She looked at the nanny beside her: "Yin Meida, take Xiaole upstairs to do your homework."

When Zhang Wenbao heard that Huo Qingsong didn't reply, he threw the half-eaten apple back into the fruit bowl and continued to speak.

"Last month, even the insiders of the Red Oil Company found us and asked us to take out 80 million as a deposit to continue supplying oil.

Eighty million, boss, we haven’t started working for three months, we haven’t earned a penny, and we still have a small child to support.

Where can I find 80 million for a deposit?”

As Zhang Wenbao spoke, he turned his head and looked at the people who had changed into slippers and came in.

"Do you have any in-laws? Can you afford it, third uncle? Needless to say, the rich guy, it would be great if a young man can come up with 8,000 yuan."

Bodyguard Akai walked into the kitchen, came to Huo Qingsong and spoke in a low voice.

"Zhang Wenbao and Wu Donghai have become very close recently."

Wu Donghai is Huo Qingsong’s biggest opponent in the trend of red oil.

If you have connections with the other party, you can get free oil from the red oil factory.

In fact, if Huo Qingsong hadn't been causing trouble, the price of red oil would have been the same or even higher than that of normal diesel in China.

Because Hong Kong Island is very close to the mainland, especially the coastal areas.

Sea transportation is much cheaper than land transportation.

Huo Qingsong has been suppressed one after another recently, and it is hard not to think that Wu Donghai is causing trouble behind his back.

Akai saw that Huo Qingsong didn't say anything, but he held the kitchen knife tightly, so he took out a sharp knife from the kitchen and walked out.

Huo Qingsong turned around and took a look and saw that his wife, nanny and child had already gone upstairs.

He turned around and walked out of the kitchen quickly, holding the kitchen knife high in his hand and yelling at Zhang Wenbao.

"Do you have an ear infection? You didn't hear me tell you to put on your slippers. If you enter my house with your shoes on, what do you think is my house?"

But before he could make a move, his third uncle, his son Hao Zai and his uncle were on the side and quickly grabbed him.

"Qingsong, Qingsong, we are all relatives. If you have any problems, just sit down and talk about it calmly. Don't make it so tense."

But facing Huo Qingsong's kitchen knife, Zhang Wenbao not only did not avoid it, but instead took a step forward.

He reached out and took out a pistol from his arms, pointing the gun at Huo Qingsong.

"Come on, come on, you still want to chop me, let's see if your knife is faster or my bullet is faster."

The three people on the side who were trying to stop the fight were frightened when they saw Zhang Wenbao drawing his gun.

Huo Qingsong, on the other hand, was not afraid of the gun.

"You came to my house and even brought a gun. You made a deal with Wu Donghai and planned to kill me to gain power, right?"

"You... don't spit on others."

Although Zhang Wenbao denied it, his eyes were evasive. It was obvious that he had some kind of deal with Wu Donghai.

The third uncle on the side quickly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed down the muzzle of Zhang Wenbao's gun.

"We are all relatives. How can we end up like this? Are we not going to be relatives anymore? Qingsong has already mortgaged the property and raised 80 million. Put away the guns quickly."

Hearing what the third uncle said, the uncle on the side snatched Huo Qingsong's kitchen knife, and then looked at Zhang Wenbao.

"I have already told Qingsong about your deal with Wu Donghai."

After hearing what the two of them said, Zhang Wenbao suddenly looked at his uncle in surprise.

"Uncle, have you forgotten how your son Dayong died? If he hadn't switched shifts with Dayong that day, would Dayong have died?"

Uncle Huo Qingsong didn't say anything. It was because his son was dead that he wanted to make money.

"Dad, you, Lao Hu, have already turned against each other. Why are you talking to him about relatives? Your cousin is your relative."

Third uncle's son Hao Zai put his arm around Huo Qingsong's shoulders.

After learning that Huo Qingsong had given out 80 million, they immediately changed their faces.

After all, Huo Qingsong brought them together to make a fortune, and they also know how much they weigh.

If we cooperated with outsiders, how could we earn as much as we do now?

The third uncle nodded, with a look of approval: "Son, that's well said."

He also stood next to Huo Qingsong and made his position clear.

When Zhang Wenbao saw that the situation instantly turned to support Huo Qingsong, he also knew that the situation was over.

He grunted twice and finally put the gun away.

Then he picked up his suit, turned around and spoke.

"Okay, this is what relatives do, right?"

When he reached the entrance, he turned his head and pointed at several people fiercely.

"Since we are relatives, I would like to kindly remind you that Brother Donghai said that if we can't reach an agreement, we will never end it with you!"

Huo Qingsong glanced at Zhang Wenbao, and his expression suddenly became very calm.

Ah Kai didn't know when he came behind Zhang Wenbao, and he closed the door of the villa.

"Well--"

Zhang Wenbao opened his mouth, but a mouthful of blood came out. He lowered his head and looked at his chest, and saw a large blade coming out of his body.

It turned out that Ah Kai had pierced his heart with a knife when he passed by him just now.

Zhang Wenbao stretched out his finger tremblingly and pointed at the crowd... He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something else.

But after closing the door, Ah Kai turned around, hugged Zhang Wenbao, and covered his mouth tightly.

Huo Qingsong's relatives seemed to be frightened when they saw this scene.

Finally, the oldest uncle sighed, raised the kitchen knife he got from Huo Qingsong, and walked quickly towards Zhang Wenbao.

He raised his hand and slashed hard at Zhang Wenbao's chest.

Zhang Wenbao, who was not struggling at first, was stabbed again in the chest. Instead, he gained strength and started to struggle.

After Uncle Huo Qingsong slashed, he turned around and shouted to his third uncle and Hao Tsai.

"What are you still doing? Come here and help!"

After hearing his words, the third uncle and Hao Zai obviously did not understand what their uncle meant.

"Qingsong pledged all the properties to the bank, and there are still ways to ensure the safety of the oil warehouse.

He has sacrificed so much, and we need to be united in the future.

If something happens to the family, it won't be good for anyone."

Now the third uncle and Hao Zai understood their uncle's words no matter how slow they were.

This is the other party's reminder to himself that he must hand over his name.

In fact, except for Zhang Wenbao, they were naturally not idle during this period.

Huo Qingsong was about to die. Although they were relatives, they obviously would not bury each other with each other.

But now the other party has suddenly overcome the difficulties and seems to be making a comeback.

So those of them who have had different intentions before naturally need to show their attitude.

So the two men walked over, held down Zhang Wenbao, who was still struggling, and gave each of them a knife.

Huo Qingsong watched calmly as several people stabbed Zhang Wenbao to death.
Chapter completed!