Childe opened his mouth to be pressed down with such a charge, and Zhang Xiong also felt a kind of cold from the inside of his bones through the phone line, he shivered, and he seemed to have calmed down a lot when he was originally angry.

However, his son's body was in front of him, and even if Zhang Xiong was calm, it was impossible to return to normal.

Listening to Childe's words, Zhang Xiong was stunned for a few seconds before finally speaking, "Childe, because my son is dead." ”

"Your son is dead, and you are going to betray me?"

Zhang Xiong's back suddenly felt a big chill, and the phone of the son on the other end of the phone was extremely cold: "Zhang Xiong, do you want to go against my will and avenge your son at all costs?" ”

"Childe..."

"You're good."

Although there was no change in Childe's tone from the beginning to the present, Zhang Xiong felt the anger of Childe on the other end of the phone, and the chill came out of his back and soon penetrated his whole body.

He originally wanted to explain, but the boy had already hung up the phone, this was the first time that Childe hung up the phone before he finished speaking, which can show that Zhang Xiong really angered Childe.

Meng Ning stood beside him, and when he heard all this, a bad premonition also appeared in his heart.

"Grass your mother."

Zhang Xiong suddenly jumped like thunder, slammed the phone on the crystal coffin, and the entire screen was smashed open by him.

Looking at Zhang Chao's corpse in the crystal coffin, Zhang Xiong's eyes were red, and he scolded: "You fucking fool, why do you want to provoke Ye Feng if you have nothing to do, you know that he has a gray background, why should you mess with him, you fool, you rebel." ”

The feeling of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person is really uncomfortable, even if this Zhang Xiong can be regarded as a generation of heroes, but he still can't bear the pain of losing a child like this.

"Childe, what do you want to do, what do you want to do?"

Zhang Xiong roared the name of the son in his mouth, he didn't even dare to shout the word son in his dreams on weekdays, and it can be seen from this aspect that he was afraid of the son in his heart, but at this time, Zhang Xiong also hated the son.

Childe called, it must be the same as last time, to prevent him from taking revenge, everything is based on the overall situation, but it is not his son's son who died.

Zhang Xiong clenched his fists and kept pounding on the lid of the crystal coffin, eager to shake Zhang Chao who was lying inside.

After a long time, Zhang Xiong stopped beating, and at this moment, he seemed to be many years old.

His heart suddenly calmed down, probably because he had vented the resentment in his heart in this way.

He suddenly felt a deep fear, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

"Meng Ning."

Zhang Xiong suddenly shouted, and not long after he walked outside, Meng Ning, who was waiting for Zhang Xiong to finish venting, rushed in as fast as he could.

Seeing Meng Ning, the big stone hanging in Zhang Xiong's heart fell: "You didn't do what I gave me instructions just now, right?" ”

Meng Ning suddenly became very serious, and said, "Master Zhang, I know that you are acting emotionally, so I have been waiting for Master Zhang to calm down a little before making a decision." ”

Zhang Xiong took a long breath, patted Meng Ning lightly on the shoulder with his hand, and then walked to the side of the chair and did it: "I have already angered the son just now, if I do nonsense at this juncture, I am afraid that dozens of lives of the Zhang family will not be saved." ”

Meng Ning nodded and didn't say much.

"However, Childe's anger is not so easy to calm down, and this time, I will definitely have to pay the price."

Meng Ning didn't have a trace of entanglement, and after a few seconds, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Master Zhang, who is Gongzi, is he really that terrible?" ”

Zhang Xiong's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a blade, staring at Meng Ning's side, Meng Ning immediately felt a faint numbness in his scalp, and hurriedly shut up.

"There are some things that shouldn't be asked, it's better not to think about that, otherwise, no one will be able to protect you."

Meng Ning nodded hurriedly, and his heart was also afraid for a while, and said, "I understand, Master Zhang." ”

After a long period of silence, Zhang Xiong finally called the staff of the funeral home and told them to keep his son's body alive, and then left the place with Meng Ning in his footsteps.

He didn't plan to bury Zhang Chao now, he wanted to wait until he killed Ye Feng's whole family, and then let his family bury his son.

Back at Zhang's villa, Zhang Xiong kept sitting in front of the sofa in the hall, his heart was numb.

He smoked cigarette after cigarette, and the ashtray on the coffee table was already full of cigarette butts, as if one more cigarette butt was put in, and the cigarette butts in this ashtray would completely collapse.

He angered Childe, and he would definitely face Childe's punishment next, but he didn't know how Childe would punish him.

Sometimes death is not terrible, but this feeling of waiting for death is the most terrifying.

I don't know how long it took, outside the gate of the villa, two people walked in slowly, when these two people entered the door, Zhang Xiong shivered all over, he put the last cigarette butt in the ashtray next to him, and finally, all the cigarette butts in the ashtray were crushed down.

Zhang Xiong stood up suddenly, nervous as if the blood in his whole body had coagulated.

Two people, walking in front of an old man about sixty years old, this person is a little short, only about one meter five at most, and very thin, sunken cheekbones, hooked nose, but the eyes are blazing, from time to time, there will be a trace of fierceness in that look.

Although this person has passed the sixtieth birthday, he can feel the aura that emanates from him, and when this person was young, he must have been the number one ruthless character.

Behind the old man was a middle-aged strong man dressed in black and with an inch head, the strong man was holding a pure gold plate in his hand, and a sharp dagger was placed on the plate, the two were very different in size and appearance, but the aura they exuded was the same, they were both extremely oppressive, and very fierce.

Zhang Xiong was extremely nervous, but he still greeted the old man as soon as possible, and said respectfully: "Welcome Mr. ”

The old man glanced up at Zhang Xiong and snorted coldly, just this cold snort made Zhang Xiong cold from the top of his head to his toes.

"Sir, I confronted Childe just now, it was really unintentional, and I asked Mr. to intercede for me in front of Childe."

"Intercession?"

The old man smiled coldly: "Last time, someone also contradicted Childe, and a confidant who had been by his side for many years interceded for that person, but the person who resisted did not die, but was chopped up by Childe and fed to the dog, Zhang Xiong, do you want me to die?" ”