corpse file

Chapter 89
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 the Secret Queen?"

Zhang Sanfen said with a smile: "We are not qualified to deal with her."

"It's up to Mr. Hu to make the decision."

I know that if Queen Secret Heart was just an ordinary corpse immortal, she wouldn’t have the officials personally take care of her.

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 hurriedly 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 put his hands together in front of his chest and said, "Mr. Hong."

My heart suddenly skipped a beat, I'm afraid this is Mr. Hong's elder.

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 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, the two Ma Tsai also died.

The lay monk said: "Sir, I express my condolences."

"Just in our line of work, injuries and death are commonplace. If Mr. Hong is willing, I can save Mr. Hong and his two innocent friends."

Mr. Hong looked away and said softly: "Can I take a look at the Queen of Secret Heart?"

The lay monk said decisively: "I'm sorry. Queen Secret Heart is now the official's trophy."

"What's more, the Corpse Immortal is very powerful. We only succeeded in ambush in secret. If anything goes wrong, the young monk can't bear it."

Mr. Hong was very disappointed: "That's such a pity."

He suddenly raised his head and looked into the car: "Is He Yongheng here?"

As soon as my name was mentioned, a man behind Mr. Hong cursed and said, "I'm going to kill this little bastard!"

"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 beside 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, don't you dare to stand up and face it now?"

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 can't fall on him, right?"

The man said angrily: "Who are you? Do you have the right to speak here?"

"go away!"

As he said this, he wanted to rush over and pull open the car door.

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 hands outstretched. What's 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."

As soon as they heard 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.

The name of a man, 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 very vicious. When he was cursing 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 capture the Corpse Immortal, so he will naturally have to bear the consequences of failure."

"You are also an old expert in this circle, so you shouldn't not understand this issue."

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 surrounded us.

Mr. Hong's eyes were bloodshot, but his tone remained unhurried: "If He Yongheng doesn't come out, then I will have to offend everyone."

I was so angry that I couldn't care less about my 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 he said this, the lay monk's expression 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 this chapter)