Although the Zhu family won the battle with the other three families, they suffered heavy losses.
To be precise, Zhu Qing and Zhu Chi suffered considerable losses.
Zhu Min basically sent out the Jingwei team to do the finishing work in the final stage, and the main force to deal with them still relied on the Han and Wen families and the two brothers Zhu Qing and Zhu Chi.
After the battle was over, the two brothers finally realized that they were being used as guns by Zhu Min.
The two of them were already sitting in Zhu Min's office.
"Dad, did you do this on purpose?"
Zhu Qing held a cigar in his mouth, frowned, and looked unhappy: "You could have sent out the Jingwei team earlier, but you had to wait until most of my people were dead before taking action."
"Fifteen of the thirty-three inside were killed. You have to compensate me for this. I don't care. I contributed the most this time."
"You contributed the most?" Zhu Chi sneered, his face grim.
"What a hypocritical fellow! It's obviously me who contributed the most. Two of your top ten generals have died. Why are you complaining?"
He exhaled a puff of smoke, half lying on the sofa and fired back:
"Why? The second brother has more people killed? Isn't it just a saint who died? It's not a loss, in exchange for two red sun saints."
"You!" With a shadow covering his entire face, Zhu Chi even wanted to kill his own brother.
Unlike Zhu Qing, he only had two saints, and now the death of one of them is a serious blow to his vitality.
As for him, not only did no saint die, but General Gao Wan also became a saint through this battle.
So, including himself, there are a total of five saints in his camp.
I am totally no match for him now.
Zhu Qing had a smug look on his face. He crossed his legs and shook them, revealing a sly smile: "By the way, when is Xiao Zhao's funeral going to start? Remember to call me, so I can go and see him off properly."
After saying this, he still looked regretful and made a tut-tut sound: "What a pity. If he had followed me, Xiao Zhao would not have died at the hands of the Red Sun people."
"Fuck your mother, Zhu Qing!" Zhu Chi was so angry that he stood up suddenly. His already squinting eyes opened wide at this moment, his eyes bulged as if he was about to spit fire, and he glared at Zhu Qing.
Zhu Qing showed no sign of weakness, slammed the table with his palm, and stood up angrily: "Little arm bastard, my mother is also your mother! Watch your mouth."
"Hehe... Brothers shouldn't be so hostile when they meet. We are all family, so we should be friendly."
Zhu Min, who had been silent all this time, smiled and waved to the two of them, indicating that they should sit down.
"Humph! Little brat, I'm your big brother, don't lose your temper with me every day."
With a cold snort, Zhu Qing sat back in his original position, looking smugly at his brother who was extremely angry.
In the eyes of outsiders, his younger brother is a shrewd and calculating guy, while he himself is a brainless, strong-limbed reckless man.
But the reality is not like that. This silly brother can never get any benefit from him no matter what time.
Zhu Chi held his breath and sat back on the sofa. With trembling hands he took out a cigarette and threw it into his mouth.
"Don't curse like that next time, Zhu Chi..."
"Hehe, so what if I scold you? You don't care about your wife anyway." Zhu Chi, who was always obedient, rarely retorted to his father.
Zhu Min smiled, rubbed his nose, and couldn't help laughing: "Calm down, can you all learn from Xiao Mo?"
"Xiao Mo is so kind, he wouldn't scold his relatives like you do."
Hearing this, Zhu Qing was dumbfounded. He put the burning cigar on the table and spread his hands: "Dad, are you senile or are you pretending?"
"Don't say such things. Xiao Mo is the most dishonest. What kind of things did he do secretly without telling us?"
Zhu Chi said in a deep voice: "I heard that... he also called off the engagement with the Chen family. It was decisive enough to call off the engagement as soon as the old man got sick."
After two dry laughs, Zhu Min lowered his head and took a sip of tea: "You misunderstood. Before your grandfather got sick, he said he wanted to cancel the engagement."
"Don't create a rift between you brothers. Xiao Mo is very kind. At least he doesn't have any bad intentions towards us."
"If he hadn't taken his people to the Red Sun Country, your losses in this war might have been even greater."
Zhu Min untied the phone on the table, glanced at it, and said calmly: "The credit for this battle should go to Xiao Mo."
"Are you kidding me?"
Zhu Min's words made Zhu Qing stunned:
"Dad, if you want to give it to the head of the Xiao Mo family, just tell me directly. How can I not listen to you? Why do you have to do this? He deserves the most credit!"
"I don't know how this kid can hide so well. He's trying to expand his power and hook up with that little girl from the Han family."
He waved his hand, with a sarcastic tone:
"Come on, let's stop playing. You let Zhu Mo be the head of the family, and I'll go out and start my own family! Do you want me to give you the surname Zhu as well?"
Squeak...
The office door was pushed open, and Zhu Mo stood at the door and chuckled: "What should I call you, brother? If you change your last name, you must tell me in advance."
The scene was awkward for a while.
Zhu Qing, who had been acting sarcastic just now, stared at Zhu Mo stupidly and was speechless.
"Hahaha...Xiao Mo, you really know how to joke."
Zhu Qing scratched his head, stepped forward and was about to hug Zhu Mo: "I am talking nonsense here, my good brother."
"Did you get bullied after going to the Red Sun Country? You must have become more capable..."
Zhu Mo nimbly dodged his bear hug, leaving Zhu Qing empty-handed.
"Brother, there's no need to hug me. I only hug the head of the Han family."
"this..."
Although he wanted to force a polite smile, Zhu Qing just couldn't laugh at what Zhu Mo said.
This is a naked provocation.
Han Ningchu is not a good person and is the person Zhu Qing most wants to avoid becoming his enemy.
Zhu Min saw Zhu Mo and smiled kindly: "Here you are, Xiao Mo. You must have worked hard on this trip. I will give you everything you want."
Shaking his head slightly, Zhu Mo said calmly, "Dad, doesn't he know what I want? We agreed on it before we left. I recorded it."
Zhu Qing and Zhu Chi looked at him in confusion, causing Zhu Min to nod his head repeatedly in embarrassment: "Don't worry, little brat. I promised you that I can't do without you."
"Little brother, you have grown up now. You don't even know how to greet your second brother when you see him?"
Zhu Chi squinted his eyes and smiled contemptuously.
"I just found out that my second brother is here too. I heard that Brother Zhao died?" Zhu Mo covered his mouth.
"Horse..."
Zhu Chi regretted it on the spot. Both brothers were rubbing salt into his wounds.
Instead, Zhu Qing laughed happily.
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