Mushan Funeral Home, Hao Changqing's memorial service ended today and has been cremated. In the farewell hall, Hao Shaodong, who was once one of the four young people in the West Sea, was sitting in a wheelchair like ashes, holding his father's urn with both hands, and clutching the edge of the urn with both hands, his face looked extremely hideous.

Relatives and friends come and go quickly, and now Hao's Jewelry Group has changed its surname to Liu, his legs are broken, and his father is dead, Hao Shaodong is like a different person, silent.

There were two people standing beside him, one was Wen Chaolong in a dark blue suit, and the other was a tall, thin and thin old man in a green robe with bright eyes, it was his grandfather Chen Jiuxuan, an elder of the Tiger Fist Sect.

Wen Chaolong showed a sad look on his face, slowly walked to Hao Shaodong's side, put his right hand on his shoulder, and sighed: "Brother, mourn." ”

"Brother Wen, you say, why did my Hao family come to this point today?" Hao Shaodong raised his head with tears in his eyes. From the moment he learned of his father's death, he had not eaten or drunk for a whole day, and he could not believe this fact.

Wen Chaolong raised his head and glanced at Chen Jiuxuan who was standing next to him, this old man didn't talk much, but his eyes were extremely sharp, and there was an awe-inspiring momentum.

Wen Chaolong made a thoughtful expression, and then said slowly: "It seems that all this has changed since that meeting. Mr. Hao hanged himself, perhaps he was also angry with that person. ”

Hearing this, Hao Shaodong trembled, the resentment in his heart was awakened again, his face became angry and hideous, staring at Wen Chaolong: "You mean, my dad was Ye Hao angry to death?" ”

"This is also my guess, after all, Mr. Hao will not suddenly think like this. I found someone to investigate, your father is in prison, and he is also inextricably linked to Ye Hao. Wen Chaolong seemed to be telling someone else's business.

Hao Changqing died suddenly, and he had promised to let his father-in-law kill Ye Hao at the martial arts conference. Wen Chaolong didn't know Chen Jiuxuan, so he could only use Hao Shaodong's mouth.

Before coming to the funeral home, Wen Chaolong also asked someone to inquire about the Tiger Fist Gate, and the news that came back shocked him. Tiger Boxing Gate is a well-known ancient martial arts sect in the three provinces south of the Yangtze River, and it is inextricably linked with several people.

By using the sharp blade of the Tiger Fist Gate to kill Ye Hao, Wen Chaolong would be able to save a lot of energy to deal with Mo Ziyun. In short, he is determined to get the land in Donghu Bay!

Hao Shaodong trembled all over, he gritted his teeth and turned his head to the old man in the green robe standing beside him and said, "Grandpa, it's Ye Hao, it's Ye Hao's miscellaneous that killed my father, and it's his Hao family." He howled and wept.

After listening to Wen Chaolong's words, Hao Shaodong thought about it carefully, it was indeed the case, since he met Ye Hao, his family had almost no bad luck.

"You're going to help me get revenge, I'm going to take revenge, I'm going to kill that bastard with my own hands." Hao Shaodong roared and slapped the wheelchair under him, extremely excited.

The old man in the green robe sighed, walked to Hao Shaodong's side, raised his hand to caress his back, and a cool vitality entered from his back, which gradually calmed Hao Shaodong's angry heart.

"Follow me up the mountain, the guild will find a way to heal his legs, as for the person named Ye Hao, don't worry, the guild will avenge you!"

After speaking, he glanced at Wen Chaolong, and then pushed the wheelchair and walked outside.

Looking at the disappeared backs of the old and the young, the corners of Wen Chaolong's mouth gradually hooked up a smile, this is what he wanted.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Ye Hao had eaten and smoked a cigarette and didn't see Mo Ziyun come back, so he hesitated for a moment and called Mo Ziyun. Hearing that she was still in a meeting at the company, she drove away from the villa.

Xishang Group, in Mo Ziyun's office, there are four people sitting on the sofa, namely Mo Ziyun and Sophie, as well as two other senior executives of the group, a marketing director and a financial director.

At this time, after Ye Hao entered, the decision-making level of Xishang Group was completed.

The chief financial officer is an old-fashioned man in his 40s, wearing black-rimmed glasses, who is said to have worked in financial management at a large state-owned enterprise for more than 10 years, and he does not know how Mo Ziyun got there.

The marketing director is a woman in her thirties, slightly chubby, with short hair, who usually does market research outside, and Ye Hao has never met a few times.

Ye Hao saw that their faces showed different degrees of solemnity and seriousness, so he sat quietly and listened.

It seems to be discussing what products have been suppressed, market share reduction and the like, as if it is related to Long Jiahao's Longsheng Group. Ye Hao didn't quite understand. After listening to it for a long time, he was a little bored, so he went to his office next door to play with his mobile phone.

Early the next morning, after Ye Hao sent Xiaobao, he and Mo Ziyun came to the group company. Mo Ziyun was in a hurry, shook off Ye Hao and walked towards the elevator, she seemed to have a lot on her mind.

Ye Hao arrived at the training ground behind the building and saw that Wang Wen and Liu Kai were training with more than a dozen security guards, and Wang Wen's apprentice Heizi was also among them.

After a while, Yang Haiming hurriedly walked over to this side and said to Ye Hao: "Boss, the challenge book has been sent by someone." Let's go to challenge the Hong Fei Martial Arts Hall tonight, do you want to do a "war" pre-war mobilization? ”

Looking at Yang Haiming's smiling appearance, Ye Hao had an urge to pump him, mobilization before the war? Fighting?

"Just say a few words before you go, don't be so serious." Ye Hao said lightly.

Yang Haiming immediately understood what Ye Hao meant, nodded and walked forward.

On the other side, Shen Feilong, who lived in a luxurious ward, was half-lying on the hospital bed, looking at the challenge book in his hand, the muscles on his face twitched violently.

Syllable! He slapped the challenge book on the bedside table next to him, and roared at the three apprentices in front of him: "It's ridiculous, how many people are in the security department of his Xishang Group?" ”

Zhao Qingxue, who was standing at the front, hummed and said, "I asked someone to inquire, and there seem to be more than forty people in total." ”

"Forty of him wants to challenge two hundred of my martial arts hall? He Ye Hao really thinks he is the god of war? Shen Feilong's anger hurt a little, especially when he thought of the provocative words in the challenge book, he couldn't help but be furious.

"Master, everything is ready, yesterday we still had a few junior disciples beat up a guy from the Xishang Group." Zhao Qingbao didn't report the joy, he didn't tell Shen Feilong that two junior disciples had broken their legs by the security guard.

Shen Feilong waved his hand: "Bring the pen, I want to watch the battle in person today." ”

Shen Feilong took the pen and wrote down his name on the challenge book, and then raised his hand to Zhao Qingxue and said, "Tell everyone, tonight, you have to take out the strength to eat, and you have to let Ye Hao and them come and go." ”

"I want the whole Xihai to know that not all cats and dogs can come to the gym to kick in my Hong Fei Martial Arts Pavilion." Shen Feilong gritted his teeth and jumped out of such a sentence.

In the final analysis, if he wants to go to the martial arts hall in person, he is still worried about Ye Hao's madman...... Remembering that he broke his arm with a punch in Mo Ziyun's office, Shen Feilong felt a little chill in his back.