Lao Sun lowered his head by Su Qidong, his face was ashamed, but he still said: "If I and Lao Xu are calmer and confront Zhang Feng head-on, perhaps, there is still a glimmer of hope of victory. We will all be defeated by Zhang. Feng's boldness when he appeared was shocked!"
With his fists clenched, he was very unwilling. If there was a chance to come back, he would rather die than flee.
Unfortunately, there is no if!
"Are you sure Zhang Feng is an eighth rank martial artist?" Su Qingdong asked in a deep voice.
This information is too important. It is related to the Su Family's overall plan to deal with Zhang Feng. If Zhang Feng is a martial artist beyond the eighth rank, or even the ninth rank, it would be quite dangerous for the Su family.
Under the grandmaster, it is the 9th rank. Any 9th rank master can shock a party. With force, the Su Family has no power to compete with it, and must immediately adjust its strategy.
"Zhang Feng is definitely not a ninth-rank martial artist, otherwise I will not escape!" Lao Sun said flatly.
Su Qidong nodded and said: "You immediately follow me to find Uncle Long. Now you must adjust your strategy, otherwise the Su family is in danger of overthrowing!"
At the moment, the two drove into the city, and soon came to Villa No. 1 and entered the villa.
After the two reported, the servant in charge of the reception took them directly to the master's study.
The study is not big, about 30 square meters, about the same size as the living room of an average family, with antique decoration, just like the study of a large family in ancient times.
In the study, Patriarch Su Yuntian sat behind the yellow rosewood desk with a gloomy face. The old housekeeper Long Shu stood on the side of the desk, slightly bowed, his expression respectful, and his face also not good-looking.
"Old Sun, you said Zhang Feng killed Lao Xu, Gao Gang, and two third-rank martial artists. Is this true?" Su Yuntian was a little impatient, and the age spots on his face became more eye-catching.
Lao Sun disobeyed no one dared to disobey the Patriarch. He quickly lowered his head and said what happened today, emphasizing that Zhang Feng was definitely not a ninth-rank martial artist.
After hearing this, Su Yuntian said with a gloomy face: "You mean, with the current strength of the Su family, it's best not to continue to trouble Zhang Feng?"
"Return to the Patriarch, if I continue to use force, I am worried that if Zhang Feng is offended, he will in turn threaten the Su family with force, and even... destroy the Su family!"
Before Lao Sun finished speaking, Su Yuntian slapped his palm on the table.
"Asshole!"
Su Yuntian was furious, stood up, pointed at the nose of Lao Sun and cursed: "You are also from the Su family. Because of a failure, you exaggerated the enemy's strength like this. Could it be that the peaceful days of these years have taken your courage, It's all gone, all that's left is sophistry?"
Lao Sun immediately knelt down, clasped his fists in his hands, and said confidently: "Patriarch, I am Sun Zhen, a member of the Su family alive, and a ghost of the Su family when I die. This will take effect. I will be loyal to the Su family and have no two minds. I have absolutely no sophistry. It means that Zhang Feng is not only strong in his own strength, but also has at least two seventh-rank masters beside him. He will not be an ordinary person. It is unwise for the Su Family to be an enemy of him!"
His remarks were profound and righteous, and his loyalty to the Su family was remembered in my heart.
Su Yuntian looked at him deeply, and then said for a while: "Get up, I believe what you said."
Sun Zhen stood up and said respectfully: "Patriarch, in my opinion, Zhang Feng is more like a disciple of a big family. You must hide your identity, so you must not have a plan!"
"You mean, he has a plan?" Su Yuntian asked in a weird tone.
Sun Zhen stayed in without knowing it, but insisted on nodding.
Su Yuntian twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Zhang Feng entered the Zuye family five years ago. After the old man of the Ye family passed away, the Ye family fell. A woman, Ye Qingxuan, took charge of the house, and there was only one villa left in the house and the one run by her. A media company with a total asset of no more than 10 million yuan. Zhang Feng has been a family husband for five years. You said that such a person is a disciple of a big family. Are you kidding me?"
After hearing these words, Sun Zhen looked dumbfounded. In any case, he could not connect the powerful Zhang Feng with a family cook, and he was about to be schizophrenic.
"Patriarch, Zhang Feng's strength cannot be faked." Sun Zhen couldn't figure it out and continued to stick to his point of view.
"It's true. The Su family continues to use force to press him down. The gain is not worth the loss." Su Yuntian nodded and said to Uncle Long: "Along, proceed to deal with Ye Qingxuan's company. I will give you one month to make Ye Qingxuan go bankrupt. After that, I want you to force Ye Qingxuan to go to nowhere and come to Su's house to beg for mercy. Then, let Tzuyu handle her!"
Uncle Long nodded quickly and asked, "Where is Zhang Feng?"
"At
After finishing Ye Qingxuan, force him to come to Su's house for revenge, and let the police deal with him! "Su Yuntianyan replied, tired, waved to let people leave.
Uncle Long sent away Su Qidong and Sun Zhen, and sent the young woman in maid uniforms into the study room at home, and then he prepared to deal with Maple Leaf Media's plan.
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In Villa No. 8 of Jinxiuyuan Community, Zhang Feng walked out of the master bedroom with a black face, and saw Luo Yina and Si Yu on the stairs, his face was even more ugly.
"Zhang Feng, you were beaten by your wife?"
Luo Yina had already walked out of the illusion of "Feng Fei", and when she saw Zhang Feng's appearance, she wanted to tease him.
As everyone knows, this kind of tricks happen habitually between men and women who have good feelings.
Zhang Feng went downstairs, glanced sideways at her, walked to the side of the sofa, pulled out the silver needles on Si Yu's back one by one, and threw them into the trash can.
"Fuck, you won't really be beaten by Xiao Ye Zi?"
Luo Yina is absolutely crazy, especially in front of Zhang Feng.
"Shut up, be careful when I smoke you!"
Zhang Feng was in a bad mood and didn't give Luo Yina a good face, and his tone was very aggressive.
Luo Yina didn't take this set, she immediately akimbo, an old lady is going to fight you desperately, but there is a pain in the position of the pubic bone, which makes her immediately lower her waist and look sore.
Zhang Feng glanced at her sideways, and seeing her pitiful, his anger disappeared, holding her hand and letting her sit on the sofa.
"Shall I give you a massage to ease the pain?"
"Ok?"
Luo Yina raised her head abruptly, her face was astonished, and she asked incredulously: "Are you actually going to give me massage?"
"Yeah."
Zhang Feng didn't think anything was wrong.
Rowina looked like a cat whose tail was stomped on, and her hair exploded at once.
"Zhang Feng, you have to be shameless. The place where my old lady hurts... is that right? Can you massage? At least you can't let a man like you do it. You must want to take advantage of me. My old lady will never let you succeed! "
Shocking Zhang Feng's eardrums were about to explode.
The five senses of martial arts practitioners are more acute than ordinary people, and when they are shouted, their minds are painful.
"Who said I want to press you, I can do it from the back!" Zhang Feng rubbed his forehead, his face collapsed.
Rowena: "..."
(End of this chapter)