Chapter 89: Revenge for His Son
I can’t help but sigh at Zhang Xianzhong’s cruelty!
In order to defeat Hauge, he not only refined his queen into a corpse immortal, but also buried three thousand of his most loyal soldiers in cursed tombs, which became a poisonous move for future counterattacks.
Such people would do whatever it takes to win. In other words, Zhang Xianzhong was already at the end of his rope at that time.
Thinking of this, I asked again: "Boss, what are you going to do with Queen Secret Heart?"
Zhang Sanfen smiled and said, "We are not qualified to deal with her."
"Mr. Hu has to make the decision on this matter."
I know, Queen Secret Heart If it were just an ordinary corpse immortal, it wouldn't be enough for the officials to personally take care of it.
But the problem is that the current Queen of Secret Heart is also related to three thousand corpse soldiers.
Just for these three thousand corpse soldiers, we must be cautious when dealing with the Queen of Secret Heart.
But when I think of the obedient Queen of Secret Heart following me, I feel unbearable.
I remembered that she slapped Young Master Hong to death in order to protect me, and that she clung to me like a kitten.
Even if she is a corpse fairy, even if she is the leader of three thousand corpse soldiers, she has never hurt me.
I can even detect that she still has a sense of attachment to me.
The vehicle bumped constantly on the rugged mountain road. I don’t know when the heavy rain outside stopped.
Suddenly, the old monk said: "People from the Hong family!"
I quickly looked up, and sure enough I found seven or eight off-road vehicles driving in on the mountain road ahead.
The mountain road was narrow and they were blocked on the opposite side, unable to drive for a while.
The old monk stepped on the brakes, then turned over and got out of the car.
As a result, several stout men also got out from the opposite side, and then an old man walked shakily from the back of the vehicle.
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the old monk and said, "It turns out to be the master lay monk."
The lay monk clasped his hands together and put them on his chest and said, "Mr. Hong."
My heart suddenly skipped a beat. I was afraid that this was Mr. Hong's. Elders.
Maybe he's still Hong Shao's father.
Mr. Hong looked past us and landed directly on the commercial vehicle behind us.
He sighed softly and said, "It seems that we are still a step too late."
"It's just a pity that Xiao Bin lost his life."
I secretly complained in my heart that Mr. Hong was not the only one who died, but the two horse boys also died.
The lay monk said: "Sir, please express my condolences."
"It is common for people in our profession to be injured and die. If Mr. Hong is willing, I can offer salvation to Young Master Hong and his two innocent friends."
Mr. Hong withdrew his gaze and said softly: "Can I take a look at the Queen of Secret Heart?"
The lay monk said decisively: "I'm sorry. The Queen of Secret Heart is now the official's trophy."
"What's more, the Corpse Immortal is very powerful, and we only succeeded in ambush in secret. If something happened The monk can't bear the trouble."
Mr. Hong was very disappointed: "That's a pity."
He suddenly raised his head and looked into the car: "Is He Yongheng here?"
As soon as he mentioned my name, Hong A man behind the gentleman cursed and said: "I'm going to kill this little kid!"
"If it weren't for him! Would my brother die?"
Several men suddenly started making noises, and several of them came over angrily. . Zhang Sanfen said to me: "Stay here and don't move!"
He got out of the car and stood next to the lay monk.
Even the two men in the business car opened the door and got out, leaning against the front of the car and lighting a cigarette.
Mr. Hong looked at me sitting in the back seat through the windshield and said loudly: "He Yongheng, you killed my son, now you don't dare to stand up and face it?"
Zhang Sanfen said with a smile: " Mr. Hong, your son was killed because he wanted to capture the Corpse Immortal, but was not strong enough."
"This debt cannot fall on him, right?"
The man said angrily: "Who are you? You are the one talking here. Is it your fault?"
"Get out of here!"
he said, trying to rush over and pull the door open.
Seeing Zhang Sanfen standing in front of him, he slapped him in the face.
Zhang Sanfen's expression remained unchanged, and when the man's slap was about to fall in front of him, he suddenly kicked him, and the opponent immediately let out an ouch and flew backwards.
At this time, the heavy rain had just stopped, and there was mud and stagnant water everywhere. When the man fell to the ground, he was immediately covered in mud, and he was very embarrassed.
The man became furious and got into the car. When he reappeared, he had a broad-bladed machete.
The men around them took out weapons from the trunk one after another, and they all looked fierce, and they seemed to be about to fight if they disagreed.
But Zhang Sanfen just sneered and didn't care at all.
Mr. Hong stopped the men behind him and said: "Young man is very handsome with his hand out. What is your name?"
The boss said: "Nanshan Funeral Home, Zhang Sanfen!"
"He Yongheng is my employee and my brother. Mr. Hong, if you have anything to do, just come to me, there is no need to embarrass a kid who has just entered the industry."
Upon hearing the name Zhang Sanfen, the people around him suddenly became awe-inspiring.
The man who got kicked couldn't help but look at him secretly.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
The boss's fame is not just in North China. Who among the famous people in China doesn't know his name?
Especially when the quarrel with the old lady of the Qi family and Yu Bushun from northwest Shanxi broke out, the rumors were abuzz in the circle.
The lay monk said softly: "Mr. Hong, I can understand the pain in your heart." "
But this matter actually has nothing to do with He Yongheng."
"The Corpse Immortal is fierce. When he cursed the tomb, both the Shen family and his son were seriously injured. . Yu Bushun from northwest Shanxi killed more than a dozen of his masters in order to catch him."
"Master Hong wants to catch the Corpse Immortal, so he will naturally have to bear the consequences of failure."
"You are also an old expert in the circle, so you shouldn't Understand this problem."
Mr. Hong said softly: "I understand. But it is my son who died!"
He waved his hand, and a dozen men suddenly got out of seven or eight cars, each carrying swords, guns and sticks, and slowly walked towards We gathered around.
Mr. Hong's eyes were bloodshot, but his tone remained unhurried: "If He Yongheng doesn't come out, then I'll have to offend everyone." I was so
angry that I couldn't care less about the boss's orders.
At that moment, I opened the car door without hesitation and said loudly: "Mr. Hong! One person does the work and the other takes responsibility! Don't use this as an excuse to try to rob the Corpse Immortal!" As soon as I
said this, the face of the lay monk suddenly changed.
He immediately understood that Mr. Hong's revenge for his son was a lie, but perhaps robbing the Corpse Immortal was the real thing!
(End of chapter)