Rebirth of the Flying Era

Ma Dongmei was so bored that she didn't dare to speak anymore.

After she came to the capital, she didn't know Ci Xin's true identity.

I even only know that the compassionate person is called Wang Huifang.

When I heard it just now, I realized that this person who had been making trouble for a long time was still a princess.

Even if my father is called Ama, he still calls him "fu". What kind of mansion is this?

When Ma Dongmei was a child, she heard her grandmother say that the royal family of the former Qing Dynasty supported more than one immortal family.

This Aunt Lan San is the Baojiaxian of the owner of the Xianglan Banner.

It's just that Ma Dongmei's historical knowledge is limited and she doesn't know who the owner of the blue flag is.

I wanted to ask what happened to 'Aunt Lan San' in the end, but seeing that Ci Xin was not in a high mood, I didn't dare to ask more.

The two of them went down the stairs.

When passing by the floor where the two Indians stayed, a lot of people had gathered here.

Ci Xin came here just now and knocked down the other person in the corridor with the magic pestle.

She didn't dispose of the body and went straight upstairs.

There was a lot of traffic in this hotel, and there was a man with a split brain lying in the corridor. He was discovered soon after.

The police had been called at this time, and hotel security guards arrived at the scene and were maintaining order.

Cixin and Ma Dongmei came down from upstairs without attracting anyone's attention.

Although the sound of the fight on the roof just now was not quiet, the sound insulation effect of the hotel was good, and the presidential suite on the top floor was not occupied, so it did not disturb the people below.

The two of them went downstairs as if there was no one around, and happened to pass by a young man.

This young man was the one who went to Jiang Zhen's house to deliver the letter.

He didn't notice Ci Xin and Ma Dongmei, and he didn't even take a look at the big fox, which was very rare in the city.

In fact, from his perspective, Ci Xin and Ma Dongmei were just two ordinary-looking waiters, while Er Qing was just a cart delivering food.

This is the power of Ma Dongmei's illusion.

Seeing it without even realizing it can distort your surroundings and make you think of shit as gold without even realizing it.

When the young man saw the people gathered in the corridor, he immediately had an ominous premonition.

I took a few steps forward to push aside the crowd behind me, and looked inside through the front row.

At a glance, he saw the body lying on the ground.

Although he was not close, he recognized the man's skin color and hair.

It was one of the four people from Yinni.

The young man couldn't help but spit at the mouth.

Two people died on Uncle Li's side before.

Now one more person died, and the whole army was just one short of being wiped out.

He didn't know yet that the person he had missed was already dead on the roof.

The young man did not dare to delay and immediately ran downstairs in a hurry.

He didn't care whether these Indian clay men died or not, but this matter was related to Hongxing's next development.

The young man came to Yilu and found a public phone to call back.

However, the phone rang for a long time and no one picked up.

His heart kept sinking. Could it be that something happened at home?

Finally, just as he was getting increasingly flustered, the call was connected.

The young man immediately shouted: "Uncle Da, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a woman's voice came over there, and it wasn't Uncle Da, the housekeeper who always answered the phone.

The young man immediately asked: "Who are you!"

The woman snorted softly: "Tan Meili, Criminal Division, Central Police Station."

The young man was stunned, his brain was a bit unclear. Why was a female police officer in Hongxing Longtou's villa?

He didn't know that Jiang Zhen's villa had been occupied by the police at this time.

Jiang Zhen sat on the sofa, trying to stay calm, his face as heavy as water.

At this time, a tall man in a suit walked in from outside.

Jiang Zhen was stunned and stood up from the sofa: "Detective Lan, what do you mean? You raided my lair!"

The person who came was none other than one of the four great detectives who was once as famous as Lei Luo.

Detective Lan smiled and said, "Brother Zhen, don't be angry. I am also following orders."

This 'Brother Zhen' was more teasing than respectful. As Inspector Lan, Jiang Zhen couldn't afford it.

But Jiang Zhen was even more surprised by the idea of ​​'acting on orders'.

Detective Lan wrote lightly: "Let's go, Brother Luo wants to see you."

Only then did Jiang Zhen realize that it was Lei Luo who asked Inspector Lan to come.

He couldn't help but sneer: "At the beginning, the four detectives were equally famous, but Detective Lan never accepted Lei Luo, but now he is willing to bow his head?"

Inspector Lan didn't care about this tactic of sowing discord and said matter-of-factly: "Since ancient times, those who know the current affairs have been distinguished. Now Brother Luo is the chief. I borrowed his light to be promoted to the position of inspector. Why should I bow my head?" ."

Jiang Zhen pursed his lips and was speechless.

In fact, when Lei Luo was stationed at the police station, he moved out heavy machine guns and mortars.

There are no more so-called four detectives.

The other three people have neither the courage nor the strength.

"Let's go~" Detective Lan said with a half-smile, "Don't let me do it. Don't make it too embarrassing."

Jiang Zhen gritted his teeth.

Although Hongxing claims to have 30,000 soldiers, the real core elite is only a few hundred or even thousands.

Everything else is just scraping together feathers.

When something happens, they either rush in or disperse.

Moreover, now, Inspector Lan has brought people in, and his servants and bodyguards are all under control.

Even if Jiang Zhen wanted to give it a try, he had lost his best opportunity.

"Okay, I'll go with you!" Jiang Zhen was worried. Since he couldn't escape, he simply took the chance.

Jiang Zhen was sent to the police station and met Lei Luo.

In order to wait for him, Lei Luo didn't get off work at all today.

First, he exchanged a few words with Inspector Lan. After Inspector Lan left, Lei Luo looked at Jiang Zhen and the smile on his face faded: "Jiang Zhen, you haven't reached fifty this year, have you?"

Jiang Zhen was stunned and didn't understand what Lei Luo meant.

Lei Luo said in a deep voice: "Why are you so old and confused before you reach fifty? What's going on in Nanyang now? Are you hooking up with those ink-muddy monkeys? Do you really have no face?"

Jiang Zhen said harshly: "Lei Sheng, what are you talking about, the ink mud monkey, I don't understand."

Lei Luo snorted: "I won't shed tears until I see the coffin." "

As he spoke, he reached out and took out a stack of photos from the drawer of his desk.

Above is the scene of Jiang Zhen, Uncle Li, and the few clay sealers talking and laughing.

Jiang Zhen was stunned. He didn't expect Lei Luo to have such a photo.

This shows that his every move has been monitored for a long time.

"How is it? What else do you have to say?" Lei Luo asked.

Jiang Zhen was silent.

He knew there was no point in saying anything now.

But he didn't think there was anything wrong with this. People who don't care for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth.

He met these Indonesians just to develop the community in the next step and to curry favor with the Slater family...

What's wrong with this?

It was not difficult for Lei Luo to guess what he was thinking.

In fact, Lei Luo didn't agree with this idea in his heart.

In the final analysis, Xiangjiang is still the territory of the Yingguo people.

The people here, from top to bottom, have a few clean butts.

Not all of them are begging for food from the Yingguo people.

But the problem is that you, Jiang Zhen, are at gunpoint. Since you want to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, who will die if you don't?

Lei Luo said: "Well, we are all from Chaozhou. Don't say that I, Lei Luo, don't take care of my fellow villagers."

Jiang Zhen's face was expressionless, knowing that he was probably doomed today.

Lei Luo said: "This time you have provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked. Either you can resist yourself, or you will be prosperous..."

Lei Luo didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was clear.

Either you die alone without dirtying my hands.

Or wait for me to take action and the whole Hongxing will be buried with you.

Jiang Zhen pursed his lips tightly, not expecting that things would turn out like this.

I originally thought that I would push Uncle Li to the front desk and hide myself behind the scenes.

You can please the Slater family without taking risks.

But I didn't expect that my cleverness would be mistaken for me.

But Jiang Zhen is also a character. After all, he came from the war years.

He looked at Lei Luo and said in a deep voice: "I can listen to you, but you have to promise to let my son take over."

Lei Luo did not hesitate and shook his head directly: "Jiang Tiansheng? How old is he this year? Even if I push him up, can he sit still? Or do you want to kill this son?"

Jiang Zhen explained: "I don't let him go up now, but I must defend the Jiang family's basic position. This is my bottom line."

Lei Luo understood what he meant. His son was still young and could wait.

After a few more years of growth, when you are in your thirties, you will have a name and a reputation, and you will have qualifications and qualifications, and then it will be natural to be the leader.

Lei Luo must ensure that Jiang Tiansheng is safe and that the orphans and widows of the Jiang family are not annexed before he grows up.

Lei Luo frowned and said, "Jiang Zhen, you are a smart man and should not make such a request."

Of course Jiang Zhen understood that he had no friendship with Lei Luo, and the relationship between a fellow countryman was not worth doing.

To put it bluntly, a fellow Chaozhou fellow, today’s ‘Superintendent Lei’ is a respectable person, and he doesn’t want people to stab him in the back and accuse him of being unkind and unjust for killing his fellow villagers.

But in fact, this kind of accusation and discussion did no harm to Lei Luo.

Therefore, Jiang Zhen must come up with more chips.

Jiang Zhen wanted to understand this logic on the way here.

Du Fei is the only one who can make Lei Luo go to war with him in such a big way.

The relationship between Lei Luo and Du Fei is no secret.

Lei Luo was able to rise to the top because of the equipment Du Fei provided him.

Although the Slater family didn't say it clearly, Jiang Zhen could guess it.

There are various signs that the other party is coming for Du Fei this time.

Jiang Zhen originally didn't want to get involved.

But not long ago, in addition to Wang Xuan looking for him, he also received a call from Zheng Maochun from Yizhou.

Zheng Maochun was a cruel man, and he and Jiang Zhen were old acquaintances.

Wang Xuan and Zheng Maochun were both people Jiang Zhen could not refuse.

The former has mysterious origins, unpredictable methods, and is difficult to guard against.

The latter is the second-ranking figure in the Yizhou Military Qing Bureau and holds a high position of authority.

It's not easy to offend anyone.

Coupled with the endorsement of the Slater family, Jiang Zhen weighed the pros and cons and made a decision.

Now that he has reached this stage, he has no choice but to die as a fellow Taoist rather than as a poor Taoist.

Jiang Zhen said: "Lei Sheng, I want to see Mr. Du. There are some situations where I need to interview him."

Of course Lei Luo was happy with this request.

As long as Jiang Zhen is brought in front of Du Fei, it will be like throwing the pot away.

From now on, whether Jiang Zhen lives or dies has nothing to do with Lei Luo.

As long as he took a little care of Jiang Zhen's orphan afterwards, outsiders would only call him Lei Luo Renyi.