"Or...Uncle Wu, you take your people out first and I'll talk to him?" Xiao Chen spoke at this time.
"Is this the time for you to act silly?" Wu Ming said with a dark face.
"Uncle Wu, I'm not kidding. There are some things that you don't want to clarify?" Xiao Chen said with a hint of meaning.
Wu Ming's idea moved. Xiao Chen was a boy with many ideas. Maybe he could get something out of this old man.
He nodded gently and waved his hand, asking everyone to leave.
Now only Xiao Chen and Sun Zhende are left in the room.
"Haha, Xiao Chen, you're quite brave. You dare to stay here and face me alone?" Sun Zhende chuckled, tightened the dagger in his hand, and said sternly: "Believe it or not, I can kill you with just a flick of my hand."
Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly. He wiggled his hands slightly and his hidden energy surged.
With a bang, the dagger in Sun Zhende's hand fell to the ground. He took several steps back and sat down on the ground with a thud.
"Old man, what are you thinking? Even Hong Qing can't do anything to me. Do you think you, with half your foot in the ground, can threaten me?"
Xiao Chen took a few steps forward and squatted in front of him: "I want to talk to you alone. I want to know something from you."
"Haha, Xiao Chen, if you want to ask something from me, I can only say that you are dreaming, don't even think about it." Sun Zhende struggled and took the dagger in his hand.
"Your Sun family has never been a tough family since your ancestors. Your father was a bandit, and your grandfather was a traitor." Xiao Chen sneered: "I know your Sun family well enough, but now I want to confirm one thing."
"That is..." Xiao Chen said here, suddenly grabbed one of his arms and lifted it up.
I saw a birthmark on Sun Zhende's arm.
"Sure enough, the remnants of the same life." Xiao Chen sneered and threw Sun Zhende to the ground.
"Haha... remnants?" Sun Zhende laughed. At this point, he no longer pretended.
"Yes, I am a believer of the Tongsheng Society, and I am also the person the Prophet trusts the most."
As he spoke, he struggled to his feet, grabbed the dagger, and said viciously: "The prophet will show me the way forward."
"He was the one who told me that the Sun family has the aura of an emperor."
"I'm only one step away from reaching the border, annexing other warlords, and then unifying the Jinsanpo region and establishing a dynasty of my own."
"Our Sun family will surely become a royal family."
"Is this how the prophet tricked you?" Xiao Chen looked at Sun Zhende, who had fallen into madness, without hiding the expression of pity on his face.
Poor guy, what has he been fooled into by the Tongsheng Association?
He actually believed that his Sun family had the aura of an emperor?
In this way, the actions of the Sun family can be understood.
Sun Lao Er went abroad first to take the lead and build power for their Sun family.
The Sun family has been frantically amassing wealth in the country over the years, and is even willing to take over the Song family's bank.
Everything they do is to support their future plans.
They are rich enough, but buying arms is free? Recruiting a reckless private army is free?
The Sun family and others have been trying every possible way to transfer assets overseas.
Now it seems that it is all for their damn Sun royal family.
"I'm not kidding, this is real. There is a true dragon's breath on our Sun family's ancestral tomb. The master's descendants call it the true destiny."
Sun Zhende was already a little crazy. He was frantically trying to convince Xiao Chen: "So as long as our plan is implemented, we can establish a regime."
"Our Sun family, from generation to generation, are all descendants of the royal family. We are almost there, just one step away."
"Qin Youxin from the Tongsheng Society is the prophet you mentioned?" Xiao Chen interrupted Sun Zhende.
Anyway, this guy's plan failed and he has almost gone crazy.
Xiao Chen had already figured out their purpose, and he took the opportunity to ask if he could find out any other secrets.
"Shut up, who do you think you are? How dare you call the prophet by his name?" Sun Zhende roared and interrupted Xiao You.
"If he were truly a prophet, he wouldn't have advised you to take this path." Xiao Chen smiled, "Old Sun, your favorite eldest son is dead."
"And your grandson is also dead."
"Although you have another son, Sun Lao Er, he... may not be your biological son, right?"
"You, what did you say? Shut up, you're talking nonsense." Sun Zhende's face changed drastically.
"I'm not talking nonsense. Sun Laoer and your eldest son are not born from the same mother. Sun Laoer's mother is a prostitute."
Xiao Chen maliciously added some black material to what he knew and made up a bunch of nonsense: "Have you done a DNA test with him? If not, how do you know he is your biological son?"
"Look, he's been alienated from you for these years, so he must have his own ideas. The assets you've transferred out over the years are just making wedding clothes for others."
Xiao Chen came forward and looked at Sun Zhende, whose expression had gradually become stunned and dull, and lost no time in adding a vicious remark.
"You've already lost your descendants, huh? So even if you really did flee abroad and establish your own territory, what would that do?"
"Your descendants no longer have the surname Sun. They have nothing to do with you anymore, so what are you after?"
This sentence seems cruel, but it is actually very vicious.
It became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Sun Zhende's lips trembled, and he stared at Xiao Chen with extremely resentful eyes.
He wanted to say something, but couldn't say it in the end. In the end, he had no choice but to pick up the knife and slash his neck hard.
Xiao Chen straightened up and slowly exhaled.
This great worry has finally been eliminated, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
But he had no idea what he would face next.
"He's dead?" When Wu Ming brought his men in, he was slightly stunned when he saw Sun Zhende lying in a pool of blood.
"Yes, dead, committed suicide." He met Wu Ming's murderous gaze.
Xiao Chen quickly shook his hands: "Uncle Wu, this matter really has nothing to do with me. He really committed suicide."
"If you don't believe me, go get a forensic doctor. I didn't touch him at all. It was his psychological defenses that collapsed."
"Xiao Chen, you're fine." Wu Ming glared at Xiao Chen, then asked someone to carry Sun Zhende's body out.
"Did you find out anything just now?" Wu Ming put away the gun in his hand.
"I found out after asking him that he is a member of the Tongsheng Society." Xiao Chen said.
"Nonsense, everyone knows these. I'm asking about other things."
"Oh, the prophet from the Tongsheng Society fooled him, saying that their Sun family has the aura of an emperor, so this guy has already made arrangements abroad."
Xiao Chen explained: "He was frantically amassing wealth and frantically transferring assets overseas, all for the purpose of purchasing arms and recruiting private armies."
"He wants to swallow up the other forces in Jinsanpo and then become the king there?" Wu Ming asked.
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