"Brother, did the Sixth Young Master just go out?”The Flowery Monk even thought that Zhang Hanchao hadn't left the residence at all. Otherwise, his speed would have been too fast.
"He went out. I think he went in the direction of Fengtian Street!”The guard nodded and pointed in the direction of Fengtian Street.
"Thanks!" The Flowery Monk said and hurriedly chased after Feng Tian Street.
After chasing for more than ten minutes, the Flowery Monk's bald head was covered in sweat. He was completely exhausted.
Fortunately, he finally saw Zhang Hanchao in front of him.
"This Sixth Young Master is definitely not simple!”The Flowery Monk thought to himself.
It would take an ordinary adult 40 minutes to walk from here to the Zhang Mansion. Moreover, there was no shortcut on this road.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the Flowery Monk wouldn't have believed that he would lose to a nine-year-old child in terms of footwork.
Looking at Zhang Hanchao in front of him, the Flowery Monk felt his legs swell, but he could only brace himself and chase after him.
……
"Eldest Young Master, have you heard about what happened at Fengtian Military Camp today?”In a mansion in Fengtian City, Yang Yuting was sitting on the sofa. In front of him was Zhang Hanqing, the eldest son of Marshal Zhang.
"Yes, this younger brother of mine is also a real person who doesn't show his face!”Zhang Hanqing took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly.
As the eldest young master, Zhang Hanqing would definitely be informed of all matters in Fengtian City.
They were shocked that Zhang Hanchao could stand there for hours without moving, which was unbearable for the soldiers.
However, Zhang Hanqing cared more about the two majors 'credentials.
In the entire Feng army, only Commander Zhang's own Guard Battalion Commander was a major.
Zhang Hanchao was just a nine-year-old kid. What did he do to deserve the rank of captain of the guards?
Zhang Hanqing didn't dare to think too much about what Marshal Zhang meant.
Or rather, he did not dare to think in that direction.
"Eldest Young Master, are you worried?" Yang Yuting laughed.
"No, with Uncle Yang's support, Hanqing has nothing to worry about!”Zhang Hanqing shook his head.
Yang Yuting was Marshal Zhang's confidant, and his status was not lower than Guo Shuming's.
More importantly, Yang Yuting was also in charge of the Fengtian Munitions Factory. All the weapons and equipment of the entire Fengtian army had to pass through his hands.
Yang Yuting was Zhang Hanqing's trump card.
With him around, no one could shake Zhang Hanqing's position unless Marshal Zhang personally spoke.
"Eldest Young Master, you're right, but as long as this Yang is around, I will stand behind you for a day. Last time, I mentioned to the Great Marshal that Eldest Young Master should be promoted to the rank of Major, but it seems that the Great Marshal hasn't decided yet!”Yang Yuting said.
Before the new year, Yang Yuting had mentioned to Marshal Zhang that Zhang Hanqing would be promoted as a young marshal. He thought that Marshal Zhang would have made a decision this morning.
Unexpectedly, he did not mention a single word.
"It doesn't matter. Hanqing believes that father will still choose me in the end!”Zhang Hanqing laughed.
He had been groomed by Marshal Zhang to be his successor since he was young. Although his other younger brothers were somewhat capable, they were not in Fengtian City at the moment.
The only one in Fengtian City, Zhang Hanchao, was only a nine-year-old child.
A nine-year-old child, could he really be allowed to snatch his position as the young marshal?
"Right, Hanqing, about the assassination on New Year's Eve, you…"
"It has nothing to do with me. I have no reason to kill my brother!”Zhang Hanqing shook his head in denial.
……
"You son of a b * tch, how dare you steal my buns!”
"I'll beat you to death today!"
"Why don't you go and ask around? You can steal my Sun Laosi's buns!”
In front of Zhang Hanchao, a bun shop owner was punching and kicking a 13-year-old teenager on the ground.
The young man's clothes were full of patches. He was kicked by Sun Laosi until his body was in pain, but he desperately protected the two steamed buns in his arms.
"Damn it, why aren't you saying anything? If there are a few more people like you in Fengtian City, will I still be able to do business in the future?”Sun Laosi fiercely kicked the young man's calf.
The young man sucked in a breath of cold air, but he did not say anything.
"Sun Laosi, stop fighting. It's just two buns. I'll give them to him on his behalf!”A woman beside him couldn't stand it anymore and took out her purse.
"Do you think this is the first time he's done this? This little bastard was already addicted to stealing. Who knew which bastard gave birth to this little bastard!
After Sun Laosi finished speaking, he went up and kicked again.
Surprisingly, the young man's eyes only darkened, and he did not refute Sun Laosi's words.
"Sigh, Sun Laosi, don't say anymore. I know this child. He lives in the dark street ahead and has a seven-year-old sister. He's so young and can't find a job. He has no choice but to steal some things and barely survive!”
"A thief is a thief. No matter what the reason is, you can't be a thief!”Sun Laosi cursed.
He raised his leg and kicked the young man's back.
"Stop!" At this moment, the Flowery Monk had already arrived beside Zhang Hanchao. When he saw Sun Laosi looking like he wanted to kick the young man to death, he immediately stopped him.
With a wave of his hand, Sun Laosi was knocked to the ground by the Flowery Monk.
" You f * cking…" Sun Laosi was about to curse when he saw the Flowery Monk glaring at him fiercely. He didn't dare to continue speaking.
The young man looked back at Sun Laosi and limped towards the dark street with the two buns in his arms.
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