An old woman who dares to fight for fate with the god of death, no matter what her position is, is always admirable. Including Fengying lurking under the wooden stairs, she also feels that this old woman is really extraordinary.

At this time, the old lady slowly stood up, walked to the window, and sighed: "Pingzhang, actually, I know that you have always been keen on the extension of external forces, just to try to prove yourself and prove that you are worse than him. But you are really not as good as him. So, it is better to stay by my side honestly."

"It's him again!" Ping Zhang seemed to be unable to help him after hearing his mother's words, "Why do you think I'm not as good as him? Why?! I have a doctorate degree from the most famous university in the world, I have billions of assets, and I have hundreds of dead soldiers under my command! I have worked hard for twenty years and worked hard! But in the end, you still think I'm not as good as him!"

The old lady shook her head, as if she didn't want to continue to attack her son.

But at this time, Ping Zhang also seemed to be inspired by the greatest blood, and said angrily: "I want him to let you see that I am better than him! I want to attack, I want to sweep all opponents! What about Yi Jun, Peony, Big Tiger Lord, I want to let them fall into the fear of being assassinated forever. Don't let the killer circle cooperate with us? Jokes, as long as you can afford high prices, there are killers who can't hire? If you take out ten times the price, you will inspire a hundred times the ambition to die. The most in the world are those idiots who are not afraid of death for money!"

"Rebellious son!" The old lady was angry and turned around angrily. Because she finally realized that she had been enlightening for so long today, but she was still useless. This son still wanted to do his own thing, and he still wanted to increase the scale of this underground war!

"Do you know how many people are looking forward to you making this war more and more prosperous?" the old lady said angrily, "Victor and the other three families wish you could kill a river of blood with the underground world of China so that they could reap profits."

"Don't think about it!" Ping Zhang said with a grim smile, "It's not too late for me to deal with these three families after defeating the bastards in the underground world of China. The three families are nothing more than scabies, and dealing with them is like killing chickens and slaughtering sheep. Look at the virtues of the Gambino family, what has it been scared? Bite me? If I don't swallow them, it's enough for them to burn incense!"

The old lady was even more angry and was about to continue scolding her, but Ping Zhang suddenly sneered: "Anyway, I am the way I think. If you really can't get used to it, you can take away my position as the head of the family, and I will not ask about any family affairs."

After saying that, Ping Zhang turned around in anger and threw the door out.

The old lady stared at this son deeply, but she was not as angry as an ordinary woman. She just stared for a few seconds and took a deep breath. With the help of the pigeon, she slowly sat on the sofa.

At this time, the pigeon knelt carefully on one knee on the ground, gently pounding the old lady's legs. While pounding, he said, "Old lady, don't be angry. The head of the family has been under your knees for decades and has always been a person who refuses to admit defeat, and you don't know."

"He is seeking death." The old lady sighed deeply, "How can he fight against powerful enemies all over the world? Even at the age of forty, he is still blinded by a childish aura. No, no, this family will be defeated in his hands. He is not suitable to sit in this seat."

"What...?!" The pigeon seemed to be shocked. Because she could hear that the old lady had the idea of ​​changing the head of the family!

Of course, Feng Ying was also stunned and thought to herself that this old lady was indeed powerful. She easily changed the head of the family. She was simply an old lady who ruled the country from behind the scenes. Her control in this family was too strong.

The pigeon widened his eyes at this time and stammered: "But besides the head of the family, who else can you let..."

"I'll have to worry about this old bone for a few more years," said the old lady. In her words, there was a ruthless spirit of fighting with the sky until she was old. "Transferring him a thorn vine will pierce his hand. Then, I can only let me break the thorns off the top and give it to him. What else can I do?"

So that's the case, at least it's not a change of heirs.

"He is still responsible for the position of his head. But don't ask about the matter for now. Tell me directly about the big and small matters. I still don't want to change him unless I have to." The old lady said, sighing, "You stay with me for a while and go to bed."

"I'll stay with you until dawn." said the pigeon, "You're so old, why can't you change this habit? The doctor said that sleeping during the day and staying up late at night will make you feel bad for your health. It's been like this for decades, and it's a blessing for you to survive."

It's really amazing! I've been sleeping during the day and energetic at night. I've been like this for decades! No wonder this pigeon arrived at this small building at four or five in the afternoon and went out immediately. The old lady hadn't gotten up yet. It wasn't until the time when she was just now that she had finished washing up?

However, no weird habit can be without a reason. The old lady smiled bitterly: "I didn't want to say it before, but it doesn't matter if I say it now. Think about it, I am a widowed woman who has been living for decades, so I should understand. When I was young, every night, I would sprinkle a game of Go on the ground and pick it up one by one. I repeated it seven or eight times, and that night was over."

The wind shadow behind the stairs was speechless when he heard it.

However, Fengying was in trouble this time. How could he leave when he encountered such a super night owl? He stayed until dawn and waited for the old lady to go to bed? But by dawn, although he could easily walk out of this small building, it would be difficult for him to walk out of the spacious cemetery outside.

Killing the old lady who presided over the overall situation behind the scenes? Feng Ying knew that the importance of this old lady in this family was far higher than that of the head of the family Ping Zhang. However, this old lady advocated a truce against the underground world of China. Once she was killed, Ping Zhang would be even more unrestrained and unscrupulous?

This is a very important decision, which concerns the future direction of Datong Money Bank. Therefore, Fengying cannot make up his mind easily for the time being.

But if the old lady was not killed, Feng Ying would not be able to get out for the time being, so she could only continue to hide behind the stairs.

At this moment, the old lady sighed: "This night is so long."

Is this a metaphor for this underground war or a feeling for her own life?

Who knows, Feng Ying feels the same: The grass, this night is really a very good mother!

...

In short, Feng Ying found out a lot of important news here. He also learned the old lady's idea: to clear out the three internal families, temporarily giving up her revenge and counterattack on China.

But Feng Ying could also see that the head of the family Pingzhang would not give up. Perhaps the old lady could freeze the family's resources and prevent him from continuing to expand the war against the underground world of China. But Feng Ying felt that Pingzhang would not have any private power.
Chapter completed!