Rebirth of the Super Prince

The ending is unexpected, but the ending does not necessarily have to be perfect. There is no such thing as a perfect thing, there are flaws after all.

Ye Jun hugged Guo Xiaoyu, who was about to faint, and looked coldly at Zhong Qiyao, who was sitting on the chair with his head in his hands, then withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at the red light in the operating room.

Zhong Zhenghua had already passed out. This so-called Christmas Eve was a festive holiday for others, but for Ye Jun and others, it was full of tragedy.

I wonder if Hua Lingjiang, who is undergoing emergency treatment, can survive this disaster. Hua Lingjiang is suffering from cancer and has been in a state of medicine all year round. She is tortured to death by cancer. Ruguo was not Ye Jun who founded the research institute and named it He was cured by physical therapy, and at the same time he gained insight into the chemical elements in Hua Lingji's body that inhibit the spread of cancer cells." "Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! .nàme, whether Hua Lingji can walk normally nowadays is a big question. There are probing questions, let alone traveling all the way to Vancouver for Christmas.

Having been frail and sick all year round, Ye Jun couldn't imagine whether Hua Lingqian could survive it.

A bullet was shot into the chest. Although it was not in the heart, Hua Lingji's body and age were obviously factors that were not optimistic.

"brute!"

A crisp slap came, and Zhong Qiyao could not stop Zhong Zhenghua from being furious. When Zhong Zhenghua came to his senses, he angrily vented his anger on Zhong Qiyao.

Zhang Lihong and Zhong Yang looked at Zhong Zhenghua in fear and did not dare to stop him. However, Guo Xiaoyu hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded Zhong Zhenghua with kind words.

Ye Jun watched with cold eyes. Zhong Qiyao cannot be blamed for this incident, but Zhong Qiyao must shoulder the responsibility. It can be said responsibly that ruguo Hua Lingqiu is not Zhong Qiyao's mother, and Ye Jun will also slap Zhong Qiyao.

He couldn't care less about the bloody way the Hells Angels came to the scene at that time to clean up Meng Lafei's subordinate Jinháng, but when he saw that even Xiaoli and Xiaoshui, who had no intentions, looked sick, it was obvious that Being so frightened that he couldn't understand, Ye Jun went crazy. The methods of the Hell's Angels were indeed cruel.

The Brooke family has a close relationship with the Hells Angels. Unlike the other three major North American mafia families, the relationship between the Brooke family and the Hells Angels has always been quite subtle. It is said that the wife of the current leader of the Hells Angels is from the Brooke family.

Moreover, Vidic's mother is the biological daughter of the leader of the Hells Angels in the 1960s.

This series of karmic encounters created a close relationship between the Brooke family and the Hells Angels. Ye Jun thought about it for a moment and realized that Zhong Qiyao was trying to connect his relationship with the Brooke family. His intention was not just to open up the American market, but even Yu also wants to establish an extremely subtle alliance with the Hells Angels.

In Vancouver and even Canada, many forces such as the Big Circle, Vietnam Boy, etc. are not the real masters. Even if they have the power to suppress all parties, they have no qualifications.

The only ones who can obtain the title of Master are the Hells Angels!

The red light was still flashing, and no one knew what would happen next. On this special occasion like Christmas Eve, each of those doctors and nurses worked hard to save the injured, but they couldn't enjoy Christmas Eve.

Instead of complaining, you should be devout and grateful to God like a believer, and then listen to God's mercy and do your best to save the injured who are unlikely to leave this world.

Everyone present was staring at the flashing red light, looking forward to the green light, both hopeful and afraid.

I hope to hear the doctor say méiyouwēxié, but I am afraid to hear the doctor dejectedly say that we tried our best.

Minutes passed by, and the hands were about to point to twelve o'clock. The light was still flashing red, and at this moment, two black policemen in uniforms slowly walked over.

"A shooting occurred on North Street. According to witnesses at the scene, some of you were found present at the time. Please follow us to the police station for investigation."

Except for Zhong Yang and Zhang Lihong who looked frightened, no one present looked at the two policemen, but they still stared at the light tube.

One of the black police officers frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with the attitude of the people present. Just as he was about to say something, Ye Jun suddenly waved his hand and said, "I'll go with you."

In fact, Ye Jun had already noticed that there were at least a dozen police cars and dozens of detectives and police officers downstairs. The reason why they went upstairs together was that this was a hospital and there were many patients. They were worried too much.

Extreme measures will cause riots and even casualties in the riots. On the other hand, it is Christmas Eve. This holiday is holy and selfless in Western countries. Even if sinners cannot be forgiven, they will be respected.

So, only two police officers went upstairs.

The black police officer who spoke did not show any joy and tried to say something, but Ye Jun said calmly: "For the sake of God, for the sake of them all waiting to see if their loved ones can survive the crisis, don't disturb them.

Already."

The two police officers looked at each other, and the black police officer who remained silent nodded and said, "Okay, but until the case is investigated, we have the right to monitor everyone present for 24 hours."

"No problem, let's go."

Ye Jun's calmness puzzled the two police officers. This did not seem to be the reaction a criminal should have.

Many years of police career have given the two police officers a sense of understanding, and their original serious faces have softened. They walked away parallel to Ye Jun, one on the left and the other on the right, and chuckled: "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas."

Ye Jun also smiled. When he came downstairs, he looked at the enemy-like formation in front of him, especially when several police officers tried to push Ye Jun down. However, the black police officer on the side waved his hand and said with a smile:

"This gentleman is very cooperative and I trust him."

The few police officers who tried to come forward also breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. They all said Merry Christmas to Ye Jun in a friendly manner, and there was no sense of the tense atmosphere between the police and criminals.

Along the way, Ye Jun kept talking. When he arrived at the police station and stood outside the gate, Ye Jun was in a hurry to enter, and the two black police officers beside him also urged him.

After a while, Ye Jun calmly said: "I don't need to find a lawyer, I just want to see your commander."

After saying that, Ye Jun strode forward, ignoring the puzzled looks of the two police officers behind him. Because along the way, Ye Jun's behavior was too calm, so calm that it gave them an unreal feeling.

Even in the car earlier, when they were sitting in the back seat of the car with Ye Jun on their left and right, they all had an unreal feeling. That is, Ye Jun next to them was like air, squinting, or looking out the window.

, and couldn't even realize that Ye Jun was beside him.

Dong Dong Dong…

"Please come in."

Ye Jun was sitting in the interrogation room with a calm face. He saw a middle-aged white man with a majestic face enter the door with a smile. He politely said Merry Christmas before sitting in front of Ye Jun with high spirits.

"My name is Natson, I heard you were looking for me?"

"right."

Natson's character is that of a soldier who has served in many battles, and has experienced hundreds of battles. To have such an identity in the city of Vancouver, his ability is definitely not bad.

The Western system is different from that of Beijing. If you want to have power, you must have the ability. If you don't have the ability, you won't be able to make a living for long.

Under Natson's doubtful gaze, Ye Jun slowly took off his sunglasses. When he saw Ye Jun's true appearance, Natson's face twitched several times before he shook his head with a wry smile.

"Chief Natson, do you know me?" Ye Jun was a little confused. From the look on Natson's face, it was obvious that he recognized him at a glance.

Just because an Easterner can memorize the facial features of an Easterner does not mean that he or she can memorize the facial features of a Westerner, and vice versa.

Although he admitted that Ziji was famous, Ye Jun did not expect to be instantly recognized by people in the West.

This is a very subtle racial impression. Just like Madonna appears in Beijing one day, it will be difficult for people to recognize her at a glance. Even from morning to night, no one will recognize her. But if you are like Andy Lau or Jacky-you, who are popular

When a star appears on the street, he will be blocked by paparazzi within a minute.

Natson could recognize him at a glance, which obviously confused Ye Jun very much.

"Of course we do. In fact, we have known each other for a long time. Of course, we cannot take this young man lightly if he can become friends with the Brook family." Natson looked at Ye Jun deeply, "Especially, this young man also has the power to

Shocking wealth, and his age is less than twenty years old."

Ye Jun smiled for a while and said with a smile: "Chief Natson, do you believe that I have nothing to do with that case?"

"I believe it." Natson nodded and chuckled: "You can go."

"Thank you Chief Knutson."

Ye Jun was already prepared for this outcome. After putting on his sunglasses again, he opened the door to the interrogation room. Before leaving, he smiled at Natson and said, "I prepared a lot of excuses before, but it seems that they are all useless now."

Here we are, the police in the West are indeed different from those in the East. Chief Natson, I wish you a Merry Christmas."

"Thanks."

After Ye Jun left with a smile, Natson looked complicated.

At this moment, a police officer turned around three times. It was not until he entered the interrogation room that he said in confusion: "Sergeant, just let him go like this? Judging from the information currently available, that case is obviously a fight."

"Of course I know, I don't need you to teach me." Natson glared at the police officer coldly, making the police officer silent, "Don't say this is just a guess, even if you have evidence on hand, you can't even think of prosecuting him.

, his identity is too special."

The policeman's face was full of shock. How could he not be shocked when the selfless Natson could say such things? At that moment, he couldn't help but guess Ye Jun's identity.

After leaving the police station, Ye Jun was in a hurry to return to the hospital. He secretly swore that if anyone was hurt at all this time, he would kill Meng Lafei!

Ye Jun just stood outside the police station, hailing a car or making a phone call, because he was alone and had been taken away by the police before, so many interested people must have learned about it.

He was waiting for an excuse to leave.

"Wow, oh my God, young man, aren't you cold standing alone in this ice and snow?"

Ye Jun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the first person he saw was Vidic.

Seemingly seeing the shock on Ye Jun's face, Vidic smiled and said: "As soon as I heard that something happened to you, even the damn weather can't stop me from visiting you here. Young man, are you okay? That guy Natson

Didn’t I make things difficult for you?”

After saying that, Vidic raised his head meaningfully and glanced at a certain office with the lights on.

"Damn it!"

Natson, who had been keeping a corner of the curtain open, hurriedly lowered it. He originally planned to secretly watch Ye Jun play shime tricks, but he did not expect that Vidic, the current patriarch of the Brook family, would appear on his territory, smiling half-heartedly.

I glanced towards his office and seemed to notice these little moves of his.

"I didn't expect this guy Vidic to be here. Tou Tan, can't you give me some peace and quiet this Christmas?" Natson suddenly had a headache and rubbed his brows. Even a fool would be surprised if Vidic comes in person this time. It will probably happen.

Shime thing.

What's more, Natson also saw another man getting out of the car just now. This man was full of stubble. He was as tall and burly as the bearded man from Tsarist Russia. He could bring huge pressure to people. This man was exactly the same.

The current leader of the Hells Angels, Letterphan.

"Sheriff, below... below..."

One of the police officers hesitated in a panic. Natson, who was already in a messy mood, said impatiently: "That's it. No matter what you hear tonight, just pretend not to hear it. You guys will go home immediately and have a good time."

A complete Christmas, even though this Christmas is definitely the worst and most disturbing one in my life!”

After saying that, Natson put on his clothes depressedly and left angrily.