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I understand in my heart.

Indeed, what kind of good person could raise such a son and such a grandson?

"Mr. Tang, I'm sorry to trouble you. Let his father commit suicide. I won't pursue the rest of the Lin family."

Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Lin En and burst into laughter.

The look in his eyes was as if he were looking at an idiot.

"What are you doing? Are you giving Tang Chen orders?"

Even in his anger, he knew how terrifying Tang Chen's status and position were.

And now, a mere twenty-something-year-old has actually said something like that.

"You even want my dad to die? Do you know who my dad is?"

"As long as you remain on this land of the Dragon Kingdom, I will make you wish you were dead!"

“Okay, I’ll call Lao Lin and tell him to go and die willingly.” Tang Chen nodded expressionlessly.

Lynn's wish is now the strongest.

Even if it means the death of a high-ranking official.

As long as there is a legitimate reason for their actions, they will agree.

At the same time, he looked at Zhang Lin with disappointment and frustration.

This guy, of all people, had to drag his own father into this mess.

That's settled then, three generations of the family, going to their deaths together!

Not a single one was spared.

It's not bad, though.

At least, Old Lin still has other sons.

Even if they don't amount to anything, at least they won't leave no descendants.

Thinking of this, Tang Chen sighed.

These old folks, when they get old, start to have all sorts of wild thoughts.

Some powers and privileges are given to the younger generation.

Let them live a smooth and successful life.

This also subtly changed their personalities.

Each of them considered themselves superior.

Well, that's it. They've messed with the wrong people.

It seems I need to give the younger generation of the Tang family a good talking-to, just in case I've offended them too.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

Grass!

I was just sitting at home when trouble came knocking on my door.

Chapter 137: The Demise of the Zhang Family, Three Generations of Grandfather and Grandson Gathered Together!

at the same time.

In a courtyard house in the capital.

This courtyard house occupies a very large area.

In ancient times, it was the residence of a prince, with pavilions and towers, and an extraordinary atmosphere.

However, it has now become the Zhang family's manor.

Those who can live here are naturally extraordinary people.

Zhang Jun.

Man as his name suggests.

In his youth, he was a bandit.

Later, I got lucky and joined the army.

With the guidance of a mysterious being, and through a series of coincidences...

With sheer grit, he gradually climbed up.

However, the ruthlessness in his personality has never diminished.

He had three sons in total.

Joining the army, entering politics, or doing business.

Unfortunately, neither the eldest son, who joined the army, nor the second son, who went into politics, had much ability.

Even with his support, they were still useless.

Only the third brother, Zhang Lin, held a deep place in his heart.

He became the richest man in the country on the surface.

Of course, what he liked most at age 13 was his grandson Zhang Cong.

Both his personality and temperament are extremely similar to his back then.

Today, he is very happy.

Because that old rival is dead.

And he was also able to quickly place Zhang Cong into the political arena.

With his support above, Zhang Cong took over below.

In this way, the Zhang family will only get better and better.

Thinking of this, a sinister smile flashed across his face.

"I'm almost at the end of my life, but before that, I have to see my precious grandson enter politics."

"Only in this way can the Zhang family prosper forever!"

Enduring success?

Who dares to say that?

The history of the Dragon Kingdom is over two thousand years.

Who can remain prosperous forever?

And today.

The Zhang family will not only fail to prosper, but will instead suffer a severe decline.

All of this was because of a phone call.

Ding Ding Ding!

A series of urgent ringing sounds followed.

The security guards ran all the way over.

Hold the phone.

"Sir, it's a phone call from above."

Zhang Jun straightened up slightly, his body curled up in the rocking chair.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face, but more than anything, his expression was solemn.

Up!

It goes without saying who is above him.

He took the phone with a puzzled look on his face.

But the next second, his expression changed drastically.

The phone fell to the ground from his hand.

That sinister look vanished, leaving only paleness.

suicide!

Above, let him commit suicide.

No reason needed, execute immediately!

His mind was in a whirl.

Don't know what happened.

He even doubted whether he was fully awake.

It was all a dream.