Zheng Yikui took a fancy to this, so he was a little unscrupulous, although he kept begging for mercy, he actually saw that Dong Mobing did not have much real power, and the girl was kind-hearted after all, she would not cut him down, let alone kill someone like Wu Xiao.

Wu Xiao stood aside, staring at him coldly, his eyes were almost spurting blood, and he threatened like a devil: "Zheng Yikui, you just called your director, I won't spare you! If you want to kill me, even if I can't kill you, I must sue you in court!"

Zheng Yikui held the phone tightly in his left hand, his eyes were sad and sad, he didn't talk to Wu Xiao, nor did he continue to plead with Dong Mobing, but pressed a button on the phone very covertly.

That button was a special button he specially used to report to the Dong family.

......

Dong family.

The four Praetorian Guards are still on duty in this huge courtyard, even if the news of Dong Jianshu has not yet arrived.

After experiencing the great changes in Xiaoxihu Villa, the power of the Dong family has undergone subversive changes.

Now, a large number of the Dong family's guards have resigned and left, leaving only a group of henchmen who are extremely loyal to the Dong family.

In addition, the three major gangs in Jincheng often come here to visit Dong Jianshu, and now it has also changed completely, because the bosses of the Axe Gang and the Speedcar Gang are all dead, and the gang brothers are leaderless and exist in name only.

In a white European-style building-style house, the phone in the hall on the first floor rang again and again.

An old servant of the Dong family, who had followed Dong Jianshu for more than 30 years, staggered over and answered the phone.

He held the phone in both hands and asked cautiously, "Who are you looking for?"

There was a voice of someone talking on the other end of the phone, and suddenly, the old servant's originally rickety figure suddenly stood up, even if he couldn't stand up like a young man, but it could be seen that he was trying his best to straighten his body, and the whole person's demeanor became extremely respectful.

"Sir, it's you. He said slowly, on the other end of the phone, it turned out to be Dong Jianshu's voice!

"I'm abroad right now and won't be back anytime soon. You go and contact someone, let him preside over the overall situation, remember, I will definitely come back, before I come back, that person will represent me, you have to treat him like me!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Okay, let's go, the old man of the Hu family, I am friends of life and death, and you have also been to his family's old mansion. ”

"Master, you are outside, take care!"

"I will. ”

The other party hung up the phone, and the old servant froze in place, and only put the phone back after a long time.

"The old man will not come back in a short time, now we will contact Old Man Hu and let him preside over the overall situation, you come with me, hurry up and see Old Man Hu!"

The old servant quickly walked out, called the four Praetorian Guards, asked them to arrange a car, and after a short time, he drove away from the Dong family garden and went to another manor in Jincheng.

Hu family manor.

The old man of the Hu family, who is over 70 years old, has been living in seclusion, living a life of retreat to the mountains and forests, being accompanied by flowers and birds all day long, and loving fishing and hunting.

However, no one will ignore his presence.

Dong Jianshu of Jincheng is recognized as an old fox, with a high position and power, and he is the first person to be indisputable, however, even Dong Jianshu is in awe of the old man of the Hu family.

Syllable!

In the atrium of the Hu family's old house, a thin old man in a gray and white Tang costume sat on a Taishi chair, and after listening to the report of a group of people kneeling in front of him, he was immediately furious and smashed a table of eight immortals with one palm.

The tea set on the table was shattered.

The old servants of the Dong family and the four Praetorian Guards happened to be led here by the servants of the Hu family, and they happened to see this scene.

The old servant thought to himself, isn't it the right time to come?

"Hu Liren!"

The old servant of the Dong family suddenly called out a person's name.

In an instant, in the atrium of the Hu family's manor, the guards guarding the neighborhood were all full of surprise.

Few people dared to shout the name of the old man of the Hu family directly, but they didn't expect this old servant to call him by his name and act in a very bold style.

There were already some family guards, unable to suppress the anger in their hearts, and quickly slid their hands down, holding the weapons they were carrying.

Old Man Hu was still in a rage just now, but when he saw the old servant of the Dong family bringing someone over, he was immediately overjoyed, stood up from the seat, and hurriedly said, "Old Tong, please take a seat." Come on, make tea!"

The old servant of the Dong family has followed Dong Jianshu for decades, and in a sense, he is Dong Jianshu's spokesperson.

Others can't see through this, can Hu Liren, an old man in Jincheng who grew up with Dong Jianshu since childhood, not see through?

The power of the Dong family is indeed powerful, which can be seen from this point.

The old servant of the Dong family, known as "Tong Lao", was treated as a guest under Hu Liren's arrangement, and the two quickly talked.

The rest of the people quickly and wisely retreated.

"Tong Lao should be eighty years old this year, right?" Hu Liren's eyes moved slightly, and he asked with a smile.

"Eighty-four, living on a hard day. Dong Lao hid his hands in his cuffs, and did not pick up the teacup to dip a sip of tea, looking a little cautious.

Seventy-three, eighty-four, this is the lifeline of the old Chinese tradition, and the old people of these two ages are the most difficult to cross.

Hu Liren laughed, obviously expressing great enthusiasm for Tong Lao's cold humor, and also responded casually: "Tong Lao, you said that you are in the middle of life, hehe, I am seventy-three this year, but I am not exactly the same as Tong Lao!

"Hey, hey. Tong Lao smiled.

Hu Liren looked into the distance, quickly retracted his eyes, gently played with the handle of a rosewood teapot with his fingers, and asked seemingly casually, "When will your master come back?"

Tong Lao glanced at him strangely, and suddenly regained his indifferent expression: "My master is far away in Burma, and the old military friends over there want to keep him for a while, and it is very rare for old friends to get together." ”

"Oh, in this way, he won't come to preside over the overall situation, and I really don't know what kind of chaos will happen to our Jincheng?" Hu Liren showed a worried look and said softly.

He leaned over slightly, put down the teapot, and in such a short gap, suddenly became very gloomy, and secretly thought: "How can the people around the old fox not be the old fox? What old friends get together? I'm afraid I don't dare to come back, right? Hehe!"

"My master said that during this time, I will let you preside over the overall situation, and on the Dong family's side, whatever you need, you can provide all of them. Now, you are the master of the Golden City. Tong Lao said quietly.