Volume 6 [Tigers are strong even when they go to sea] NO.73 Not a family
Zhang Sanxian had not yet entered the threshold, but stopped in front of it.
The Eighteenth Auntie looked surprised, she was already at the threshold. She looked at Zhang Sanxian, his grandfather and his grandson with some embarrassment.
Zhang Xiaoqi's fists clenched loudly. Zhang Bi looked for the sound and glared angrily, and the two brothers' anger rose to the sky with a roar.
This scene shocked everyone around.
The aunts and wives all said in their hearts: Oh no.
The two old men, Zhang Juncai and Zhang Yisheng, both laughed and said, "Third brother, why are you keeping such a straight face? Why don't you enter the house yet? Come in, come in."
But their children and grandchildren also looked a little ugly.
Is Grandpa Zhang San a good person? Yes!
Is Uncle Mingtang a good person? Yes!
Is Brother Xiaoqi a good person? Yes!
Zhang Fushan was behind. He was about to take a step forward, but Zhang Yisheng blocked him behind him: "What do you want to do? Stay behind!"
Looking for the sound, there were several men standing over there, their faces obviously extremely embarrassed. Looking at Zhang Sanxian and the others, they were all green and white, and they seemed to be struggling internally.
Those who came to pay New Year's greetings all felt that the atmosphere was extremely strange. They were not from the Zhang family and had no idea what was going on.
Although everyone knew that Zhang Degong had a third direct son who was a fierce general, they only heard about him but never saw him.
Now that I saw him, I thought he was just an ordinary old man, but I didn't expect that it was only now that I could really feel the murderous aura of fighting the Japanese with bayonets.
"I know."
Zhang Sanxian patted Zhang Juncai on the shoulder, an understatement, but it made Zhang Juncai feel warm in his heart. After all, the third young master is the third young master. This was the case decades ago, and it is still the case decades later.
He regarded them as blood brothers. Real brothers.
A group of poor brothers who guarded a cigarette in a trench, even after they took off their armor and returned to heaven, they only cultivated 300 acres of paddy fields together, and never received even a penny more from the public.
Even if their conscience is black, if they stab it with a knife, the blood will be red.
Zhang Laosan is a veteran ruffian, and he is right. He is a cunning man, and he does the same thing. But without Zhang Laosan, these long-term workers would probably still be starving on the vast plains, watching the Japanese soldiers
Hengxing. Without Zhang Laosan, they would not even have the courage to pick up the spear and pull the trigger.
"Zhang Juncai! Fix the bayonet!"
The loud roar that jumped out of the trench is still vivid in my mind.
Nowadays, they laugh and curse, but it makes people feel happy. To others, the Three Flying Tigers of North China are a good man and a hero, but to the Eighteenth Longgong, he is a direct brother.
The grandfather and grandson walked over.
Zhang Bingsheng wanted to stop him, but Zhang Sanxian pushed his hand away and patted it. Zhang Bingsheng stood there and said no more.
"I'll take back the bullshit you just said. Now stand here." Zhang Sanxian tapped his toes on the side, "bow down to my old brothers and apologize for this mistake."
, I won’t pursue it.”
There was also an old man opposite him, definitely much younger than him.
He is the son of Wuyaotai. When Zhang Sanxian left Yangzhou City, he was only eight years old. After decades of separation, when he saw Zhang Sanxian again, his majesty was still the same as before.
His name is Zhang Huairen, and he is survived by his descendants, including three sons and several grandsons.
The eldest son is named Zhang Mantang, the second son is Zhang Mancang, and the third son is Zhang Manjiang. Zhang Huairen is the president of a private steel group. He took advantage of the reform and opening up and the late collective economy to integrate the wealth of most people and gradually developed to what it is today.
The scale can be said to be that of a rich man.
There is no problem with a conservative estimate of assets of 7 to 8 billion.
On weekdays, he is very dignified and very popular in front of Zhang Degong. Many people come back to show their respects every year.
It's just that such a majestic figure is completely useless in front of Zhang Sanxian. The current president of Huairen Iron and Steel Group is his son Zhang Mantang. Mr. Zhang is also a noble person. When he saw his father being offended, he shouted angrily: "You
What kind of attitude is this, who do you think you are!"
Bang!
With a loud noise, Zhang Mantang, the dignified Mr. Zhang of Huairen Steel Group, flew out.
Zhang Ben slowly withdrew his dangling kick and said with a ferocious expression: "Whoever dares to offend my grandpa again, I don't mind sending him to hell on the third day of the Lunar New Year!"
"Brother!"
"dad!"
"boss Zhang!"
Zhang Mantang felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and blood was coming out of his mouth. He fell to the ground, in great pain. When Zhang Mancang and Zhang Manjiang saw this, they yelled: "Where are the people? Are they all dead? Someone committed an murder."
A group of bodyguards from Huairen Iron and Steel Group actually rushed over from behind. There were at least fifteen or six of them, all of them were strong and agile.
However, the situation became extremely weird. Zhang Ben laughed ferociously, but he didn't even try to avoid the recoil. In full view of everyone, he roared and clawed out.
"Are you trying to kill someone?!"
Zhang Sanxian shouted loudly.
Zhang Ben grunted, and changed his tiger claws into fists, but there was still a click and bombardment on the opponent's arm. This crisp sound indicated that the bone was broken.
He was too lazy to pay attention, and swept his legs like battle axes, one on each leg, with a huge force. It felt like the bodyguards were all hit by iron pillars, and they all fell to the ground.
Those bodyguards rushed up quickly, but fell down even faster!
He grabbed a bodyguard's arm with one hand, forced a counter-joint technique, and broke his hand bones in front of everyone. This cruelty made people shudder.
However, the people who came from the Zhang Family Courtyard actually looked slightly surprised, as if they had been numbed by stimulation.
In a matter of tens of seconds, Zhang Ben neatly arranged all the people and threw them on the ground. Zhang Ben calmly walked over. He grabbed Zhang Mantang and said coldly: "Believe it or not, I dare to kill him."
Your whole family?"
The sound was like being chiseled out of thick ice, cold to the bone. Zhang Ben stared at Zhang Mantang with his blood-red eyes like a wild beast, and shivered. He was supposed to be a powerful person, even more powerful than Yang Jinbiao.
He must be extremely powerful, but facing Zhang Bi, he actually felt the pain of being cut to pieces with a thousand knives.
Zhang Mantang's two younger brothers were extremely frightened and did not dare to approach. His grandchildren were even more frightened and angry, but they were no different from their father.
"What? Didn't anyone call the police?"
Zhang Bi looked at Zhang Mancang and Zhang Manjiang and said with a sinister smile.
He casually threw Zhang Mantang to the ground, and his family members quickly supported him.
Zhang Huairen's eyes couldn't believe that in this age, there could be such a violent person
"You, you, aren't you afraid that the days are long?" Zhang Huairen, an old man, pointed at Zhang Bi with a trembling finger.
Zhang Bi smiled: "If you have the ability, you don't think you can come to Taiwan. When you grow up, you can come and take revenge, but I am the least afraid of Japan. The people who died in my hands have already passed a hundred years ago, and they are not inferior to you at all.
There are more than ten people in the family.”
Arrogant, crazy, and arrogant "...
Feng Qinghua frowned: Which drama is Xiao Ben acting in?
Zhang Juncai and the others were all stunned, "Little Tiger, what's going on?"
The eldest brother, Zhang Xiaoqi, relaxed his fists: "Since I did this, I have my own reasons."
"Too arrogant!" Zhang Huairen roared.
Zhang Ben looked at him helplessly and sneered: "If you don't do what my grandpa said, I will break both of your hands first, and then break both of your feet! Old dog, do you believe it?"
This was an open threat, a naked disregard for everyone's existence, but Zhang Bi's murderous aura really made people feel a threat.
Some people who came to pay New Year greetings did not expect that such a thing would happen. This was really beyond their imagination. Are there such arrogant and arrogant people in this world?
Xia Zhen also felt that Zhang Bi was a little strange.
The eighteenth concubine's eyes also turned cold, and she asked Zhang Sanxian: "Third young master, Huairen can be considered your younger brother. You should also take care of his face."
Zhang Sanxian stretched out his palm to stop her from continuing to speak, saying: "We are not a family, and we do not speak the same language.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Huairen saw Zhang Bi slowly walking towards him again. He could feel that this boy was not joking. Zhang Bi had this kind of thing, but not to him.
Did this happen just because of one word?
One sentence?
If Zhang Sanxian could hear his inner doubts, Zhang Sanxian would definitely laugh three times.
When Zhang Bi continued to move forward, he saw Zhang Bi wave his hand and throw out a military spur. Not far away, a bodyguard in black made a sound, and there was an additional military spur on his wrist. When that sound was heard, a pistol
He unexpectedly fell, and some people around him who had never seen the scene were startled, and some women even screamed.
Zhang Bi's body exploded, and he kicked the man hard. The man was trampled to the ground. General Zhang Bi pulled out the thorn, shook off the blood, then stepped on the bodyguard, placed the thorn on the face of a young man next to him, and said softly: "
Still not convinced? Do you think you have been wronged? Suffocated? Are you angry?"
"No, no" is, he is the one who makes his own decisions, everyone is a member of the Zhang family."
The young man stood aside and shivered. He held on and did not collapse.
Zhang Ben picked up the pistol, took a look at it, raised his hand and fired five shots at the big ginkgo tree in front of the door. After the gunfire stopped, the surrounding area was quiet, and many people covered their heads.
Their ears were broken. Some even squatted on the ground and held their heads. I saw a branch of the ginkgo tree snapping and then falling down.
"It's a good gun, but it's with the wrong person."
After that, he dismantled the pistol into parts.
The young man next to him had eyes full of fear.
Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
"Do you know the police phone number?" Zhang Ben put a hand on his shoulder, looking at him from a distance, as if he was very friendly.
"I know, I know." The young man nodded repeatedly.
"Come on, call the police and say someone is committing murder here." Zhang Bi took out a mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to him.
"No, no need!"
Zhang Bi grinned: "Didn't someone just say that they were going to call the police to arrest people? Look, there are so many people lying on the ground, you don't necessarily have to pretend you didn't see them."
"Enough!" Zhang Huairen closed his eyes and shouted loudly.
Then he opened his eyes and whispered helplessly and humiliatingly: "Today, it was me who spoke rudely, it was my fault, and I did not teach my children well, which made you laugh."
Then Zhang Huairen walked to the tiptoe of Zhang Sanxian, bowed respectfully, and said loudly: "Brothers and brothers, I made a mistake with my words just now and offended you. I apologize to you. I will pay tribute to each of you later.
A glass of wine and a cup of tea.”
"If you say something harsh, it doesn't matter."
Zhang Juncai sighed and said repeatedly.
He glanced at Zhang Sanxian, but saw that he had a calm face and said nothing. He turned around and stepped across the threshold. With just that step, the concubines let out a long sigh of relief.
Zhang Yongxian pulled Zhang Huairen over and said, "Brother, please bear with me. I feel wronged. This time, please bear with me."
Zhang Huairen looked at Zhang Yongxian with red eyes: "Second brother, it doesn't matter."
After everyone had gone in, Zhang Ben wiped his spurs and walked forward. When he reached the threshold, he looked left and right, and then glanced at Zhang Yongxian and Zhang Huairen: "This house looks quite big from the outside. When I got closer, I took a closer look.
, I realized that it’s not that big and can’t accommodate people.”
His words were so thorny that they made both old men feel ashamed.
The boy behind Zhang Yongxian originally wanted to talk back, but when he saw Zhang Bi looking at him contemptuously, he slowly put the military thorn into his sleeve. He immediately shut up and did not dare to make a sound.
At this time, the doctor had already come outside and took Zhang Mantang's pulse. It took him a long time to say: "It's nothing serious. There is no damage to the internal organs. He will be fine after a few months of treatment."
Only then did Zhang Huairen truly breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhang Mancang and Zhang Manjiang came over and said anxiously: "Dad, is that all?"
On the side, Zhang Yongxian shook his head at Zhang Mancang and said: "Stop thinking about playing tricks. The people in his yard never care about your status. Let me tell you the truth. Their group came back from traveling in Thailand a few years ago.
We were on a domestic transfer flight, accompanied by the ambassador, escorted by military attachés, and finally received a gift from the King of Thailand. Do you know why this is?"
Zhang Mancang and others all looked strange, and Zhang Yongxian's grandson also wondered: Does this have anything to do with it?
"They, a bunch of old men, killed a total of eighty-three people in Thailand. They made the world turn upside down." Zhang Yongxian finally said with a trembling voice.
Zhang Huairen's body trembled. Zhang Mancang and Zhang Manjiang supported him, and he said blankly: "If he no longer recognizes us as relatives, does he insist on being brothers with those long-term workers? Then why is he still there?"
Want to come back. Want to come back?"
Zhang Yongxian looked at Zhang Bi's back as he walked slowly away and said, "He doesn't have to treat us as a family, but he still has a biological mother, two sons and two grandsons. What he wants doesn't matter.