Chapter 115 I don't care whether it's reasonable or not

"Sorry, the number you dialed was not answered... I'm sorry, the number you dialed was not answered..."

Zhao Tianguang listened to this sentence repeatedly with a gloomy face and dropped the phone fiercely.

"These young people are still unreliable!" He began to regret leaving such an important matter to such a young subordinate. After sitting on the sofa and thinking about it, he called his old subordinate, Feng Xiong, the captain of the special forces third team.

Just halfway through the phone call, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside: "Political commissar, someone outside is looking for it, saying that it is the child of your old comrade-in-arms."

"Oh, let him wait!" Zhao Tianguang hung up the phone unhappily and sat slowly on the sofa. He was a little puzzled: Whose child?

For his old comrades-in-arms, he should pay attention to even if there are big things, which is his principle of life.

A young man in his early twenties came in. He was ordinary and thin, but his eyes were particularly deep.

"Hello, Commissar Zhao." The other party's title makes him very uncomfortable. Why is it called a position? The children of his old comrades-in-arms are generally called more intimate, rather than this cold title.

"Whose child are you?" Zhao Tianguang looked at the smiling "son of an old friend" with suspicion. For an old man who was almost 70 years old, he had a good memory. The people he had met were never forgotten, but he really had no impression of the sharp young man in front of him.

"I'm the Pan-Hong-Shang you're looking for." The smile on the young man's face was stiff, and his eyes were very complicated, which made Zhao Tianguang creepy at a glance.

"What do you want?" Zhao Tianguang didn't react for a long time! He felt that his high blood pressure and heart disease were about to attack all of a sudden. One hand quickly covered his heart, and the other hand went to take out small pills.

"Committcommitt Zhao, I think you must hate me very much now, right?" Pan Hongsheng sat on the sofa generously and said calmly, "There should be a lot to say between us, right?"

"Huh! I have nothing to tell you!" Zhao Tianguang was furious: "You! Get out of here! No, you can't leave, guard! Guard!"

Pan Hongsheng smiled and raised one hand slightly to lift his clothes...

Zhao Tianguang was stunned. There was a large string of grenades hanging in his clothes! No wonder you have to wear such a loose windbreaker. He was so scared that his face immediately turned white, and even waved to the guard who came to hear the news: "It's okay. You go out."

The guards looked at each other and were stunned. But when Zhao Tianguang shouted loudly, he was so scared that he rushed out and even forgot to close the door.

Zhao Tianguang's face was as gloomy as the recent weather in the capital. He slowly walked over and closed the door.

Pan Hongsheng stood up, and two people, an old and a young man, stared at each other in the room.

"I've been looking forward to your name for a long time, young man. Your name is Pan Hongsheng, right?" Zhao Tianguang suppressed his anger and reluctantly squeezed out a sneer: "What's the matter with you coming to me? Look at you, you are really prepared..."

"There's nothing I can do to make you laugh," Pan Hongsheng smiled more naturally than him: "I'm here to talk to you about your grandson."

"Is it necessary?" The only few loose teeth left in Zhao Tianguang's mouth were moaning. I chanted, but their owners ignored them at all, and I still tried my best to destroy them.

Pan Hongsheng took out a kraft envelope from his pocket and gently threw it on the coffee table.

"What do you mean? Give me the money? Humph!" Zhao Tianguang's heart tightened again: "Do you think I'm short of money? Do you think people my age are short of money? A child? What are you kids thinking about? Do you know how to fight? Well, if there is a fight, I won't say anything. It's not appropriate for us to intervene in your children's affairs, but I just want to ask you one thing! Why kill people! Why do you want to take people's lives!"

"You can open it first, and then talk about it." Pan Hongsheng slowly raised her eyelids, with a very calm smile on her face.

Zhao Tianguang was stunned for a moment and grabbed the envelope on the coffee table in surprise. The contents of the envelope were very thick and full of information.

He looked through it one by one...

"Zhang Tiantian and xxxx were dragged into the school warehouse by Wang Jianwei in the year x month. Dirty, and then be wheeled. The traitor collapsed and died. His father was run over to death by Wang Jianwei on the way to sue.

"Huang Zhenzhen, after refusing Wang Jianwei's request to make friends with xxxx, he was splashed with sulfuric acid and fell off the building and died after disfigurement."

"Li Zhiming, because he competed with Wang Jianwei for his girlfriend, was beaten and thrown into the cement mixer..."

"Enough! What is this! Nonsense!" Zhao Tianguang threw those materials on the table fiercely: "What do you think concocting these materials can explain? Do you have any evidence?"

Pan Hongsheng didn't say anything and stared at Zhao Tianguang.

Zhao Tianguang suddenly said nothing. Although he didn't know these things, there was no impenetrable wall. He had heard about his grandson's romantic affairs, but he didn't expect it to be like this...

"Are these all true?" He turned around and asked feebly, "Didn't you lie to me?"

Pan Hongsheng nodded with a solemn expression: "To be reasonable, I guess there are many people who want to talk to you, but they can't even see you, because they have no power or power! Let me put it this way. There are at least a dozen deaths at the hands of your grandson! It seems that you don't know everything, but your secretary, daughter and son-in-law should know, right?

He paused for a moment and then said, "I'm not here to make peace. I just don't want others think that I don't respect my elders. My old man has a lot to do with the military. I can only say that I feel bad with you. Well, after speaking, you can choose to be unreasonable. I don't care."

"How did my grandson mess with you?" Zhao Tianguang closed his eyes and said in a choked voice, "He killed your relatives?"

"No, he probably asked me to be on this list, but my bones are harder." Pan Hongsheng turned around and walked away quickly.

Zhao Tianguang was stunned in the room for a long time. He looked at the miserable photos in his hand and thought about his dead grandson. His mind was suddenly confused.

"What evil did I do in my last life... God wants to punish me like this!" He, an old man, cried so much that his heart suddenly contracted! The muscles all over my body tightened violently!

"Ah!" He knew that he had a heart attack again! Because the mood is too excited, the effect of the pill can't stop!

The phone is nearby, as long as he picks it up, he can live!

But the outstretched hand stopped in mid-air...

Zhao Tianguang suddenly smiled relievedly: Forget it, is it interesting to be alive? I spoiled this grandson with power all my life, but in the end I ruined him... It's all my fault!

The hands drooped weakly... There was a dead silence in the room.