20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 155 Old man, I want to kill someone

In the courtyard, veranda, and living room, you can see housekeepers wearing black clothes and black trousers everywhere. They are all well-proportioned and strong, as neat as a knife or an axe, and they are definitely not the kind of bulky and round-waisted men.

Although everyone is very polite to "Owl", in the final analysis, he is still a direct descendant of Zhou Yunfu.

Han Ce went in first to report. After a while, the old man's voice came from inside the house.

"Chenghai, come inside and sit down."

Jiang Chenghai opened the curtain and entered the room, followed closely by Gong Baonan.

There was a light bulb in the room, but Zhou Yunfu didn't turn it on because it was too noisy, but he still lit the candle stubbornly.

The old man looks good. Compared with before, he can even be said to be in good spirits.

This sudden plague caused him to take a breather and recuperate for nearly half a year.

Probably because it was the end of spring and the beginning of summer and the temperature was getting warmer, Zhou Yunfu was very rare to sit upright on an imperial chair. In front of him was an old woman washing his feet, and behind him was a maid rubbing his shoulders.

"It's so late at night, why are you in such a hurry? You didn't even notify us in advance."

Zhou Yunfu picked up the tea bowl at hand and took a sip calmly.

"Ah."

Jiang Chenghai responded incomprehensively, and instead of standing in the corner as usual, he walked straight to the old man and sat down.

When the old woman and the maid saw this, they quickly left obediently without any further instructions.

Zhou Yunfu glanced over the edge of the bowl, glanced at him, and asked with a smile: "Chenghai, how is the injury on your shoulder? I have poor health and caught up with the plague. I haven't visited you, and I haven't picked up any gifts. Bar?"

"Hehehehe."

Jiang Cheng Haiguang smiled and said nothing, but the conversation suddenly changed: "Old man, let me ask you to take someone!"

Both sides knew who they were going to take.

Han Ce was not surprised, but he didn't expect "Owl" to speak so bluntly.

"Should, should!"

Zhou Yunfu nodded slowly, groaned, and then asked: "However, the plague has just passed and 'Heshengfang' has just started to resume operations, and it has not yet recruited a suitable person to take over. Chenghai - can it be done again?" Slowly?"

Jiang Chenghai took a deep breath, leaned his elbows on the armrests, leaned forward slightly, and shook his head: "No."

The muscles on Zhou Yunfu's face twitched, but the tea bowl in his hand still fell steadily on the table.

"Jiang Chenghai! What's your attitude?" Han Ce couldn't help but stand up and reprimanded, "You have no idea how the Zhou family has treated you in the past few decades? Moreover, the old man also said that those few Luan are the ones who are the most important. Sooner or later it will be up to you, why do you have to be so anxious?"

Seeing his reaction, Gong Baonan pursed his lips and snickered, shaking his head silently.

This old boy was so cowardly in the car just now, and now he is so arrogant in front of his uncle.

Han Ce was just a sweetheart, saying unpleasant things on behalf of his uncle: "What? Jiang Chenghai, you want to 'force the palace'? Do you understand that the overall situation is more important? If our Zhou family falls, can Bai Baochen let you go?" You don’t even have time to run!”

But Jiang Chenghai didn't even look at him, and still stared at the old man without giving in.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Yunfu raised his hand helplessly and said, "Cheng Hai and Han Ce are so angry. It's all a habit of mine. It's a joke to you."

Han Ce sat down in response, pretending to be angry.

In fact, when he first went to Shi Hospital to persuade him, he had expected that such a day would come.

Because of love, Jiang Chenghai avenged his dead brother. It was only natural and right. If the old man insisted on protecting him, it would be unfair and the whole family would definitely fall apart.

Yu Li, regardless of whether it was subjective or objective, Jiang Chenghai had already allowed those Luan Baodian to live for half a year longer. During this period, they had never carried out any assassination, and now they came to ask for people in an upright manner.

The old man really couldn't refuse "Owl"'s request.

"If you want to kill them, that's fine! But the problem is, if another way of making money is cut off, what can we do to fight Bai Baochen?"

"Old man, to be honest -" Jiang Chenghai dusted his clothes and finally withdrew his aggressive gaze, "At my age, I can't be a top horse, so I should have retired a long time ago." "What?" Han Ce stood up suddenly.

This time, he didn't deliberately try to impress, but was really anxious.

"Jiang Chenghai, you're still an old Jianghu! A leader who pulls incense before the battle, is there anyone like you? I'm sorry for you! And you -" Han Ce suddenly pointed at Lao Qi again, "You're so fucking bored here. How many sullen smiles do you have? You used to be so pushy, why do you still use me to promote you on the road? "

Gong Baonan immediately put away his smile, put on a very rare cold face, and warned in a low voice: "Hey, be careful what you say!"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Yunfu and Jiang Chenghai raised their hands to stop them at the same time.

"Chenghai, this isn't like you."

The old man looked at the familiar favorite general in front of him.

After all, the two have been friends for decades and have traveled through rivers and lakes together, so there is always a certain tacit understanding between them.

After pondering for a long time, Zhou Yunfu suddenly laughed and asked: "Where is the Bai family? What are your plans?"

"There's no plan." Jiang Chenghai replied, "It's just to kill a few people."

"several?"

"A few, a dozen, dozens, there's no guarantee, it depends on the situation."

Zhou Yunfu was slightly stunned, seeing Jiang Chenghai's determination. He would rather wipe out the Bai family in Fengtian than to survive.

Just to avenge the fourth child, Jin Xiaoyi?
It does make sense, but it still lacks some convincing.

Thinking back then, when the Zhou family was fighting with the Bai family, Jiang Chenghai had killed other brothers, and he had never seen him fighting against the odds like this.

Could it be that I was young and greedy for wealth, so I couldn't make up my mind to "pair"?

Zhou Yunfu couldn't help but glance at his nephew, then sighed and asked, "Is it because of your son?"

"Old man." Jiang Chenghai rolled up his sleeves and said in a deep voice, "I think we both have the same idea. Let's clear up our grudges while we still have breath, and try to leave as little mess as possible for the younger generation. "

The tea on the table was mostly cold; the candles on the table were about to burn out.

Zhou Yunfu's eyes suddenly flickered and he asked, "Do you need any help?"

"I can't say too much. It may require extra manpower, or it may not. I will try not to use it, but the matter must be done cleanly. Old man, you have to promise me two things."

"Say!"

Jiang Chenghai stretched out a finger: "First, the patrol camp. Old man, I have to rely on your connections to help me clear the way."

"What about the second one?"

Jiang Chenghai continued: "After the matter is completed, if I am not dead, this will be the condition for me to be the leader."

"Of course, you deserve this." Zhou Yunfu promised, "Then - the lives of 'Heshengfang' will be left to you."

Unexpectedly, after the old man relented, Jiang Chenghai became less anxious.

"When I want to kill those few people, I will send people to kill them. I came here this time just to let you know first."

……

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About half an hour later, Jiang Chenghai and Gong Baonan walked out of the house, got on the carriage, tied their eyes with black silk ribbons according to the rules, and were driven by a dedicated person to the vicinity of Xiaoxiguan.

The dim Kongming Lantern on the horizon has long disappeared.

Near the south of the city, in a dark alley, the third son, Sun Chengmo, held the kite string, put away the Kongming lantern, and walked worriedly to the vicinity of Jiangzhai in the north of the city.

However, after Jiang Chenghai and Gong Baonan left, Zhou Yunfu called Han Ce to his side again and whispered for no reason: "Arrange someone to find me a house in the countryside. It doesn't matter if it's small or shabby. You know The fewer people the better.”

(End of this chapter)