Zhuo Ting said the truth with a calm expression: "My elder brother is Zhang Zhifeng, and all friends in Hong Kong call him Azhan."

Gao Chengkun forgot the unhappiness in his heart for a while and asked suspiciously: "Your eldest brother's surname is Zhang, why are your surname Zhuo?"

As soon as he said that he knew that he had asked too much. He heard from her tone that her elder brother was not an ordinary person. Of course, she hid in Beishan and hid her name. The name Zhang Zhifeng was too popular. Gao Chengkun still looked confused when he thought about it carefully. He had never heard of such a person.

At this time, Zhao Daxi's advantage of reading more books online was reflected. When he thought about the big things that happened around 1998, he suddenly remembered that he came alone.

He mentioned him calmly: "Have you heard of Zhang Ziqiang? Her brother Zhang Zhifeng is one of the four great kings under Zhang Ziqiang and is very respected."

Gao Chengkun was frightened and jumped up: "Who, Zhang Ziqiang, who kidnapped Li Ka-shing's son?"

Zhao Daxi felt embarrassed when he saw his appearance and said a few words to him: "Why are you yelling? Are you afraid that others will not hear it? Zhang Ziqiang was shot last year... Uh, her brother is just that."

Zhuo Ting seemed to be calm at this time, and Zhao Daxi understood her quite well. There was a famous bandit brother. No wonder she used excuses to dodge every time she went to Hong Kong, and always hid in her room and refused to go out. No wonder she wanted to hide in a poor place like Beishan, where news is not available.

I calmed down and hooked my fingers and called Zhuo Ting over. Miss Zhuo's charming face was full of surprise expressions, so I still obediently brought her face over.

Zhao Daxi whispered in front of her ear: "I have something to ask for help."

Zhuo Ting nodded slightly, and Zhao Daxi discussed with her politely: "Can you go back to Hong Kong and help me find a few people?"

Zhuo Ting struggled a little: "Yes, but they only recognize money, not people."

Zhao Daxi nodded knowingly and avoided her a little: "I'll give you 100,000 yuan. You can find a few people for me within three days, it's best to let them bring the guys."

Zhuo Ting looked down at the ground without control. In her heart, Brother Zhao sometimes looked like a reincarnation with perfect plans, and became careful like a gentleman. Now he became cruel like a desperate person who did not recognize his relatives. He didn't know which one was his true intention. Zhao Daxi was unwilling to stay there, and arranged everything to get up and leave. When he went outside the Happy Google Dance Hall, he looked back and Gao Chengkun followed him nervously.

Zhao Daxi deliberately made a fuss to him: "Just your promising prospects, you have not vowed to others. If you don't say it, you will like such a woman with a story?"

Gao Chengkun was angry and embarrassed: "How did I know that her brother has such a deep relationship with Zhang Ziqiang? My mother, Zhang Ziqiang is the number one bandit in Asia. If anyone gets involved, would it be better? I would have known that her brother was the Four King Kongs, and I wouldn't be able to be with her."

Zhao Daxi grinned and ridiculed him a few words, and went home to wait for the result. Zhuo Ting had been there for two days, and Gao Chengkun could not sit still, so he still got off the business of Yongxing Car Shop and ran to Zhao Daxi's office. He jumped up and down for a while and couldn't get idle. Sometimes he sighed and sometimes sat next to him in a daze.

Lin Haicao felt a little strange: "Haha, what's wrong with Cheng Kun?"

Zhao Daxi laughed and scolded with anger: "It's a shameless thing. I want to eat tofu and I'm afraid of being hot. I can't let go of others and I'm afraid of death."

Lin Haicao nodded slightly: "Oh, you mean Sister Tingting."

Zhao Daxi was really troubled by the third son of Gao, so he hugged Lin Haicao and hid farther away. The two of them went back to Zhao Daxi's house to close the door. Teacher Lin is also a very clean person. She put on a sleeve and apron to wipe and wash around, dressing herself up like a beautiful little chef.

Zhao Daxi lay on the bed, looking at her woman lazily. Lin Haicao was tiptoing to wipe the cupboard. She could only stretch her arms to wipe it. Her figure was so slender that she was perfect. Her stretched body even showed a little white waist. Her long hair was tied into braids and made her look purer. Her slender butt under her slender waist and her straight and slender legs showed beautiful lines under the cover of her close-fitting trousers. As her toes were taller, the traces of the short underwear in her trousers were clearly visible.

Zhao Daxi could not bear it. He hugged her from behind with his hands and rubbed her little ears and said softly: "Don't wipe it, I don't live at home."

Lin Haicao subconsciously replied: "It's not good to be cleaner at home."

As soon as she finished speaking, she could already feel the man's hot body temperature. Zhao Daxi just pressed her small round butt tightly, and it was already numb to the bones. Her heart was numb and enjoyment deliberately rubbed between her tender legs. Lin Haicao was like a poor little white rabbit in his arms. The blush gradually spread all over his body, and his already soft body became softer and weaker. Zhao Daxi rubbed for a while and finally couldn't bear it. He reached out to untie the belt on her slender waist, and pressed her on the cupboard and pulled it down. Lin Haicao's trousers on his legs and underwear were pulled to the bend.

After another faint and slight panting, Zhao Daxi finally gasped for a comfortable and thick breath. After that, Lin Haicao habitually bit her lips, grabbed the cupboard in front of her with his little hand tightly, and endured the man from behind her, bringing her waves of strong pleasure.

When both of them were lying on the bed comfortably, Lin Haicao was so comfortable that she was half dead, and she let Zhao Daxi tease and play with her tender flesh on her chest.

Zhao Daxi was happy and said tentatively: "Seagrass, I did something that I'm sorry for you."

Lin Haicao tried hard to open his eyes and spoke in a sweet voice: "I knew it long ago. You and reporter Xu are in a relationship. Is there anyone in the factory who doesn't know."

Zhao Daxi sighed and said, "I really treat her as a confidante."

Before he could finish his explanation, Lin Haicao tried hard to support his soft and fragrant body, sat up from his arms and proudly straightened her waist. Although she was thin, she was never skinny, and the areas where she should have flesh were full. At this time, the sunset shone outside the window, which shone on her perfect upper body and looked as white as snow.

Lin Haicao casually put his loose hair up and said proudly: "Preview fairly, will I lose to her?"

Zhao Daxi sat up with her and felt a little nervous. He admired how those mistresses would hug each other ten years later without changing their faces and their hearts were not beating. It was really a great science.

On the afternoon of the third day, at Zhongshan District, Dongguan City, Times Square.

A police car was parked far away on the outside of the square, and Zhao Daxi held the steering wheel and looked at it with great interest.

Company Commander Kong, who had changed into casual clothes, suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "Brother Zhao, there is no need to spend money to hire outsiders, isn't it just to scare him? If you say something, we will do it for you."

Zhao Daxi turned his head to look at him: "The style of a soldier is not so good. If something happens to you, how can I explain to Commander Chi?"

Company Commander Kong was not a settled person either, and muttered in a low voice: "The commander is in Fujian, how could he know if no one says it?"

Zhao Daxi waved his hand indifferently: "This kind of thing can be repeated, no one will mention it in the future, just watch the show."

The two of them cheered up and looked into the distance. Jinyang's Ford sedan slowly drove over, as if they were going to cross the square to the building opposite. Zhao Daxi had already found out that he had to walk this road every day, staying at his wife's house across the street for a while, and knowing what to do without asking.

As soon as the car entered the square, two people suddenly jumped out of the roadside, pointed two guns at the car window and shouted not to move. At a glance, these two knew that they were professional kidnapping, which was very neat. Ford ignored them and increased the accelerator and hit them. The two gunmen were shocked and pulled the trigger together. The bullet hit the Ford window at close range, leaving only a few clearly visible bullet marks. Ford accelerated through the square and drove away.

The two kidnapping experts were embarrassed and quickly put away their guns and ran away. Zhao Daxi held the steering wheel and slowly exhaled.

Company Commander Kong was also surprised: "Bullet-proof car?"

Zhao Daxi couldn't help laughing and shook his head. Although he had expected the result to be like this, he still felt a bit exaggerated. How much does a bulletproof car cost? No one can't get out of tens of millions of dollars. Then he thought about it and felt relieved. He wouldn't blink if he spent no matter how much money a person like Jin Yang spent in order to get in and out.

At night, Zhaojia Village.

Zhuo Ting also looked helpless: "They can't tell you, but the deposit of 100,000 yuan will not be refunded according to the rules."

Of course, Zhao Daxi didn't care and asked her softly: "Where are you going? Do you still want to stay in Beishan?"
Chapter completed!