Mr. Hong was stunned. Although he had heard the old butler say some information that Meng Zhao was very anxious about before, he was not so anxious. After a little greeting, he turned the topic up.

Generally speaking, people like their status and status interact like men and women who are romantic, with long foreplay, mostly they are about relationships, and they are involved in friendships. When it is almost done, they will talk about asking for help.

Meng Zhao was so good that he directly expressed his purpose, but this alternative style of service made Mr. Hong a little novel. He smiled and nodded.

"It's okay, I saw Mr. Meng's expression was anxious. I thought it was urgent. Please follow me into the house and talk to me. If I could help, I would never refuse Lao Hong."

Meng Zhao was not pretentious and called Meng Chuan, Liang Muqiu, Bai Shicheng and the other three to follow him into the house. Cang Shuyun and others stayed in this courtyard for a while and then followed him into the house.

As soon as he entered the house and sat down, before the old housekeeper could pour tea for everyone, Meng Zhao said,

"Things are in a hurry, so let's talk about it. Today, my fifth brother and my younger sister took a boat to Lingwu Outer City, docked from Pier No. 7 in the North District, and wanted to find me, but unexpectedly, they were attacked, injured my fifth brother, and kidnapped Meng's younger sister.

Now my little sister is missing, I want to find her quickly and the person who kidnapped her.

So I beg Mr. Hong to mobilize your men to see who did this."

Mr. Hong was a little surprised, his face also darkened, and his red face was filled with anger, and he said,

"There is such a thing? Mr. Meng may be sure, is this what happened on my land?"

It’s not that Mr. Hong is so angry. Most of the territory of C-font size is his territory, and he follows his rules.

Nowadays, some people dare to commit crimes in the street, forcibly snatch the girl, and even snatch the relatives of such a big shot. Wouldn’t it be a slap him in the face?

Meng Zhao nodded and pointed to Meng Chuan, whose face was swollen and red due to anxiety and congestion.

"This is my fifth brother. He is still injured on his body at this time, and the gauze wrapped around his clothes is still stained with blood.

I have no grudges with Mr. Hong before, so I won’t talk nonsense because of this. I just hope Mr. Hong can help me.”

"Young Master Meng doesn't have to do this. This is Lao Hong's territory. If someone dares to do this, it just doesn't follow my Lao Hong's rules.

You wait, I'll ask someone to check it out, it won't be long."

As he said that, Mr. Hong called the old housekeeper and whispered to him. The old housekeeper then quickly walked out of the room.

"Mr. Meng, although this is my territory, I may not be able to grasp everything. I wonder if you have any other clues?"

Meng Zhao's purple eyes condensed, and he paused with his jasper beads, nodding,

"Yes, according to what my fifth brother said, they both ran out of the house to find me, and did not know Meng's residence in advance, so they once looked for someone to find out about me at the dock.

The attack happened after inquiring, so I suspect they might be coming for me.”

Mr. Hong's face also eased a little, which made some sense, otherwise he would have thought that Mr. Hong's card could not be covered.

But then he thought about it again and then asked,

"Iron Handsome Iron Fee has been missing so far. Could it be that he did it?"

Of course Meng Zhao had suspected the Lord of the Iron Hand Society who was destroyed by him, but he still shook his head.

"I have doubted it too, but if you think about it carefully, he is now alone, so where does he get his helper?

Also, if he really takes action, there is no reason to only catch my younger sister, but hurt my fifth brother without killing him.

So I suspect that someone else did this, but I don’t know who he is.

This is not to know that Mr. Hong, you are the one who is the only one in this world, so you want to ask for help."

The two of them were talking so boringly, Meng Chuan's breathing gradually became rapid and his eyes became anxious.

Liang Muqiu also noticed that Meng Zhao was fiddling with Jade Buddhist beads faster and faster, which shows that his patience was almost at its limit, and he was worried.

The old butler sent out before hurriedly returned to the room with a bad expression. He leaned against Mr. Hong's ear and said a few words in front of Meng Zhao and others.

Meng Zhao's expression moved. If there was any news, he could tell him generously. Why is it so sneaky?

He quickly looked at Bai Shicheng and Liang Muqiu. Seeing that they were shaking their heads at the same time, a bad premonition suddenly arose.

With their ears, as long as they really speak, no matter how small they are, they cannot escape their observations in this room.

But they all got nothing, which shows that the old butler had never spoken out at all, but used the technique of voice transmission to communicate with Mr. Hong.

The reason why I whispered was just a gesture.

Meng Zhao didn't know what happened, so he could only closely observe Mr. Hong's performance. When he saw him hear what the old housekeeper said, his expression was stunned at first, then he showed surprise and doubt, but in the end, it turned into hesitation and trepidation.

Before Meng Zhao could speak, Meng Chuan could no longer calm down and asked quickly.

"Master Hong, is there news?"

He looked at it with a hurried eye, like a drowning man, who grabbed a rope.

To be honest, at this time, he no longer has expectations for Meng Rong's chastity. He just wanted to rescue his younger sister as soon as possible and then take revenge.

Yes, he was holding a fire in his heart now, wishing to burn out the entire Lingwu City. If this fire could not be released, he would be crazy.

Seeing this, the old housekeeper stood up and slowly walked behind Mr. Hong, like an old tree, not shaking.

However, it can be seen that he is defending the defender, Mr. Hong.

Mr. Hong thought for a moment, then weighed him, shook his head bitterly,

"I'm sorry, Mr. Meng, I don't think I can help you anymore, my subordinates."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Zhao raised his hand to interrupt him and looked straight at the other party.

The purple eyes shone with a ray of light, and the vertical pupils were cold and ruthless, as if the high heaven was looking down at a humble ant.

It was like a hungry evil tiger, looking at its plump prey.

Naked malice and evil thoughts, without any concealment.

"Master Hong, don't joke. As long as you think about this land, there should be nothing you can hide from you.

Moreover, it is impossible for you to find out nothing if you are accused of people in the street, otherwise you will be just a false reputation.

I hope you can tell who did it.”

Meng Zhao's voice had become cold, and his tone was not good.

I used to ask for help and was quite humble, but now I am forced. Of course, I still have room for 30% of my life.

Mr. Hong showed an awkward look. Although it flashed by, he was already obviously unhappy. He said,

"What does Mr. Meng mean? I have already said that I can't help you. I haven't found anything from my subordinates. I hope you can understand."

Meng Zhao shook his head. Although he was a guess, he was very clear.
Chapter completed!