In the hospital ward.

Hong Xiaoquan was waiting for the doctor's report results.

I definitely can't pick up my arms.

But he wanted to know how serious his third uncle was.

"Fortunately, I was sent to the hospital in time, otherwise the patient would die of excessive blood loss." The doctor said kindly. "The hospital has notified the police. After the patient's condition is stable, a detailed confession investigation will be conducted."

Hong Xiaoquan nodded and took him to the hospital to leave in person.

Then, he sat next to the bed with a complicated expression and lit a cigarette.

"Uncle San, you went to the schoolyard for no reason to join in the fun. It shouldn't be your own idea, right?" Hong Xiaoquan said with his lips pursed.

"What do you want to say?" Hong Xiaoshu's face turned pale.

But after many years of practicing martial arts, he has excellent physical fitness. Even if he breaks one arm, he will not die.

He is very clear about the consciousness and the thinking he should have.

Not to the point of talking nonsense.

"I want to say. No matter who wins or loses in this strong match between Chu Yun and Hong Shisan, will it be yours? Even if Hong Shisan defeats Chu Yun, will the ancestors arrange for you to chop the last sword?" Hong Xiaoquan asked extremely sharply. "And if Hong Shisan loses, you will die for Hong Shisan?"

Hong Xiaoshu closed his mouth.

On his chapped lips, he was slightly stuttering.

Hong Xiaoquan easily exposed the secret instruction of his ancestors.

This is a taboo and will also make our ancestors extremely angry.

Because such thoughts are dark and are absolutely not allowed to be raised by anyone.

What kind of punishment will Hong Xiaoquan be punished if he mastered the ideas of his ancestors?

Hong Xiaoshu couldn't imagine it.

He glared at Hong Xiaoquan coldly: "Don't be smart. Take care of your own mouth."

He didn't want Hong Xiaoquan to be useless even for crutches and to be in a wheelchair!

The Hong family is a wealthy family with a long history.

The number of descendants of the Hong family has already weakened the love between our ancestors and grandchildren for Hong Xiaoquan.

Otherwise, Hong Xiaoquan would not have been given a leg in public.

He will not be kept in the dark and has been a puppet for many years.

Hong Xiaoquan is like this.

This is how Hong Shisan.

He, Hong Xiaoshu, isn't that the same?

But some words should not be said, and some thoughts should not be said.

Because their surname is Hong, everything they have is given by the Hong family.

And the ancestor is the Tian of the Hong family. The behind-the-scenes controller of the Hong family.

"Uncle San. I didn't expect you to help me. I don't need it either." Hong Xiaoquan took a sip of smoke and said with a cold expression. "But I have to explain some words to you clearly. I don't care whether you can understand or not, or whether you agree or not. Even if you don't like to listen, I have to say it."

"I, Hong Xiaoquan, is a living person. I have been born and raised by my parents! He cannot break my legs without my permission! He can break my legs today, and tomorrow, he can kill my life! What is family interests? What is family honor? Even if I don't care about the honor and disgrace of my descendants, I don't care about the future. What else can I remember in such a family?" Hong Xiaoquan said word by word. "Uncle San, you have made great contributions to the Hong family over the years. Everyone thinks that in the future, you will be my greatest assistant. But what is the result? I was abandoned like a piece of grass. And you almost died in this fierce battle today!"

"We regard ourselves as the Hong family."

"Did the Hong family treat us as humans?"

Hong Xiaoquan said in a deep voice: "I do not accept the arrangements made by the Hong family for me. I must rise up and resist for myself!"

"Sooner or later, I will ask my ancestors to give me an explanation!"

"He won't give it to you." Hong Xiaoquan gritted his teeth. "I'll give him an explanation!"

Hong Xiaoshu sighed and asked in a low voice: "Isn't it good to be alive?"

"I don't want to be a waste for the rest of my life! I don't want to be trampled under my feet for the rest of my life!" Hong Xiaoquan said in a deep voice. "The Hong family is no longer my home!"

Hong Xiaoshu was silent.

He knew that he could not persuade Hong Xiaoquan.

In fact, Hong Xiaoquan's words were also quite a warning to him.

He has made so many contributions to the Hong family.

Say to be a victim?

Moreover, parents and children are brought out to beat them?

Although he follows his motherly nature, his father is a son-in-law.

But over the years, he has always regarded himself as a member of the Hong family.

Now, the ancestors want to regard themselves as Hong Shisan’s victim?

Touching the broken arm, the heart-wrenching pain swept over.

Hong Xiaoshu's eyes flashed, and a subtle change occurred in his heart.

"Uncle San, I'll go back first." Hong Xiaoquan pursed his lips. "Please take good care of yourself. I'll come to see you another day."

Hong Xiaoshu nodded slightly, not trying to keep him.

But my heart is extremely complicated and I can't tell what it feels like.

Not long after Hong Xiaoquan left, Mr. Hong rushed to the hospital.

"How is the injury?"

Mr. Hong was sitting by the bed with a serious expression.

"I can't die." Hong Xiaoshu shook his head and said. "At that time, I thought Thirteen had lost. It was because I didn't have enough eyesight and misjudged it."

"No need to explain." Mr. Hong shook his head slightly. "I'm not here to blame you. On the contrary, you gave one hand to the Hong family. The Hong family should be grateful to you."

Hong Xiaoshu was stunned and looked at Mr. Hong hesitantly.

"What's wrong with you?" Hong Xiaoshu said in confusion.

"It's nothing." Mr. Hong opened a pack of cigarettes and lit one for Hong Xiaoshu himself. "But there are some small things that I want to discuss with you."

"You said." Hong Xiaoshu took a puff of cigarette and looked at the second master curiously.

He rarely saw the second master showing such a solemn look.

In Hong Xiaoshu's heart, the second master has always remained unmoved and calm as a mountain.

What's wrong today?

He hesitated and worried.

Is something happening to Thirteen?

"Ancestors know about Koizumi." Mr. Hong looked at Hong Xiaoshu deeply. "He is close to you. You should have heard of some, right?"

Hong Xiaoshu's expression was stiff and he was speechless for a moment.

How should he answer?

Sell ​​your nephew and gain the trust of your second master?

Or - lying to the second master he has always respected? Being an enemy of the family?

Hong Xiaoshu was silent.

Mr. Hong did not urge him either.

He just smoked quietly, waiting for Hong Xiaoshu's answer.

After a long time, Hong Xiaoshu exhaled a turbid breath and said, "Koizumi was young and energetic, and suddenly encountered such a life. It is inevitable that her mentality is unbalanced and she had an unstoppable thought. Second Master, don't worry, I will definitely dissuade him and will not let him do something stupid."

"I know both of you and I can't persuade Koizumi." Mr. Hong said meaningfully. "He will definitely do his own thing and follow his own plan. Wouldn't he?"

Hong Xiaoshu's body trembled and could not move.

In front of the second master, he was almost naked.

No matter what he was thinking or doing, the second master could easily master it.

Cold sweat oozed from Hong Xiaoshu's back. His face turned pale and said, "Second Master. No matter what, Koizumi is just a child after all."

"Yes." Mr. Hong said in confusion. "They are still children after all."

"In the second master's heart, you are still a child."
Chapter completed!