Chapter 175

The Zhong family, even in the middle of the night these days, is still brightly lit.

Zhong Qingmu sat on the sofa with a livid face and stood next to several submissive doctors.

"What's the use of raising you, a bunch of waste!" he swept off the items on the table. His hatred on his face became stronger and stronger for two days, but his son's injury still shows no signs of improvement.

"Mr. Zhong, it's really because Zhong Shao's injury is too serious. We have used all the drugs we can use and tried all the methods we can try, but we still can't wake up Zhong Shao. This... We really can't blame us." one of the doctors said with fear on his face.

They haven't rested for almost 48 hours, and even contacted famous foreign doctors, but they really can't find a way.

"Get out! A bunch of quacks!" Zhong Qingmu patted the wooden table in front of him angrily. His whole face turned red because of his anger.

"Yes, let's get out now." the doctors ran out like the rest of their lives.

"Baihai, my son, don't worry. I'll avenge this revenge for you. I must let Tang Qianyue bury you with her." Zhong Qingmu muttered with cold eyes.

"Lao Zhong, you haven't had a rest for two days. It's still important for your health. The people invited from Kyoto are already on the way. There are many things you need to deal with later. You should take care of your health." yanlei stood aside and said.

This time, they must ask the Tang family to explain.

At this time, the locked door of the Zhong family was suddenly pushed open, and a gust of wind blew into the room with gravel.

"Who?" Yan Lei's eyes shrunk and blocked the sand blown in with his hands. His body has made a defensive alert state.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Qingmu stood up, immediately pressed the button next to the table and informed his men to come.

"Boss, step back." yanlei said warily.

This sudden high wind is not as simple as natural wind.

But the strong wind when the master comes.

This kind of strong wind can only be created by martial artists with strength at least at the level of a master.

"There are experts." Yan Lei's eyes were a little afraid.

With his strength, he can't do three moves under such an expert.

Who the hell is coming?

"Ah..." suddenly, a scream came from the second floor of the villa.

"Bai Hai." Zhong Qingmu was startled and took the lead in reacting. He immediately ran to the second floor. Yan Lei frowned and immediately followed.

At this time, in the room on the second floor where Zhong Baihai is located, two men in black are standing there.

One of them was wearing a black Tai Chi suit with the dark pattern of the Star River embroidered on the brocade like fabric. The man had a child's face and hair. He was thin and looked like he was about 40 years old. However, the old smell in his eyes made people feel that he might be buried in peace the next second.

Next to the man, there was another man wearing a black robe and covering his whole body. He could only barely see from his body that he was a man.

On the bed, Zhong Baihai, covered with all kinds of pipes, widened his eyes and opened his mouth. Ba.

However, there was no expression in his eyes and his open mouth. Ba didn't make any sound. The whole person seemed to have lost his vitality.

"Bai Hai." when Zhong Qingmu and yanlei opened the door, they immediately shut their mouths.

The strange breath flowing in the room made Zhong Qingmu, who was originally angry, dare not make a sound again.

"Why? Don't you dare to come in?" the man in Tai Chi clothes turned around and said with a strange smile on his face.

"You two are..." Zhong Qingmu looked at Zhong Baihai on the bed and asked tremblingly.

"Are you... Red ghost?" yanlei stood behind Zhong Qingmu, stared wide, slowed down for a while and said.

Tong Yan Hefa, Xinghe black clothes... It's the red ghost of the star master of the seven pavilions. That's right.

The man in the Tai Chi suit raised a evil smile around his mouth and then nodded.

"I've seen the red ghost," said yanlei, and knelt down in horror.

Zhong Qingmu didn't know what had happened, but when he saw Qin Mu kneeling, he knelt down with him.

He knows yanlei's position in the martial arts world. He can make yanlei called an adult and kneel down. What kind of existence must it be

This kind of person is no longer the class that their Zhong family can contact.

It's just, what are these two doing in his son's room?

Is it

"This is my master, Mr. Mo," said the man named Red ghost with a smile.

"I've seen Mr. Mo," yanlei and Zhong Qingmu said respectfully, with doubts and fears in their hearts.

Yanlei was shocked. The red ghost is the star master of Wenqu Pavilion among the seven pavilions, and his master... Isn't he the star master of the seven pavilions?

It is said that the Lord of the seven pavilions is not only the master of the city of dead servants, but also a mysterious and powerful figure in the world, even nuclear weapons can not support confrontation.

Five years ago, the first World War of the city of death attendants in the north of Beilin caused a sensation in the whole martial arts world. Hundreds of martial arts practitioners and the government army jointly attacked the city of death attendants, but no one could defeat the mysterious figure in front of them.

Although I don't know why at last, the mysterious figure suddenly disappeared from the battlefield, leaving the dead servants in the city to confront the martial arts practitioners and the army. In the end, both sides were hurt, and the dead servant city was hurt at that time. Even the seven pavilions disappeared for five years after the war.

Five years.

The seven pavilions are in this world. It seems that the world is going to be restless

"Get up," said the man wrapped in black.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, yanlei and Zhong Qingmu trembled all over.

The voice was rough and hard to hear, but with extremely strong authority, people didn't dare to resist, even subconsciously, they only dared to obey.

"Thank you, Mr. Xie mo..." yanlei and Zhong Qingmu stood up trembling.

After yanlei stood up, he found that a thin layer of sweat had seeped from his back.

Zhong Qingmu knew the strength and status of the two people in front of him, but he was concerned about Zhong Baihai behind them, so he couldn't help asking, "Mr. Mo, please save my son."

"Lao Zhong..." yanlei didn't expect Zhong Qingmu to speak. He couldn't help looking at the man in black in horror.

The red ghost has a smile on his face. However, people can only feel cold and murderous from his smile.

"It's not impossible for my master to save your son, but why?"

The red ghost looked at Zhong Qingmu and said.

"My Lord, as long as you can save my son, you can let me Zhong family do anything or pay any price." Zhong Qingmu's eyes misted with excitement.

No matter how cruel he is in other people's eyes, at this moment, he is just an ordinary father.

"That's what you said," said the red ghost with a dark smile.