C1220 Remember to Leave Her Alive!
In this world, there are always some abnormal people.
For example, on television, it was said that a thief from M Country... When he entered someone else's house to steal, he happened to run into his favorite team to play games. Thus, he excitedly watched the game and was eventually blocked by his master in the house.
Little hen and the others were naturally not foolish to that extent. However, after they did something that they were proud of, they were unable to say it out loud. They would feel extremely uncomfortable in their hearts, and this would give them a feeling of regret.
Hence, when she thought that Lian Fangfei would undoubtedly die, the little hen did not mind and exaggerated the truth of the tragedy of the dynasty.
However, not long after the little hen finished speaking, Lian Fangfei had an abnormal behavior. She raised her hand to pluck her hair but was grabbed by her wrist. She could not even struggle free!
"Who, who are you!?"
The little hen, who felt that something bad was about to happen, cried out in panic in her heart. After waving her right hand, the snow white knife slashed towards Lian Fangfei's snow white slender neck.
However, before the knife in the little hen's hand reached Lian Fangfei's chest, it felt a sudden pain in its crotch. It let out a miserable scream as it saw stars in front of it. It threw the knife away and covered its crotch.
Lian Fangfei suddenly grabbed the little hen's wrist and fiercely hit its knee to knock him out. Dongzi, who was standing at the entrance of the dining hall, took out his gun without saying a word. Just as he was about to raise his hand, he heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the air. It came from the back of the sofa behind Lian Fangfei!
Dongzi only had time to hear such a sharp cry before he felt his neck tighten. His body suddenly jerked backwards and then he lowered his head.
Before all his consciousness disappeared, Dongzi saw a black thing under his chin. He wondered, What is this thing...
When the scream was heard, the first reaction he had when he saw Chen Dao knock the little hen unconscious was to pounce on Lian Fangfei!
Regardless of why Lian Fangfei was so bold, Chen Dao did not care. He only wanted to control this woman and then deal with the rest of the matters. At this time, he also saw someone jump up from behind the sofa. But he didn't care because Scar was right behind him.
As Lian Juntuan's men of sacrifice, Chen Dao naturally knew Boss Chu's family's situation. The boss had a useless son and a daughter.
Chen Dao didn't pay attention to what the boss's daughter was doing before, but now he paid attention to it.
Chen Dao originally thought that even if Lian Fangfei had trained a few times and succeeded in ambushing the little hen without any preparation, she would not be that powerful.
But in fact, this woman was not only powerful, but also very powerful. With Chen Dao's skills, not only did he not catch her in the shortest time, but he was also fiercely pressed against the bridge of his nose with his left elbow.
As the blood came out from his nose, a huge fear rose in Chen Dao's heart. He was fooled. This was definitely not the real Lian Fangfei!
"Ah..." A very short scream came from behind when Chen Dao staggered a step back.
"Scar Mourn!" Chen Dao turned around and saw the man who jumped out of the sofa with his back to him. He reached out his right hand with his right hand and pinched Scarface's throat with his right hand. The man's eyes were bulging.
"Chu Yang, remember to keep him alive!" Just when Chen Dao was stunned on the spot, Lian Fangfei, who had given him a nosebleed, did not take the opportunity to attack him. Instead, she shouted.
Chu Yang? Was this man Chu Yang? How could this be!?
Just as Chen Dao foolishly looked at his brother who was slowly lying limp on the ground, that man turned around.
When Chen Dao saw the man's face, he believed that the man in front of him was Chu Yang.
After seeing the real Chu Yang in front of him, Chen Dao completely lost the will to resist. He wiped his nose and said with a bitter smile, "You are the real Third Prince Chu, the Chu Yang who is called Assassin King?"
"Yes, I am Chu Yang. When you pretended to be a murderer, you should have studied my information very carefully." Chu Yang looked at Chen Dao coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man.
"Hehe, then why did you and Lian Fangfei..." Chen Dao said and turned to look at Lian Fangfei, only to see that she had changed into another appearance, much more beautiful than the real Lian Fangfei.
Qin Chao held the gluten mask with his right hand and said lightly, "Since you can pretend to be Chu Yang and commit a crime, then I can also pretend to be Lian Fangfei and let you tell the truth."
Chen Dao did not know who Qin Chao was, but he knew that he had done such an evil thing as pretending to be Chu Yang. It was definitely the most extravagant dream for him to walk out of this room alive from Assassin King's hands.
Based on Chen Dao's experience, he had 120 reasons to believe that everything that they just 'confessed' should have been recorded. In fact, Chu Yang did not need to do it at all, just like the girl behind him had said. Leave some people alive.
After thinking about this, Chen Dao hated the little hen to the core. 'How the f * ck did you search the house?!' How could you not know that such a big living person was hiding behind the sofa? F * ck you!2
If Chu Yang was someone else, even if he was more powerful than Chu Yang, Chen Dao might not have the negative feeling in front of him. At least he did not know who he was. That way, he would have the courage to fight to the death.
However, Chen Dao not only knew Chu Yang (mainly through the photos in the research materials), but he was also very familiar with this person's style. He knew that this time, even if God, Buddha, and Harry Jesus arrived together, he would still be dead. The more he resisted, the more miserable he would die!
One! A person would not even dare to resist before his death. This was undoubtedly an extremely painful matter.
But who could be blamed?
In this world, once someone did something wrong, they would be punished by the heavens sooner or later.
God had always been a fair guy. For example, he had spoken now. "Seeing that the sun is still writing in the middle of the night, I'll give him a nice date tomorrow!"
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The afternoon of July always made people sleepy. The blood sugar in the human body had also dropped to the lowest point in history. If something went wrong, it was very easy to get angry.
However, Cao Guodong, the director of the City Bureau in Beijing, had encountered a big problem at the moment. However, not only did he not dare to lose his temper, but he also had to smile.
He was the director of the City Bureau, the capital of Huaxia. He was a famous person. Even the deputy governor of the City Bureau had to bow and flatter him in front of him.
It could not be helped. As the heart of Huaxia, Beijing held a high position. People who went out from here to the place would see a senior official.
But then again, he threw a brick on the fifth floor of Beijing. It would hit the place where the officers of the three departments were located. It was the director of City Bureau. Sometimes, it was best to keep a low profile... In fact, it was impossible for Cao Guodong not to keep a low profile because there were more than a dozen people sitting in the office. It was not something he could afford to offend. Every sentence he said... He had to think carefully.
These dozen or so people all had grim expressions on their faces. They sat around the oval round table in the small City Bureau meeting. Most of them were around thirty to forty years old. Their positions might not be higher than Cao Guodong's, but they each represented the major factions in China. Every word they said was what those factions wanted to express.
Therefore, as the spokesperson of Chu family, Cao Guodong had no other choice but to smile at these people.
Deputy Director Tang Kun (the spokesperson of the Xie family), who had come from the Cultural Bureau of the city, picked up the teacup to moisten his slightly smoking throat. He smiled slowly and said, "Haha, we are all smart people sitting here. What is the purpose of sitting here? I won't say much. Anyway, everyone knows it. Cough, cough. Director Cao, it has been a week since Chu Yang broke out of prison, right? I don't know what the City Bureau (hinting at the Chu family of Jinghua) is planning, but after I return... It's good to talk to our director."
One. The deputy bureau chief of the Cultural Bureau had interfered in the case of Chu Yang's jailbreak. This already had an evil nature, but none of the people present felt that it was abnormal.
Ever since the 'tragedy of the dynasty' in Ji Nan, the actions of the various factions had finally jumped from behind the scenes to the front desk. They all sent representatives to the City Bureau to participate in today's top-secret meeting.
This was something that had never been seen before in the upper echelons of the government. The faces of these large factions were like the faces of the villagers' committee. They were asking for something without any reservation.
Just as Tang Kun finished his words, the department head of the Water Conservancy Department, Song Yu (the spokesperson of the Huang family) He said with a gloomy face, "If the tragedy of the dynasty is far from Beijing, then my cousin (distant cousin Huang Xiuzhao) was shot and killed. The City Bureau should at least give an explanation, right?"
Following their words, the representatives of the Hua family, Lin Family, Tian Family, and other major factions all spoke. Only Colonel Chen Wei, who represented the Qin family, sat there with a straight face and did not say a word.
Sigh, looks like I can only do as Old Master Chu instructed. Hopefully, Qin family would not throw out a bigger problem for Qin Chao's sake. Heh, it was really difficult to be a spokesperson under such circumstances... Cao Guodong smiled bitterly and stood up from his chair. He raised his hands and pressed them down. Just as he was about to say something, Someone knocked on the door of the small meeting room.
This meeting was of a higher level than the top-secret meetings held by the City Bureau in the past.
Before the meeting at ten o'clock in the morning, Cao Guodong had strictly ordered his subordinates not to disturb the meeting unless it was an urgent matter.
Because this seemingly unassuming meeting would involve the major direction of China's politics in the future. Although these people would not say stupid words like 'I want the position of Jiannan's Mayor', Cao Guodong had to record today's meeting. Report in detail to Old Master Chu.
But now, just as Cao Guodong was about to open the door and speak frankly, someone knocked on the door. This made him frown. He walked around the table and walked to the door. He opened the door.
Standing outside the door was Cao Guodong's secretary, a young man in his late twenties.
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