Undead Detective

Chapter 246
"Have you not contacted the Death Mercenary Group yet?"

When the dark waves in Africa were turbulent, in a manor in the north of China covering an area of ​​a thousand acres and located in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, a majestic old man whose age could not be seen, although his tone was so plain, but there was a sense of anger And Wei's aura and innate aura of superiority made everyone sitting or standing beside him feel the pressure.

The air of bastards is not just talk!

An old man who looked like a housekeeper about 60 years old stood respectfully in front of the old man, and said in a humble tone, "Yes, Patriarch, we had contacted Wushang last night before the war broke out, and when we contacted again later, there was no connection at all. Signs, temporarily lost contact!"

Organize your thoughts and try to make your tone clear: "Not only that, I asked the second young master to contact Futong, and the news returned by Futong was also unable to contact Fu Tianyun, so we don't have any information about the current situation in Africa. No, the only way is to send people from nearby places to check."

"Don't waste that time."

The old man waved his hand and interrupted the butler who wanted to continue talking: "We can do more things with that little time. The few minerals in Africa are not in my eyes, but you are jealous and refuse to give up!"

He was interrupted by the old man, but the housekeeper was not at all unhappy. He respectfully pushed him to stand next to the old man. The old man looked around at the group of men and women with good spirits: "Who are you this time because you don't want to part with those mines? I don’t want to pursue the matter that the Corps sent to Africa.”

There was an aura of calm and prestige on his face: "But I hope that such a thing will not happen again next time. I am not interested in any messy minerals in Africa. I only pay attention to ensuring our family's constant prosperity. To me, it's just a number."

Looking at a middle-aged man sitting on the upper left side: "Boss, you continue to contact Africa. Once you get in touch, order the death mercenaries to evacuate from Africa. I don't want to lose personnel on such a meaningless matter." !"

"Yes, father!" The middle-aged man stood up, leaned his body, and replied respectfully. Although the old man in front of him was his father, and he was the prince of the family, he didn't sit in that position for a day. In front of him, he never dared to make mistakes and forbeared everything in his heart.

The old man nodded and looked at a slightly younger man next to the middle-aged man: "And you, I hope you will stop meddling with worldly affairs and practice your skills well. I don't even want Huaxia to be safe for a day. Move your mind to the world."

"That Futong, you find a way to solve it yourself!"

Perhaps the old man felt tired, so he waved his hand and walked towards the back: "Don't let these things get involved in yourself!" When he was about to enter the backyard door, the old man stopped, showing a cold and murderous voice: "If Once it involves you."

"I will definitely throw you out and let Huaxia deal with it!"

When the old man left the front hall, all the people breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure was too great, and the back was already wet with sweat. Although the old man is already old today, no one doubts that the old man can live another 30 to [-] years.

For this kind of old man, as long as he is not dead, even if he still has a breath, no one dares to disobey him a little bit, just like the two middle-aged men who are being lectured by the old man to stand up now, they can only say nothing to the old man. He bowed his head to listen, but did not dare to refute.

"Second brother, it seems that father knows about your affairs, so let's clean it up!"

After the people in the front hall slowly receded, the middle-aged man patted his half-brother next to him, caring as an elder brother, but he didn't know whether it was true or not: "Just have fun, the family can't give you anything." You don’t need the support of the family to play, but you don’t need the branch forces of that family to fight, do you?”

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched playfully: "No way, you want to establish your own power in the world?" Patting the ugly man on the shoulder, it was meaningful: "Not to mention whether you can succeed, even the old man can't let you Then do it, so stop it as soon as possible!"

"Otherwise, I have no doubt that the old man will throw you to the top officials of Huaxia!"

After taking two steps, the middle-aged man turned his head when he remembered something: "I almost forgot to tell you. According to family information, the people who went to Africa to deal with your forces this time are members of the Huaxia Dragon Team, and the new team leader listened to you." It is quite domineering to say that it is an existence that surpasses Xuanlong."

"So you can't even play Xuanlong, so don't go out and show yourself!"

Looking at the middle-aged man who had disappeared at the door, the man known as the second brother clenched his fists: "Damn guy, if the family supports my entry into the WTO, why should I build my own power and earn money by myself?" , if you are not the eldest son, why should I find another way!"

With a snort, he also left the front hall at the start, but he was thinking about how to let his chess pieces smoothly enter the upper echelons of Huaxia, so that the whole family could become the first one surpassing other families, so as to compete with that annoying big brother. Fight for the heir of the family!
"Well, did you find out which of the two brothers did it?"

When all the people in the front hall dispersed, in a pavilion in the backyard, the old man sat cross-legged on a mat, made tea skillfully, and asked the following housekeeper, "But it seems It's superfluous, I understand the boss, he doesn't even bother to do these things."

The old man's cloudy eyes were full of wisdom: "Because he knows that as long as he follows the steps and walks without making any mistakes, the position of the future Patriarch will be 100% his. Of course, this is what I have long thought in my heart."

Speaking of this, loneliness and sadness flashed across the old man's face: "The old lady has been alive for nearly a hundred years, and there are only three sons. Although the eldest son is very capable, he is too scheming, but he is the only one who can become the head of the family." Homeowner."

Slowly pour hot boiling water into a teacup, and the fragrance of the tea overflows: "Second son is not bad in ability, but he has a bad mind. He just wants to develop his own power all day long. I hope I can take a look at it and see if I can get out of it." It's ridiculous that the boss has snatched the position of heir!"

"As for the third child,,"

Speaking of this, the old man showed a regretful expression on his face, and he also hated iron for not being steel: "It has been sluggish for so many years. In my heart, he is the best heir of this family, but he is too much now. Incompetent, I really don’t know what happened to him.”

"Patriarch, maybe you can consider that young master!"

Seeing his master looking lonely, as a loyal servant who has followed him for decades, the steward knows many things that others don't know: "Although the young master's birth mother is not from a famous family, and his blood is not as noble as other young masters, they are all from the blood of the master. , belongs to the orthodox branch.”

Looking at the servants passing by, but unable to hear the conversation, the steward lowered his voice: "And I have arranged people to monitor his growth over the years as instructed. He is a person with both ability and virtue, although he may It's a bit cruel and murderous, but it's normal for a person who is the head of the family to be more ruthless!"

When the housekeeper mentioned it, the old man's eyes flashed brightly, but he returned to the past and present: "He is good, but it is still impossible to enter the family's gate. The eldest mother is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Her family fully supports her. Under the circumstances, I let him come back, I can only harm him."

Hearing the old man's words, the housekeeper also nodded in agreement, apparently also quite afraid of the wife of the head of the family.

"Forget it, anyway, the old man can still live for a while, let's talk about it later!"

The old man drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, not even letting go of the tea leaves. He stood up aggressively and walked out of the gazebo: "Come on, come with me to see that incompetent third child. I really don't understand how good it is." His wife and son, what is he still thinking about?"

"Young Master Lin, as you expected, Kim Jong-han personally led 500 people, and they have already covered up and killed them."

When a scene was unfolding in the Huaxia Manor thousands of miles away, Xiao Feng, who was stationed outside and was in charge of training and integrating Fu Tianyun's forces who had just surrendered, walked in: "The brother who was on sentry just now came back. People set up camp five kilometers away."

Lin Luoxi didn't have much mood swings when he heard the words, and he also knew that Kim Jong-han had come, so he couldn't go back empty-handed. He must also know that last night, Shan Ben's forces fought almost the same with Fu Tianyun's forces, and he was stabbed by him afterwards. It sounds like revenge.

In fact, it's almost the same as coming to take over the site!
Standing up, Lin Luoxi's momentum changed instantly: "Although Fu Tianyun is dead, it doesn't mean that the hatred is over. Kim Jonghan will definitely find an excuse to continue attacking here, and he knows it can't be avoided, so we can only fight !"

"And rescue these people back to Huaxia, how can you leave if you don't take away the people from the West District?"

(End of this chapter)