That night, all the Zhou family members and three generations of grandparents arrived in Yancheng.

The temperature in Yancheng tonight is particularly cold.

The whole city was filled with a solemn chill!

A Hanshan villa in Yancheng. After Mr. Zhou’s death, his body was transported here, and a mourning hall was placed, which was extremely simple!

The Zhou family came from Shangshanghai overnight and came to Beijing circles, all wearing simple clothes.

For unnecessary trouble and external speculation, everyone in the Zhou family received a secret order and was not allowed to wear mourning clothes!

Ordinary cars after another were parked at the entrance of Hanshan Villa.

The current head of the Zhou family, Zhou Chongyue, also known as Zhou Changping's eldest son, was the first to arrive at Hanshan Villa, with three sons and two grandsons.

After entering the manor and verifying his identity, Zhou Chongyue hurried to the main hall of the manor to worship the old manor.

He must be present. As the eldest son, he must receive the hijackers coming from behind.

The news of Mr. Zhou's death also informed some of the close friends he had made with him.

In the main hall, Chen Ping stood in front of the mourning hall and stood with his hands behind his back.

On both sides of the main hall, the six masters all had solemn and dignified expressions.

From today on, there are only six left in the myth of the seven masters of the national martial arts world.

"Who are you? Why don't you kneel down to worship my great-grandfather!"

Suddenly, a rebellious male voice came from the entrance of the main hall.

The fourth generation of the Zhou family, Zhou Chongyue's eldest grandson, pointed at Chen Ping in the main hall with an angry chill.

He didn't expect that there was someone standing in front of his great-grandfather's mourning hall, so arrogant.

Chen Ping browed and turned around, seeing seven or eight people hurriedly stepping into the door.

When Zhou Chongyue, the head of the Zhou family, saw Chen Ping's original deity, immediately turned his head and scolded his eldest grandson: "Shut up! This is Mr. Chen!"

After saying that, Zhou Chongyue hurried forward, originally wanted to meet Chen Ping first.

But Chen Ping shook his head.

Zhou Chongyue bent down, then walked to the mourning hall, lit three incense sticks of the old man, and then led the descendants of the Zhou family to kneel down and bow down, then turned around and said respectfully to Chen Ping: "Young Master Chen, please forgive Qingyun's rudeness and recklessness."

Chen Ping glanced at the young man hiding on Zhou Chongyue, who was only in his twenties and had red eyes at this moment.

"Qingyun, why don't you apologize to Young Master Chen?" Zhou Chongyue turned around and shouted.

Zhou Qingyun immediately stood up, bent down and apologized: "I'm sorry."

Chen Ping nodded, not saying anything about this trivial matter, and said, "Tonight, it is the home court of your Zhou family. Just treat me as a slinger."

"Yes, Mr. Chen."

Zhou Chongyue said, and then led his tribe members to kneel down in the mourning hall, waiting for the condolences of the chanters.

It was Zhou Qingyun and a few juniors who occasionally peeked at Chen Ping and muttered something in a low voice.

"Brother Qingyun, he is Young Master Chen."

A boy about eighteen or nineteen years old looked at Chen Ping standing in the corner with admiration.

Zhou Qingyun seemed not convinced, and secretly clenched his fists and said, "Hmph, I will definitely be even better than him in the future!"

This is the battle between men.

He was in the Zhou family and had been hearing about Mr. Chen, so he was naturally dissatisfied!

The Zhou family needs his Zhou family to work hard!

No need to rely on outsiders!

"Brother Qingyun, whisper, if grandpa hears it, you will be scolded again."

The little boy said quickly.

Not long after, Zhou Lingxuan and Zhou Zhixue rushed from Shangshanghai.

Zhou Chongyue roared with his eyes and stared at the dozen people outside the hall!

Behind Zhou Chongyue were all descendants of the Zhou family, and they were all filled with righteous indignation and glared at them!

On the opposite side, the man who was masked was Xing Yue. Behind him, the twelve men in Zhongshan suits were all full of murderous intentions!
Chapter completed!