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He felt much more comfortable, as if he had suddenly aged by more than ten years. However, Guo Xie's words once again made him feel as if he had entered a cave of ice. As the head of the Hong Gate, he was actually poisoned by someone beside him.

"Bad Lord, there are some things Old Hong doesn't want to hide from you. The Hong family is truly not as united as they seem to be." "In the years that I've been in the throne, I've been trying to make Hong Men whiten themselves down, but this has affected a lot of people's interests. Just this year alone, I've been assassinated four times, and I know that twice I've been assassinated by people from the Hong clan."

"Grandfather, who is it? Didn't they say that all of them were from the Japanese Yamaguchi team? How did it involve the inner disciples of our sect? " Hong Tai naturally heard the old man's words and could not help but stand up and ask loudly.

Guo Xie did not say anything. How many people were from the Hong Gate? When he was the Sect Leader, it was much more chaotic than now. His seven disciples had rebelled against him, but not all of them. As the Sect Leader, he had to be ruthless!

"Brother Hong, call the head chef of this villa over. Tell him that I'm looking for him to discuss what to eat today." Old Fan had been with him since he was young, how could he possibly have poisoned him?

Hong Tai didn't think too much. Seeing his grandfather wave his hand, he didn't dare to notify him over the phone. He went straight to the villa's chef, Fan Hongjian, and his own uncle Fan.

"Bad Lord, was your bad Lord poisoned by the chef?" Hong Wantong couldn't help but ask.

"You'll know once you get here." Guo Bao naturally guessed what Hong Wantong was thinking. However, since Hong Men and Master Yu Feng had some connections, it seemed like they had to deal with this matter.

"Fourth Uncle is here too. I came to look for Uncle Fan. Brother Guo, I want to discuss what we're eating today with Uncle Fan. Grandfather is here too." Hong Tai ran all the way to the kitchen, saw his fourth uncle and uncle Fan talking about something, directly walked over with a smile and said, in the entire Hong Gate, Hong Tai has a few people that he respects very much, his fourth uncle and the head chef of Hong Gate are coincidentally all people that he respects.

"Atai, just what is the background of that brat? Your grandfather is so courteous to him." Hong Wei Long, Hong Tai's fourth uncle asked with a smile.

He is a Wind Wielding Grandmaster, Fourth Uncle you should have seen him before. I have often heard my grandfather say that the disciple of that legendary old man, according to seniority, he should be older than my grandfather by two generations, but now we each have our own opinions. Fourth Uncle can go together, my bad brother's medical skills are extremely high, it seems like he helped my grandfather release the poisonous blood from his body. Hong Tai said without hiding anything.

"The old tutor was poisoned?" Hong looked at Fan Hongjian. The two of them didn't say anything and followed Hong Tai to the meeting hall.

"Grandfather, Uncle Fan is here, and fourth uncle is also here. I called fourth uncle to come over and have him examine fourth uncle's body. Didn't you say last time that fourth uncle's internal injuries had not healed?" Hong Wan Tong didn't really have much to say, he just asked the two of them to sit.

"Dad, Artest said you were poisoned. What happened?" Hong Weilong asked in a soft voice, looking at the black blood in the washbasin, he clasped his hands towards Guo Que, "Bad Lord, you cured the old man's poison, this favor will be recorded down in my memory."

Guo Xie smiled but didn't say anything, his eyes never leaving Fan Hongjian. Fan Hongjian wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words to say.

Uncle Hong, I heard from A'Tai that there was an important guest at home. It's this person in front of us, right? Mister Nan Gong is young and has quite a lot of experience, Old Fan sincerely admires him for his culinary skills and gambling skills. I'll cook whatever you guys want to eat today. Fan Hongjian said with a smile, but his smile was obviously unnatural.

"Ah Dao, how many years have you been following me for?" Hong Wantong took a deep breath, looked at Fan Hongjian, and softly asked, "I still remember forty years ago when you were still a kid when you first arrived in the United States. At that time, you were fighting over the dragon's territory; how could you have known that the Double Blossom Red Rod was hiding in San Francisco and was now a chef?"

"Yeah, I didn't know anything back then, I just followed Brother Long. San Francisco was really chaotic then, Vietnamese, Japanese, Italians, and local gangsters all died every day. I remember Brother Long always carried me out, and Uncle Hong always scolded Brother Long every time I came back." Fan Hongjian seemed to be deep in thought, as if the events of that year were right before his eyes.

Back then, Hong Dao's reputation was also very famous in San Francisco. I remember when Hong Dao became the cook, the two of us went out once and encountered a few hoodlums looking for trouble. One of the lads seemed to have recognized Hong Dao and fainted because of fright. Hong Wei Long also said with a sigh.

"That's right. Back then, it was fine that you didn't know anything, but you didn't have any other thoughts. Bad Lord, what do you want to eat? Tell Ah Dao and try Ah Dao's cooking skills." After Hong Wantong finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the meeting hall.

"Uncle Dao, old man has too strong of an opinion on seniority. Let's each talk about our own matters. Don't call me bad grandpa, you call me bad grandpa, I'll call you Brother Hong, then we won't have the seniority." Guo Qiang said with a smile. Fan Hongjian and Hong Weilong also laughed.

"Little Scoundrel, what do you want to eat? Tell me, I'll cook for you today." Fan Hongjian laughed as he spoke, no longer feeling the tension he had a moment ago.

"Just follow the old man's recent recipes. Primal Chaos Kaiyuan Pork, Yin-Yang Chicken Corner, Old Altar Cucumber, Jiuyin Drunken Peanut, San Yang Kaitai Dog, Dual-color Secret Bean, Thousand Hole Rabbit Meat, Old Devil's Celery, Secret Salty Carp, Horse-oil Wheat, Ground Dragon fried Goose Liver, Phoenix Dance Egg Flowers." I believe that Uncle Dao can do these things. If he can get a few, even if there's too many, he won't be able to stand it. " The happy Fan Hongjian's face suddenly darkened.

"Uncle Dao, what's wrong? Don't you often cook these dishes for Old Master Hong?" Guo Xie narrowed his eyes and said, "Old Master Hong, there's one thing you're right about. It's fine if you don't understand it, but if you do, then I'm afraid your thoughts will go awry."

"Bad Brother, Uncle Dao, what are you guys talking about? Why can't I understand?" Hong Tai asked in a daze.

"Little Scoundrel, I don't understand what you're trying to say either. Just say whatever it is you want me to say." Hong Weilong stepped forward and asked with a smile.

"I thought the culprit would be hard to find, but it seems like I was wrong. Fourth Uncle, Uncle Dao, don't you understand the recipe from earlier?" From what Hong Tai said about Fan Hongjian and Hong Wei Long coming together, he suspected that Hong was the dragon. However, that unnatural killing intent just now made him confirm the fact that Hong Wei Long was involved in poisoning Hong Wantong.

"Fourth Uncle, say something!"