Chapter 142 The Three Generations of the Ye Family
Chapter 142 The Three Generations of Ye Family
"Mr. Wen, please allow me to say the last sentence." Ye Zhenghong had already put his posture very low. In fact, if it weren't for the three generations of the Ye family who had personally advised him before, he would have exploded long ago.
As the saying goes, you don’t hit people with a smile, but for Wen Zhong this is not a problem at all.
Huang Keshang looked helpless at this moment. He was sitting in the office before, but unexpectedly, he was forced to pull out by someone named Ye Zhenghong.
One of them impressed him very deeply because he felt a very similar aura in the other party as Wen Zhong.
That was a dangerous ghost-controller. If it weren't for his existence, Huang Keshang wouldn't have surrendered so easily.
There is nothing wrong with the safe house being able to isolate supernatural powers, but it is limited to unconscious ghosts. For living people, they can easily invade by turning the door handle.
Huang Keshang's face changed constantly at this moment, and Ye Zhenghong was also restless. He had a safe house in Da'an. Once the other party really refused, he could not explain it to the higher authorities.
"Mr. Wen Zhong, I just want a child to be placed in a safe house. I promise that no one else will appear in front of you again until this supernatural incident is over."
Ye Zhenghong whispered again: "Mr. Wen Zhong, you will know the weight of the four words of the third generation of the Ye family in the future, and you will know what these four words represent in the supernatural circle."
"So I have to kneel down on the ground and shook my tail and beg for mercy at you?" Wen Zhong sneered: "Have you finished speaking? Get out of here after you finish speaking. Kill you all think it's waste of my bullets."
"I absolutely don't mean this. Mr. Wen Zhong, please don't get me wrong. I'm just explaining the strength of Ye's family. As long as you speak, Ye's family will definitely meet your reasonable needs." Ye Zhenghong emphasized two reasonable needs this time.
Character.
"Ha, I can't even take out ten ghost candles. I doubt your sincerity." Wen Zhong waved his hand and said.
He did not deliberately make things difficult for Ye Zhenghong or be stingy with the quota of this safe house. This safe house was his last bottom line and retreat, and he did not want uncontrollable things to happen inside.
"I think the Ghost Controller Headquarters may not be able to bring out so many ghost candles." Ye Zhenghong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "So, I see that Mr. Wen Zhong, your safe house has not been completely built yet.
We will be responsible for the subsequent construction work. What do you think?"
"It's the headquarters' business that can't be taken out, it's the headquarters' business that can't be taken out. You can open your mouth as much as you eat. I don't believe that there is something more important than a person's life, and it's your life to see off guests."
After saying that, Wen Zhong stretched and stopped paying attention to Ye Zhenghong, he prepared to enter the safe house and rest for a night.
"Hmph, this Wen~ Person in charge, are you a little too arrogant?" At this time, a strong young man with a pair of sunglasses walked up to Wen Zhong and said with an arrogant look:
"You don't want to give you a face, you have to tear your face before you are happy, right?"
As soon as these words were said, everyone was stunned, and Fang Diyuan even put on an expression of the melon-eating crowd watching the show.
broken!
Ye Zhenghong raised his eyebrows and was about to say something. The next moment, a pale and stiff ghost hand appeared behind the man in sunglasses and directly grabbed his neck. The man in sunglasses wanted to resist, but he found the evil ghost he controlled.
Lost contact.
"Damn it, let me go!" The man in sunglasses struggled hard, but the ghost hand firmly grasped his neck like an iron pliers, and no matter how hard he struggled, it would be futile.
Immediately afterwards, a sound of a broken neck bone came, and the ghost hand kept twisting along his neck, one circle, two circles... Soon a hemp rope that was still squirming appeared on Wen Zhong's hand.
This scene completely shocked Ye Zhenghong. He never expected that Li Wulu could not have a single move in Wen Zhong's hands. You must know that he was a ghost master carefully selected by Ye.
"Professor Luohe had never seen you when he summoned the ghost-controllers from Quan Da'an to attend the mobilization meeting. At this time, he ran out and shouted at me. You deserve to die." A murderous intent flashed in Wen Zhong's eyes, not only targeting Li Wulu, but also
Targeting everyone in Ye’s family.
At this time, I really don’t know what kind of family the so-called Ye family is.
Ye Zhenghong's face was extremely ugly at this moment. He didn't know that the ghost drivers were all madmen. Ye's influence did not cover Da'an. He didn't know that the ghost driver's headquarters is now powerful. But he didn't know that he was not sure how powerful he was.
Still screwed up.
He knew that things today were no longer good.
Although Wen Zhong has not taken action yet, it is not because he is afraid of the third generation of the Ye family, nor is he discovers his conscience. His attitude of simply waiting for Ye Zhenghong can also be understood as the last chance.
This is his understanding and the result of thinking from the perspective of others. Ye Zhenghong knew that this was really his last chance.
He didn't want to die yet, and now he has to use the three "entries" given to him by the third generation of Ye's family. The paper recording the "entries" was stuffed into his pocket. He just needed to move two fingers to rub the paper.
, At any time, the terrifying supernatural powers will rage.
"Why do you have any other means to use it?" Wen Zhong narrowed his eyes: "Don't say I bully you, and don't say I won't give you a chance. All these things have to be fought for by yourself."
"Mr. Wen Zhong, I really don't want to get to this point. Is there really no room for negotiation?" Ye Zhenghong gritted his teeth. He hoped that he would also be a ghost controller at this time.
"Of course you can discuss what you are saying, after all, I'm not a demon."
Again beyond Ye Zhenghong's expectations, Wen Zhong refused to let go. Although he didn't know why, since the other party gave him a step, he had to go ahead.
Wen Zhong pointed to his pants pocket and said, "Ten tons of gold plus the things in your pants pocket, I will give you a safe house location? Of course, the safe house is only allowed to enter by one person."
Ye Zhenghong lowered his head and thought for a moment and said, "Okay, gold may take some time. If Mr. Wen Zhong agrees to exchange it for an equal amount of currency, then you can arrange it immediately."
"What do I want money? Gold is the best hard currency." Wen Zhong said: "I don't make things difficult for you. Just prepare the gold at one time after this supernatural incident is over."
"Okay, take the things in your pants pocket. My patience is limited. I hope you can take them out before they are exhausted." Wen Zhong said.