Zheng Yikui was attracted by this and was a little rude. Although he was begging for mercy, he actually saw that Dong Mobing did not have much real power. Moreover, the girl was kind-hearted after all, and would not kill him, and she would not kill someone like Wu Xiao said that she would kill someone.

Wu Xiao stood aside, staring at him coldly, almost bleeding from his eyes, threatening like a devil: "Zheng Yikui, even if you call your director, I will not spare you! If you want to kill me, even if I can't kill you, I must sue you in court!"

Zheng Yikui held the phone tightly in his left hand, his eyes grief and sad. He did not talk to Wu Xiao, nor did he continue to plead with Dong Mobing, but held a button on the phone very secretly.

That button is a special button he specially used to inform the Dong family.

...

Dong Family.

The four major imperial guards are still on duty in this huge courtyard, even though news about Dong Jianshu has not yet been heard.

After experiencing a huge change in Xiaoxi Lake Villa, the power of the Dong family has undergone subversive changes.

Now, a large number of guards from the Dong family have resigned, and only a group of trusted subordinates who are extremely loyal to the Dong family are left. Dong Bin and Dong Lin, who come here to report on time, are now dead and the other is in the hospital.

In addition, the three major gangs in Jincheng often come here to pay homage to Dong Jianshu, and now they have completely changed, because the bosses of the Axe Gang and the Speed ​​Gang are all dead, and the gang brothers are in no way possible. In fact, many gang brothers have become a mess and are no longer a whole like before.

In a white European-style architectural villa, the phone in the lobby on the first floor rang again and again.

An old servant from the Dong family followed Dong Jianshu for more than 30 years, walked over and answered the phone.

He held the phone with both hands and asked carefully: "Who are you looking for?"

There was a voice from the other end of the phone. Suddenly, the old servant's hunched body suddenly stood up with force. Even if he couldn't stand up like a young man, it could be seen that he was doing his best to straighten his body, and his whole expression became extremely respectful.

"Master, it's you." He said slowly. On the other end of the phone, it turned out to be Dong Jianshu's voice!

"I am now abroad and will not come back in a short period of time. You contact someone and let him take charge of the overall situation. Remember, I will definitely come back. Before I come back, that person means me. You must treat him like me!"

“Yes, yes!”

"Okay, go, the old man of the Hu family, is a friend of life and death with me. You have been to his old house as well."

"Master, you are outside, take care of yourself!"

"I will."

The other party hung up the phone, and the old servant stood there in a daze, and he put the phone back for a long time.

"The master will not come back in a short period of time. Now we will contact Mr. Hu and let him take charge of the overall situation. You can follow me and go see Mr. Hu quickly!"

The old servant quickly walked out, called the four guards over, and asked them to arrange a car. Soon after, he drove away from the Dong family garden and headed to another manor in Jincheng.

Hujia Manor.

The old man of the Hu family, who is over 70 years old, has been living a quiet life in the mountains and forests, living a companionship with flowers and birds all day long, and loves fishing and hunting.

However, no one will ignore his existence.

Dong Jianshu of Jincheng is recognized as the first person with a high position, power, powerful and unrivaled power. However, even Dong Jianshu is very respectful of the old man of the Hu family.

Bang!

In the atrium of the Hu family's old house, a thin old man in gray-white Tang suit sat on a chair. After listening to the reports of the group of people kneeling in front of him, he was immediately furious and slapped the Eight Immortals table with his palm.

The tea set on the table was smashed to pieces.

The old servants of the Dong family and four members of the imperial guards came here led by the Hu family's servants, and happened to see this scene.

The old servant thought to himself, was it the time that came?

"Hu Liren!"

The old servant of the Dong family suddenly called out a person's name.

In an instant, the atrium of the Hu Family Manor and the guards guarding nearby were all full of surprise.

Few people dare to call out the name of the old man in the Hu family directly, but they didn't expect that the old servant would call him by his name and act in a very bold manner.

There were already some servants guards who couldn't help but suppress their anger. They quickly slid down their hands and held the weapons they carried with them.

Mr. Hu was still in a state of rage just now, but when he saw the old servant of the Dong family bringing people over, he was immediately delighted, stood up from the seat, and hurriedly said, "Old Tong, please sit down. Come on, make tea!"

The old servant of the Dong family has been with Dong Jianshu for decades. In a sense, he is the spokesperson of Dong Jianshu.

Others can't see through this point. Can Hu Liren, the old man in Jincheng who grew up with Dong Jianshu, not see through it?

The power of the Dong family is indeed powerful, and one or two can be seen from this point.

The old servant of the Dong family, known as "Tong Lao", was regarded as a guest of the seat under the arrangement of Hu Liren, and the two soon started a chat.

The rest of the people quickly and tactfully retreated.

"Old Mr. Tong should be eighty years old this year, right?" Hu Liren's eyes moved slightly and he asked with a smile.

"Eighty-four, I'm living on the hurdle." Old Dong hid his hands in his cuffs, and did not pick up the teacup to dip it in a sip of tea, looking a little cautious.

Seventy-three, eighty-four, this is the fate of the old tradition of China. It is the least easy thing for these two old people to overcome.

Hu Liren laughed, obviously expressing great enthusiasm for Mr. Tong's cold humor, and responded casually: "Mr. Tong, you have reached the risk of life. Hehe, I am seventy-three this year, but I am exactly the same as Mr. Tong! Hahaha! Young people don't have the slightest way, and they can't support the wall. We old guys have to support the storefront, alas!"

"Hehe." Old Tong smiled.

Hu Liren looked into the distance and quickly retracted his eyes. He gently fiddled with the handle of a red sandalwood teapot with his fingers, and asked casually, "When will your master come back?"

Old Tong looked at him strangely, and suddenly regained his indifferent expression: "My master is far away in Myanmar. Old military friends over there want to keep him for a while. It is very rare for old friends to gather together."

"Oh, that's how he won't come to take charge of the overall situation. I really don't know what chaos will happen to our Jincheng?" Hu Liren showed a worried look and said softly.

He leaned over slightly and put down the teapot. In such a short gap, he suddenly became very gloomy and thought to himself: "How can the people around the old fox be not an old fox? What old friends are gathering together? I'm afraid I don't dare to come back, right? Hehe!"

"My master said that during this period, I will let you take charge of the overall situation. If you have any needs in the Dong family, you can provide them. Now, you are the master of Jincheng." Mr. Tong said calmly.
Chapter completed!