North, Jizhou City.
In the study, Mrs. Haixin is talking with the housekeeper Wang Fu.
Mrs. Haixin frowned slightly: “You said that the Tianzhu warlord Bacher, not only did he not kill Chen Ning, but also planted in the south of the Yangtze River?”
Wang Fu smiled bitterly and said, “No, the old slaves didn’t even think of it.”
Mrs. Hai Xin asked uncertainly: “What’s the matter, Chen Ning was expelled from the Chen family without foundation.”
“Even if he has made some achievements abroad in the past few years, there is no reason to overthrow Bucher’s foreign powers!”
Wang Fu said: “It was luck for that kid. Bacher led a large number of guards into our country. In addition, he secretly dispatched 5,000 soldiers disguised as mercenaries and sneaked into the waters of Jiangnan Province to support him at any time for revenge.”
“But his behavior has caused the idea of our Chinese military.”
“It is said that the North Marshal personally ordered the dispatch of troops to wipe out the team lurking in the waters of Jiangnan Province.”
“Batchelder has also been arrested, after some sanctions, will be sent back to Tianzhu.”
A cold light flashed in Mrs. Haixin’s eyes, and she said slowly: “This kid has a very good life, and this has allowed him to escape death.”
Wang Fu whispered: “Ma’am, it seems that if we want to kill Chen Ning, we have to do it ourselves!”
Mrs. Hai Xin said calmly: “Tomorrow is the 60th birthday of the master. After the master’s birthday, let Chen Ning live a few more days.”
Wang Fu nodded: “Yes!”
…
Jiangnan, Zhonghai City.
Chen Ning was walking in the cloud restaurant to eat, and Dian Chu was standing next to him, giving a report to Chen Ning.
Dianchu told Chen Ning that Bacher had suffered from Pi Ri’s meal and was tied back to Tianzhu.
Tianzhu felt that his face was lost, and he expelled Bacher from his post, and also put Bacher in jail, and Bacher’s life was over.
Chen Ning smiled after listening, “He asked for it.”
“By the way, before I moved my mother’s tomb back to Wutong Mountain, I told the Chen family to kneel in front of my mother’s grave for three days and three nights, repenting of their mistakes.”
“Now two weeks have passed, Chen over there, what is the reaction?”
Dian Chu said: “The Chen family has the intention to go to the young marshal and kneel at your mother’s grave to confess, and even the Chen family has no intention of repenting at all.”
“Chen Xiong is still living his life as a rich man during this period. What should I do? I don’t seem to know this at all?”
Chen Ning’s eyes turned cold, and said slowly, “Where is that vixen?”
Dian Chu said: “She also doesn’t mean to repent, but instead wants to make you want to be fast.”
Chen Ning’s eyes flashed with murderous intent: “Ho ho, Chen Xiong and this vixen drove me and my mother out of the house back then, causing my mother to die of depression and illness. She still refuses to give up and wants to kill me too?”
Dian Chu lowered her head and said, “In her eyes, although you were driven out of the house by Chen Xiong. But she is afraid that one day, when Chen Xiong gets old, he will nostalgia and will take you back to Chen’s house.
“She was more afraid after your return to Chen, Chen inherited the family business.”
“So all these years she has been sent secretly to find out how you down, you want to get rid of your Marshal.”
Chen Ning said coldly: “Huh, they are doing death!”
Chen Ning suddenly remembered something and asked: “If I remember correctly, tomorrow is Chen Xiong’s birthday, right?”
Chen Xiong is Chen Ning’s biological father.
In order to marry the vixen of Haixin, Chen Ning and Chen Ning’s mother were driven out of the house at the expense of his wife and children.
Dian Chu said: “Yes, it is his 60th birthday.”
The corner of Chen Ning’s mouth rose slightly: “You help me prepare a birthday gift for me!”
Dian Chu raised his head and widened his eyes to look at Chen Ning, then lowered his head and said respectfully: “Yes!”
…
The next day!
The Chen Family Mansion, Jizhou City.
There are lights and festoons everywhere, a joy.
Today is the 60th birthday of the Chen family master Chen Xiong. Countless dignitaries have come over to wish Master Chen his birthday.
Today, Chen Xiong is wearing a Baifu Tang suit, carrying his 40-year-old step-wife Hai Xin, his son Chen Jiandong, and the servants of the family to entertain the distinguished guests who come to celebrate their birthday.
“congratulations!”
“Congratulations, Mr. Chen, for being lucky as Donghai Shoubi Nanshan!”
Those who came to congratulate Chen Xiong on his birthday, there were people with faces in the underground circles in the north of the capital.
Chen Xiong blushed and was full of contentment.
The Chen family was able to come to the north from its home in the East China Sea, and establish a foothold in the north to become a wealthy family in the north.
Chen Xiong is quite proud of his achievements!
It’s just that he has forgotten that he didn’t have his ex-wife to support and accompany him all the way.
The housekeeper Wang Fu came over at this time and said respectfully: “Master, madam and master, the guests are almost here, and the time is almost up. Did you order the chef to start serving dishes and have a banquet?”
Chen Xiong smiled and was about to nod.
But at this moment, a group of people suddenly came outside, saying loudly that they were here to give gifts to Master Chen.
Today is Chen Xiong’s happy day. There is no reason to refuse when guests come to give gifts. He happily said: “Who is it that gives gifts and asks them to present them.”
Dian Chu walked in with eighteen men in black suits, each of them holding a scroll in their hands.
Countless guests at the scene exclaimed when they saw this scene.
“Oh my God, who gave the gift, such a big show.”
“Yes, 18 people are holding scrolls in their hands. It should be 18 famous calligraphy and paintings!”
“Tsk tsk, what an extraordinary shot, Master Chen still has the face.”
Chen Xiong, Mrs. Haixin and others, their faces were pleasing as they listened to the exclamation and discussion of the guests.
Dian Chu also had no self-reported status. He only ordered the eighteen men behind him to line up, and then said loudly, “Open the present and let Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Haixin take a look.”
Wow!
Eighteen people, with eighteen scrolls in their hands, unfolded.
The styles of the eighteen paintings are unified, but they are all hells, and they are eighteen layers of hells.
Each painting is a layer of hell, and there are ghosts in each layer of hell, who are torturing a man and a woman.
What kind of hell of the sword mountain, the hell of the oil pot, everything is available.
Chen Xiong, Mrs. Haixin, and everyone at the scene were all stunned.
Master Chen’s 60th birthday, a great day, someone sent a picture of 18 layers of hell, what does that mean!
Chen Xiong didn’t have time to get angry, and someone immediately exclaimed, “Look carefully, every picture of hell, the men and women who were tortured by ghosts, are Master Chen and Madam Haixin!”
what!
Chen Xiong and Mrs. Haixin quickly looked at the picture of hell carefully.
Sure enough, the eighteen pictures of hell in which the ghosts were tortured were both of them.
Chen Xiong and Madam Hai Xin were trembling with anger, and they just wanted to get someone to blast out Dian Chu and the coaxers.
But at this time, outside the front yard gate, there was another group of people blowing and beating.
These people put on sackcloth and filial piety one by one, playing the funeral music of the dead, and came in with a coffin.
Some people scatter paper money madly, some cried: “Master Chen Xiong, Mrs. Haixin, you two died so miserably…”
Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded!
Madam Hai Xin paled with anger and trembling all over.
Chen Xiong was so angry that his blood pressure soared, his temples jumped suddenly and he almost vomited blood into a coma.
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