Apocalypse: Picking up Attributes and Becoming Stronger

Long Chen hurriedly went back to the bedroom to change clothes, but after coming out, Zhang Lan became even more angry.

Because Long Chen dressed too casually, with short sleeves on his upper body and casual pants on his lower body.

It's probably unique to attend Father Xiao's birthday banquet like this.

"It's a waste of things that are not enough to fail. If you dress like this, our family can't be laughed at. Originally because of your existence, our family is not liked by the old man. You dare to dress like this, not..."

Zhang Lan still wanted to yell at Long Chen, but Xiao Zihan interrupted when he saw that it was not good.

"That's it, it's too late to change. Grandpa will be unhappy if he is late."

Xiao Zihan said.

Zhang Lan checked the time, and it was indeed late.

Finally, he glared at Long Chen and hurriedly went downstairs.

Xiao Zihan also glared at Long Chen, but finally sighed.

Because she knew that it was not that Long Chen didn't wear good clothes, but that he didn't have good clothes at all.

"Let's go, remember, don't talk during the birthday banquet, let alone upset Grandpa."

Xiao Zihan exhorted as he went out.

Long Chen just kept nodding.

The family drove two cars and drove in the direction of the Xiao family.

And just as Long Chen and others went to attend the birthday banquet, an old man was lying on the bed in a VIP ward.

In the ward, many people gathered at this time.

"All go out, so many people are crowded in the ward, do you want to disturb my father to rest?"

A middle-aged Chinese character face suddenly said softly, although the voice is not loud, but full of majesty.

Everyone present did not dare to disobey, and left the ward one after another.

At this time, there were two other people in the ward besides the old man and the middle-aged man with the national character face.

One is a bald man, the other is a girl of sixteen or seventeen.

These two are not others, but Uncle Tu and Miss Su.

And lying on the hospital bed was the old man Su who was saved by Long Chen himself.

As for the middle-aged national character face, his identity is not simple, as can be seen from the high-ranking aura emanating from him.

"Shentu, what is going on?"

The middle-aged man with Guozi face looked at Uncle Tu and asked in a deep voice.

Although the words of the middle-aged Guozimian did not seem to blame, Uncle Tu, a powerful warrior, was actually nervous in front of the middle-aged Guozimian.

"Patriarch, it's all my fault. I didn't protect my father, please punish you."

Uncle Tu lowered his head and clasped his fists.

"Tell me what happened."

The middle-aged Guozilian still said calmly, his identity does not allow him to be nervous and worried.

"Yes."

Uncle Tu didn't conceal it, he told everything directly without concealing it at all.

"Have you found the identity of those black-clothed killers?"

The tone of the middle-aged Guozi face finally changed a little, completely cold.

"Not yet, but I guess 80% of them may belong to the Song family. After all, if something happens to the old man, it would be most beneficial to them."

Uncle Tu guessed.

"Without evidence, guessing is not enough."

"Yes, I will find evidence as soon as possible."

Uncle Tu said firmly.

"By the way, you just talked about a young man. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid the old man would not be able to recover?"

The middle-aged Guozilian suddenly remembered the young man mentioned in Uncle Tu's previous words and asked.

"Yes, Patriarch, even the genius doctor Bai believed that the old man was not saved, but the young man showed up. He just tapped the old man and the old man's blood stopped."

"The genius doctor Bai said, fortunately, the young man stopped the bleeding for the old man, otherwise the old man would definitely not be able to support the arrival of the ambulance."

"Even the genius doctor Bai admires the young man very much."

As soon as he talked about Long Chen, Uncle Tu's expression became excited, as if he could not finish talking.