Chapter 317: He Yongsheng's Younger Brother, He Yongsheng
When I looked at Feng Dali again, I suddenly felt a little pity for him.
The Age of Ending Law is coming soon, and the power of the Demon Suppressor will only increase, not decrease.
But just because of this incident, his future was ruined.
He must hate us so much.
Wei Wuguo continued: "Also, Nanshan Funeral Parlor owns 30% of the shares of the Secret Bureau. Some of the corpses collected by Zhang Sanfen were personally appointed by me to catch him."
"Tell Jiangzhe Commercial Bank that if you want to acquire Nanshan Funeral Home, come to me directly!"
"that's all!"
The exorcists were in an uproar.
I originally thought that the backstage of Zhang San Tomb was just the Zhang family in Taihang Mountain.
Although the Zhang family in Taihang Mountain is worthy of respect, it is said that Zhang Sanfen and Mr. Zhang are very difficult to deal with.
Mr. Zhang even said in public that Zhang Sanfen was not doing his job properly when he opened Nanshan Funeral Parlor.
But now everyone knows that the real backer behind Nanshan Funeral Parlor is not the Zhang family, but the Secret Bureau!
Who dares to buy this?
Zhang Sanfen hung up the phone and threw the phone to Feng Dali.
As a result, Feng Dali didn't answer the call, and let the phone fall to the ground and break into two pieces.
The demon-suppressing soldier behind him couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over quickly and saluted Zhang Sanfen: "Mr. Zhang San, we can take over Mo Wen and send him to the Demon-Suppressing Tower in Kyoto."
Zhang Sanfen raised his feet and said, "Then you two have to do the hard work."
The two demon-suppressing soldiers said hurriedly: "We are all our own people. If you encounter any difficulties in Nanshan Funeral Home in the future, you can come to us directly for help."
After finishing speaking, the two of them leaned over and lifted up Mo Wen, then turned and left.
Feng Dali sighed and said dejectedly: "Maybe I was wrong."
"But Zhang Sanfen, Moren will come looking for you."
I asked Zhang Sanfen in a low voice: "Boss, who is Moren?"
"The big boss of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Commercial Bank?"
Zhang Sanfen said softly: "Same as you."
I didn't understand it at first, but I soon realized it.
Damn it, savior!
When I was in the Secret Bureau, I got the news about the savior.
And I am sure that I am one of the five saviors.
Therefore, some senior officials of the Secret Bureau are deliberately testing me and then showing their kindness to me.
At that time, I knew that each of the five saviors would have a huge impact on the Age of Ending Dharma.
It might even change the fate of Middle-earth.
Of course, in order to protect the five saviors from being plotted by believers or Fengdu.
The Secret Bureau has sealed the identities of these five people.
Only a few people have information about the five saviors.
As far as we know so far, China plans to make Wei Wuguo a savior on the stage.
After all, he is the strongest and is not afraid of the plot from the believers and Fengdu.
Moreover, he is the head of the Secret Bureau and the most staunch defender of Middle-earth.
With him standing in front, he will prevent countless troubles for the other four saviors.
And Moren is the third savior I know.
This makes me a little uneasy.
It's not that I'm afraid of Moren.
Rather, we are both saviors. If there is any estrangement or disagreement due to this matter, will it affect the future of China-Earth?
While I was thinking about that, I heard Zhang Sanfen say: "Old He, it's time to go!"
I suddenly woke up and realized that all the exorcists around me had dispersed.
Even the Nanhai curse master and the retired demon-suppressing soldier who were injured by us left the hotel in despair.
With Wei Wuguo personally speaking, Mo Wen's prison sentence is certain!
It won’t work even if the King of Heaven comes!
I hurriedly followed, but asked in a low voice: "Boss, will Moren come to trouble us?"
"Also, where did you get the news?"
"Who are the two remaining saviors?"
Zhang Sanfen walked forward without saying a word.
But I pursued him relentlessly.
Zhang Sanfen was helplessly harassed by me and said: "Lao He, can we keep our focus? We are all people who want to be the savior."
I said: "Boss, there are five saviors!"
"Among them, there is only one who can truly save the world, and the rest are all fake."
Zhang Sanfen said: "What if you are true?"
I laughed and said, "If you expect me to be true, then there is a real possibility that China will be doomed."
"If you want me to say, the best thing to do is rely on Wei Wuguo. He has the power, ability, firm belief, and enough wisdom and vision to deal with everything."
"We really have to rely on him for this matter."
Zhang Sanfen was noncommittal, but he couldn't bear my pestering and said, "I got the news from the Taihang Mountains."
"The old man has S-level authority, and we only have A-level authority."
"Also, this matter must not be spread randomly! If the identity of the savior is exposed, others will be fine, but you will be the most dangerous one!"
I hurriedly asked: "Who are the remaining two?"
Zhang Sanfen said softly: "One is called Chu Wu and the other is called Dong Yi."
"Don't ask me who they are. I only know two names, whether they are male or female, round or flat. Like you, I have no idea."
I kind of understand.
Feng Dali knew that Moren was one of the saviors, but he didn't know that I was too.
I am afraid that Moren deliberately spread his news for the sake of the development of Jiangzhe Commercial Bank.
As for me, Chu Wu, and Dong Yi, I'm afraid they all have their own reasons.
I'm worried about being targeted for assassination.
The other two may simply be trying to avoid trouble.
Wei Wuguo, Moren, Chu Wu, Dong Yi, plus He Yongheng.
These are the five saviors recognized by the Secret Bureau.
To be honest, I still don't agree with this statement.
The future is changeable, and people will change too.
If you only think that the savior can save the world, it is better to focus on the people of the entire Middle-earth.
Those unknown demon-suppressing soldiers guarding various parts of Middle-earth are the saviors.
Those farmers and workers who work hard to provide food and industrial products for China are the saviors.
No wonder Wei Wuguo has never disdained his status as a savior.
If it weren't for the fact that this identity can unite people's hearts and strengthen the destiny of the country, he would not even recognize the term savior.
I didn't ask any more questions, but followed the boss back to Nanshan Funeral Home.
After returning home, I found Zhao Fei waiting at the door with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
After asking, he told us that the guards of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Commercial Bank took him away.
Just now, someone took him out of the room where he was under house arrest and sent him directly back to Nanshan Funeral Home.
When facing Zhang Sanfen, Zhao Fei felt a little ashamed.
It seems that the funeral parlor was not properly guarded, allowing people from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Commercial Bank to take advantage of the loophole.
But when Zhang Sanfen saw that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he thought he had suffered a lot, so he comforted him for a few words and then asked him to recuperate and rest.
Zhao Fei didn't think about taking a rest and kept talking there.
One moment he said how arrogant the people in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Commercial Bank were, and the other moment he scolded old man Mo Wen for being so shameless.
While he was talking enthusiastically, Zhang Sanfen's cell phone suddenly rang.
Zhang Sanfen took out his cell phone and looked at it. He found that it was an unfamiliar number, so he frowned slightly.
But he still pressed the answer button and said: "Who is it?"
On the other side of the phone was a very young voice: "Zhang Sanfen?"
"I'm Moren."
I was stunned for a moment when I heard the voice coming from the phone.
Yes, the mistress of this family has come to visit.
We had just brought Moren's uncle into the Demon Suppression Tower. It had only been less than two hours before the men came to investigate.
Zhang Sanfen said calmly: "Hello, Mr. Mo."
"Excuse me, what's the matter?"
Moren said: "Is Mr. He Yongheng with you? I'm sorry, I can't find his contact information, so I have to disturb you."
Zhang Sanfen gave me a strange look, he was here to find me.
Before I could say anything, Zhang Sanfen replied decisively: "Not here."
"There is a job over there in western Sichuan. I asked him to handle it. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back in the near future."
"Also, his cell phone is broken and he has no phone use for the time being."
"That's such a shame," Moren said.
"I'm ready to visit you."
Just hearing the sound of cars outside, it seemed like two or three cars were parked in front of the funeral home.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a young man with a gentle face walking into the funeral parlor.
He turned off his cell phone and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang San, it turns out you can also lie."
"Isn't Mr. He Yongheng here?"
Damn it? This guy is blocking the door.
He was caught lying and the situation was extremely embarrassing.
I didn't know what was going on, so I stretched out my hand and gave a dry laugh and said, "Hello, I am He Yongsheng's younger brother, He Yongsheng."
Hearing this, Zhao Fei next to him was stunned, and the potion bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
God is so eternal!
Is there anyone who can tell lies with such open eyes?