Chen Zhenkun's statement was taken for granted. The request made by the old man of the Huang family was too excessive. Originally, Huang Weiming had planned to plot against others first. Now that Huang Weiming is dead, Chen Zhenkun always felt that he was more and more dead, but considering the pain of the old man's grandson, he never made any statement. However, the old man of the Huang family is becoming more and more outrageous now.

No. 1 also pondered for a moment, and a sense of depression and confusion appeared on his face. He kept patting his hands. His suit looked extremely funny now, with some stretched charm inside. On the tempered tabletop, golden hourglass kept flying, filling every corner of the room.

The wrinkles on No. 2's face were wrinkled one by one. He knew Chen Yuyang better than everyone sitting. Even Chen Lingfeng might not know the arrogant young man himself. Not to mention these, even if you want to touch Bai Lei, you should look at what this young man means.

No. 3 felt gloating and looked at the political competition without moving.

Hearing Chen Zhenkun's statement, the old man of the Huang family frowned and pressed his eyebrows lightly. The corners of his mouth kept twitching. His snow-white clothes seemed to be mourning clothes, which was quite dazzling. Together with the snow outside, it made people feel infinite depression and sadness in their hearts. For this stalemate, No. 1 could only sigh.

The old man of the Huang family touched the stubble under the mouth, and then tried hard to take out a cigarette from his body, but he couldn't find the lighter. Seeing this, No. 3 handed over a lighter. The old man of the Huang family took it without hesitation, and two bangs, thrusting everyone's eardrums.

The strange red lighted up in the hall. The old man of the Huang family took a heavy breath. The smoke blocked his eyes, making people unable to tell whether it was joy, anger or sorrow. However, everyone knew that the old man of the Huang family would never do this, so he listened to him casually: "Okay, okay, okay, your grandson is all grandson, and my grandson is not grandson!"

As soon as the words were finished, the old man of the Huang family smoked his cigarette again, and then his body seemed to be overwhelmed, collapsed on the sofa, his arms were still hanging from the other side of the sofa, constantly stroking the genuine leather on the sofa. However, Chen Lingfeng indeed saw the five fingers of the old man of the Huang family silently inserted into the genuine leather, drops of blood flowing down the sofa.

He sighed helplessly, and Chen Lingfeng also lit a cigarette, his eyes narrowed, making people unable to see the expression. A kind of sadness appeared on his originally energetic face, and he silently said: "Old Huang, I agree to your conditions."

"Dad~~~" Chen Zhenqian pulled out his voice and wanted to stop it, and Chen Zhenkun stood up even more, looking surprised.

However, Chen Lingfeng waved his hand and stopped it. Then he said, "Old Huang, but that boy in our family is not something that we old guys can knead. You must know in your heart. Your Weiming has gone, and I am very sad. But at least you still have two grandsons, and the Huang family will not have no descendants. But I don't know whether those two boys have clean butts. You can think about it yourself!"

Chen Lingfeng's words shocked the old man of the Huang family. He had two grandsons. Obviously, Chen Lingfeng's words were hidden in the cotton. First, they said that Chen Yuyang was something they could not knead, and then they said that you still have two grandsons. That would be very obvious. Chen Yuyang is not unfamiliar with the Qian family and the Qin family's actions. If you want to resist, then you can do it yourself. Your Huang family will be in the end, so don't blame others.

No. 1 and No. 2 all looked at Chen Lingfeng with a surprised and gloomy look, and exclaimed in his heart: The old leader is worthy of being the old leader.

No. 1 also quickly stood up, brought an ashtray to the old man of the Huang family, and then said with a smile: "Old Huang, this matter has nothing to do with Yuyang's child. He just didn't have time to stop it. Besides, he now has a lifelong appointment system, and absolute power is impossible to be taken down. Moreover, there is no way to disband the Tianjun. The Tianjun now has nearly 200,000 troops, and is the elite of the country. If it cannot be said to be disbanded, it will be disbanded!"

The old man of the Huang family was silently, and the smoke kept fluttering between his eyebrows. He didn't know how to express his opinion. He also understood that he was powerless to do anything, but the resentment in his heart could not be eliminated. He nodded helplessly, as if he had agreed to No. 1's words.

However, the old man of the Huang family never gave up. He still said stubbornly: "Diet people are like a lamp extinguishing. Now Weiming is dead, so these are useless. But that boy Chen Yuyang's methods are too vicious, and he didn't even leave a single ashes for the old man. I can't swallow this. The Heavenly Army can't disband, but I ask Chen Yuyang to put a stick of incense in front of my Weiming's spiritual throne and sincerely repent. This is OK!"

The old man of the Huang family did not lose his mind. He knew that something could not be done, but he didn't want to say anything more, so he could only do it. Seeing that he let go, Chen Lingfeng couldn't help laughing, and then felt that his laughter seemed a bit too much in this situation, so he closed his mouth again.

Chen Zhenkun hurriedly said, "This is OK!"

Although he didn't talk much, Chen Zhenkun was still the head of the Chen family now, and what he agreed to was considered a conclusion. In fact, everyone knows that the Chen family has the most say is not him, but Mr. Chen, Chen Lingfeng, and the domineering first son of Kyoto, Chen Yuyang.

Chen Zhenkun is just a character on the table.

Seeing Chen Zhenkun agreeing, the old man of the Huang family calmed down his anger. However, compromising with the Chen family does not mean compromising with the Bai family. He still insisted: "But Bai Lei is the murderer who killed my grandson after all, so he can't let it go like this. Old Bai, we have known each other for all these years. Your Bai family is just a Miao descendant. I know that I don't make things difficult for you. I only have one requirement for Bai Lei. As long as my old man is still in one day, Bai Lei must stay in prison and cannot come out. As for the matter after my old man dies, I don't want to ask about it!"

"This..." The old man of the Bai family wisted it, and his palm kept stroking the tea cup in his hand, smelling the fragrance of tea that was refreshing, and didn't know what to say.

When the old man of the Huang family saw that the old man of the Bai family was still hesitating, he couldn't help but say: "This is my last bottom line, I can't retreat!"

Seeing that he was so persistent, the old man of the Bai family had to nod helplessly. After all, Bai Lei would not die, and the Bai family could still leave a descendant. As for how old Huang could live, it is unknown. He breathed heavily and said, "Okay, okay, after all, he killed someone, so he could only do this!"
Chapter completed!