Capítulo 29: Slaves
"Father! Please be okay, if something happens to you, our Zhao Family will definitely be over!" Zhao Changcun said anxiously while pressing Zhao Bingsheng's chest.
He knew a lot of things.
Although the Zhao Family had huge assets all over the world, although the entire Zhao Family held endless wealth, he still understood that the Zhao Family was not invincible in this world.
It was precisely because of his father strategizing and dealing with the major hidden consortiums that the Zhao Family could be kept safe.
From the time spreading the news of fake death to quietly seeing Jin Rufan and Liu Zhiyun, he could see the crux of the problem.
Huhu!
Zhao Changcun was in a hurry.
Cold sweat on his forehead.
After he pressed Zhao Bingsheng's chest for more than ten seconds, Zhao Bingsheng, who was unconscious, finally woke up with a few hoarse coughs in his mouth. At this moment, the whole person seemed to have aged more than ten years.
Those wise eyes started to lose consciousness at this moment.
Such a situation scared Zhao Changcun.
"Father, I'm wrong, I shouldn't have talked nonsense... I'll send Zhao Kun to a mental hospital later. Although this guy is my son, I can't tolerate such nonsense of his!" Zhao Changcun's voice trembled, it was unknown whether he said it just to comfort his father or he really meant it.
"Uh, help me get up!"
Zhao Bingsheng made a grunting sound in his throat, and when he spoke, he looked extremely uneasy all over his body.
Zhao Changcun immediately helped him up.
"He is back, he is back after all!"
After sitting firmly, Zhao Bingsheng's eyes were blank, the furrows on his face deepened a lot, and there was still a lot of water mist in his eyes, but his words, to Zhao Changcun, it was as though he was listening to the cloud and mist, he became extremely puzzled.
"Father, what's back? You must calm down! Your body is important, what's the matter, speak slowly!" Zhao Changcun could not help but ask his father.
Hu!
Zhao Bingsheng took a big breath, he was trying to calm himself down, his chest went up and down for a while before he could make a sound.
However, his mouth still couldn't help shivering, "He's back, he's back…" The voice continued.
Only a handful of minutes had passed could Zhao Bingsheng become quiet.
His whole person slumped weakly on the sofa, his eyes were silent.
As for Zhao Changcun next to him, he was completely stunned and didn't know what happened.
"Father, Kun'er is too much this time... I'll go find that bastard, what a damn fucker!" Seeing Zhao Bingsheng calm down, Zhao Changcun cursed angrily.
When he was cursing, he got up and prepared to leave the safe house.
"Wait, don't go!"
However, before Zhao Changcun could take two steps, Zhao Bingsheng's weak voice came.
"Father!" Zhao Changcun was puzzled.
"Changcun, in fact, Kun'er is right! In this world, there really are such people!" When he said this, all of Zhao Bingsheng's eyes were desperate.
"What?" Zhao Changcun was stunned, with his mouth open, his face full of disbelief.
"Changcun, sit down." Zhao Bingsheng's voice was weak, "Since he has returned, then, today there are some things that I won't hide it from you anymore. You're already this old, so there are some matters you need to be told."
"Yes, father!" Zhao Changcun felt unusual and sat down gently on the sofa next to him.
"Changcun, do you know why our Zhao Family has risen to such height? Why are there endless assets?"
"Father... I know this. At first, you got a grant from the Kunlun Mountain Old Immortal, and you did it with some of his connections. However, our Zhao Family can do so much, it's also because of your keen eyesight. Moreover, we have helped the Old Immortal a lot over the years, the money back then has long been paid off." Zhao Changcun's tone was very firm and serious.
Hearing what he said, Zhao Bingsheng shook his head, "Changcun... Did you know that there is still a terrible existence above the Kunlun Mountain Old Immortal, even the Old Immortal, to achieve this day, also relied on that terrible existence?"
"What?" Zhao Changcun suddenly remembered the words that the Old Immortal called the young man 'master' in the previous phone call. At that time, he thought it was pure nonsense, but now when he heard what Zhao Bingsheng said, he felt that this incident was beyond his understanding.
Zhao Bingsheng took a deep breath, Ye Bei's existence had a great influence on him, "China's top largest families, do you always know some of them?"
Zhao Changcun thought for a while, "Master, I still know this. There are a total of twelve families, namely Gu, Ma, Kang, Li, Zheng, Zhou, Yang, Bai, Xu, Liu, Jin, and our Zhao Family!"
"Then do you know my relationship with them?" Zhao Bingsheng murmured.
Zhao Changcun didn't even think about it, "Master, you of course have a business relationship and a competitive relationship with them! As the richest part of the China Nation, and even the world's richest people, all of you have always been very good in private, also, all of you have also received the favor of the Old Immortal!"
"Ugh!" Zhao Bingsheng sighed softly after listening.
This sigh contained too much helplessness and too much emotion.
There were some things he did not want to say.
But this time...he really could not help it anymore.
"Changcun, you help me move the position of the sofa!"
"Yes, father!"
"Aim at the picture behind..."
"Yes!"
Creak!
In the safe room, Zhao Changcun was sweaty.
After shifting the position of the sofa, Zhao Bingsheng, who was very weak, looked at the inferior painting again in a daze.
In the room, the atmosphere became extremely deep.
Huhu...
Only the sound of two people breathing heavily was heard.
Zhao Changcun had countless questions in his heart, but Zhao Bingsheng did not speak, he could only wait quietly by the side, not even daring to urge.
One minute…
Five minutes…
Ten minutes!
In this way, Zhao Bingsheng looked at the painting again. It seemed that for ten minutes, the corners of his mouth were slightly moved, and he said this sentence from his mouth with great difficulty, "In that painting, the boy holding a bowl and begging, that was me 80 years ago..."
"What?" Next to him, Zhao Changcun listened, but he was not able to react for a moment.
"China Kingdom actually has thirteen big families, one of which is the Wang family. Eighty years ago... I and them were taken away by one person... All of us are that person's... slaves!"
The voice was very slow, and it was full of hoarseness.
Hu!
When this word came out of Zhao Bingsheng's mouth, he took a long breath as if the stone that had been pressed down in his heart for countless years was removed, and his whole body became extremely relaxed.
However, Zhao Changcun, who had been waiting for ten minutes next to him, trembling violently after hearing this, his complexion changed from tension and doubt, slowly turning to blue and black, and ultimately, turned into pale!
"The heads of all big families... all... are just slaves?"
This piece of information was really shocking to him, it was even more shocking than seeing real dragon and Monkey King, this drop into the lake had made a very huge splatter inside Zhao Changcun's mind.
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Capítulo 30: Gambling
Three-Legged Dragon Manor, inside the safe house.
Zhao Changcun sat on the sofa, his whole person seemed to be collapsed. Originally, his hair was only gray and white, but at this time, it all turned gray, similar to his father, he seemed to have aged ten more years.
What Zhao Bingsheng said...
He knew it for the first time, but the clever him soon thought of something.
Once when Zhao Bingsheng looked at that painting, he often muttered 'that person, that person' in his mouth.
From what it looked like now, the 'that person' he was talking about should be the so-called 'master'.
But this information was incredible.
Zhao Changcun really did not expect that someone in this world would actually be able to take in so many slaves at the same time and cultivate each of his slaves into the world's top existence.
If this was true...
So, how terrifying was that person?
"Father, these... are all true?" After a long time, Zhao Changcun's throat squirmed and courageously broke the quiet atmosphere, and asked in a low voice.
"There are some things that I didn't intend to tell you. The more you know, the faster you will die. But this time, we have no room for return... Kun'er is in front of that person, even if an immortal comes, he still can't save our Zhao Family!" Zhao Bingsheng's voice was filled with endless sadness, "One wrong step, it will be wrong forever…"
"Father, is he really that powerful?" Zhao Changcun was unwilling.
Zhao Bingsheng's voice was very low and weak, "Yeah...he has no rivals! As long as he has a word, Liu Zhiyun, Jin Rufan and the others will immediately abandon those previous agreements, and immediately attack our Zhao Family. There won't even be the slightest hesitation!"
"It's impossible... Elder Liu and Elder Jin have always been your old friends, and you have been together for so many years. Even if that person comes back, it's already 80 years now. They have no reason to listen to him, right?" Zhao Changcun shook his head, he resolutely did not believe the concept his father said.
"That's because they thought Master... is no longer there!" Zhao Bingsheng shook his head.
When he was sitting on the sofa, his body didn't even have the power to tremble.
No more blood was seen on his face.
It seemed that the oil would really run out at any time...
Next to him, Zhao Changcun also sat quietly, his face pale.
Zhao Changcun didn't want to believe these things, but he knew that his old man would never talk nonsense.
His old man had this judgment, it was absolutely true.
Inside the safe house, it was too quiet!
A breath of fear continued to spread here.
"Father, there is one more thing, I think I have to tell you!" Zhao Changcun took a breath and thought for a long time. Only then did he pluck up the courage to break the dead silence and said, "The manager of the Golden Age Hotel called me before. There was a group of black forces making trouble in the hotel, and those people came from Kunlun Mountain, headed by an old man and a young man, and the old man was very respectful in front of the young man..."
Huhu!
The voice fell.
It was still extremely silent, only the sound of breathing could be heard.
"All irrelevant people are all withdrawn from the Golden Age Hotel, the waiters continue to stay there... No one is allowed to make trouble anymore! Besides... Changcun, you prepare yourself and you go there in person after the funeral is over." After another ten minutes, Zhao Bingsheng said slowly.
"Father, what about you?" Zhao Changcun's pupils shrank.
"Dead!" Zhao Bingsheng said coldly, "You just say that I'm already dead. Besides, tell that person, if he wants, everything from the Zhao Family can be given to him... this time, it is indeed the Zhao Family's fault."
"Father... I..." Zhao Changcun felt more and more wrong.
Zhao Changcun slowly laid on the sofa, his voice was old and hoarse as he interrupted him, "Changcun, you go out, I'm determined!"
"Yes, father!" Zhao Changcun dare not say more.
When he said this, he stood up from the sofa, his legs were a little weak, but he retreated respectfully.
But when he gently closed the door of the safe house again, those blank eyes immediately revealed a terrifying killing intent, "Everything in the Zhao Family is the result of our hard work, even if I die, I will never give it away with both hands... The legendary 'master', no matter who you are, how powerful and awesome you are, I will never give up like this... The old man is afraid of you, but I am not afraid!" His voice was extremely small, after saying this, Zhao Changcun's legs immediately stood straight, and his whole body exuded coldness.
Just what Zhao Changcun did not expect was when he left the safe house and said this.
Lying on the sofa, Zhao Bingsheng, who looked dying, sat up again.
He picked up the golden dragon head crutches from the ground and held them with both hands.
He wore a golden yellow jacket.
Those eyes, faintly staring at the painting on the wall... Just sitting in this simple way, there was a terrible aura emitted from his body, "Changcun, I hope you don't hate me! All the responsibilities are on you... Only in this way would the master give me a chance to live, only in this way could we have the hope in this gambling, maybe... the winning party is still us." Zhao Bingsheng's voice was very small.
The killing intent released from those eyes at this moment was not known how many times more terrifying than Zhao Changcun.
At this time, Zhao Bingsheng was still calculating, there was still this wishful thinking in his heart. He knew that Zhao Changcun would never be reconciled, pretending that he was dead, and even let Zhao Changcun gamble. If it was really impossible to end, he would show up again and personally kill Zhao Changcun to apologized to Ye Bei.
This idea was crazy.
This was also the key to Zhao Bingsheng's game...
...
Golden Age Hotel, in the Presidential Suite.
Ye Bei stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. At this moment, the sky was gradually darkening, the neon lights of the city were constantly flashing, illuminating the Q City extremely brightly. Standing at the position of Ye Bei, the scenery was extremely charming.
But at this moment...
When Ye Bei was watching quietly, the corner of his eyes trembled slightly, but he quickly returned to calmness.
Wang An has always stood respectfully behind Ye Bei.
"Every night, the whole world would fall into darkness... But now it is different. Even at night, everything is clearly visible! The development of time is really incredible!" Ye Bei spoke again, this sentence obviously meant nothing.
"Master, in recent years, the changes have indeed been very great, and technological development has been too fast, but... no matter how the time changes, the world will always be in your hands, Master!" The voice was serious.
"Really?" Ye Bei's voice was faint.
Nearby, when Wang An heard him, his eyes showed fear again, but then Ye Bei continued to say, "Tell Zhiyun and Rufan, I am back!"
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