Rebirth of the flower protector

The old leader likes to be quiet, doesn't like drinking, and he doesn't like innocent girls. He is personally accompanied by the Secretary of the Standing Committee to review the government's work, and then he goes to visit the beautiful scenery of Yangzhou City. The last stop is naturally to play a few games of chess.

After Ye Yifan walked out of the hotel, he was greeted by the two killers of the Blood Castle, Wuyingdao and Tianlang!

Shadowless Knife briefly told what happened, and Ye Yifan frowned. He didn't expect Ye Chu to be so cruel, blasting Tenglong into ruins. Thinking of the white powder, he couldn't help but bleed in his heart. If the master knew about this,

If he didn't die, he would still have a layer of skin peeled off, and he could only bear the pain and use private money to cover it up. When he heard about Zhao Zhen, a truly heroic old man, Ye Yifan began to feel an ominous feeling, but it only passed away in a flash.

, came back to his senses.

Then he looked up at the sky. The sun was indeed very scorching. It was already noon. Now it was time to guide Ye Chu to Niu Zifeng in Liuhe Town. He snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter whether the old man is a real hero or not, whether he will rescue Ye Chu or not."

Chu, he is dead anyway."

Shadowless Knife subconsciously asked, "Are we going to start the final real attack?"

Ye Yifan sneered and said, "Niu Zifeng has someone Ye Chu knows best waiting for him. Even if he has some trump cards this time, no one can save him."

That smile was like the smile from the soul seducer from hell. Shadowless Blade and Sirius couldn't help but shudder, "That person is the master in your mouth."

Ye Yifan looked at him indifferently. The two of them felt uneasy under this look. They wondered what kind of awesome guy he was. But as the killer of Blood Castle, how could he be frightened and return to his former self in a flash?

look.

Ye Yifan knew that he had a cooperative relationship with them, and it would not be good for him if he raised his airs. After he withdrew his eyes, he immediately called Ma Longsheng and asked him to take action.

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Zhou Feng swore to the old chief that he would find the person in the photo and bring his father back immediately after returning home. Zhou Jianren said with appreciation, "My son has done a great job. If this is a meritorious service in front of the old chief, we Zhou Feng will

The path of politics will be stronger and even reach a higher level."

This was the first time that his father praised him. Zhou Feng began to become a little smug. He even started to walk lightly, as if he had inhaled white powder.

Zhou Jianren even found it funny, "Look at how happy you are, give me the photo quickly!"

Zhou Feng knew that his father couldn't wait, so he carefully took out the photo that the old leader gave him from his arms.

Zhou Jianren couldn't wait to take the photo. When he saw the photo, he was wearing a general's uniform and carrying a gun. He felt a little weird. Why did this person look so familiar? Suddenly his face changed drastically, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes opened.

It was almost convex and convex, as if it was a scary sight.

Zhou Feng felt something was wrong with his father's expression and asked in surprise, "Father, what's wrong?"

"Fuck!" Zhou Jianren couldn't help but yelled, and then kicked Zhou Feng away with his flying feet, "Damn it, how could it be him?"

This time it was not his son who suffered, but him, and his neck began to feel cold. Grandma, if the comrade the old leader was looking for was the comrade he was just insulted by, and was now imprisoned in a prison, then he would not be able to move his family's head.

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Zhou Feng didn't understand why his father kicked him. He got up from the ground with some pain. As the expression on his father's face became uneasy, he asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

"Damn it, Ye Chu doesn't know where he found an old man with such a powerful background, and he's also used to look after the door, damn! Damn it, Ye Chu, must you be the nemesis of the Zhou family?" Zhou Jianren thought of Zhao Zhen.

The old man's look when he was taken away made him lose all strength, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

Zhou Feng also broke into a cold sweat. He could see that his father had stabbed Lou Zi, and this basket boy was also a comrade of the old leader. It was really over now. Ye Chu, the cheating father, has seen people pretending to be cool, but I have never seen you pretending like this.

Damn it, a boss-level big shot is actually your security guard.

"Dad, where is the old man now?" Zhou Feng calmed down and asked.

Zhou Jianren also began to calm down, but the sweat dripping from his forehead betrayed his inner nervousness, "I locked him up, now let's go make amends, that old man has a very tough temper, now... ugh..."

"I'm afraid that if Chief Ye Yuan finds out that we are treating his old comrades like this, my father's reputation will be at stake. Why don't we treat him as if we don't know about this matter and lock him up. After a while, Chief Ye Yuan can't find Zhao."

If he really will leave Yangzhou City, we will let him go and keep an eye on him secretly. If this old guy dares to make any move, then..." After Zhou Feng finished speaking, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Zhou Jianren couldn't help but shudder, but this might as well be a good idea. He couldn't help but pick up Zhou Feng, and even kissed him in a disgusting manner. Zhou Feng's face was covered with saliva, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he was cursing in his heart.

Ye Chu, if you fucking hire two boss-level figures to serve as security guards, I'm afraid I'll have a mental breakdown like my dad.

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Here at Tenglong Ruins:

"Fuck! What kind of broken mobile phone is this? I can't see clearly." Ye Chu wanted to throw away the Apple 5 in his hand. What kind of fashion did Lao Jia bastard pursue? He bought such high-end gadgets, but he couldn't take pictures clearly.

"Boss, it's so far away and it's already good enough. If you're complaining, compare the part you shot." Jia Zhenjing said with some disdain.

The two of them returned to Tenglong just now to see how the company was bombed, but they encountered the scene of Zhou Jianren holding a gun and staring at Zhao Zhen's head. They even took out their mobile phones and secretly filmed it, but there were too many police, and the two of them

People didn't dare to get close, so they had to grab their mobile phones and record it. Although it was a little blurry, you could roughly see the cheeks. More importantly, several police uncles wearing police uniforms, symbolizing justice, were beating an old man who had no power to fight back. If this was uploaded

As for the website, hehe...

"Uh!" Ye Chu smiled awkwardly, then squatted down where Zhou Jianren burned old man Zhao Zhen's lifeblood, and began to search.

"Yeah!" Ye Chu picked up a half-burned book and took a closer look. It was roughly the words of a first-class combat hero, and the period was quite strange. It was the 1960s and 1970s of the last century when there was no foreign war.

In the 1960s, the text on several certificates was not Chinese characters, but twists and turns in foreign letters, which seemed to be the characters of some small African countries. I never expected that old man Zhao Zhen had such a glorious past.

There were also a series of medals, but they were all burnt gray and somewhat blurry, losing their original glory that symbolized military honor.

"Old Jia, it seems that we need to buy a camera and be more professional, and then we will find reporters all over the city, hehe..." Ye Chu sneered, "Now we can start to fight back, starting with Zhou Jianren."

Jia Zhenjing also became excited, "Damn it, I've been so depressed these days, and now I finally have a chance."

Just when the two of them were excited, Jia Zhenjing's phone rang. After hearing what happened, his expression changed drastically, "Boss, those bastards from the Black Tiger Gang started attacking our battlefield."

"Fuck, I'll go over now, and I'll leave this matter to you."

"But your injuries."

"It doesn't matter, someone will help me." The corner of Ye Chu's mouth began to become a little sinister, and he immediately took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed Teacher Cang's number!

I can finally vent my depressed mood for a long time. I still don’t know who will win Ye Yifan’s death. Now it’s my turn to fight back fiercely...