C28 Xue Brother

"Second Young Lord, Second Young Lord, it's bad! It's bad!" The sky had just brightened, and the old house called out from within the Xue Family shattered the tranquility of the house with a flurry of footsteps and voices.

In the room, Xue Rann, who was still sleeping soundly, looked at Ye Zichen and glared at him angrily. Then, he quickly strode towards the door and forcefully opened it. He glared at Uncle Han, who was panting and panicking in panic …

"Why are you shouting so early in the morning? "Who's dead!" His sword-like brows raised in anger. He looked like a fiendish devil, but with his upright facial features coupled with his tall stature, he looked like a violent and handsome brother …

"Something big happened. Region Lord Hsu was assassinated yesterday." Uncle Han wiped the sweat under his reading glasses.

"Ah?" What's wrong with Hsu Moyu being assassinated! Isn't this a joyous occasion? " Xue Rann laughed loudly, showing off his tyrannical arrogance …

"No, no!" Uncle Han didn't dare to say what he saw after seeing how happy Young Lord was.

"Not what? "Don't stutter, just tell me if people are dead or not!" The impatient Uncle Han glared at him, his voice raised by a few decibels.

"It's just a few newcomers from our gang who don't understand anything. I don't know where they heard that as long as we can kill Region Lord Hsu, we can find a place in Xue Family and rush to kill Region Lord Hsu. We were suppressed this morning …" Uncle Han did not dare to look at Xue Rann and could only lower his head to report.

"Bastard! A bunch of useless bums! Is Hsu Moyu someone who can be easily touched?" "If you attack Hsu Moyu, then you're going to fight against Han Shaolin. How are you managing your subordinates?" Liu Tie angrily slapped the vase on the side. A loud sound echoed throughout the entire second floor.

Fuck, this old man just left home for less than a week, and I already had an accident when he handed it over. When the old man returned, how could I still have the face to face with him?

Xue Rann was furious. He glared at the elder Uncle Han, who had come to help the old man before he left the country. He was angry. 'F * ck! I can't even help a fart!'

Uncle Han trembled and did not dare to say a single word. He could only lower his head …

"Where is he?" Looking at the 'Mediterranean' lying low in front of him, Xue Rann shouted loudly, cursing in his heart.

At this point, Uncle Han broke out in a cold sweat. Large beads of sweat trickled down from his forehead to his chin, dripping onto the shiny marble floor.

Hearing that, Xue Rann laughed out loud, "Has he been detained? "You are only telling me now after you are f * cking locked up", Uncle Han was so scared that he could only keep backing away from Uncle Han with his long legs and a heart raised to his throat.

"I only received the news today. Yesterday's matter should have been sealed off by Region Lord Hsu. Someone came to follow me."

"I don't care when you f * * king know. Why are you still alive when you can't even manage your subordinates well? You want to take advantage of our Xue Family to earn a living?! " Before Uncle Han could finish his sentence, Xue Rann swore loudly and kicked his long legs against the wall. It was an aggressive kick that scared Uncle Han so much that his head was trembling uncontrollably …

"Then what should we do now, Second Young Lord?" Uncle Han held back his fear and carefully asked Xue Rann for instructions.

"What can we do? Do you think laozi is a god that is waiting for Hsu Moyu to come and beat us up!? "I can help you clean your butt!" Withdrawing his leg, Wu Tie furiously kicked down a potted plant on the side as his anger reached a height of ten meters!

He, Hsu Moyu, might grab hold of this weakness to make us use our Xue Family. Right now, we don't know where Master Huo is standing, and we can't recklessly go and visit him. Damn it! I can't let my Xue Family be destroyed in my hands. Suddenly, I remember something.

"Who did you say gave you the information?" "It's a favor to me, a thief or a traitor. But maybe I, Xue Rann, have yet to go through the door. Someone is giving me something when it's snowing, so I'm guessing …"

"We don't know his name, but he calls himself mister. I think he must be related to the mysterious person who recently uploaded his name. He said that he will personally visit Second Young Lord." Seeing Xue Rann's anger drop a little, Uncle Han quickly explained, afraid that he would be scolded and ignored.

Sir? It seemed like there was a rumor about a person like this in the underworld recently. I heard that someone gave him the title of Military Advisor. Xue Rann laughed maniacally, "Then I'll go meet him!"

At this time, in a room not far from them, Xue Ruye heard the furious roar of Xue Rann. He opened the door lightly and walked out …

Xue Ruye was a bit thin and white. He looked like he had two mischievous frowns and was suffering from an illness. This might have described him as a weird man, but he was a bit more sickly and beautiful than Xi Zi. He looked like an unspeakably beautiful man with an indescribably classical beauty and a smile that could lead people to think that he was living in an ancient dynasty.

"What happened?" He spoke softly. It was not soft or feminine, but a pleasant and gentle voice. It was like the sound of running water in a small stream, like the sound of nature …

"What are you doing out here? "It's none of your business!" When Xue Rann saw him, he immediately calmed down a bit and smacked his forehead. The disgust in his eyes was not concealed at all …

Xue Ruye lowered his eyes and his heart was in pain. He had been with this arrogant face of Xue Rann for 15 years, but he still could not adapt to the naked disgust in his eyes. It was like a formless blade that cut him into pieces every time …

"First Young Lord!" Seeing that it was Xue Ruye, Uncle Han's breathing became more relaxed. He hurriedly greeted Xue Ruye.

Xue Ruye gave a polite bow and said, "Long time no see! Uncle Han!"

"I'm asking you a question and you're f * * king deaf! "Or do you want me to poop for you? You bastard!" After he finished his sentence, he slapped Xue Ruye's face, which was already as white as blood, without the slightest hesitation.

With Xue Rann's strength, Xue Ruye was caught off guard and staggered a bit. In an instant, a dazzling palm print surfaced on his fair skin, and a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth, but he was neither surprised nor screamed, only silently wiping away the blood at the corner of his lips. The fog in his eyes was forcefully suppressed by him, and a faint, elegant smile appeared on his face, "I only heard you shouting, and I thought something was wrong, it's good, I'm going to rest."

Uncle Han, who was watching on the side, was shocked. He heard that Second Young Lord was extremely disgusted with First Young Lord, but he didn't expect that Second Young Lord, who was such a beautiful person, would really do it! Furthermore, he heard that First Young Lord's health had been poor since he was young and had been taking medicine to recuperate. Second Young Lord was known for being rough and irritable, causing him to suffer greatly.

Although they should have gotten used to it, every time they heard the strong slapping sound that reverberated in the space, they could not help but feel pain in their hearts for Xue Ruye. However, due to the bad temper of Xue Rann, no one dared to make a sound …

"What are you waiting for? "Wait till I carry the palanquin and carry you downstairs!" Staring angrily at Uncle Han and Xue Rann, who were still standing blankly, their anger rose …

Uncle Han hurriedly lowered his head and repeated the order a few times. Then, he hurried downstairs. As he watched, the servants also quickened their movements, not daring to breathe too loudly …

Xue Rann stared at Xue Ruye's tightly closed door and frowned. Waves of annoyance frequently appeared on his forehead. He simply entered his room with an unsightly expression and forcefully closed the door.

Hearing the door finally close, Xue Ruye slid down the floor and touched his aching face. Tears slowly rolled down his cheeks …