparable, incomparable, you are simply too hardworking." Jiang Zhou said with his hand repeatedly.