When Du Wende saw his second son calling, he was overjoyed and quickly pressed to answer the call.
"Brother, are you asking me for something?" A rough voice rang out on the phone.
"Second, come back quickly. Your nephew was beaten, and that man threatened to destroy my Du family." Du Wende's face turned gloomy.
Du Wude was furious after hearing this, and he could ask through his phone a smell of flame.
"Who is crazy? Doesn't he want to live?"
"Brother, when I go back, I am currently negotiating an important transaction abroad. After completion, I will rush back immediately."
Du Wude is a ruthless man. He has been fighting since childhood and has mastered his skills. Now he has become a well-known figure among the underground forces in the provincial capital.
He is extremely protective of his shortcomings. If his family is hurt, he will definitely kill him.
The most important thing is that he has no son, so he always treats his nephew as his son.
When I heard that my nephew was beaten, I couldn't swallow this.
If this mission hadn't been the top priority, I would have wished that I would fly back immediately to avenge my nephew.
"Okay, then you have to be careful!"
Du Wende knew about the second child and said he was concerned, and then added, "Come back as soon as possible!"
After talking on the phone, Du Wende was relaxed and told his son the good news.
Du Hai laughed loudly when he learned about it. Unfortunately, the pain nerve was involved as soon as he laughed.
"hiss!"
A severe pain made him stop laughing with all his might.
"Damn it, damn Gu Jingze, you will be nice to you when my second uncle comes."
Du Hai endured the pain and was furious, which was damaged twice in Gu Jingze's hands.
He was very unwilling to accept that his dignified heir to the Du family was actually taught a lesson by a son-in-law.
If Gu Jingze is not killed, even if he inherits the Du family in the future, the insult of Gu Jingze will become a stain on his life.
Therefore, in his opinion, Gu Jingze must die, and he must die in his own hands or in the hands of the Du family.
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Zhang Family.
Thirty thugs, with bruised noses and swollen faces, and were all covered in bruises, and they didn't dare to take a breath.
Mr. Zhang's face was cold and his thick eyebrows were standing upside down. It could be seen that he was very angry.
These thirty people were sent by themselves, and he knew very well about their strength. No matter how bad they were, they would not be beaten and ran back.
Mr. Zhang hunched over, thinking and walked back and forth, "You said the other party only had one punch, and you were knocked down?"
"Yes, Master Third, the other party seems to possess a ghost and a god. We were knocked down by him before we could react."
One of the thugs honestly explained the process of things.
Zhang Ke, who was standing by, was a little scared when he heard the thugs' description, "Dad, could he really offend Mr. Bai's mourning hall. He appeared?"
In the mourning hall, seeing ghosts in the daytime, is there such a strange thing?
Mr. Zhang San talked to himself, half-believing and half-doubting.
If it were twenty years ago, he would have thought that dominating underground forces was based on fists, and all the sayings of ghosts and gods were nonsense.
Unfortunately, I am now sixty years old, but I have gradually become convinced of some superstitious sayings of ghosts and gods. After all, many things cannot be explained clearly by science.
But no matter what, Gu Jingze has angered himself.
The name of Mr. Zhang San was definitely a taboo in Hangzhou twenty years ago. Even now, even if you wash your hands in Jin Basin now, it has a great deterrent effect. The other party dared to slap himself in the face.
In fact, Mr. Zhang San didn’t know at all. Du Hai didn’t want to report his name. Even if he did, would Gu Jingze’s personality retreat because of a name?
Of course, that is impossible.
Master Zhang waved his hand and asked the thugs to retreat, but this matter was absolutely unfinished.
"Zhang Ke, call Zhang Yi and go to the ancestral hall with me to bring incense sticks to our ancestors! We have indeed not been there for a long time to burn incense!"
Zhang Ke responded, but said, "Dad, my brother went out early in the morning and I don't know when he will come back."
Mr. Zhang San shook his head helplessly. His neglect of discipline since childhood led to his younger son's second-generation ancestor's character. Fortunately, his eldest son is more powerful, and the Huoyun Group is booming in his hands.
"Okay, then let's go!"
"Yes, dad!"
The father and son drove to the Zhang family ancestral hall.
The old house of Bai family.
After Gu Jingze defeated Du Hai and others, the mourning hall returned to normal.
He came to the inner room and remembered the tattoo of Huo Shaoyun. Kong Bin immediately called.
"Kong Bin, help me investigate a pattern, a fire cloud tattoo, I want to know everything behind him."
Kong Bin heard Gu Jingze's tone urgently and determined in his heart that this matter was very important, "Okay, sir, I understand."
Is there a big fish behind the Huo Shaoyun? Gu Jingze secretly guessed.