son-in-law god of war

Chapter 243 What are you?
Dressed in white and wearing a mask, the Grim Reaper finally appeared.

"Congratulations, Mister Death!"

Inside and outside the door, all the big shots bowed together.

"Everyone, step back."

The god of death waved his hand, and many big bosses began to be cautious in their words and deeds, and retreated one by one.

"coming!"

Xu Jing couldn't suppress the throbbing in her heart, and stood up suddenly.

Shen Mengqi also stared at this enigmatic man, shook Shen Wenhao's arm, "Dad, he's here, he's here!"

"Mmmmmmm..."

Shen Wenhao struggled to sit up, for a moment he ignored his plan to pretend to be sick, and was about to get out of the hospital bed.

"Mr. Shen, I heard that you are seriously ill, please keep calm and continue to rest." The god of death came striding forward, no matter in appearance or words and deeds, it was quite similar.

Luo Feng also nodded secretly at the side, and had to admit that Qin Zongze's every move was very similar to his.

"Mr. Death, please sit down."

Shen Wenhao subconsciously sat on the hospital bed, and hastily stretched out his hand.

Xu Jing immediately moved the stool.

The god of death was not hypocritical, and sat firmly opposite Shen Wenhao, "Mr. Shen, you look good, why did you suddenly suffer from a serious illness?"

"Uh...haha, seeing Mr. Reaper, I feel strong all over." Shen Wenhao smiled wryly and stood up, about to hold Reaper's hand.

The god of death stood up next, and held Shen Wenhao's hand, "Mr. Shen, there is no need to do this. It is important for you to recover from your illness. Why don't we sit down and talk?"

"Okay, okay." After Shen Wenhao sat down, he had prepared a lot of words, but suddenly he didn't know where to start.

"Mr. Death, do you know if you should ask a question or not?" Seeing Shen Wenhao's embarrassment, Xu Jing volunteered to sit down.

"But it's okay to say." Death raised his hand lightly.

"It's just... It's about Jinghao's real estate. My family's old Shen has so much virtue to receive your gift. I'm really flattered." Xu Jing asked submissively.

"Mr. Reaper, can you take off the mask and let us see the real face?" Shen Wenhao interrupted suddenly, "I'm sorry, but I'm asking too much. old gentleman?"

"Ten years ago?"

The god of death was slightly startled, and deliberately looked at Luo Feng next to him.

"Yes, yes, ten years ago, an old gentleman passed by my house and took a coin, was it you?" Shen Wenhao asked eagerly.

"Hehehe..." The god of death just smiled and said nothing, because Qin Zongze didn't know about it at all, and looked at Luo Feng who was sitting firmly next to Mount Tai.

Luo Feng smiled, "Dad, what happened ten years ago?"

"At that time, an old man with white beard and hair was in distress, but he only took a coin, and then I saw him stepping into a Rolls-Royce Gold Label and driving away."

At this time, Shen Wenhao revealed the incident back then.

After everyone heard about it, Luo Feng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Qin Zongze's pretended god of death.

"Mr. Death, that old gentleman from back then should be your master?" Luo Feng was almost certain about this matter.

"To be honest, that old gentleman back then was exactly my master." The God of Death smiled slightly, and lifted his mask.

"So it is, so it is!"

Shen Wenhao became excited after hearing this, "Excuse me, Mr. Reaper, your master is now..."

"Everything is fine." Death said.

"That's good, that's good!" Shen Wenhao gradually dropped the topic and started talking with Death.

Qin Zongze pretending to be the god of death, with a correct posture, explained vividly.

"Mr. Reaper, I, Shen, have obtained everything thanks to your master's great love. I would like to ask you one more thing with the cheek." Shen Wenhao looked at Reaper at the right time.

"But it doesn't matter." Death nodded.

"I want to ask the God of Death to come forward and help me resolve the grudge against my son-in-law Luo Feng." Shen Wenhao's face turned red, obviously he felt that his request was a little too much.

It is beyond ordinary people's comprehension that one coin in those days was exchanged for today's tens of billions of assets. Now he still wants to go one step further, but he really can't say it.

"Your son-in-law Luo Feng, I've also heard that his enemy is nothing more than mediocre. Mr. Shen can settle down in the business of Jinghao Real Estate and take good care of his family." Death slowly got up and clasped his fists.

"Mr. Death..."

Shen Wenhao got up again, he didn't understand what the God of Death said.

In the end is to help or not to help ah?
"Dad, we should thank Mr. Death." Shen Mengqi understood, immediately comforted her, and whispered: "His words are very clear, Luo Feng's enemies are nothing to be afraid of."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Mr. Death God." Shen Wenhao came to his senses.

At this moment, the voices of Shen Wenxiong and Shen Jiaxin's father and daughter came from outside the door.

"Big brother!"

"Uncle!"

"What happened at first? Why did you suddenly fall ill?"

The father and daughter looked at the many big men outside the corridor, they were shocked at first, then nodded one by one, and stepped into the ward.

"Please go out."

At this time, Shen Mengqi turned around resolutely, gave a hostile look, and directly issued the order to evict the guest.

"Meng Qi, why are you talking to Fourth Uncle?" Shen Wenxiong, who was about to lose his temper when he saw the God of Death, looked at Shen Mengqi sullenly.

"We have long been strangers, so why did you come here?" Shen Mengqi still didn't give Shen Wenxiong a good look.

"Shen Mengqi, what on earth are you..."

"Shut up." Shen Wenxiong didn't wait for his daughter Shen Jiaxin to finish speaking, and then yelled at him, winked, and signaled that the god of death was here.

Shen Jiaxin still didn't dare to make a mistake, she immediately smiled tactfully and turned her head away.

"Wen Xiong, let's go." Shen Wenhao waved his arms.

Luo Feng walked over in one step, "Please, don't make my dad angry, otherwise, if you fall from the fifth floor, you will not die or be disabled."

"you……"

Shen Wenxiong was rather annoyed, but due to the presence of the god of death, he still had to pretend to be a big adult, "A junior, I don't care about you!"

As he said that, he pulled Shen Jiaxin, and then both bowed at ninety degrees in front of the God of Death, "Mr. God of Death, after a long time, it is really an honor for me, Shen Wenxiong, to meet him now."

"Luo Yichen's father-in-law?" Death said.

Shen Wenxiong nodded hurriedly, "That's right."

However, Shen Jiaxin's complexion was not good.

Her man Luo Yichen was kicked away by the god of death back then!

"It's been a long time since I saw that defeated general. He didn't come today?" Death said again.

"Hehehe, my son-in-law is on a business trip and didn't make time, but don't worry, I will arrange a banquet as my host, how about we get together?" Shen Wenxiong made an invitation confidently.

"What are you?" Death said indifferently, then turned around and chatted with Shen Wenhao again, and even waved his hand.

This already shows that Shen Wenxiong has been ordered to evict guests.

Just when Shen Wenxiong's father and daughter's faces turned blue and then pale, the voices of Shen Wenjie and Shen Fei came from the door again.

"Brother, are you feeling better?"

"Uncle, I heard that you are suddenly suffering from a serious illness, we will come over right away."

Shen Wenjie, father and son, nodded and bowed from the doorway to greet the bosses of all parties, and then stepped into the ward.

(End of this chapter)