One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Wang Bing maintained his posture of supporting himself on the table with both hands, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

He stared at his great-grandfather, waiting for the order to be given.

If Wang Ai just gives the nod, he can lead his men to wreak havoc on the World Society tonight!

however.

To Wang Bing's surprise...

Wang Ai looked at the gleaming knife on the table and suddenly laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He pulled out the butterfly knife and tossed it aside.

"Grandpa is getting old!"

Wang Ai leaned back in her chair, looking at her great-grandson who exuded a fierce aura, and praised him with a smile:

"When something happens, you still have to think things through carefully. You're really not as good as our silly baby!"

"Look at that ruthlessness! That's more like the Wang family's offspring!"

This sudden change in style completely bewildered Wang Bing.

He was all ready to make a big splash, but his great-grandfather suddenly switched to a tone that sounded like he was coaxing a child.

Wang Bing's fierce expression immediately froze, then turned bright red.

"cut!"

Wang Bing straightened up, somewhat speechless, scratched his blond hair, and looked around awkwardly.

"I...you...this..."

He held it in for a long time, but finally couldn't help but complain:

"Stop treating me like a child, okay? I was just talking to you about a serious family counterattack plan, why are you teasing me like a three-year-old again!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Seeing Wang Bing's frustrated yet eager-to-prove-himself expression, Wang Ai laughed even harder.

The oppressive atmosphere in the study completely vanished because of Wang Ai's loud laughter.

After laughing enough, Wang Ai composed herself.

He picked up the slightly cooled tea beside him and took a sip.

"Bing'er, sit down."

Wang Ai pointed to the stool next to her.

Wang Bing pursed his lips and obediently sat back down.

Although he is arrogant and domineering in public, even to the point of being lawless, he is not stupid.

He made that suggestion partly because he was furious about the Feng family taking advantage of his misfortune, and partly to please his grandfather and make him happy.

In the Wang family, if you please Wang Ai, he's your god!

"Your idea was ruthless enough, but it was too crude."

Wang Ai put down his teacup, looked intently at his beloved great-grandson, and began to impart his experience in the martial arts world.

"Our world of extraordinary people is, to put it bluntly, also a kind of martial arts world."

Even gangsters have to uphold a code of honor. Since ancient times, the four most taboo words have been "misfortune should not extend to one's family!"

Wang Ai tapped her fingers on the table:

"Business mergers and disputes between branches are all about who has the best skills. If you lose, you have to accept it. The company and those people above you will at most turn a blind eye."

"But if you really go and harm Feng Zhenghao's children..."

Wang Ai gave a cold laugh:

"That brat Feng Zhenghao always seems all smiles and spineless. But he's just enduring it for the sake of the World Society's foundation!"

"If you really harm his offspring, you're digging up his very roots! He'll absolutely fight you to the death!"

"We cannot do something so foolish as to hurt the enemy a thousand while losing eight hundred of our own."

Wang Bing was given a lecture, and although he was still a little unconvinced, he could only nod and agree repeatedly.

"Grandpa is right to reprimand me. I was just being inconsiderate and only thinking about venting your anger."

"Yes, Grandpa is content with your filial piety."

Wang Ai nodded in satisfaction.

Then, his tone suddenly changed, and the sinister look in his eyes resurfaced.

"Just because we can't touch his family doesn't mean we have to swallow this insult."

"I'm going to teach Feng Zhenghao a painful lesson!!"

Wang Bing's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward: "Grandpa, what do you plan to do?"

Wang Ai did not answer directly, but leaned back in the armchair, looking at the closed door of the study.

"go."

Wang Ai's voice was low and filled with murderous intent:

"Go to the backyard and call your second grandfather and your second uncle over here."

……

at the same time.

On the other side of Beijing, at Xishan Manor.

The early autumn evening breeze dispelled the daytime heat.

Three oversized charcoal grills were set up on the wide lawn.

Tonight, Zhang Chulan is hosting a barbecue party here.

Because in a few days it's that so-called "International Conference of Extraordinary People," and all sorts of weirdos and monsters from all over the world will flock to Beijing.

To ensure security during the meeting.

Not only did Nadutong put all major regions on high alert, but it also specifically targeted two major threats in East and Central China—

Xiao Zizai and Hei Guan'er were temporarily transferred to the Beijing headquarters to stand by.

Upon hearing that these two acquaintances had come to Beijing, Zhang Chulan simply wrote a few words and invited them to his villa for a free meal.

It was euphemistically called a pre-war mobilization meeting.

The courtyard was bustling with noise.

"Sizzle~"

A piece of marbled Wagyu beef was placed on a wire mesh, and the dripping fat onto the glowing charcoal fire instantly released a rich aroma of meat.

Xiao Zizai rolled up his sleeves high.

At this moment, Brother Xiao was standing in front of the largest oven, holding a gleaming boning knife in his hand.

With a few deft movements of his knife, he perfectly dismembered a large piece of lamb chop, bone and all, into uniformly sized chunks.

"Old Xiao, your knife skills are truly amazing."

Hei Guan'er sat imposingly on a stool to the side, holding a can of ice-cold beer in his hand, and took a big gulp.

"But could you please tone down that look in your eyes a little when you're cutting meat?"

"I noticed you were staring at that lamb chop like it was a living person; it was kind of creepy."

"Brother Guan, you don't understand."

Xiao Zizai kept moving his hands, a smile playing on his lips.

He used the tip of his knife to pick up a piece of meat and placed it precisely in the area where it was cooked to perfection.

"Whether it's dissecting food or performing rituals to help sinners, the underlying principles are the same."

"Look at the direction of this muscle texture. If this cut follows the bone seam, there will be the least resistance, and the customer's taste will be the best..."

"Stop, stop, stop! Lao Xiao, I was wrong, I shouldn't have asked. Hurry up and grill it, my stomach is growling."

Black pipe quickly stopped his gossip about food anatomy that sent chills down everyone's spine.

He raised the beer can in his hand and gave a toast to Wang Ye, who was slumped in a recliner not far away.

Wang Ye picked up the beer can and weakly bumped it against the clarinet.

"Master Wang, what have you been up to these days? Why are you so weak?" Black Pipe teased.

"Don't even mention it..."

Wang Ye sighed and pointed to Zhang Chulan, who was busy around another oven.

"That shameless guy dragged me into being his free personal driver for a few days, driving me all over Beijing..."

Zhang Chulan was holding a palm-leaf fan and fanning the charcoal fire.

Upon hearing Wang Ye's complaint, he immediately turned his head and chuckled:

"Old Wang, how can this be called a free driver? This is called making an indelible contribution to the logistical support work of our team!"

"Come on! To make it up to you, I sprinkled extra cumin on this skewer of freshly grilled kidneys. Eat it while it's hot!"

Zhang Chulan casually stuffed a sizzling, oily grilled kidney into Wang Ye's hand, then turned around and started calling out to the others.

While things are bustling with activity here...

The art style on the other side appears somewhat "brutal".

Feng Baobao moved a small stool and sat directly on the downwind side of the oven.

There was a huge iron plate in front of her.

Lu Linglong and Chen Duo sat on either side of her.

"Sister Bao'er, the oysters are ready, you should try them!"