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Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-Fourth: Clothes Tomb

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Bang bang bang!

For a moment, the sound of fist-to-feet resounded throughout this space. Boss Chang was quickly beaten to the point of blood, but he did not resist at all, and did not make any sound. This scene completely confused the remaining Boss Zhang and Boss Fang.

Before they came, they could all say that they would act according to Boss Chang's eyes, but now Boss Chang is being beaten like a sandbag, without any resistance. What's going on?

Boss Zhang roared: "Brother Chang, what are you doing?"

Boss Fang spitted on the snow, took over the back and yelled, "Old Zhang, why bother with so much? Now that my son has obtained it, these idiots are talking about it first."

Chang Jun knew that his father left the team without authorization was a taboo. If he asked the two uncles to take action, it would be a death penalty and a death penalty. With Chen Qiye's skills, how could he be beaten by two fire sticks?

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Fang, you are looking for death!" Chang Jun opened his hands and immediately blocked Rewu and said.

The two big guys were stunned at the same time. Could it be that what their son said was true? Chen Qiye killed their three teams alone?

Zhang Shaojun and Fang Wenshan were shocked and immediately asked their father to put away Rewu. None of the two hundred Rewus is Chen Qiye's opponent, let alone their father?

Under the vivid description of the two of them, the two elders finally understood the fact that the teams of the three families, one of the strengthening company's firepower, were all killed by Chen Qiye alone.

Just one person!

Is this person a human or a ghost?

But Boss Chang's next words moved both the big guys.

"This is my personal matter with my boss, don't worry about any of you!" Taking advantage of the time when the tank was tired of being beaten, the bloody boss Chang gritted his teeth and crawled towards Chen Qiye with both hands.

With a bang, Zhang Shaojun and Fang Wenshan's minds were almost blown away!

Boss Chang’s boss?

How is this possible!

Zhang Shaojun immediately looked like Boss Zhang and said, "Dad, the famous Master Chang also has a boss?"

Fang Wenshan's eyes almost rolled down from his sockets, and he opened his eyes wide and asked, "Dad, what's going on!"

While the two young masters asked their father, how could they know that Boss Zhang and Boss Fang were no less shocked than theirs.

The fox was originally named Chang Zhishen. He was rampant in the black province with a pair of iron fists, and he chewed a bone from the Far East line. He would destroy whoever did not accept it. He was almost an invincible existence.

Boss Zhang and Boss Fang learned through rumors that the fox had crawled out of the dead. Just what they knew was enough to make the two big men who had been entrenched in the Far East for many years dare not move. From then on, the three companies evenly spread the Far East route.

And in private, they respectfully called the fox Brother Chang.

Who would have thought that his son actually offended Brother Chang's boss. Neither of them was the opponent of the Fox alone, let alone his boss?

Boss Zhang and Boss Fang surrendered directly.

"Brother Fang, we're here to get the iron plate this time." Boss Zhang threw away Rewu and Shan Jue and said with a wry smile.

Boss Fang shook his head and said, "It's not just a iron plate. Brother Chang was able to make a fortune in the Far East alone. When we met his boss, we were simply kicking to Tieshan, and we had nothing to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Boss Fang threw Rewu and Shan Jue out, waiting for Chen Qiye's hair to fall.

At this time, Chang Zhishen had already crawled to Chen Qiye's feet. He was ashamed of the tank and the brothers who had been through life and death, but Chen Qiye was most ashamed of him.

If Chen Qiye hadn't dragged him to this forest, he would have died in the Far East. If Chen Qiye hadn't helped his father bury, his old father might not have even had a corpse collector.

Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety are difficult to achieve both loyalty and filial piety. If he goes back in the past, he will be sorry for his wife and children. If he stays here, he will be sorry for his parents who gave birth to him and raised him.

It was not until Chen Qiye took care of his family's funeral that he could hide in the Far East and enjoy the Golden Mountain. Therefore, Chang Zhishen blamed the tank at all. Instead, he hoped that the tank could beat him hard, so that his guilt in his heart over the years would be relieved.

"Master of the Realm, I'm sorry for you." Chang Zhishen raised his head with difficulty, and blood was flowing to Chen Qiye and said.

Chen Qiye sighed to the sky, his eyes red, and said, "You are not sorry for me, you are sorry for everyone, your country."

As soon as these words were said, Chang Zhishen burst into tears. Even though his face was covered in blood and his eyes were broken, he could not resist the regret in his heart and soon became a bloody man.

"Then you... take me away." Chang Zhishen said with his head down.

With a thud, Chang Jun immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Chen Qiye and said, "Uncle Chen, please let my father go. He never thought of being a deserter. It was my mother and me who dragged him down. Over the years, he has been hiding his name and silently donating money..."

"Shut up!" Chang Zhishen roared and said, "The state has its own laws, the family has its own rules, and you cannot be arrogant in front of the master of the territory!"

"Have you thought it through?" Chen Qiye asked in a low voice.

Chang Zhishen swallowed a few more times and nodded wildly. Chang Jun kowtowed wildly, yelling: "Uncle Chen, no, no, take my dad away, what should I do, what should I do, what should my mom do, my grandma, what should grandpa do! Please Uncle Chen, let my dad have a way out, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you."

Chang Jun said this and Boss Zhang and Boss Fang, Zhang Shaojun and Fang Wenshan were moved. They only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. If they were to do this scene today, they would only feel that they were doing worse!

In the past, they wanted to kill Chang Jun, but at this moment, they were moved by his filial piety.

At this time, even the tank was unbearable because he knew too well the result of bringing the fox back to the northwest.

"Boss, you know the result of taking the fox back, he may die." Tank said even more. Wasn't the heavy hand he had just put in a plan?

Even if the fox lied to him for three years, the tank would not be able to push his brother out of his own hands to die!

"If I don't take him back, how can I explain to the northwest, how can I explain to those brothers who have been born and died, how can I explain to the fox father's Tianling?"

With a hissing, just when the tank, Chang Jun, Zhang Boss, Zhang Shaojun and Fang Wenshan thought Chen Qiye was going to be selfless, Chen Qiye tore off the fox's shirt with one hand and walked away without looking back.
Chapter completed!
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