There is no free lunch in the world.

The Honghui has been reborn for more than 200 years, and it is even more impossible for people to be foolish. If you have nothing to do, please ask your ancestors to come in and worship.

There must be a price.

It’s just about coming early and coming late, what’s the price.

Chen Dong knew this very well.

But in the situation just now, he had to make a choice.

Qin Ye is his brother and the helm of his billion-dollar family.

The five forces joined forces to snipe. If Hong Hui gave all his strength, Qin Ye would have no power to fight back.

This is about Qin Ye and the answer he gave to the Chen family a year later.

He dared not gamble, and once he lost the bet, he would lose all the money.

Therefore, I can only choose to join to find a glimmer of hope for Qin Ye.

Without Hong Hui's sniper, Qin Ye's chance of turning around will become even greater.

When I returned to Tianmen Mountain Villa, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

After Chen Dong parked the car, he saw Gu Qingying as soon as he walked into the door.

"When will I change my car?"

Gu Qingying's nose moved and asked with a smile.

"I borrowed something from someone else, something happened just now." Chen Dong was upset about Hong Hui's incident, explained casually, and then called Mr. Long to go to the rooftop.

Gu Qingying stopped in place, with a complicated expression and murmured in a low voice: "The fragrance of a woman...a very delicate natural fragrance."

While murmuring, she slowly raised her gaze and looked deep at the BMW i8 in the garage.

The woman's sensitivity made her instantly distinguish it.

With her family background, she knows what the residual fragrance on Chen Dong's body represents.

It is impossible for ordinary perfumes to have such a fragrance.

Even the top perfume is impossible.

Only the natural fragrance carefully prepared.

On the rooftop.

Click!

Chen Dong threw the Honghui token on the desktop.

When Old Long saw the token, his old face immediately showed horror.

"Young Master, this is the Honghui token! How do you have it?"

Chen Dong sat helplessly on the chair: "What they gave to me."

"Will Hong give you a token?" Old Long was stunned.

Chen Dong nodded: "Put the other side and take a look."

Old Long took a deep breath, suppressed the horror in his heart, slowly picked up the token, turned over and took a look.

Boom!

The word "Yuan" with the iron-painted silver hook instantly hit his eyes like a heavy hammer.

In an instant, Old Long looked erratic and dull on the spot.

"Yuan, Yuan token... This represents the generation of Honghui Yuan."

Old Long was in a state of panic, his lips trembled and said, "It's impossible. Hong Hui would never give the token of the Yuan generation to the young master. They have a complete system for the new generation, and it's not voluntary.

They won’t give it to them at all, let alone give it to the Yuanzi.”

"The first twenty-four characters of Honghui, the last twenty-four characters, a total of forty-eight characters. With their strict rules, as time goes by, only generations will be passed, and sometimes exceptions will be made to improve one generation, but that is also for Honghui.

A great man.”

"There is only one person from the Yuanzi generation. He is a real ancestral figure. Even the leader of the Honghui team must bow to him."

A series of whispers showed the uproar in Old Long's heart at this moment.

Chen Dong laughed at himself and shrugged: "So Mr. Long, you are very lucky. Now you have met the second Yuan Zi, the ancestor of Hong Hui."

There was a "boom" sound in Old Long's mind.

At this moment, he even felt his eardrums being stinged.

He stared at Chen Dong in horror with his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Young Master, not only did he join the Honghui, but he was also arranged by them as Yuanzi?"

Chen Dong nodded: "Isn't it the same as dreaming?"

From Ye Yuanqiu and Ye Linglong, he already knew how big the generation of Yuan Zi is.

Below one person, above ten thousand people.

One person is just Ye Yuanqiu. When it comes to friendship among peers, the only difference is the qualifications.

And above ten thousand people, there are three thousand and six hundred Honghui, all of which are below, even the dragon head is in it.

Old Long did not hide his fear at all, no, he could not hide it at all.

"What the hell is going on? Are those people from Hong Hui crazy?"

"Hong Hui will never give the token of the Yuan generation. The dragon leader will not agree, the Yuan generation will not die, and the 3,600 people from the 3,600 sects will not agree."

At this time, Old Long's only remaining rationality just suppressed his scream and jumped up on the spot.

"But they gave it, just now."

Chen Dong looked confused and helpless: "And, the one who gave me this token is the old man named Yuan, Mr. Long, who said, "Ye Yuanqiu."

Old Long was confused.

Completely confused.

Chen Dong had already expected Mr. Long's reaction.

In fact, if anyone who knows Honghui's response is probably exactly the same as Mr. Long's current situation.

He continued, "And, you can believe that you will not let me pay any price, so you let me in and enshrine me as an ancestor."

"Impossible! There will be evil in the wrong way. This treatment is unparalleled in the world. Hong Hui will definitely have a plan for this."

Old Long threw the token on the table: "Young master, we can't afford this price. Hong Hui cannot enter, and we can't take the token."

"I think so too."

Chen Dong smiled bitterly: "But they threatened Qin Ye. If they didn't enter and didn't get the license, Hong Hui would do his best to snipe Qin Ye. I can't afford the price in front of me, so I can only give this price.

, put it afterwards.”

Old Long's body shook and staggered back in horror.

Chen Dong's words made him feel confused as if his body was hollowed out.

He softened and collapsed on the chair.

Under the dim light.

Chen Dong obviously saw that Old Long's eyes were red.

The look of horror gradually turned into a surging anger.

He was not surprised, but felt that this was normal.

Not to mention that Long is old, even he is still holding back his ghostly fire now.

He was completely suppressed and forced to join the club, and no matter how much Qin Ye was sniped or the possible price in the future, he could not afford it.

This feeling of aggrievance turned into anger and could burn the sky.

a long time.

Old Long suddenly laughed.

But the smile was full of bitterness, and the red eyes also fog appeared and became hazy.

Chen Dong was afraid that Old Long would not be able to bear it, so he stood up and comforted him.

"Old Long, please relax. Maybe it won't be as bad as we think? At least Qin Ye's crisis can be temporarily alleviated, and I can now rely on this token to command Hong Hui 3,000 as his ancestor.

Six hundred gates, one person is below ten thousand people."

"I understand, I understand."

Old Long shook his head with tears in his eyes and smiled bitterly: "It was the old slave who blamed him for not being able to assist him in this situation. It was his slave's fault."

After saying that, Old Long got up and walked downstairs.

But his figure is not as straight as before, slightly hunched, showing his old and tired look.

Chen Dong smiled helplessly.

Looking at the stars and moon in the night sky.

His eyes were full of reluctance.
Chapter completed!