I couldn't help but sigh at Zhang Xianzhong's viciousness!

In order to defeat Haoge, he not only refined his queen into a corpse immortal, but also buried the three thousand of the most loyal soldiers under his command in the curse tomb, which became a poisonous chess move to counterattack in the future.

Such people do anything to win, or Zhang Xianzhong was desperate at that time.

Thinking of this, I asked again: "Boss, what are you going to deal with Queen Secret Heart?"

Zhang Sanfen smiled and said, "We are not qualified to deal with her."

"Mr. Hu has to make a decision on this matter."

I know that if Queen Secret Heart was just an ordinary corpse immortal, she wouldn't have let the official family come forward to take care of her.

But the problem is that the current Queen Secret Heart is also related to the three thousand corpse soldiers.

Just for these three thousand corpse soldiers, we must be cautious when dealing with the Queen of Secret Heart.

But when I think of the well-behaved look behind me, I feel like I can't bear it.

I remembered that she slapped Hong Shao to death in order to protect me, and that she stuck to me like a kitten.

Even if she is a corpse fairy or the leader of the three thousand corpse soldiers, she has never hurt me.

Even I could tell that she still had a sense of attachment to me.

The vehicles were bumping on the rugged mountain road, and at some point the heavy rain outside stopped.

Suddenly the old monk said, "People from the Hong family!"

I hurriedly looked up and found that seven or eight off-road vehicles were driving in on the mountain road ahead.

The mountain road was narrow and they were blocked across the street, so they didn't drive for a moment.

The old monk stepped on the brakes and then turned over and got out of the car.

As a result, a few strong men came down from the opposite side, and then an old man walked down tremblingly from the back of the vehicle.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the old monk and said, "It turns out he is a lay monk."

The monk clasped his hands together and placed them on his chest, saying, "Mr. Hong."

My heart suddenly felt a sudden slap in my heart. I'm afraid this is Mr. Hong's elder.

Maybe it's still Mr. Hong's father.

Mr. Hong's eyes passed by us and landed directly on the business car behind.

He sighed softly and said, "It seems we are still a step late."

"It's just a pity that Xiaobin has a life."

I secretly complained in my heart that it was not only Mr. Hong who died, but the two mascots also died.

The lay monk said: "Sir, mourn me."

"It's just that we are in our business, and it's common to be injured and die. If Mr. Hong is willing, I can save Mr. Hong and two innocent friends."

Mr. Hong withdrew his gaze and said softly: "Can I take a look at Queen Secret Heart?"

The lay monk said decisively: "Sorry, Queen Secret Heart is now the official trophy."

"What's more, the corpse immortal is so powerful that we finally succeeded by ambushing it in secret. If something goes wrong, the little monk can't afford to take care of it."

Mr. Hong was very disappointed: "That's a pity."

He suddenly raised his head and looked into the car: "Is He Yongheng here?"

When my name was mentioned, a man behind Mr. Hong cursed and said, "I want to kill this shitty thing!"

"If it weren't for him! Will my brother die?"

Several men suddenly started to clamor, and several of them came over even more angrily.

Zhang Sanfen said to me: "Stay here and don't move!"

He turned over and got out of the car and stood beside the monk.

Even the two men in the business car opened the car door and walked down, leaned against the front of the car and lit a cigarette.

Mr. Hong looked at me sitting in the back row through the windshield and said loudly, "He Yongheng, you killed my son, don't you dare to stand up and face it now?"

Zhang Sanfen smiled and said, "Mr. Hong, your son was killed because he wanted to capture the corpse immortal, but his strength was not enough."

"This account cannot be settled on him, right?"

The man said angrily: "What are you? Is there any part of your speaking here?"

"Get out!"

He said, trying to rush over and pull open the car door.

Seeing Zhang Sanfen blocking him, he slapped him over with a slap.

Zhang Sanfen's expression remained unchanged. When the man's slap was about to fall in front of him, he suddenly kicked, and the other party suddenly let out a roar and flew backwards.

At this time, the heavy rain had just stopped, and mud and water were everywhere. The man fell to the ground and was immediately covered in mud, and he was so embarrassed.

The man was furious and turned over to the car. When he appeared again, he had an extra wide-blade machete.

The men around took out weapons from the trunk one by one, and they were all fierce and evil, and they seemed to fight with each other if they had a disagreement.

But Zhang Sanfen just sneered and didn't care at all.

Mr. Hong stopped the men behind him and said, "The young man is very handsome. What's your name?"

The boss said: "Nanshan Funeral Home, Zhang Sanfen!"

"He Yongheng is my employee and my brother. Mr. Hong, you can just come to me if you have anything to do. There is no need to make things difficult for a new child."

As soon as he heard the name Zhang Sanfen, the people around him were immediately shocked.

The man who was kicked couldn't help but look at him secretly.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

The boss’s reputation is not only in North China. Who doesn’t know his name if anyone with a little fame in China?

Especially when he had such a quarrel with the old lady of the Qi family and Yu Bushun from northwest Shanxi, there were even more rumors in the circle.

The lay monk whispered: "Mr. Hong, I can understand the pain in your heart."

"But this matter actually has nothing to do with He Yongheng."

"The corpse immortal was fierce. When the tomb was cursed, the Shen family and his son were seriously injured. Yu Bushun from northwest Shanxi died more than a dozen good men in order to capture him."

"Young Master Hong wants to capture the corpse immortal, so he will naturally bear the consequences of failure."

"You are also an old expert in the circle, so you shouldn't not understand this problem."

Mr. Hong whispered: "I understand. But it's my son who died!"

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen men suddenly got out of seven or eight cars, each carrying swords, guns, sticks, and slowly surrounded us.

Mr. Hong's eyes were blood red, but his tone was still slow: "If He Yongheng didn't come out, then I had to offend everyone."

I was so angry that I could not care about the boss's instructions?

I opened the car door without hesitation and said loudly: "Mr. Hong! One person does things and one person does it! Don't use this as an excuse to snatch the corpse immortal!"

As soon as these words were said, the monk's face suddenly changed.

He immediately understood that Mr. Hong was fake to avenge his son, and it was probably true that snatching the corpse immortal!


Chapter completed!