Zhao Hu started the car and followed Maybach. After a while, the two cars drove onto the bustling streets. At this time, the night in Hong Kong was booming. Whether it was food stalls or high-end food, there were endless crowds.

It is less than ten minutes' drive from here to Liang's Mansion, and it may actually be faster to walk. It takes a turn to drive, but for people with status, how can they not drive when they go out?

Liang Chengfeng knew that time was limited and it was urgent to wait. He said solemnly: "Brother Zhao, let me call out and I will give you ten million, how about it?"

Zhao Hu's body trembled. Liang Chengfeng's opening was too strong. He made his steering wheel a little unstable, and he said in a trembling voice: "Isn't this good, right?"

"Twenty million! If you don't say it, I won't say it, no one will know."

"Okay!" Zhao Hu gritted his teeth and agreed.

Liang Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly dialed Mei Xue's phone with the phone number on the car body, and said hurriedly: "Hurry, go to the old guy's room immediately and take away the will from the vase, immediately."

Mei Xue rarely heard that he was so disobedient. Knowing that the matter was serious, she said good words and immediately ran towards the old man's room.

Liang Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief, patted Zhao Hu on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Zhao, take it easy. Twenty million is not a big deal. Compared with the foundation of the Liang family, it is a drop in the bucket. Don't show off later, do you know?"

"Don't worry, Young Master Chengfeng." Zhao Hu was a man who was a murderer after all, so he quickly calmed down. Liang Chengfeng smiled with satisfaction.

In the Maybach car, Liang Feng's mobile phone was placed in front of the car. The phone and Liang Chengfeng's mobile phone were in the call state, and he pressed hands-free. He listened to the conversation between Liang Chengfeng and Zhao Hu just now and the content of the call he called.

Liang Feng suddenly felt very tired and tired. Liang Chengfeng, who he had always liked and believed, turned out to be such an ambitious ungrateful wolf.

Liang Feng hung up the phone, called Uncle Cang, and asked him to ask Ye Han to come to Liang's mansion.

Maybach and BMW drove into the Liang Mansion. Mei Xue came out and called Liang Feng to be my uncle intimately. Liang Chengfeng exchanged eyes with her. She blinked and said that it had been done. Liang Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief and asked Liang Feng to go to the old man's room. Unexpectedly, Liang Feng sat down on the rattan chair in the hall with a big golden sword.

"Uncle, what are you?" Liang Chengfeng felt a little ominous in his heart. This man's sperm immediately looked at Zhao Hu in confusion. He really couldn't figure out that something was wrong with that link.

"Kneel down!" Liang Feng's eyes were cold and murderous intent appeared. He rushed towards Liang Chengfeng with words. Liang Chengfeng was shocked. His eyes were locked at Zhao Hu, while Zhao Hu had no expression on his face. Mei Xue was also gloomy. Liang Feng rushed up with a bang, and he kicked Liang Chengfeng's abdomen, and said angrily: "Beast!" Liang Chengfeng immediately covered his stomach in pain, and bent like shrimps. Liang Feng's kick was really not light, and it hurt so much that Liang Chengfeng was about to break his intestines.

Mei Xue was heartbroken and hurriedly came to support Liang Chengfeng and said to Liang Feng: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Bang!" Liang Feng slapped Mei Xue's face, and five finger marks suddenly appeared on Mei Xue's tender and white cheeks. "Take it out!" Liang Feng stretched out his hand and said coldly.

"What? I don't understand what you are talking about?" Mei Xue covered her cheeks, tears flowed out in pain, and she said in shock and fear.

"The will!" Liang Feng shouted: "I have heard everything when I have to do the show."

"If you don't take it out, don't blame me for your actions!" Liang Feng said coldly to Mei Xue. Mei Xue fought a cold war and looked at Liang Chengfeng helplessly. Liang Chengfeng's pain was relieved. He sorted out his white shirt, slowly brushed away the footprints, and then calmly rushed towards Mei Xue: "Take it out."

Mei Xue nodded and turned toward the corridor.

In the hall, no servant dared to come in. Only Zhao Hu, who was expressionless, was left with an angry Liang Feng, and a calm Liang Chengfeng.

Mei Xue went for a while, about five minutes. When she came out with the will, Ye Han and the gunmen rushed over. When Ye Han saw Mei Xue handing over the will to Liang Feng, he was stunned. The situation of the gods, the situation of the gods?

"Uncle, what are you holding in your hand?" Ye Han glanced at Liang Chengfeng indifferently, and couldn't help but admire this guy for being so calm after being exposed. But there is no need to be afraid of him playing tricks. A person who knows martial arts will be useless when he takes cannons in front of him, Ye Han.

When my uncle called, it means that the plan was successful. This design looked incredible. But for Ye Han, there were traces to follow. First, leave Liang Chengfeng's mobile phone number. First, prevent Liang Chengfeng from venting information, and second, Liang Feng did not know Ye Han's number. To secretly ventilate, he must use this phone. Third, it is implied that Liang Feng called and Liang Feng had to drive Liang Chengfeng away to make a call. Then Liang Feng had to drive Liang Chengfeng to take his own car so that Liang Chengfeng would not be suspicious.

Fourth, there is a cloud of military tactics, and surrounding ten must be missing. Surrounding the enemy, you must give the enemy a way out so that they can take risks. Ye Han is not sure that there is a phone on the BMW car, but even if not, arrange a Zhao Hu and Liang Chengfeng to be together. With Liang Chengfeng's cautious and suspiciousness, for the sake of safety, he will definitely tempt Zhao Hu a lot and use Zhao Hu's phone to inform him. The fifth is the most amazing thing. Liang Chengfeng's mobile phone was not hung up, but placed on Zhao Hu. Even if Zhao Hu couldn't withstand the temptation, he did not have the courage to hang up. Once he hung up, it means there was a ghost. After the screen of this kind of smartphone was black, you would not be able to hang up accidentally. If Zhao Hu dared to make trouble, it would be a dead end.

These plans seem impossible to ordinary people, but what did Ye Han do in the past? He was a vanguard of the Special Health Bureau, specializing in protecting the safety of major leaders. Before each leader travels, he and his colleagues repeatedly deduce various possible crises on the sand table.

What Ye Han is best at is imagining himself as an enemy and then racking his brains to attack.

Not to mention this, Ye Han walked to Liang Feng, wonderingly. He said like a ghost: "Uncle, are you... you... going to get... a will?"

Liang Feng was a little weird because he was talking to Ye Han in an urgent manner. Ye Han only explained this arrangement and did not say that the will was made up by him. He said: "That's right, it's the will. What's your expression?"

"Finished in an antique vase?" Ye Hanshi asked.

"right!"

"Written by the old man?" Ye Han continued to ask unwillingly.

"Yes!" Liang Feng finally realized something was wrong and said, "Don't tell me, you are actually talking nonsense?"

Ye Han smiled bitterly and said, "How is that possible? I am not a god, so I can say so accurately." But I felt a sense of creepy in my heart. Is there such a bizarre and weird thing? I'm really talking nonsense, buddy.

Liang Feng was relieved. If Ye Han was really talking nonsense, Liang Feng would also feel creepy.

After reading the will, Liang Feng's eyes were cold, and he came to Liang Chengfeng and said word by word: "Beast, what else do you have to say?"

Liang Chengfeng smiled lonely and said, at this time, he was wearing a white shirt, still as noble as an emperor. In loneliness, there was a charm that made women feel sorry for him, just like he was the prince who suffered.

"The success and defeat of the enemy, uncle, kill me, I have nothing to say." Liang Chengfeng turned to Ye Han, nodded, sighed slightly, and said, "Your wisdom, Mr. Liang admired me. Leave my cell phone to be a means of communication between you and my uncle. If I guess well, you have hinted that my uncle asked me to call my cell phone, and then my cell phone did not hang up, and it was always on Zhao Hu, right?" He was really smart and quickly said the joints in it.

Ye Han nodded lightly and thought to himself, if you know that I would say a will, you would be talking nonsense, I guess you would have the desire to die.

Liang Chengfeng turned to Liang Feng and said, "Uncle, I want to take a look at the will before dying. I want to know if the old man is really as he said, leaving nothing for me. Uncle, for I have always been filial to you, please satisfy my last wish."

Liang Feng did not say anything, and suddenly coldly threw the will in his hand. Liang Chengfeng slowly stepped forward, his back was slightly staggering, and he bent down and slowly picked up the will. He was extremely sad.

Ye Han was in a bad mood, and I'm afraid Liang Chengfeng would have some trouble.

Under the dazzling white rotating chandelier, Liang Chengfeng held the will in both hands, with black and white letters, which were particularly conspicuous and dazzling. The handwriting on it was indeed the old man. Every property, company shares, and every concubine in the house was assigned. Even the maid who had been following the old man for a long time also obtained a property. Several big heads, the gray industry in the underworld, the Daoheng Group Company, which was on the surface of the underworld, was distributed to Liang Feng. Liang's Mansion, Liang's Private Hospital, and the old man in the Liang's Group, were given to Liang Hua, Li Ruolan and his son to a film and television company, a catering chain group, and a supermarket chain group.

Every property belonging to the old man was properly arranged. Every maid who had followed the old man and the housekeeper who had served for a long time arranged for them to have a aftermath. Even Mei Xue got a mansion. Only, the old man seemed to have forgotten Liang Chengfeng's son.

Do you dare to say that the old man has a bad memory and forget his son? At least the old man even arranged for Liang Feng to give him 100,000 yuan to express his feelings when he returned to the countryside.

After Liang Chengfeng finished reading it, he seemed as if he was demented. The will in his hand floated down, and then he knelt down weakly. He murmured: "You have such a cruel heart, you have such a cruel heart. No matter how many I have, it is your biological son. Even if you give me a maid, you won't leave me a point." Speaking of this, a strong hatred flashed in his eyes and punched the smooth marble floor. The bright red blood seeped out, dyeing the white ground red. Mei Xue's heart trembled as she watched the side. After many struggles, she suddenly plucked up the courage to come to Liang Chengfeng, squatted down. She picked up his injured and bleeding fist, and bandaged him with a scarf.

The cold hatred in Liang Chengfeng's eyes melted a little. He was used to acting around the scene. At this moment, he saw this woman standing up under such circumstances. The softest part in his heart was touched.
Chapter completed!