"Ah Meng!"

Zhang Shaotu and Zhang Shaoba pushed the door in and said in a deep voice.

"Second uncle, third uncle...... Sorry ......"

Zhang Meng looked at the two figures who had aged many years in a few days, and his crazy mind finally calmed down. He said in a low voice, full of guilt.

He knew in his heart that his actions these days were affecting the hearts of the two uncles all the time.

It's just that he can't control his mood. Every time I close my eyes, I think of Zhang Shaohong's stern face and Zhao San's appearance when he brags...... He really couldn't think about it.

"Ah Meng, let me tell you about your uncle!"

Zhang Shaotu shook his head with a smile: "Do you know why your uncle is respected?" ”

Zhang Meng shook his head.

He also couldn't understand that so many heroes had an almost fanatical worship for Zhang Shaohong, just like the star chasers of Hahan Hari.

As long as Zhang Shaohong nodded, even if there was a sea of swords and fires in front of them, they would jump down without hesitation!

"Over the years, our Zhang family seems to have taken over the fat of Hong Kong's tomb robbery industry, antique industry, and smuggling industry, and even get some company dividends. But do you know how much our family still has in savings? ”

Zhang Shaotu continued, holding out a finger.

"Less than five million! In other words, as long as there is a problem in one link, our Zhang family's economy will collapse immediately. ”

"Impossible!"

Zhang Meng said almost without hesitation.

Although he didn't understand the dividends of those companies, he was still clear about the profits from antiques, and there was more than so much money every year in a single aspect.

For example, smuggling, think about it, in the entire smuggling port in Hong Kong, the Zhang family controls at least 10% of the equity. For the smuggling industry, which is making money every day, the annual income is at least 10 million, or even more.

"You'll understand after reading this!"

After Zhang Shaotu finished speaking, he threw out a ledger.

Zhang Meng opened the account book, and the names were handwritten on it one by one, and the expenditures made Zhang Meng feel like thunder.

"That's right, this is your uncle's business over the years, the brothers who were shot by the government, the brothers who were killed in the tomb robbery, and the brothers who died fighting with the Ye family, all their family members are on it. I remember that at that time, Hong Ye only said one sentence, you followed me Zhang Shaohong for a day, as long as I didn't die, as long as I had a bite to eat, I would take care of all your relatives, this is my Zhang Shaohong's promise! ”

Zhang Shaotu muttered.

Generally speaking, if a brother dies in battle, at most only a pension is given, and some even do not pay a pension.

But Zhang Shaohong is not like this, he has always taken care of the family of the deceased until he is old, and he has children to raise adults, and everyone knows how much money is needed for a small child from childhood to adulthood.

Zhang Meng was a little trembling, his uncle dared to make such a promise! This made him almost dare not imagine, a person is still like this, what about the people of a family, all the family members of hundreds of families, how many people are there? That's a terrible expense......

"So, you get it, right?"

"Most of the money we have earned over the years, except for the necessary development and construction expenses, has been used to take care of the families of these brothers, including some charities in Hong Kong, for more than ten years, without exception. Even for some people who can't come to Hong Kong for some reason, part of the profits from the ghost market will be allocated to help them. Over the years, I can proudly say for Hongye that no brother's family has been neglected by us, and no brother's family will not be able to eat a mouthful! ”

"This is the glory of our Zhang family, the spirit of our Zhang family, and the place I have always been most proud of!" Zhang Shaotu's eyes flashed with a gleam.

Over the years, he has not understood and doubted, but now he is absolutely proud, this is a pride that goes deep into the bone marrow, and no one can do it.

"The entrance of the Eight Halls is the place where our power is most concentrated, and our Zhang family's territory in Hong Kong is supported by the strength of the Eight Halls. Even if it is a business on the surface, you have to rely on the deterrent power of these halls to get the money in your pocket! ”

Zhang Meng nodded, if it weren't for the support of a strong underworld force, who would uphold the laws of the tomb robbery industry, the antique industry, and the smuggling industry?

"Now they are ready to rebel at any moment! I'm going back, and there's a good chance it's going to be a storm! If we can't hold on, it's no problem for our Zhang family to protect themselves, but we lose Hongye's face......"

Zhang Shaotu stood up and said softly, and he and Zhang Shaoba walked to the door.

"Ah Meng, hurry up and go home, the family needs you ......"

Zhang Shaotu glanced at Zhang Meng deeply, and then pushed the door and left.

Zhang Meng sat dumbfounded, looking at the roster, browsing through the names one after another, many of which had familiar names skimming Zhang Meng's sight.

Mu Xiaoyu, Mu Lang's son.

Zhang Meng remembered that he liked to tease this little fat man the most, he liked to play each other's little cocks with his hands, and watched this meaty fat boy run around.

Mu Lang would always chase after him when he saw it, and said that he would take Zhang Meng's pants to avenge his son.

and Mu Lang's wife, who is as gentle as water, always smiles and watches herself messing around with the little fat man every time.

Fang Yun, Gao Wenbin's old mother, the old woman who can't be idle, always picks up garbage and sells it for money when she has nothing to do, and praises his son when she sees people.

When she passed by Shuiyuexuan without permission, she would always remember to bring Zhang Meng two pork and green onion buns, she always said that the old immortal in her family died early, if it weren't for Gao Wenbin's frizzy personality to worry her, she would have gone to see her wife a long time ago............

Looking at these familiar names, Zhang Meng's tears, which he thought had dried up, unconsciously spread out again, dripping on the roster drop by drop.

If the Zhang family falls, who will protect them?

Zhang Meng stared blankly at the scenery outside the window, and her gloomy gaze gradually recovered.

He clenched his fists and muttered:

"Uncle, I won't let the Zhang family lose in my hands, absolutely not!"

Zhang Meng re-flipped through the roster in his hand, and this time, he looked at it very seriously.

It took a long time for him to close the booklet, and he hesitated and dialed a phone number at the back of the booklet.

"Little stammer, I'm Zhang Meng, how are you doing in Hong Kong these days?"

Zhang Meng did not call those halls, but dialed another number.

At that time, Mei Zhan was poisoned by Grimace, and Zhang Shaohong arranged for another person to take Mei Zhan's place, but he unexpectedly found that the little stammering boy was actually a very clever person.

Zhang Shaohong simply transferred him back to Hong Kong and formed a force outside the mouth of the Eight Halls. At that time, Zhang Shaohong's group of people had already taken shape, and it seemed that he had already prepared a surprise army for Zhang Meng!

One day when they were there, these grandchildren didn't dare to move, but what if they died? That's not for sure. So Zhang Shaohong was prepared a long time ago.

"Master Meng, now we're here...... This way...... Target...... Companion...... Man, don't be afraid to go to war with any one of them alone! But if those eight halls are tied together, I'm afraid we will have to make others grandsons. ”

The little stammered for a moment, and then said hesitantly: "Ah...... Master Meng, cheer up! ”

Zhang Meng listened to this stammering voice, and a warm current suddenly surged in his heart, although he had little contact with Xiao Stammer, he really regarded Xiao Stammering as a friend.

"I'm fine, little stammer, I need you to contact some people, if you can hide it, you can hide it, if you can't hide it, you can also contact it openly, so that they can think about it before doing things." Zhang Meng instructed gently.

"What...... What the? Can...... However, it will be discovered. ”

"Don't be afraid, you just contact, it doesn't matter if you find out. And be sure to reach out to all of them before the day after tomorrow! After Zhang Meng finished speaking, he hung up the phone after getting a positive reply from the little stammer.

Zhang Meng sat gently on the hospital bed, and he rubbed his temples.

Each of these people has received the favor of the Zhang family, and even the family members are in the control of the Zhang family. Make this call to them, one is a threat, the second is a reminder, and the third is a discord!

These people have been mixed in the hall for so many years, and Zhang Meng has no idea what they have become, so now they can only use this upright scheme. Even if they let the hall masters know, they don't dare to continue to use this person with confidence, which will win valuable time for their turnaround.

Suddenly, there was a few knocks on the door of the ward, Zhang Meng answered, he raised his head, and saw a slightly rickety person walking in.

"Uncle Ghost ......"

"Good boy, it's okay." The sick ghost gently hugged Zhang Meng's head and whispered.

The sick man is almost past the age of fifty, he was sick in his early years, and now he can only be kept healthy by medicine. I came back from the tomb of King Guangchuan and fell seriously ill before, which also made the sick ghost look even older.

For Chen Cripple's rebellion, the death of Zhao San and Zhang Shaohong, the grief in his heart was no less than Zhang Meng.

"Uncle Ghost, don't worry, I'm fine, the spirit of the Zhang family is still waiting for me to defend it!"

Zhang Meng muttered.

On the same day, Zhang Meng returned to Zhang's house with the sick ghost, and analyzed the difficulties that the Zhang family needed to face with Zhang Shaotu and others.

"I've been crazy for the past few days! After the news of Hongye's death was released, the people at the entrance of the eight halls were in contact every day, and they didn't even pay attention to the guys we sent, so let me speak in person. I met with these hall masters one by one, the knock that should be beaten, the threat that should be threatened, but I don't think it will do much......"

Zhang Shaotu said with a wry smile.

Listening to Zhang Shaotu's words, Zhang Meng couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

The second uncle from Mr. Feng Shui is really cute. It's naïve enough to negotiate with a few hall masters who are ready to rebel, and it's good if they don't detain you! As for some things in the Zhang family, they are also a mess that is busy inside and out.