Chapter 93: Deep Love Between Father and Son

Because no war reserve forces were collected in Hongyuan warehouse this time.

Those fleets were destroyed by him.

And if Rong Biao can be used to peacefully recruit Shanda Group.

It means that their fleet can be completely owned by him.

In this way, the rate of collecting crystal cores will be greatly improved.

I hope Rong Biao's father really has such deep feelings for him.

The next morning.

A middle-aged man who looks ordinary stands in front of the golden wash basin in front of the wash basin.

The turbulent female assistant next to him is brushing his teeth. 、

"Uluru, Uluru, poof——"

After rinsing his mouth, another turbulent female assistant on the other side wiped his mouth.

After finishing, he embraced the two women and walked into the restaurant.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, a dining table made of pure gold came into view.

The table was filled with various delicacies.

"Hello, leader."

"Hello, leader."

As soon as the middle-aged man came in, everyone below stood up and drank happily.

After taking his seat under the gaze of the crowd, he stretched out his right hand with thirteen gold rings.

He snapped his fingers.

"Bring the tableware."

At his command, a group of revealing beauties came in with golden plates.

The plates were placed with pure gold tableware.

The plates were ready, and the morning report officially began.

This was the standard habit of Shanda Group, or rather, the standard habit of Rong Hubiao.

Serious matters must be discussed while eating.

That's right, this ordinary middle-aged man was the leader of Shanda Group, Rong Biao's father - Rong Hubiao.

Rong Hubiao opened his mouth wide, revealing a mouthful of gold teeth, and stuffed a fat steak into his mouth with a golden fork.

"Master leader, we still haven't found any news about the young master." Someone said.

"People from Hongyuan Warehouse and Free Country said that their convoy was lost in Wanda Plaza."

"I guess something unknown happened there."

Rong Hubiao swallowed another large piece of steak, and didn't seem to care much about what he said.

After chewing a few bites of steak, he took another big sip of wine and poured everything in his mouth into his stomach.

Finally, he burped loudly, put down the wine glass, and then said slowly.

"This bastard, tell him not to go out, don't go out, he has to show off his ability."

He was very sad when he said it, as if he would burst into tears in the next second.

"Chief, don't worry, we will still do our best to find him."

"Yes, chief, with the strength of the young master, nothing will happen."

Seeing Rong Hubiao so sad, everyone spoke to comfort him.

Although they thought that the father and son seemed to have no feelings before

It's not even that they have no feelings, but that they have resentment towards each other

However, although the two of them don't get along with each other, Rong Hubiao, as a father, is still very worried when he sees his son missing.

Maybe this is a friend in need.

"He's still just a child." Rong Hubiao was about to cry out.

"Chief, we will definitely help you find the young master, definitely" a subordinate stood up and said seriously.

"Let's have the feast." Rong Hubiao's sadness came to an abrupt end.

?

The subordinate who stood up had a question mark on his face.

"What to eat?"

"On the menu." Rong Hubiao clapped his hands.

The maid beside him brought a book "Funeral Banquet Collection", and Rong Hubiao sat on the chair and started to choose.

"Chief, chief, don't you look for it again?" The subordinate who stood up asked weakly.

"No need." Rong Hubiao waved his hand.

"Everyone's fate is determined by heaven. My son's fate has ended. Everyone doesn't need to think about changing it."

"Set up a few tables and drink a lot, so that he can leave happily."

Why are you comforting me instead?

The subordinate was speechless, his expression twitched, and for a moment he didn't know whose son died.

"Inform your men to have lunch at noon and take a day off today."

"Chief, if we take a day off, our intelligence from yesterday will be wasted."

"Hey, there are missions every day, and my son only died this time, which one is more important?"

"Today we are going to do it big!" Rong Hubiao said happily, holding the table with both hands.

Everyone looked at each other.

I really underestimated the father-son relationship between these two people.

Rong Biao, who was tied in the transport truck, sneezed all morning.

Can you catch a cold in such a hot day?

Next to him, two rows of Death Angel members holding guns were guarding him.

Alas, he sighed in his heart, it's really hard to live under someone else's roof.

I don't know what life will be like after being incorporated.

After seeing Lu Chen destroy Hongyuan Warehouse, the idea of ​​turning over and becoming the master in his heart has completely disappeared.

It is definitely impossible to resist, and it is impossible to resist in this life.

I can only pray that the man will be kind and give him a small captain position for his good attitude.

Chi——

The brakes sounded and the truck slowly stopped.

Several members of the Angel of Death carried Rong Biao out of the car.

The front door of his home suddenly appeared in front of him.

My God, he arrived in one morning?

Rong Biao was shocked. He was too familiar with the road conditions.

In addition to being surprised, he heard some sounds of gongs and drums coming from his base.

What does this mean?

He looked around and saw that Lu Chen's convoy had already driven to the gate.

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Why didn't his base react at all?

He looked carefully again and found that there was not even a guard on the nearly 30-meter-high grand gate of the base!

What does this mean?

How shameful!

Rong Biao was carried to Lu Chen by several people.

Lu Chen looked at the base of Shanda Group and then at Rong Biao.

No words.

Although he didn't speak, Rong Biao felt that he had said a thousand words.

That's it? That's it?

Your base is just like this?

Rong Biao, who felt greatly insulted, hurriedly explained.

"They are not like this usually. We are usually very serious."

Lu Chen looked at him again and nodded.

Rong Biao looked at his expression as if he was saying.

I understand, I understand, you are just not in shape today, and it will be longer next time, right?

Rong Biao's face turned red, this group of useless people who are full and don't work.

He simply lost his face!

"Where are the fucking people!"

Rong Biao's angry roar echoed over the gate.

In response to him, there was an even more cheerful suona sound.

Rong Biao was about to yell again, but Lu Chen reached out to stop him.

"Let me do it, you've tried your best."

He waved his hand, and several people came up with rocket launchers.

"Swish, swish, swish."

Several cannons fired, and rockets exploded over the base.

This time the music stopped, and a chaotic sound came out.

After ten minutes of hesitation, someone finally climbed up the base gate.

"Enemy attack!" Several people yelled and turned away.

A few minutes later, the base alarm sounded.

The various defense facilities of the base were slowly activated, and people climbed up the observation tower one after another.

Looking at this slow reaction comparable to that of an eighty-year-old woman, Lu Chen knew why this base often failed in missions.

He looked to the side, Rong Biao silently lowered his head and drew circles on the ground