Alchemy Greater China

Hong Zaizhen cried, "Dad, why did he just leave? This will was written by him before he left... Woohoo!"

That piece of paper, with wet ink on it, turned out to be a will?

Hong Zaimo didn't have time to worry about whether the will was true or not, he just said in a cold voice, "Who said Daddy is gone? Let me take a look!"

After finishing speaking, I will reach out to touch Hong Tianzhu's wrist pulse!

Hong Zaigan grabbed Hong Tianzhu's wrist tightly, turned his face and cursed: "Old Qi, what are you going to do!?"

Hong Zaizhen was also vigilant, holding Hong Tianzhu's other wrist with both hands: "Before Dad left, he wrote down this will in the light of day, and we haven't had time to read it... Lao Qi, why don't you read it for us!"

Hong Zaimo snorted coldly: "Read? Hehe, I'm afraid that after finishing reading, Dad will really go! Hong Zaigan, Hong Zaizhen, if you still don't take your dogs' paws away, do you want me to do it?"

Hong Zaigan blushed and shouted: "Presumptuous! Old Qi, daddy just passed away, are you going to make trouble? How did daddy leave? I haven't figured it out yet!"

Hong Zaizhen also yelled: "That's right, Dad was shot by you last time, and that's why he died! Old Qi, you rebellious son, do you want to tear yourself apart with our brothers?"

The seven sons of the Hong family all learned martial arts from their families, but Hong Zaiqian and others were pampered at home, and their martial arts were almost lost. It's not like Hong Zaigan who worked hard abroad for many years and never left his martial arts.

And when Hong Zaimo practiced Long Hao's 13 sets of gymnastics, this advantage in martial arts was stretched to the extreme!

Both Hong Zaiqian and Hong Zaizhen knew that even if the six brothers went together, they couldn't beat the seventh brother!

"Tear your face?" Hong Zaimo jumped up and punched Hong Zaizhen: "Bah, for the family property, do you have any shame?"

When Hong made his move at the end, Long Hao and Hong Xiangling naturally wouldn't be idle, the three of them were like fierce tigers breaking into a flock of sheep, three times, five times and two times, beating these descendants of the Hong family until they ran away with their heads in their arms, crying for their parents.

The three fight in different ways.

Hong Zaimo made every move, methodically and clearly, wandering among the five brothers, pointing east and west, moving flowers and trees, appearing calm and unhurried, talking and laughing, the enemy seemed to be wiped out in ashes.Hong Zaiqian and the others were repulsed by Hong Zaimo's fists and kicks again and again, and an extremely absurd illusion came to their hearts: it seemed that they had returned to their childhood, and it seemed that they were sparring with their father after learning martial arts for the first time!

Hong Xiangling is not like her father, her moves are more free and fancy, which has something to do with her age and personality, she is like a graceful butterfly, swimming among the three generations of the Hong family, every time Flapping the colorful wings, there is bound to be a dandy who will fall down mournfully.The three generations of the Hong family, under the palm of a mere female Ding, are vulnerable to a single blow, and there is no one who will win!

Long Hao and Hong Zaimo's father and daughter are different. If Hong Zaimo is orthodox and Hong Xiangling is gorgeous, then Long Hao is concise and practical!

Sudden left and right, the strike was extremely ruthless, Long Hao punched and kicked, and the Hong family children who were lying down would lose their fighting power!As a result, those members of the Hong family immediately regarded Long Hao as a fierce tiger and snake, and dodged around, fearing that they would not be able to avoid him!

Hong Zaimo's father and daughter still have a sense of incense in their actions, but this gentleman's attack is completely deadly!Just like Sun Monkey's golden cudgel, it hurts if you rub it, and you die if you touch it!

Those who don't dodge are fools!

The three of them worked together, and within a minute, they made a mess of the second floor.

Hong Zaimo was concerned about his father in his heart, and after taking a road out of the five brothers, he went straight to Hong Tianzhu's big bed.Hong Zaizhen broke his wrist, but he stepped back and made a gesture. A third-generation member of the Hong family understood immediately, squinted his eyes and took out a pistol, aiming it at Hong Zaimo's vest.

It doesn't matter if there are other people on this route, as soon as that kid snaps his finger, he will pull the trigger!

At the very moment, a voice like an oriole came from the door: "You thief dare to shoot, die!"

A gunshot 'bang' resounded through the room, shaking everyone who was fighting to stop in astonishment: nainai, this is the old man's Tingyulou, who dares to shoot?Is it from Lao Qi?

As soon as the gunshots stopped, the Hong family boy was holding a pistol and fell limply to the ground. He was shot in the chest, blood pooled out, and he coughed again and again. He seemed to be dying!

Everyone's heads turned: He didn't fire the gun just now, and he was shot dead in advance before he fired the gun!

who is it?Who is that coquettishness coming from?

Only then did everyone's eyes turn to the door, but they saw an exquisite girl in a white dress and a short skirt, holding a well-made jet-black pistol in her hand, staring coldly at everyone in the room: "Screw the gun, damn it! People from the Hong family, Hug your head and squat down, or you will be ruthless under the gun!"

This majestic girl, needless to say, is Long Hao's personal maid, Yuan'er!

Ever since Long Hao's police station was trapped, Yuan'er has been very concerned about the young master's safety. Long Hao and Hong Zai rushed to Tingyulou at the end. She couldn't stop her, so she took Gao Tianyang and other guards and followed them all the way.

Little Stevenson was very knowledgeable, and took the initiative to use his identity as a police officer to open the way for Yuan'er and the others. The road was unimpeded. Even the Tingyu Tower, which was strictly guarded, climbed smoothly after Gao Tianyang showed his spear.

A bold man said: "Who are you? Dare to shoot at Hong's house?"

At this time, Stevenson squeezed in from behind the guards with difficulty. He straightened his back and said, "I am Stevenson, the chief of the San Francisco Police Department. A murder has occurred here. Everyone kneel down for me. Those who resist will be arrested as murder suspects!"

The Hong family slandered: Open your eyes and talk nonsense, the one who shot and killed was obviously this cute little girl, if you want to catch the suspect, catch her!

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Stevenson and Yuan'er are in the same group, and no one is stupid enough to make fun of themselves. In addition, the guards led by Gao Tianyang quickly occupied the favorable terrain of the room, and raised hairs one by one. With a long gun, he aimed at everyone, without any dead ends.So when Zihong was working, everyone squatted down obediently.

And Hong Zaizhen was the most nervous. While hiding, he slowly moved to the corner...there was the secret escape path he left behind.

With a bang, the bullet hit Hong Zaizhen's toes, and almost flew past his scalp. Gao Tianyang snorted coldly, "Whoever moves again, the next bullet won't be so cheap!"

The second floor of Tingyu Building was completely controlled by Long Hao in an instant.

Hong Zaimo came to Hong Tianzhu's bedside, stretched out his hand to check his pulse, his expression changed again and again: "Daddy's pulse is still beating, these goddamn bastards..."

Hong Zaimo's extremely angry eyes swept over Hong Zaigan and others who were squatting on the ground. His eyes were like knives, and he almost wanted to poke a dozen transparent holes in the other party: "Daddy is obviously not dead, but you didn't rescue him. Instead, each of you held each other." One hand, covering up the truth, weeping hypocritically, it is not as good as a beast.

Long Hao stepped forward and said lightly: "I'll deal with them later, it's important to save the old man's life first!"

"En!" Hong Zaimo nodded, and began to massage and rub Hong Tianzhu's body: "Hong Zaigan, where is the life-saving medicine I gave you last time? Bring it!"

The last life-saving potion, Hong Zai gave to Hong Zaigan before the final confinement, at this time he took it out and injected it, at least it could prolong Hong Tianzhu's life.

Hong Zaigan faltered, lowered his head and said, "No, no!"

Hong Zaimo was furious when he heard the words: "You bastard, huh... you are not the son of man, you are not the son of man!"