"Zhang Feng is still alive?"

Su Yuntian's eyes widened, his body trembled, and the age spots on his forehead seemed to be trembling, with a shocked expression on his face. After standing for two seconds, he fell on the sofa and grabbed the medicine bottle on the table with his trembling hands. Unfortunately, his hands were not long enough.

"Master!" Wei Long ran over in exclamation, knelt beside the sofa, hurriedly took the medicine bottle and opened it, poured out a few quick-acting heart-saving pills, and poured it into Su Yuntian's mouth.

A few minutes later, Su Yuntian's trembling calmed down, and his old face was still pathologically pale.

"I can't sleep or eat if Zhang Feng is not dead." After a while, he said something.

Hearing this, Wei Long smiled bitterly: "Master, we can't fight Zhang Feng, we join forces with the other three companies, and we can't kill Zhang Feng. We have invited gold medal killers. It's the same. Now we have brought all the mercenaries and Southeast Asian killers, and the cruise ships have been sank. It's caused such a big storm, but it still hasn't been able to kill Zhang Feng...

Master, let me say something ugly. For the sake of the Su family's duration, let's give in. It's great to pay some money and industry in exchange for Zhang Feng's non-retaliation. At least, leave some industries for Xiaoer Master to turn the tables in the future!"

After saying that, Wei Long didn't dare to look at Su Yuntian, and he knew without thinking about it. The look he looked at him must be full of doubts and doubts.

"How do you know that I want Ziyu to inherit the Su family?"

After a while, Su Yuntian asked, his voice seemed weak, but his tone was extremely tough.

Wei Long lowered his head and sighed: "Master, I have been with you for decades. Even if you guess, you can guess a few points of your thoughts."

Su Yuntian stared at him with anger in his eyes. It took him a long time to say: "A Long, you won't be allowed to mention a word about the family heirs in the future, whether in front of me or in front of other people in the family!"

"Master, you..."

"shut up!"

Su Yuntian waved his hand violently and slapped Wei Long in the face. After the slap, he was out of breath and was almost exhausted by himself. His weak body could no longer make him angry and beat others.

"Master, please calm down. I won't say it!" Wei Long kept kneeling and comforting in a low voice.

Su Yuntian gasped, glared at him, and whispered: "Can't you see that no one in the Su family can inherit the family business now?"

Hearing this, Wei Long lowered his head and also said in a low voice: "Master, Master Ziyu is much better than other disciples."

"He is not qualified!" Su Yuntian concluded with a slightest conclusion, "He can't even understand the most basic judging of the situation. It's also my fault, I'm spoiling him too much."

"Master, isn't the Su family? There's no successor..." Before he finished speaking, Wei Long didn't dare to continue.

Su Yuntian waved his hand and leaned against the sofa, his face turned gray, "I hope my body can last for a few more years, so that the family disciples can see more and learn more, so that the Su family will disperse once I die."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the luxurious study seemed very depressed.

After a long time, Su Yuntian suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of vicious murderous intent instantly dispelled the aura, preventing the study from being dark and mysterious.

"Aaron, you immediately find a way to contact all the bosses in the Philippines and let them find a way. Whether it is slander or frame-up, you must keep Zhang Feng in the Philippines without asking him to be killed, but he cannot leave the Philippines half a step!"

The cold words made Wei Long shudder instinctively. He quickly agreed, but asked: "Master, every boss in the Philippines is a vicious master. We are afraid that we can't invite them. Do you want to contact Yao Qingze?"

Su Yuntian nodded slightly: "Along, you are still thoughtful. Our Su family in Tangdu can make the ground shake three times, but after Tangdu, the words are useless. This matter will be left to you. We must talk to Yao Qingze and the other three old guys. Their contact with the Philippines has never been broken."

After a pause, he said, "But... this time it depends on your eloquence. Try not to use the working capital of the Su family. Recently, there is an additional Chenfeng Investment Company in Tangdu City, which invests heavily and acquires assets. I suspect that the mysterious boss of Chenfeng Company is Zhang Feng's person."

Wei Long agreed again and pressed the bell on the table. After a while, a young girl in a maid outfit pushed the door and walked in.

"Uncle Long, let me leave it to me." The girl bowed slightly, her voice was delicate, and her eyebrows were full of charm. Her attitude towards Wei Long was far less respectful than that of the other people in the Su family.

This is the personal nurse of the head of the Su family...

Wei Long nodded to her and left the study. Seeing that it was only around 4 pm, he called directly to contact Yao Qingze.

That night, in a private club in Tangdu, Yao Qingze, Jin Jingmin, Wu Rongguang, three old men gathered in a luxuriously decorated and antique private room. There were six women in cool clothes at the table, and each old man was surrounded by two.

The atmosphere in the private room was lively, and three old men attacked the young women, showing the luxurious scene of an ancient brothel.

When Wei Long arrived, Yao Qingze stood up, waved his hand, and asked the six women to leave. The atmosphere became serious when the waiter served tea again.

"Brother Long, you are here in person. It seems that the Su family has sought a lot this time." Yao Qingze said.

An old man who seemed amiable was wiping the red lips mark on his face with a wet tissue, staring at Wei Long with a sneer on his lips, indicating that he was never a good person.

Yao Qingze used to be the boss of the Black Club and retired to start a company. Now, in Tang City, most of the security business is controlled by him. If others want to enter the industry, they have to pay a large amount of "membership fees". Like Royna's company, it is too small and is not in the eyes of others.

Wei Long looked depressed and shook his head: "Mr. Yao, Zhang Feng is not dead, he is in the Philippines at this time!"

“…”

There was a sudden silence in the private room. The three old men opposite him looked relaxed and freehand in the next second, and their faces became so wonderful that they seemed to have been stuffed dozens of buns into their mouths, and their eyes were about to fall out.

"He... he is not dead?" Yao Qingze swallowed his saliva and looked at Jin Jingmin beside him. He mainly engaged in Southeast Asia's smuggling business. He was also the one who contacted the Southeast Asian killer group.

Jin Jingmin closed his mouth, looked gloomy, took out his cell phone, and called his subordinates to send a laptop in.
Chapter completed!