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Chapter 387 Great Hermit in the Market

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An operating room has the lights on all night.

The medical staff entering and leaving the operating room looked hurried.

More than 20 people from the army compound led by Wu Jie, Wei Ziwen and Tian Li gathered together to wait for the results of the operation. Wu Jie's grandfather and father had already left the hospital.

One is the only remaining founding father of the Republic, and the other is the current chief minister, who holds a high position and is in a hospital. The impact is too great and is not a big deal.

The younger sister was injured, especially her right ankle. If not for timely treatment and proper treatment by doctors, she would probably have become disabled. Old comrade Yang Chen's condition has become increasingly critical. He has multiple penetrating injuries on his body, hemorrhage and shock, and the consumption of physical strength and energy is so huge that he is almost exhausted.

the point.

Wu Jie, who was sitting in the rest area waiting for the results of the operation, was thinking about this, his face was livid, his eyes were frighteningly cold, and Wei Ziwen, Tian Li and others were also gnashing their teeth in hatred.

"Anyway, we've already broken up. I'll find some experts to kill you." Wei Ziwen looked ferocious.

Wu Jie shook his head, and the group of people who were ready to make a move were immediately disappointed. However, Wu Wu's next words made their blood boil with excitement, "I will destroy Zhang Lingfeng with my own hands!"

"Old Wu, even if the sky falls, we will support you together. Ruirui is not just your sister, she is our sister. Yang Zi is not your brother alone, but our common brother." Wei Ziwen said stubbornly,

Tian Li also nodded heavily, and the others followed suit, sharing the same hatred.

The eastern skyline glows slightly, and a new day has arrived.

The door of the operating room opened, and the surgeon came out. Wu Jie and others quickly gathered around to ask about the situation. The doctor took off his mask and said solemnly: "My life is out of danger for the time being, but because the injury is too serious, I am afraid that I will not be able to exercise strenuously in the future. My physical fitness

Well, if you recover well in the later period, it may not affect your future life."

After the doctor finished speaking, he walked away quickly.

Wu Jie was stunned and felt unbearable. The undefeated warrior king who held many records with sharp blades fell from the altar and became a mortal?

Hua Xia Hui.

In the pavilion of the exquisite courtyard.

Zhang Lingfeng is playing chess and Go with Li Min.

Influenced by their fathers, both of them are proficient in this art. You come and I go, and they are equally matched.

While the game between the two was in full swing, Mr. Kun, who played the role of butler, walked quickly into the courtyard and pavilion, leaned over and whispered a few words in Zhang Lingfeng's ear.

Zhang Lingfeng didn't wait for Mr. Kun to finish speaking, and slapped the chessboard with his hand. The black and white chess pieces bounced and clattered to the ground. Li Min was caught off guard and was startled.

Yang Chen was rescued.

Zhang Lingfeng found it difficult to accept the fact that the old man in his family almost disowned his grandson. The elders of the whole family blamed him. He had lost thirty dead soldiers who had put a lot of effort into training, and only got this result. It was so embarrassing!

"Madman...how..." Li Min asked in surprise.

"The person surnamed Yang is not dead." Zhang Lingfeng let out a long sigh, his face uncertain.

Li Min nodded thoughtfully, rubbed a sunspot in his palm, stayed silent for a long time, then changed the subject and said, "Wang Ping's birthday is today, will you go?"

"Go, of course. If I don't show my face at this time, others will really think that I am afraid of Wu Jie's revenge." Zhang Lingfeng stood up with a sneer, looking like a king who dominates the world.

Master Kun hurriedly bowed his waist to show off his master's majesty with piety.

At night, the thousand-year-old ancient capital is brightly lit, with constant traffic and blooming flowers.

Mix, the most popular rock entertainment bar in the imperial capital, is known as the king of nightclubs in the capital. There are many beautiful and sexy girls, and glamorous men and women coming out of luxury cars enter from time to time.

A good atmosphere, fun and unique features are the enduring operating philosophy of mix. Tonight is a bit special. Wave after wave of young men and young men are pouring into mix. Hundreds of men and women gather together, occupying a large area.

The young ladies are either school beauties or models, and they are pretty and delicious.

Several idiots who thought they were awesome went up to chat with them one after another. However, they were kicked down by a strong man in black who suddenly appeared, picked him up and threw him out of the bar. After one of the idiots was knocked down, he started shouting hysterically about how old his grandfather was.

The officer still couldn't avoid being taken out.

At first, he pretended to be calm and calm, smiling at the busy men, but gradually he stopped laughing and wondered who they were. When Zhang Lingfeng walked in surrounded by seven or eight people, the eldest young masters all came to greet him, and they rushed to call the prince. At that moment, some of them looked on.

The person suddenly realized it and then stayed away from him.

"Wang Ping, happy birthday." Zhang Lingfeng wished the overjoyed young man in front of him. Wang Ping was not considered a heavyweight in Zhang Lingfeng's circle.

"Thank you, Prince..." Wang Ping smiled from ear to ear. It was only a matter of face that the Prince came to support him.

Zhang Lingfeng became the focus of the audience. Wang Ping, who was supposed to be the protagonist tonight, was very happy to play a supporting role. More than a hundred people surrounded Zhang Lingfeng like stars holding a moon in their arms, raising their glasses one by one.

"Cheers!" Zhang Lingfeng took the wine glass from Wang Ping and raised it symbolically. More than a hundred men and women cheered in unison, and people around him looked at him sideways, either surprised or curious.

More and more people flocked to the mix, and as the atmosphere increased, people gradually ignored the existence of Zhang Lingfeng and his gang. Some were drinking, while others were looking for hot girls or handsome guys who were suitable to attack. There were also a large number of men and women gathered on the dance floor in front of the DJ stage, and they

Two foreign girl DJs wearing only bikinis were swaying and shouting.

Zhang Lingfeng and his group occupied a large area of ​​seats, chatting, drinking, and reminiscing about old times. Some of them, without their female companions, walked to the dance floor unwilling to be alone.

Just as the men and women on the dance floor were touching each other and twisting their bodies passionately, another group of domineering men came in menacingly and forcibly dispersed the dense crowd on the dance floor.

Arrogant and arrogant, he went straight to Zhang Lingfeng and Li Min.

The person taking the lead is none other than Wu Jie.

When Zhang Lingfeng's people saw Wu Jie, they stood up one after another. In a crowded mix, the two groups faced off a few steps apart, attracting the attention of the entire audience.

Wu Jie glanced coldly at the people blocking the road, lit a cigarette, lowered his head and took a puff, and walked straight forward. Dozens of people followed him. Zhang Lingfeng's people didn't know what to do and retreated again and again, retreating to Zhang Lingfeng's side.

"Do you have a problem with me?" Zhang Lingfeng stared at Wu Jie with a smile, fearless.

"Yes, beat you." Wu Jie talked, and fired the smoke of only two mouthfuls to Zhang Lingfeng's face, bullied the arrow, slapped the person down, followed by Zhang Lingfeng, who had no power to fight back.

His face turned pale with pain.

"Wu Jie, don't mess around!" Li Min yelled angrily, and the rest of the Zhang family were filled with indignation, but no one dared to take action rashly, including the several Zhongnanhai bodyguards who were accompanying him.

They knew very well who Wu Jie was.

"You can do whatever you want, why can't I?" Wu Jie asked with a ferocious smile. Li Min was speechless. Seeing Wu Jie staring at him for a moment, she felt chilled in her heart.

With the support of several people, Zhang Lingfeng stood up straight with gritted teeth, but was kicked down by Wu Jie again. Young Master Wu looked at the audience and said domineeringly: "Whoever dares to help him again, I will destroy him. If you don't believe me, try it."

Nearly a hundred people were helpless and dared not speak out.

"You have the guts to kill me." Zhang Lingfeng, who was bleeding from the mouth and nose, struggled to sit up. After finishing speaking, he laughed wildly.


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