Chapter 150, stealing the beam and changing the column (3)
"Everyone, wait a moment!!" Shalang still looked like he was smiling, and he emphasized the word 'wait a moment' deliberately, as if it had some other meaning, like some kind of signal. Anyway, in the hall
The Tianmen brothers all squinted their eyes, and the atmosphere changed slightly. The guards of each family, who had always been vigilant, were keenly aware of the strangeness, and tightened their nerves one after another, focusing on alert.
Di Cheng did not explain or comfort him. He sipped the tea in the cup leisurely and allowed the two sides to look at each other.
After ten minutes of silence and tension, the bamboo door on the left was pushed open, and Sha Lang returned to the hall again, followed by... none other than Jin Xuan!
"Instructor Jin, long time no see." Seeing the former chief instructor of the Secret Service in such a state of decline, everyone's mood was relatively complicated. If they were not from the standpoint of their family, they might have sighed... Why is this so hard? If it had been
If he were more rational, he might be in a different situation, instead of being wanted across the country and being hostile to major families.
"I'm causing trouble for you." There was no seriousness, no indifference, and no arrogance. Jin Xuan's behavior at this moment was very free and easy, very indifferent.
Wang Weitao recovered from his trance and said: "No need to say anything unnecessary, you should understand our purpose of coming here."
"Understood, I'll go with you."
Wang Weitao narrowed his eyes and stared at Jin Xuan: "You can go, but the first step is to make sure that you are Jin Xuan!"
Jin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean?"
"As the top officer of the Secret Service, you should know one thing better than us - a person's appearance can be changed! Put on makeup? Wear a mask? There are many ways, just like when your men sneaked into Kurosaki Prison. With all due respect,
There are hundreds of thousands of disciples in Tianmen. If you find a few desperate ones with similar body shape and appearance, and modify them a little, you can 'clone' more than one Jin Xuan."
Di Cheng tapped his fingertips on the table a few times and stared at Wang Weitao across the table with squinted eyes: "Are you questioning my character or my credibility?"
Wang Weitao met Di Cheng's gaze: "This has nothing to do with character and credibility, it is a normal inspection and review. Just like business, no buyer will give up the necessary inspection procedures just because the manufacturer has a good reputation. Friendship and credibility are
On the one hand, the necessary procedures still need to be carried out. Mr. Di, if you and I were to change positions, I'm afraid we would be as careful as we are. So... forgive me, we have to check!"
After saying that, he raised his hand to signal behind him, and five men carrying large suitcases walked out of the crowd. After a simple nod and a salute, they walked directly towards Jin Xuan.
"This is Tianmen, you can't be arrogant!" Yang Jing frowned, raised his hand and waved violently, and more than a dozen burly men rushed to come up, all of them were first-generation Black Armed Forces soldiers, as if they were full of killing blood.
He broke out of his body and enveloped the five people fiercely: "Where do you want to go?"
The guards from all the major families looked suddenly cold, and they all took a few steps forward, exuding a strong aura like iron blood without showing any signs of weakness, and stared at the soldiers of the Black Armed Forces with fierce expressions. In order to prevent unexpected situations,
The accompanying personnel selected by each family are all carefully selected powerful subordinates. They are not only good at marksmanship, but also have outstanding fighting skills!
They showed their fighting spirit. More than fifty Tianmen members in the hall slowly clenched their fists, their expressions changed to ferocious, and the beast-like bloody aura collectively spread and condensed, and they faced off tightly!
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became extremely solemn!!
"What do you mean?" Wang Weitao and Fang Jian's faces darkened, and representatives of other families also frowned.
"I also want to ask, what do you mean?" Di Cheng slowly leaned on his seat, the Human Emperor's unique strong momentum spilled out little by little, and his knife-like eyes went back and forth on the faces of Wang Weitao and Fang Jian.
Sweep: "I promised to hand over my brother to you, which is enough to give all your families face. I will leave him here and take him away. Yes, but with the minimum courtesy and respect. Who dares
Don’t blame me, Di Cheng, for being so arrogant here!”
Fang Jian suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "This is just a routine inspection, there is no other purpose."
"If I say no, I won't! If you are polite, I will treat you with courtesy. If you are rude, I will not be lenient."
Wang Weitao said coldly: "A reckless man is a reckless man. He doesn't understand etiquette and cannot be educated."
The faces of Yang Jing and others completely darkened. Many people put their hands on the table and slowly stood up. The restless evil spirit filled the air, escalating the already tense atmosphere at the scene again.
"Fang Jian, Wang Weitao, pay attention to the tone and way you speak. We are here to guide people, not to cause trouble." Seeing that things were developing abnormally, Xiong Weiyi immediately stopped him and warned: "Look at your feet, here.
It’s not the Fang family or the Wang family, this is Tianmen! If you really cause any trouble because of your own reasons, with all due respect, no one from other families will help you."
Jin Xueliang advised: "If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows, so why not let him check you."
Mu Xijie and others did not want to cause more trouble, so they successively persuaded Fang Jian, Wang Weitao, Yang Yi and other few people who wanted to watch the fun secretly curled their lips and pretended to come out to smooth things over.
Di Cheng raised his hand to signal Yang Jing and others to sit down first: "Fang Jian, Wang Weitao, apologize to my brothers for what you just said."
"Apologise? You want us to apologize?" The two of them almost knitted their brows into a knot.
"Who else could it be if it wasn't you? Am I asking for a dog? Or some kind of beast?"
"How dare you!" The two of them were furious and slapped the table and stood up. But the moment they stood up, Yang Jing and others who had just sat down all stood up, and the manic and bloody aura spread out without reservation. A pair of eyes looked at each other.
It was bone-chilling, the heavy breathing was like an angry beast, and the originally quiet and elegant environment was covered with an invisible layer of blood.
While the guards of each family were secretly frightened, their bodies were slightly curled up and their knees were tense, like lying cheetahs that might strike back at any time.
If Yang Jing and others are restless beasts, these soldiers who have withstood the baptism of war all year round and are honed by special training are like unsheathed steel knives. One side is bloody, the other is sharp, the other is manic, and the other is fierce. They never give in or give in.
Cowardly, show your strongest momentum.
When the atmosphere in the whole room was so depressed that it was about to collapse, on the table next to it, Anne casually fiddled with the handheld computer in front of her, her red lips parted slightly, her face was slightly cold, and she said unhurriedly: "Fang Jian, male,
Born on October 10, 1959, the third son of Fang Hongen, the head of the Fang family, is currently the director of the Human Resources Department of the Hunan Provincial Government Affairs Administration. He lives in Unit 301, Building 4, Unit 3, Jianshe Road, S City. His wife, Zheng Xiumei, is 38 years old.
A housewife, she goes to the Yangxin Bodybuilding Club in the city center to do yoga at 8 a.m. every day, returns home at 11 noon, goes shopping and plays cards in the afternoon, and is at home most of the time in the evening. Her daughter, Fang Lanlan, is 17 years old, a sophomore in high school, studying in
Shibei No. 2 High School. I leave home at six o'clock every morning, go home for self-study at eight o'clock in the evening, and spend the rest of the time in school."
Fang Jian's heart skipped a beat, he stared at Annie and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do? Threaten government officials?"
"Just a reminder, be mentally prepared. Maybe one day when you go to a nightclub to have a good time, the person waiting for you will be... your daughter!"
"How dare you!!" Fang Jian was furious and stood up in excitement.
"As you said, we are barbarians, a gangster, and uneducated. When we encounter problems, we will solve them in our own way instead of using words to bargain." Annie didn't even look at him, just flipping through the pages to herself.
He quickly turned to the computer screen, paused with his fingertips, and continued: "Wang Weitao, male, March 1960..."
"That's enough!" Wang Weitao interrupted in a deep voice, staring at Di Cheng: "Stop your intimidation tactics. I can apologize for what I just said, but... Jin Xuan must check the authenticity. This is the principle!"
Mu Xijie said: "Both sides take a step back, let's stop the matter here, stop these meaningless arguments, and get to the point quickly. Di Cheng, we don't mean to disrespect you, and we ask you to understand our difficulties. Jin Xuan's
The identity needs to be verified, this is the order we received before arriving."
Many family representatives nodded one after another, indicating that this was indeed the case, and also indirectly expressed their attitude that Jin Xuan's identity must be checked, and it is a comprehensive and detailed verification check!
PS: Outbreak! It broke out today, let’s see how the mice steal the news!
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