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Power of Money novel Chapter 1297

The Holy Maiden had returned?

Not only Wei Feng, but also Wei Shu and Wei Yun were stunned.

Immediately, Wei Shu said in a low voice, "Impossible. When I just came out, I saw the Great Grand Warlock. The Saintess didn't return to the ancestral land. You're lying!"

If the Saintess really went back by herself, and proved that it had nothing to do with Jason, it would prove that they had arrested innocent people indiscriminately before, and Wei Qi would have problems leaving the entrance of the ancestral land. Although this did not affect the final result of Wei Qi being beaten to death by Jason, it was just that his master was unknown. In the future, in front of the family head and the Grand Warlock, it was really hard for him to account for it.

Rinloran chuckled. "Yes or no. If you go back and ask the Grand Warlock, you'll know."

Wei Feng didn't speak, but Wei Shu said coldly, "The reason why we two brothers left the Ancestor's Land today is that we don't want to interfere in the matters of the Law Enforcement Hall. We just want to get justice for my second brother. Today morning, Jason beat my second brother to death in front of everyone. All the officers of the Law Enforcement Hall witnessed the whole thing with their own eyes. I don't know if the old wizard still wants to stop us?"

It didn't matter whether the Holy Maiden had gone back or not. If he could catch Jason himself and beat him to death, even if the Great Grand Warlock was to be convicted in the future, he would bear it without any fear.

"Talking without evidence," said Luo Lan indifferently.

"You're challenging my patience!"

"Put my 2nd brother down!"

Wei Shu shouted twice, and the four tomb guards put down the stretcher in their hands. Suddenly, they strode forward and stood in front of Luo Lan.

"What are you doing!"

Luo Fu's face changed. She stood in front of Luo Lan and confronted the four mausoleum keepers.

"Get out of the way!"

Peng!

Wei Shu raised his hand, and Luo Fu, who was in front of him, flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

His body smashed heavily into Rinloran's body, causing him to fall to the ground along with his old self. A mouthful of blood spurted out from Rinloran's mouth. Rinloran clutched his chest with his hand and lay on the ground, desperately coughing up blood.

"How dare you hurt my wife and mother-in-law!"

As soon as Wei Xiaohan changed his wife, his eyes turned red, and he waved his fists and rushed towards Wei Shu.

Wei Shu was the top master of the ancestral land who guarded the mausoleum. Even Jason might not be a match for him, not to mention Wei Xiaohan.

"Deputy city governor, it's okay for you to manage the city, but I don't think you're qualified to challenge me!"

Wei Shu didn't make a move. The guard behind him suddenly took a step forward and punched Wei Xiaohan in the chest like a flash of lightning. With the sound of bones cracking, Wei Xiaohan flew backward. Blood was in his mouth, spilling all over the air.

"My husband!"

Seeing this, Luo Fu, who was lying on the ground, struggled to get up from the ground.

But looking at the four mausoleum guards in front of her, she knew that these people in front of the door had no chance of winning! Moreover, it had been a long time. Even Luo Lan could get the news and arrived in time. The Patriarch must have known about it. However, none of the eight elders in the elders group rushed to stop them. They must want to see Jason beaten to death by the tomb guard and disintegrate the biggest enemy of the Wei family in the outside world!

"Mrs. Luo, I don't want to hurt anyone in your mansion. I just go in and take Jason. Don't force me to kill him. You know, if the tomb guard acts, we can kill him first and report it later!"

Wei Shu put down his words and strode into the courtyard with the four of them.

Only three people were left on the ground.

Wei Xiaohan gritted his teeth and said, "Where's the head? Why hasn't he appeared for such a long time?"

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