The arrival of Yanhun added a little joy to the depressed people. Together with Wolong around them, the five of them went out to have a big meal and drank until two o'clock in the morning. It was regarded as catching the wind for Yanhun, but Yang Yu's face
I have never been very good-looking, and even when I smile, I feel a little forced.
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After returning to their residence, Sima Wei and Ouyang Haibin finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Sima Wei asked with concern: "Ayu, are you worried about something?"
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Ouyang Haibin carefully observed Yang Yu's face, and it turned out to be a little pale.
Yang Yu violently slapped his forehead and said with a wry smile: "I don't know, but I always feel very uncomfortable. What's wrong? Damn it!" After that, he hit his head hard.
A flash of light flashed through Zhou Wolong's eyes, and he suddenly said: "There will be a mysterious connection between people who are close to you, especially relatives who are related by blood, or your lover who is closely related to you.
This is a view that I believe is somewhere between materialism and idealism.”
Hearing Zhou Wolong's words, Yang Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and instantly he felt that the extremely uncomfortable feeling that enveloped him suddenly surged, and even a trace of panic and panic surged from deep inside his heart.
come out.
"I declare to the whole world that I love you. I just want to be with you. This heart is fearless and too determined. I am so lucky that I can meet you..."
A clear and melodious ringtone rang on her mobile phone. This was a song that Zhang Xiao had sent to Yang Yu some time ago, and she told Yang Yu to use it as a ringtone. She would check it carefully when the two met.
But now this song, which used to make Yang Yu sound particularly fresh and warm, made Yang Yu's heart tremble and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.
As soon as he saw the number, Yang Yu's mind suddenly exploded, like a thunderous explosion.
With a crazy look on his face, Yang Yu put the phone to his ear and almost roared: "Hey!! Mom, what happened?! Did something happen to our family!!!"
The sobs of Yang Yu's mother Zhang Ruying were heard on the phone: "Xiao Yu... you go home quickly! Your dad... your dad..."
Listening to the words of his increasingly sobbing mother, Yang Yu's eyes widened, and then he took a deep breath to suppress his fear and sadness and said: "Mom, I'll go back right away, wait for me!"
After hanging up the phone, Yang Yu saw everyone staring at him with concerned and anxious eyes. He sniffed slightly and said calmly: "Something happened at home. I'll rush back right away. The arrangements for Wolong Studio will be handed over to me."
I’ll give it to you. Besides, I probably won’t be able to participate in the rest of the games... Let’s talk about it..."
After that, Yang Yu was put on a coat and walked out while putting it on.
"Is the boss going out?"
Zhuang Fei walked a few steps from Sun Buping's room and came to the door, pulling the handle. This is one of the professional qualities required for a senior bodyguard. Even though the video surveillance in the room showed that the door was empty.
He was alone, but as an elite of the special forces, he could never just trust his own eyes when it came to investigation. Therefore, he had to go out a few steps ahead of Yang Yu to personally determine the safety of the scene.
Currently in Yang Yu's studio, Ji Jiao Yong, Huang Jian, Shan Bai Fei and Liu Chongfeng are still in the hospital. The other two team members are in Hong Kong and will be here soon.
Not coming.
Among the three people in the studio who live in the same place, Sun Buping lives in the house where Yang Yu and the others live to protect Yang Yu's safety, while Zhuang Fei lives on this whole floor and is the closest.
Among the residents in the elevator, they monitor the studio area of the entire floor. Li Baocheng lives outside, in a house along the street directly opposite this [Xincheng Building], monitoring the entire building and its surroundings.
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There is a rule for three people. This is an emergency period. Liu Chongfeng is hospitalized and the other two team members are far away in Hong Kong. The only three people have to always assign one person to take care of Liu Chongfeng. Therefore, the scope of their bodyguard functions has been severely reduced, but they must
One thing that needs to be guaranteed is the absolute safety of Yang Yu, the boss. No matter what happens, Yang Yu must be protected by one of the three people.
Now Li Baocheng has gone to the hospital to take care of Liu Chongfeng, and Sun Buping has gone out to conduct surrounding investigations. Zhuang Fei is the only one left in Yangyan Studio, and his first task is to ensure Yang Yu's safety. Apart from that, will
Take care of Ouyang Haibin, Sima Wei and the rest, as well as the entire company.
"Drive me back to my hometown, it's urgent." Yang Yu's face was extremely pale, but there was a kind of composure that he could barely maintain in his voice.
"Okay!" Zhuang Fei's answer was simple and powerful. He knew the reason why Yang Yu was so urgent, because the conversation between Yang Yu and the others in the living room was transmitted to him almost all the time through precision camera equipment.
A dedicated computer screen, this is one of the many invisible probes arranged by Sun Buping. Of course, the premise is that it has Yang Yu's consent. It can be installed in the living room, but it is not required in the bedroom.
The two of them took the elevator directly to the underground garage. Zhuang Fei drove out a gray-white "Dongfeng Citroen". This was a 140,000 yuan car that Sun Buping asked to buy some time ago, but it cost Yang Yu more than 30 million.
, this is still thanks to Sun Buping's connections, otherwise, the price will have to be at least doubled. On the surface, it is just a Dongfeng Citroen, but the performance of this proud car, especially its protective capabilities
, already comparable to an armored vehicle.
Although Yang Yu couldn't name the several weapons inside, he also knew that this one was called a pistol, that one was called a micro punch, and the thick one should be a rocket launcher. This round thing seemed to be somewhat similar to the flash bomb on the CF...
,…
Zhuang Fei drove the car calmly, speeding on the highway. Occasionally through the rearview mirror, he would catch a glimpse of Yang Yu lying on his back in the back seat with his eyes closed, his face showing a kind of silent pain and sadness.
Whether it was from his own feelings or from his mother's sobs, Yang Yu was sure that something serious had happened to his father, or even life-threatening.
Scenes of once-familiar scenes emerged uncontrollably in my mind.
Have you ever remembered the thunder and lightning, the heavy rain, and the fever that made you unable to open your eyes? I shrank in this man's arms. I couldn't feel the rain at all. I could only hear the crunching sound of heavy footsteps under my feet in the muddy water, and the sound above my head.
When I felt the hot breath, I had a childish thought. This embrace is the safest embrace in the world. If I am in this embrace, I will never die.
Do you remember that when you first received the certificate of excellence as a good student, this man was so happy that he ran and jumped with his arms in his arms, shouting, "We are going to have a talented person in the Yang family." That night, he was sitting in front of his ignorant self.
At my request, I went to the city to eat KFC and see the big tiger.
Do you remember that every time I reached out to this man to ask for money, he never frowned. He believed that if his son could spend money, he would definitely make money when he grew up. He always believed that every time his son spent money, he would make money.
Every penny has its own reason. Whether it is to buy school supplies or play, eat and drink, these are all things that a son really needs. As a father, he will definitely support it 100%.
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Have you ever remembered...I wonder how many times you have remembered... Yang Yu felt his nose began to feel sore and his eyes were already filled with tears, but he resisted not letting them fall.