"The major gangs in M city have just been defeated. It is a time when stability is urgently needed. Why did you come back at this time?" In a luxury villa in the south of Changchun City, Chen Xiangjun, the boss of the Broadsword Club who is nearly 50 years old, frowned.
It makes that already serious face more powerful.
"Just leave those trivial matters to your subordinates. If they can't even stabilize the situation, what's the use of keeping them. I have other things to do, and I don't have time to waste time here." The person who spoke was lazily reclining on the sofa opposite.
Heroic man, Chen Xiangjun’s son, Chen Hu!
Chen Hu looks tall and thin, but he has a capable and heroic spirit. Root-like muscles cover his whole body, especially his two arms, which are almost as thick as his thighs. At first glance, he looks very uncoordinated and even exaggerated.
, but if you look carefully, you can find a different kind of beauty. And the power contained in the two arms is enough to shock any enemy who underestimates him. A giant two hundred kilogram sword is his side weapon, slashing with all his strength.
Cut, chop with a thousand pounds of wheel!
The name of "Thousand Jin Knife" Chen Hu has also become famous among the underworld in the three northeastern provinces as he has been fighting in various places over the years. The underworld in M City that Chen Xiangjun mentioned was under the personal command of Chen Hu and lasted a year to fight hard.
Chen Xiangjun's breath froze, and his unattractive face suddenly darkened: "Trivial matter? Is that trivial matter? Defeating the enemy relies on the ability to use troops, and stabilizing the overall situation and regaining one side relies on strategy. Only if you have both can it be counted.
You are the overlord of one side. I asked you to stay in M City for at least two years to hone your patience and ability. It would be better for you... just after the battle, slap your ass and leave immediately. You treat my words as deaf ears.
No! As you are now, how can you make me feel confident that I will hand over the sword to you?!"
Chen Hu curled his lips indifferently: "Isn't it important to stabilize the overall situation? With him here, why do you have to worry about it? You are quite old. Don't get angry easily. If you get angry, your mother will have to blame me.
Already."
"You..." Chen Xiangjun's eyes widened and he almost smashed the purple clay pot in front of him.
"Old man, please calm down first. Brother Hu's ability in military affairs and internal matters is obvious to all. The stability of Q City last year was carried out by Brother Hu alone. Didn't you always praise Tiger's father as having no sons?
The Chen family is lucky to have a son like Brother Hu." The person speaking was the Xinguo in Chen Hu's mouth - Chen Xinguo, a delicate and delicate boy who seemed weak.
Although the same surname is Chen, Chen Xinguo is not Chen Xiangjun's biological son, but an orphan he adopted in his early years and considered his adopted son. Contrary to Chen Hu's personality, Chen Xinguo is not good at martial arts and is good at literature, so he passed the exam based on his own ability.
He went to Donghua University, the highest university in the country, and obtained a double master's degree in psychology and strategy. However, he was supposed to have a bright future, but after completing his studies, he refused many invitations and opportunities to take the Ph.D., and resolutely returned to this underworld organization full of crises and killings.
.
In the face of Chen Xiangjun's inquiry, he just said that he missed home. This simple sentence won the unreserved trust of the senior officials of the Broadsword Association and everyone in the Chen family. What reason was there to doubt such a person who knew how to repay his kindness.
After returning to the Dadao Society, Chen Xinguo devoted all his energy to the development of the gang. Whether it was the internal organization of the gang, the streamlining of the organization, or the strategy of external expansion, he demonstrated his super ability.
Chen Xinguo and Chen Hu complement each other in both literature and martial arts. In just three years, the sword will take on a completely new look and its overall strength will more than triple.
Today, Chen Xiangjun only sits at the headquarters and rarely interferes with the affairs of the Broadsword Club. The Broadsword Club has basically been handed over to Chen Hu and Chen Xinguo.
"You're still speaking for him! I think this kid is getting more and more wild. If you don't beat him hard, he might get stabbed one day." Chen Xiangjun snorted heavily, but his face was no longer so gloomy.
Chen Xinguo pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiled softly, and said, "I think Brother Hu is really in trouble when he comes back this time."
"What the hell can he do? Apart from drinking and fighting, he also drives cars and plays with women."
Chen Hu stood up abruptly and shouted with wide eyes: "Hey, hey, hey, daddy, the conscience of heaven and earth, if you say that I fight, drink, and race, I will accept it, but when you play with women... don't let your evil deeds in your youth be considered.
On my head."
"Ahem..." Chen Xiangjun choked on the tea he just drank. He quickly looked up at the room upstairs to make sure that his tigress hadn't gone crazy. Then he glared at Chen Hu: "Is your skin itchy?"
Chen Hu didn't seem to be afraid of his father at all. He raised his head and lay down on the sofa again: "Get up, we are dedicated men. We only love one person in this life. If we don't want so-and-so, even our underpants will be flowery."
"Stop it, stop it." Chen Xinguo quickly stopped this pair of living treasures, father and son. Although Chen Xiangjun was serious, cold, and majestic, every time he faced his precious son, he would either turn green with anger or copy him.
Get started. "Old man, if my guess is correct, Brother Tiger may be back this time because of Miss Wei Shuxuan."
Chen Xiangjun asked strangely: "Shu Xuan? She has gone to school a long time ago. What does it have to do with her?"
Chen Xinguo smiled softly, looked up at Chen Hu, and said, "It's Miss Wei Shuxuan's birthday in a few days. Brother Hu may be planning to celebrate her birthday in person."
"That's right, it will be Shu Xuan's 22nd birthday in a few days, and I plan to go to her school." Chen Hu responded casually, crossing his legs, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile that even he didn't notice, and his eyes
Looking at the top of my head, I feel longing and happiness.
"If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten. Unknowingly, that girl is already twenty-two." Mentioning Wei Shuxuan, a rare smile appeared on Chen Xiangjun's serious face. Although it was very light, for him
It is really rare to say that.
Due to his relationship with Wei Yehua and the cooperation between Dadao Society and Emperor Enterprise, Chen and Wei's family have always been close. He only has a son but no daughter, so he loves Wei Shuxuan very much. Now that he is older, for future generations
The concern grew more and more.
Glancing at Chen Hu, who seemed to be immersed in fantasy, Chen Xiangjun didn't show anything on his face, but he couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart. After holding it in for so many years, this guy was ready to take action.
Chen Hu's feelings for Wei Shuxuan are clearly visible to the adults. He also mentioned it to Wei Yehua intentionally or unintentionally. The other party did not agree or object, he just said to let nature take its course. But...it seems that the old man of the Wei family
Wei Mingbo was not too fond of Chen Hu, who was in the gang, and Wei Shuxuan's girl's reaction was also very cold, which made both himself and his wife a little anxious.
"Sir, the two young masters, and Miss Wei Shuxuan are here to visit." Running all the way, the housekeeper hurriedly came to the living room.
"Who?" The three of them were stunned. The coincidence of time prevented them from reacting for a moment.
"Miss Wei, Wei Shuxuan." The old housekeeper repeated it again.
"Shu Xuan is here?" Chen Hu, who was originally immersed in fantasy, jumped up and ran around in a panic, arranging his clothes and hair: "Xiao Guoguo, look at my brother's hair.
Are you done? Do my clothes fit? Quick, quick, quick, get me a towel to wipe my face."
Seeing Chen Hu scurrying around like a headless chicken, Chen Xiangjun felt angry and embarrassed. This girl has no ambition!
Chen Xinguo frowned slightly. He saw a hint of fear in the housekeeper's twinkling eyes. "Didn't Wei Shuxuan leave Changchun long ago? When did she come back? It's already past nine o'clock.
What is she doing here? How many people has she brought with her?"
A series of questions made Chen Hu calm down. Wei Shuxuan had always been indifferent to him, so why did he suddenly come over late at night.
Chen Xiangjun also noticed the strange look in the butler's eyes. "Old Wu, what's wrong?"
"Master, it is indeed Miss Wei. She only brought three people, but..."
"It's just what, what are you talking about, mother-in-law?" Chen Xiangjun's voice rose a bit.
"Those three people were covered in blood, and...and I felt a special...cold...aura from them." The housekeeper hesitated, at least giving a rough description of his feelings. As a twenty-year follower of Chen Xiangjun
He had seen a lot of old people and all kinds of people for many years, but those three people just now... for some reason, actually gave him a feeling of panic in his heart.
"Bloody?" Chen Hu frowned, turned his eyes a few times, and said in a deep voice: "Did Shu Xuan show any signs of struggle?"
"No, no, I can guarantee this. Miss Wei also repeatedly emphasized that she hopes to see the master as soon as possible."
Placing his fingertips on his chin, Chen Xinguo thought for a moment and said, "Although Shu Xuan's sudden arrival here is a bit suspicious, with the strength of the security guards we have here, we are not afraid of any surprises."
"Invite her in, and let the brothers be more vigilant." Chen Xiangjun said to the bodyguards in the room: "Load the pistol in case of accidents."
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