Seeing Ye Tang dragging Zheng Junqing and Zheng Siyue away directly, Zheng Shengzhuang and others were stunned and unable to react.
No one expected that Mo Qianxiong was so arrogant and so cold-blooded and ruthless.
Even if the younger Zheng Junqing and his sister were not taken seriously, they should give Zheng Qiankun and the others some face, but in the end, Zheng Qiankun was overthrown to the ground.
Several Zheng's close confidants who tried to stop him were also shot over.
Blood all over the ground.
Although Zheng Shengzhuang and the others had heard of Ye Tang's style, they were still shocked to see them as killing machines.
Rough, rough, too rough.
Zheng Qiankun, who has always been awesome, felt the rude and inhumane rudeness.
He himself is a rough man. He likes to solve problems by force than conspiracy, but he is completely a witch compared to Ye Tang.
Thinking of his nieces and nieces' miserable appearance, he was so angry that he took out his cell phone and called out.
Ask for help, complain, and complain.
But after seven or eight phone calls, they were not effective at all. No matter how strong the relationship was, Ye Tang was not hesitant to refuse to get involved.
Just kidding, if someone is free to push the country, and then take action, they will probably be hurt.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that the relationship was not working, Zheng Qiankun almost held the phone with his broken palm.
This weakness and anger made him feel very frustrated.
He never thought that one day he would be treated like this, so powerless that he could do nothing.
Ye Tang's arrest of people will make so many people secretly secret.
The beautiful women looked at Zheng Qiankun with incredible expressions.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Qiankun could not only unable to suppress Mo Qianxiong, but also could not find someone to retrieve it.
Thinking of this, Dean Huang and his friends' eyes shrank, wondering whether they would have to be human in the future with their tails squatting.
As noble as Zheng Siyue and Zheng Junqing.
Don’t others still beat them whenever they want, and catch them whenever they want. They are even more insignificant, and they are afraid that they will die in vain.
Moreover, they were also afraid of Ye Fan. They stepped on a barefoot doctor and pulled Mo Qianxiong in, and asked Mo Qianxiong to offend the Zheng family regardless of his responsibilities. It was not simple.
"Uncle Fourth, what should I do now?"
After Zheng Qiankun vented his anger, Zheng Shengzhuang reacted and pulled Zheng Qiankun to whisper: "Just let them do whatever they want?"
"It was Ye Fan who provoked us first, but he became ours, right?
Is there any law of nature?
Is there any other kingly law?”
"And Junqing has been pampering since childhood, and has never touched Yangchunshui with his ten fingers. Now he is injured with both hands. If he is caught in, he is afraid he will suffer."
"Siyue is the same. Her head is bleeding. If you don't rescue them quickly, you're afraid she will go crazy."
Zheng Shengzhuang looked anxious and asked Zheng Qiankun to find a solution: "Besides, if you don't solve it immediately, I'm worried that the Zhu family will take the blame."
Thinking of Zheng Junqing's pierced hands and Zheng Siyue's broken head, Zheng Shengzhuang couldn't help but feel heartbroken and hated Ye Fan to the core.
"solve?"
Zheng Qiankun rushed up again in anger: "I've solved it long ago, there are seven or eight calls, and there is no one who can call."
"When Ye Tang caught people, he was all pretending to be a turtle with his head and did not dare to do anything perfunctory to me."
"Ye Tang is like an iron bucket, and he can't even pour water in. What method can I use to solve it now?"
"It's all you trash. You can't defend the Nanling battle results. You have caused such a disaster, which makes people even more clueful."
He scolded Zheng Shengzhuang, saying that Ling Qianshui's affairs were big or small, and maybe his nephews really couldn't come out.
Now that all kinds of relationships are not working, I guess I can only go back and settle it with the old man.
If the old man comes forward, this matter will definitely be properly resolved, but in this way, I will seem too incompetent and too useless, and my status will probably plummet.
This annoyed Zheng Qiankun.
"Mr. Zheng, you can actually find someone."
Yuan Shu, who had been silent, suddenly said: "When he comes forward, Ye Tang should give him some face."
Zheng Qiankun's voice sank: "Who?"
"Song family, Song Wansan."
Yuan Shu lowered his voice: "He donated a lot of money to Ye Tang and had some friendship with Mo Qianxiong." Zheng Qiankun's eyes lit up.
Zheng Shengzhuang hesitated for a moment: "We have a bit of a stalemate with the Song family. Now I ask them for help. Will Song Wansan?" When the Zheng family took advantage of the situation, she was still saying that she had passed the past. Now she turned around and begged others. She felt it was not good.
Zheng Qiankun waved his hand: "No matter what his attitude is, as long as there is hope, we must always give it a try." For him, sacrificing some face is better than letting the old man despise him when he goes back.
An hour later, Zheng Qiankun appeared in the Song family Feilai Pavilion, his expression dispelled the arrogance of the past, and he became more humble and patient.
Song Wansan did not put on airs either. After receiving the notice, he came out with a crutch, and then sat opposite Zheng Qiankun with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry, I just fell asleep, and I'm sorry for my mistakes. I'm sorry for my crime."
He also shouted: "Hongyan, make tea."
Song Hongyan quickly brought out a pot of tea.
"Old Mr. Song is polite. Everyone is friends, so there is no need to see you like this."
"I'll come here tonight. Two things are: one is to apologize for Zheng Junqing's previous robbery. He shouldn't have played this when the Song family is in trouble."
Zheng Qiankun cursed with regret, "I have punished him severely and whipped him. Another day, I will let him come to the door to apologize in person."
"Small things, small things!"
Song Wansan laughed: "I have forgotten the 300 million yuan of pig farms. I have passed, so I won't mention it."
Zheng Qiankun was stunned, what's the point?
Song Wansan laughed loudly: "When you wanted to have a career and wanted to achieve success, I kindly support you and build a pig farm in your jurisdiction."
"I thought it would be done in tens of millions, but you would have to leave me with 300 million."
"I was really angry at that time, but so many years have passed, and I have let it go and just treat it as a joke."
He put the tea in front of Zheng Qiankun: "Drink, West Lake Longjing."
Zheng Qiankun's mouth was touched: "Old Song, I mean, I'm sorry for Zheng Junqing forcing Song Hongyan."
"What are you sorry?"
Song Wansan waved his hand again: "Isn't it just a royal hotel? As long as you don't hurt your relationship, you will take it away if you take it."
Zheng Qiankun's eyelids twitched and he subconsciously looked at Song Hongyan.
Song Hongyan looked apologized: "Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry, grandpa's white-haired man sent a black-haired man, his mind was impacted and his ears were not very good."
"I'll tell him!"
"Grandpa, it's not a pig farm." Then, she approached Song Wansan's ear and repeated what Zheng Qiankun said.
"Oh oh oh, that's it."
After hearing this, Song Wansan suddenly realized and looked at Zheng Qiankun with apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, I heard it wrong just now."
"But it's okay, it's normal for a child to be frivolous."
He was very pleased: "I've gone, don't mention the forced marriage anymore, so as not to hurt the harmony between the two families."
"Thank you Mr. Song."
Seeing this, Zheng Qiankun breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said, "There is something else tonight. I hope Mr. Song will come forward to say hello to Mo Qianxiong."
"He locked my nephew and niece up." Then, he briefly described what happened in the Royal Court Hotel. Of course, he cut off his head and put Zheng Junqing and Zheng Siyue into innocent things.
Finally, he grabbed Song Wansan's hand: "Old Song, you must help me with this matter" "What?"
Song Wansan shouted: "You want to give me the land No. 8 of Longdu."