Mad Son-in-law

After receiving Shi Leng's short message, Zhendong showed a gloomy smile.

He immediately happily knocked on Wang Hongshen's door and told his master of the great ‘good news’.

I thought that Wang Hongshen would also be smiling, but who knew the uncle had a sad face and even shed tears.

"Boil the beans and burn the beans, the beans are weeping in the cauldron. They were born from the same root, so why not fry them too quickly." Wang Hongshen gently tried the corners of his eyes and murmured: "Hongyuan, my brother, I'm sorry, you The only heir is gone..."

Who is Xiang Zhendong? The ascaris in the belly of Wang Hongshen, who was also called Wang Hongshen, immediately became sad when he saw Wang Hongshen's expression.

"Second Lord’s fate, he died young, and now he’s dead again! But sir, don’t be sad, who made this Wang Jie not a good man? Now we are doing this, it’s just a matter of urgency, don’t you? It’s all for the business empire of the Wang family! Nature does not give birth to two days, and the family cannot be two masters. Only in this way can the future of the Wang family continue to advance courageously under your wise leadership without any dispute! The death of Wang Jie is true. A glorious death is a great death, a death that conforms to the will of God."

Wang Hongshen looked at Zhendong, showing a gratified smile, and repeatedly said: "Yes, for the Wang family, everything is for the Wang family, I have no choice, haha! Tell Shi Leng, you must take my dear nephew The burial is good, it’s impossible to bury the child in a magnificent atmosphere, but you have to buy a mat and wrap it, the soil is cold!"

"The uncle is really kind!" Xiang Zhendong praised sincerely, frowning and said: "But this time cold may be too excited after doing meritorious service, and turned off the computer, probably going to drink!"

"Forget it, I can only suffer for my nephew! As for the cold, young man, let him go and indulge, as long as it is easy to bite, it doesn't matter if this dog eats some meat!" Wang Hongshen rubbed excitedly. Hand, said: "You go to Lu Yuliang, open a bottle of good wine by the way, I have to celebrate with him."

After a while, Lu Yuliang and Lu Mingzhi came over in person, and they were equally delighted.

"Mr. Da, the old dogs Fan Xiaolin and Wang Jie have really clicked?" Lu Yuliang made a throat cut excitedly!

Xiang Zhendong smiled and said on behalf of Wang Hongshen: "This is still fake? Our Wang family's thugs are all first-rate."

"That's a celebration. Now I feel so angry when I think of Wang Jie in front of me and smashed my shop. Now I have finally avenged my blood!" Lu Mingzhi said with a pleased smile, "Thank you, Mr. Da, of course. , Congratulations too..."

"Hey, how come you are happy!" Wang Hongshen pretended to say deeply: "That's my nephew after all, we are bleeding the same blood. Tsk tsk, if it weren't for the old man for the past two years, I've always been stunned and happy. I'm bored, I don't know what to do. I always feel that he will abandon me, and I won't make such a bad move. Alas, I can only wait for me to go to the underworld in a hundred years to apologize to my brother Hongyuan."

Everyone understood, and he regretted it for a while, then opened the red wine and began to celebrate frequently.

"Mr. Xiang, I heard that Shi Leng was successful?" At this moment, Bai Weng came.

Xiang Zhendong nodded and said proudly: "Bai Weng, you can never look down on them who play guns. Look, sometimes, in the age of science and technology, you have to use modern methods to solve problems. I think you can exercise when it is cold. I recommend Master Dao, go there! This old man still has more uncle talents beside him!"

Bai Weng was expressionless and whispered: "Can I read his text messages?"

"Why? Still don't believe it?" Xiang Zhendong sneered: "Bai Weng, you are too conservative. I can't believe anyone's words. Can I still fake it?"

Even so, Dan Xiang Zhendong handed the phone to Bai Weng.

"No!" After just one glance, the old man said solemnly: "This text message shouldn't be sent coldly."

Xiang Zhendong frowned, took the phone back, and looked at it again, but he didn't see anything famous.

"What's wrong? What can be wrong with this text message?"

Bai Weng said, “I’m colder than you know. This person has always been above the top. He hopes that he will be a blockbuster! Killing Wang Jie today, such a great achievement, after he is finished, he will definitely come back non-stop. Please work. Even if his father is going for funeral, his mother is poisoned, and his daughter-in-law steals the man, he will not take care of it. So, how could he handle other things?

Xiang Zhendong heard what Bai Weng said, and felt that it really made sense. Shi Leng can always wait for this opportunity...

Could it be that Shi Leng has already...

Just when Xiang Zhendong was feeling cold, the housekeeper of the Lu family came, holding a box in his hand, nodding and bowing: "Master, Sir, I'm bothering you, there was an express mail just now and it was sent to you, Mr. Yes, I didn't dare to dismantle it privately, so I quickly sent it to you."

"Mr. Da?" Xiang Zhendong frowned, and suddenly stared: "It's what Shi Leng said in the text message. Otherwise, no one might post something to Mr. Da."

Bai Weng frowned, stepped forward and hugged the box, and said in a low voice: "Back, be careful of fraud."

Xiang Zhendong didn't dare to be sloppy. After all, this white man had killed countless people, and his instinct for danger was definitely higher than that of ordinary people. Therefore, he hurriedly protected Wang Hongshen, and several people retreated to the very edge of the hall and looked at Bai Weng nervously.

Baiweng listened to the movement in the box and let out a sigh, without a ticking sound.

I opened the edge of the box slightly, and there didn't seem to be any cords in it. It seemed that it was definitely not a bomb. Think about it, even if Wang Jie is crazy, he doesn't have the guts to send a bomb!

"Hehe, what's wrong with me, I was panicked by a yellow-mouthed kid!"

Bai Weng laughed mockingly, tore off the tape, and then suddenly opened the box.

call……

A strong smell of blood rushed over his face.

Despite his mental preparations, Bai Weng trembling with his hands, the box fell to the ground, and a **** severed hand that was still holding a pistol rolled out.

"what!"

Lu Yuliang and his son exclaimed, and took a breath of air-conditioning to Zhendong, but Wang Hongshen had no other reaction except for a few tremors at the corners of his mouth.

"This is... whose hand is this..." Lu Yuliang stammered.

Bai Weng regained his calm, shook his head and sighed: "It's cold. I have seen this pocket gun. He loves it like his life."

Lu Yuliang was stunned, didn't Shi Leng kill Wang Jie? Why did the cold hands arrive home first?

If Shi Leng is dead, wouldn't it be that Wang Jie and Fan Xiaolin are still alive?

"Well, Fan Xiaolin knew I was going to kill him. Will this **** die with me..." For the first time, Lu Yuliang found out that he started to feel a little afraid of the biting dog he had cultivated.

Lu Mingzhi said with relief: "Dad, don't worry. Although he killed Shi Leng, he didn't know that you were the messenger behind him!"

"Did your mind get water?" Lu Yuliang cursed, "If he doesn't know that I am the messenger behind him, how can he send his hands to Zidiao Manor? Whether it is Wang Jie or Fan Xiaolin, the reason why they dare to do this is that Makes it clear to threaten me..."

Wang Hongshen was also quite frightened, but after all he had seen the world, he was much calmer than Lu Yuliang's panic at the moment!

"Bai Weng, get rid of this dirty thing. It's always cold and sometimes cold, something that is not useful!"

Bai Weng nodded, put Shi Leng's hand into the box again, and muttered to the box, "I said, you shouldn't underestimate him. But you are still careless, the price is too great!"

Xiang Zhendong was anxious and cursed: "What does Wang Jie mean? If you dare to chop off Shi Leng's hand, is he a threat? Wang Hongshen in Yancheng doesn't know who does not know, is he intimidated by him? Uncle, I suggest, let Bai Weng go out again. In short, if you look for opportunities, you will definitely be able to kill him!"

Wang Hongshen waved his hand, shook his head and said, "It won't work now, wait a minute, tomorrow, the little Rakshasa is coming, there can be no noise."

"Little Luosha? Are you talking about Wang Xin? Ha ha, they seem to have a bad relationship, right? This was the case when Wang Jie didn't leave Yancheng." Xiang Zhendong said.

Wang Hongshen snorted: "You don't understand, this little girl is the jewel in my father's palm. Maybe she doesn't care if I kill Wang Jie, but if she tells the matter to the old man, then my father will be more guarded against me. After all, even I will endanger him in his eyes if his nephews and nephews kill him. Are you still my father? He can deny him, but he can’t be a little rebellious or threatening to him, otherwise, he won’t come to the fore. Sun, have you forgotten my third brother Wang Hongyan..."

Wang Hongyan is Wang Bojun's third son. He has been left out in the Wang family for ten years. At the beginning, he just used a sum of five million yuan without Wang Bojun's consent, and was regarded as abandoned by Wang Bojun ever since.

"Think about it, it's better to be careful! Then...then this breath can only be swallowed temporarily?" Lu Yuliang said unwillingly.

Wang Hongshen thought for a while and said, "Shi Leng failed for a reason. He is a sniper and should not be ordered in. Let me check. Maybe there is an inner ghost among us..."