Chapter 162: Drinking Fake Wine? I'm your grandfather!

The underground lab was in shambles.

Professor Jiang looked at the corpses all over the ground under his feet, squatted down a little collapsed, raised his hand and slapped his forehead angrily: "Oh my God! What iniquity have I created? ”

"You didn't do iniquity, you just were better able to die."

Professor Jiang turned around when he heard this, and found that Zhang Youzhi was standing behind him, looking at him coldly.

"Mr. Zhang, are you ...... Are you okay? ”

Seeing Zhang Youzhi's cold face, Professor Jiang immediately knelt on the ground and cried:

"Mr. Zhang, don't blame me! I'm a very honest person, and I was asked to do it by Zhang Chengquan, and he ......"

Zhang Youzhi grabbed him by the neck, picked him up with one hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "The surname Jiang, you have no morals at all, don't forget that I rescued you from Shuanglong Mountain, and you still owe me a life!" ”

Professor Jiang was stunned, blinked his small eyes, and asked, "You...... You are not Mr. Zhang, you are Zhang Chengquan! What did you do to Mr. Zhang?! ”

"He's my nephew, what can I do with him, I'm just putting him under house arrest for the time being." Zhang Chengquan asked with a smile, "How is it?" Is it okay for me to practice the Transfiguration Spell? Can you see any flaws? ”

"Look...... Can't see ......."

"That's good."

Zhang Chengquan let go of his hand, and Professor Jiang immediately fell to the ground.

After coughing twice, tears of remorse flowed from the corners of Professor Jiang's eyes.

If he was given another chance to do it all over again, he wouldn't set foot in Death Valley again!

There are so many hard-nosed people in this world, and Professor Jiang is just a pitiful worm who is manipulated by others.

When he went to Shuanglong Mountain for the first time, he almost died inside, but it was Zhang Chengquan who saved him.

Since then, he has become Zhang Chengquan's horse boy.

To be precise, it's not even as good as a horse.

Ma Zai at least has a salary, and he can follow the boss to eat and drink spicy, Professor Jiang did not say anything about the salary, and if he accidentally did something wrong, his life was easy to lose.

From the moment he was rescued by Zhang Chengquan, Professor Jiang's fate no longer belonged to him.

Everything he has done so far, including the research and development of ghost face incense, has been directed by Zhang Chengquan.

Looking at the corpses lying sideways around him, he knew that his actions had killed many people, and he was scared now.

"All...... Whole....... ”

Zhang Chengquan's face sank: "From now on, call me Mr. Zhang!" ”

This Mr. Zhang is not Mr. Zhang.

One has a gentle personality, the other is fierce and brutal.

But so what? I can't resist it myself.

Mr. Zhang...... What to do with these corpses in the lab? Professor Jiang said with sweat on his forehead: "In a few days, their family will definitely find ......"

"They can't even find the body, so what if they do?" As Zhang Chengquan spoke, a burst of black light suddenly erupted from his body, impacting in all directions.

After the black gas dissipated, the blood stains and corpses on the ground had turned into clouds of smoke and disappeared.

"You can do your job with peace of mind, don't play any tricks, I can assure you that if I try to kill you, no one in this world can save you!"

"Yes, I...... I know Mr. Zhang......"

Zhang Chengquan glared at him, and then walked out of the laboratory with his hands behind his back.

……

In front of the front door of the laboratory.

"Okay, then let's do this first, and I'll talk about the rest when I go back to the company."

Zhang Huaien hung up the phone.

Just as Zhang Chengquan opened the co-pilot's door and bent down to get in.

Zhang Cheng looked ahead with a smile and said lightly: "Let's drive." ”

Zhang Huaien was stunned for a moment, I don't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that after Zhang Youzhi came out of the laboratory, it seemed that something was not right!

But a big living person who could pant was sitting next to him, and Zhang Huaien didn't think much about it.

He started the car and drove out of the laboratory: "Where are you going, second uncle?" ”

"Go to the manor."

After the car drove a few hundred meters, Zhang Chengquan looked at the scenery outside, and suddenly a sentence popped out of his mouth: "Today's weather is really good!" ”

Zhang Huaien turned his head to look at him in surprise, and thought: What happened to the second uncle today? Usually he has never been so happy, and he doesn't smile when he sits in the car.

"That's good, second uncle, don't you like fishing, or I'll drive you to the fishing garden in the afternoon."

"No, I like to watch martial arts now, Wynne."

"What's wrong, second uncle?"

"I want to hold a martial arts match, you can help me organize the staff, and preferably bring me all the best martial artists in the world."

Zhang Huaien responded a little helplessly when he heard this: "Second uncle, the value of those fighting champions is not low, how much appearance fee do you have to spend to invite people over?" ”

"Huh! The kung fu of a group of three-legged cats, and as for me to spend the appearance fee to invite them? After Zhang Chengquan finished speaking disdainfully, his voice suddenly became soft, and he said: "Although there is no appearance fee, I can give them a bonus." ”

"The third place will be awarded 30 million, the runner-up will be awarded 60 million, and the champion will be awarded 100 million."

When Zhang Huaien heard this, he felt more and more that Zhang Youzhi was a little abnormal today.

He frowned and asked, "Second uncle, the bonus is a bit high, right?" Even if we broadcast it live on TV and the Internet, we won't be able to get back to our original book. ”

"In this world, there are many meaningful things that cannot be bought with money, just do what I say."

"Okay, I know the second uncle, I'll start Zhang Luo tonight."

Zhang Chengquan instructed: "The sooner the better." ”

……

Inside the Zhang family's manor.

Zhang Shouguang was still sitting on the balcony, looking at the sky with a pair of cloudy old eyes, slightly distracted.

Since he knew about the strange things in the ancestral hall, he still hasn't had a good night's sleep.

He lied to Zhang Youzhi.

It's not that he doesn't remember who the Qi Clan's Spirit Seat suddenly appeared is, he is just embarrassed to tell the truth of the matter.

At the same time, he was also a little scared.

Who placed the spiritual seat of the Qi clan in the ancestral hall?

Could it be that those descendants of the Zhang family have returned?

It shouldn't be!

A hundred years have passed since the incident, and those people of the Zhang family have already started a family and established a business, and they have separated themselves from the Zhang family.

If they wanted to come back, they would have come back decades ago, and they wouldn't have waited until now.

"Alas......" Zhang Shouguang sighed and muttered softly: "What is wrong?" Could it be that someone in the Zhang family is making ghosts? ”

"No...... I only told the ancestor about this matter, and no second person will know. ”

"Could it be the Ancestor?"

"No, the ancestor won't be so boring, so who will it be......"

Zhang Shouguang is now very eager to meet Zhang Xiaoan.

He just wanted to call someone over and call Zhang Youzhi.

"Da Da Da ......"

Hearing the footsteps at the door, Zhang Shouguang turned around and saw "Zhang Youzhi" walking in with a smile on his face.

"Good grandson, you came just in time, I'll tell you something."

Zhang Chengquan was silent, kept a smile on his face, came to Zhang Shouguang's side, squatted down and raised his hand to gently touch his face.

"Tsk!" Zhang Shouguang scolded: "Are you sick? It's a lot old, what are you doing with slimy? ”

"Dad, I'm back......"

Zhang Shouguang's eyes widened when he heard this, he raised his matchstick-like arm, slapped Zhang Chengquan hard, and scolded: "You drank fake wine? I'm your grandfather! ”

The slap that didn't hurt or itch was slapped on the face, and Zhang Chengquan smiled: "Dad, I'm Chengquan......"