Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

The paper man on this side shattered, and Hou Weiren's chest was stuffy on the other side, his old face was flushed, and then he spit out a cloud of dirty blood, which was not the same paper man he swallowed before. Cardboard.

At the same time, only a bang was heard, and the Sanqing Bell in Hu Mingshan's hand was cut in two, and the mouth of the bell fell on the ground with another crisp sound.

"Old man, old man..." When the Hou family saw it, they hurriedly reached out to help. The Hou family was at a time when the storm was precarious, and if something happened to Hou Weiren, the Hou family's sky would really collapse.

"It's okay, it's okay." Hou Weiren took a rough breath. He pointed to the blood on the ground and looked at Hu Mingshan, with a look of anxiety on his face, and said anxiously: "Master Hu, what's the matter?"

Hu Mingshan calmed down the blood surging around his body next time, and a touch of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

This unwillingness is not aimed at Meng Zezhi's tyranny, but distressed the generous rewards promised by the Hou family.

He sighed and said, "Then Xie Guangsheng would not give up."

Hearing these words, Hou Weiren's face was blue. He barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a bit of pleading, "Master Hu, is there really no other way?"

Hu Mingshan shook his head: "Forgive Hu, there is nothing he can do."

When did his Hou family suffer such humiliation? All the Hou family present were agitated, and the young man supporting Hou Weiren immediately said angrily: "Master Hu, you are also a master of the famous town anyway. , Won’t you be afraid of being laughed at when you spread it out?"

Hu Mingshan's face was pulled down instantly, trying to irritate him, it was not so easy.

If it was in the past, depending on the power of the Hou family, he could not guarantee that he would give the Hou family a bit or two. But now, the Hou family is in danger. Whether it can be preserved or not, it really annoys him. He doesn't mind adding to the fire. oil.

Probably also aware of this, Hou Weiren immediately cursed: "How can you speak, can you blame Master Hu? Please apologize to Master Hu soon."

The young man looked reluctant, but because of Hou Weiren's words, he had to say, "Sorry..."

"Okay," Hu Mingshan interrupted him and said to Hou Weiren, "Father, I have said everything that should be said, and I have done everything that should be done, Hu Mou will do my best and leave!"

"Master Hu——" Hou Weiren looked unwilling, but Hu Mingshan had already made it clear that he did not want to drip this muddy water. He could only gritted his teeth and said: "Butler, send Master Hu for me, and then make two entries to Master Hu's account. million."

"The old man is polite."

Judging from the value of these two million, Hu Mingshan and Yan Yue said: "If the old man wants to keep the Hou family, he might as well listen to me. I can't convince Xie Guangsheng. That's because I and he have never been ignorant, so what I said is naturally not enough. Weight. If you can ask someone with weight to make peace, there may be room for change."

Hou Weiren's face was ashen, unmoved.

At this moment, the middle-aged man on his right hung up the phone in his hand, with a look of panic: "Master, the call from Uncle Zhao, the boss was taken away by the discipline inspector."

The eldest in his mouth is Hou Wanhua's own brother, Hou Wancheng, the current head of the Hou family.

"What?" Hou Weiren was shocked: "What's the matter?"

After Hou Ting (Hou Wancheng's son and the one reported by his mistress) had an accident, in order to prevent him from implicating other people in the Hou family, Hou Weiren sent people to destroy evidence of Hou Ting's acceptance of bribes as quickly as possible.

The middle-aged man looked strange: "When the boss and his sister-in-law were discussing Hou Ting's affairs, Xiao Chu was also there for unknown reasons, and he was holding his sister-in-law's cell phone. The phone was connected to 110..."

Xiaochu is Hou Ting's son, four years old this year.

How could there be such a coincidence?

Hou Weiren's face was cracked directly, he held his chest, his palms undulated violently with his chest, and he was almost out of breath.

"Old man, old man..." The middle-aged man quickly stretched out his hand to relieve his back.

The young man said anxiously: "Father, what do you think we should do next?"

The surrounding Hou family echoed one after another: "Yes, old man, Hou Ting folded in. The second uncle lost two legs, and now the uncle has also been arrested... If something happens to the Hou family, it will really be over. "

Hearing this, Hou Weiren grabbed the middle-aged man's hand suddenly.

The middle-aged man suffers from pain: "Master?"

Hou Weiren took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Prepare a gift!"

Meng Zezhi was cooking when Father Han came to the door with his things.

Han Daqin opened the door and stared slightly when he saw the person coming: "Grandpa?"

"Didn't you go abroad, why are you here?" Old man Han was a little surprised.

The family members were worried because Han Daqin didn't tell them that he had been targeted by Li Gui.

So now when Father Han asked, Han Daqin could only say vaguely: "I just came back, and I have something to discuss with Congyan."

The old man Han just asked casually, and didn't take it to heart. He had something to do with him: "Yes, thank you...Is there a long time for Xie Dao?"

"Yes." Han Daqin turned sideways and let Old Man Han come in.

Hearing the movement, Meng Zezhi reached out his hand to turn off the gas, took off his apron, and went out of the kitchen.

"Master Han." Meng Zezhi greeted.

Old man Han bowed his hand and said politely, "Xie Daochang."

"Please sit down." Meng Zezhi's gaze fell on the gift box carried by the bodyguards behind Old Man Han, and he paused: "Lord, what's the matter for your visit to the humble house today?"

Xie Bowen made tea and brought it over.

Old man Han stretched out his hand to take it, put it on the coffee table, and just said: "Entrusted by others, come and be a lobbyist."

Speaking of this, Old Man Han sighed with emotion. Three months ago, Xie Bowen interrupted Hou Wanhua's leg. He was still a lobbyist when he went to Hou's house.

Who would have thought that after three months, it was him who was the lobbyist, but he became the Hou family in a low voice, and he really responded to the Feng Shui sentence in turn.

"Hou Family?" Han Daqin exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes."

With that said, Old Man Han took a stack of documents from the bodyguard and divided them into two halves. He put the documents in his left hand on the coffee table and pushed them to Meng Zezhi: "This is what Hou Wanhua was compensated from the Yandai blog. The Hou family has now doubled the repayment."

Then he pushed over the documents in his right hand: "This is an apologization from the Hou family to Bowen, including a villa on the South Third Ring Road, a sports car, three facades on the People’s Square, and Dongfeng Entertainment’s percent With one share, the Hou family guarantees that these things come from the right path."

Dongfeng Entertainment is the owner of Xie Bowen.

The value of these things will not be less than 150 million yuan.

Meng Ze knows but smiles silently.

Old man Han didn’t feel embarrassed either. He finished the draft. “That’s because you can drive the Hou family to such a field, but I still have to say a few words. This centipede is dead but not stiff. The Hou family is powerful, not just to talk about it. The operations of the four generations of the Hou family, just by in-laws, fellow villagers, and the same family, have been implicated in more than a quarter of the capital in the capital."

"So don't look at the Hou family now in danger, but if the Hou family is really pressed, he will naturally have a thousand ways to kill you. Xie Daochang, you are strong and naturally not afraid, but there is always something you can't take care of. For example, blog posts, or Congyan..."

Old man Han ordered it all, and that's why he was willing to be the lobbyist of the Hou family.

Meng Zezhi has studied knowledge for two lifetimes, and it is the first time to play with power.

He had to admit that what Old Man Han said made sense.

Just listen to Old Man Han continuing to say: "The Hou family promises that as long as Xie Daochang will stop, the Hou family will only regard this incident as never happened, and will never retaliate against Daochang Xie afterwards."

Meng Zezhi didn't believe this, but he still said: "Since you are all talking about it, my father, then the right is to give you face, and I will accept these things!"

"Okay." Old man Han opened his eyes and smiled: "Then look at—"

Meng Zezhi raised his chin at Xie Bowen: "Go, turn off the tap on the sink."

Xie Bowen did what he said.

Then Meng Zezhi said, "Well, Old Man Han, that's all about the Hou family."

Father Han didn't expect Meng Zezhi to talk so easily. He couldn't help but feel the wind at his feet when he left.

When the person completely disappeared at the gate, Xie Bowen said anxiously: "Dad, did you really let the Hou family go?"

He didn't believe a word about the promise made by the Hou family.

"Don't worry," Meng Zezhi glanced at the things on the coffee table, stroked the beard on his chin, and narrowed his eyes: "Your father, I'm smart!"

Blame him for being too aggressive, although the effect is good, it irritates the Hou family.

"Go, clean out all the candles in the sink and bury them on the shore of the man-made lake in the community."

"How do you say?" Xie Bowen lifted his spirits.

Meng Zezhi grabbed the fan and patted his palms: "For our safety, the Hou family must not be allowed to stay, but it must not be anxious for the Hou family. If this is the case, then take your time. The best result is Hou's. The family lost a little bit, and they didn't even know it was our hands to death."

Meng Zezhi's original intention was only to give Xie Bowen a nasty anger, but he didn't think that things would develop into what it is now.