Siheyuan, a primordial wonderland

Although Zhang Sheng’s incident brought extreme grief to the old man of the Zhang family and Zhang Shihong and his wife.

But the dead are dead after all, and the living still have to plan for the future!

After crying for a while, Mr. Zhang gave the order to carry Zhang Sheng's body back home.

As for whether or not to investigate who killed Zhang Sheng, Mr. Zhang has already said that he is responsible for this matter.

Just from the purple and black handprints on his grandson's neck, it was obvious that the person who killed his grandson was not a simple person.

Mr. Zhang is also a well-informed man!

After Zhang Yanhong and his wife carried Zhang Sheng's body home, they also held funeral ceremonies at home...

The first thing Mr. Zhang did when he returned home was to go to his study.

There is a separate telephone in Mr. Zhang's study.

You have to know that it is not something that ordinary people can install a telephone these days.

The country is short of everything now, like a tool for making calls at any time, such as the telephone. How can ordinary places have it?

Just like Chen Ping’s street office, basically only the street office has a telephone to facilitate the issuance and notification of various tasks!

After Mr. Zhang entered his study, he locked the door.

The other members of the Zhang family just thought that Mr. Zhang was too sad, so they ignored him.

After all, there are still many things to deal with at home at this time.

After Mr. Zhang closed the door, he directly called one of his old superiors...!

...Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling...

In the capital city, inside an extremely hidden training base.

At this moment, a phone suddenly rang...

And on this phone call, there was a person sitting on the chair.

When I heard the phone ring, I picked it up immediately...

"Hello, I'm Wu Yunfeng."

"Commander, I am a Red Army soldier!"

"Okay, it's you kid, what's up?

You have nothing to do, you would never make this call!"

Hearing the voice coming from the phone, Zhang Hongjun felt like crying...

Mr. Zhang is a man whose words are law in the Zhang family.

After hearing the words from his old leader, he felt like he had returned to the past, just like when he was still fighting the Japanese. He finally had someone to rely on.

"Old Chief, I called you this time because I want to ask for your help with something!"

“Oh, what’s the matter?

Let me make it clear first, I will not do anything that goes against my principles."

After hearing the words of his former subordinate and friend, Wu Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.

"Old Chief, my grandson is dead."

"Um……"

Wu Yunfeng was somewhat shocked when he heard this. Even though he didn't often go out, he knew that the power of the Zhang family should not be underestimated.

Although he also knew that Zhang Hongjun had a grandson who was extremely dissolute and liked to stir up trouble everywhere, she also knew this.

After all, he is the manager of the special forces. Some things will be presented to him even if he doesn't want to know.

"what happened?"

Thinking about this, Wu Yunfeng also asked.

After hearing this, Zhang Hongjun directly told the whole story.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth and said...

"Old Chief, I suspect that someone special was responsible for killing my grandson!

You know, my grandson was on the third floor at the time, and judging from the situation at the scene, this man just went in and didn't come out.

I have only seen people with this kind of skills around the leaders when I was on the Long March. "

After hearing Zhang Hongjun's words, Wu Yunfeng suddenly became serious...