The door of the Mercedes-Benz opened, and Wu Xiuhe got in with a face full of joy. A fragrant and soft body came close to her, which made Ximenlang's heart skip a beat. He stretched out his arms to hug her tightly, and ordered: "Drive."
As soon as the motorcade left, Wu Xiuhe couldn't bear the excitement in her heart. She came over with her red lips exhaling like orchid, and kissed her sweetheart's face hard, making a sizzling sound. Then, she whispered in her lover's ear: "Xiaolang
, I miss you so much, we finally meet again!"
Ximenlang smiled and said: "I have been thinking about you. Now that the revolution is successful, we should relax."
The car was speeding along, and the two people in the back seat were cuddling closely, with tenderness and sweetness in their hearts. Outside the car window, many YN people were happily walking on the streets, celebrating the demise of the corrupt government.
The convoy returned to YN Huamen headquarters. That night, Ximen Lang peeled Wu Xiuhe like a white sheep, hugged her in his arms and made love to her. He changed his tricks from time to time, making his girlfriend scream again and again, and she was so excited...
The next day, while Ximenlang was sleeping soundly with his girlfriend in his arms, his cell phone rang. He grabbed it, put it to his ear, and asked, "Who is it?"
The call was made by Feng Buzhi, the elder of the Huamen. He is currently at the helm of the Huamen Kunming. "Chief Sect, someone from the General Political Department of the Central Committee is here and they must see you. What should I do?"
Ximenlang was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Who is here and through what channel did he contact you?"
Feng Buzhi said: "The man's name is Yang Naixin. He has a good background. He is the director of the General Political Department and has the rank of general. He contacted us through Director He of the Yunnan Provincial Public Security Department. Moreover, Director Yang said that this person
The matter is of great importance. If you don't return to the country to see him as soon as possible, Huamen will disappear in country Z within three days."
Ximen Lang frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay, I'll go back right away. Did they say where to meet?"
"Let you go to the Provincial Public Security Department. Director Yang is waiting for you there. Chief Sect Master, I always feel that something is wrong. What if they are not good for you? In my opinion, you should not go to the appointment. You are from the Hua Sect.
Soul, if you have three long and two shortcomings, even if Huamen is safe, what's the use? An organization without a soul is almost like a walking dead." Feng Buzhi said worriedly.
"No, I am the head of the sect. I must not ignore the safety of the Hua sect and my brothers. You don't need to persuade me anymore. I must go back."
Huamen has always respected the head of the sect. Although Feng Buji is a highly respected elder, he cannot go against the other party's wishes. He can only say helplessly: "In this case, you have to be more careful. In addition, I will arrange personnel to ambush in the province."
If there is an accident around the hall, I will do my best to save you. Huamen will never be without you..."
"Um……"
The two sides chatted for a while and made a careful plan. After Ximen Lang hung up the phone, this young man who had always been fearless felt a little uneasy and secretly guessed, what does this chief want to do with me? Could it be that the central government is going to target Hua's subordinates?
Poisoned?
Although Huamen is powerful, it is still an illegal organization in country Z and is subject to government control. Based on this, Ximen Lang did not dare to be careless and hurriedly said goodbye to Wu Xiuhe and sent his men to send his girlfriend back to the Guangming Army camp.
He flew to country Z by himself.
The plane landed at Kunming Airport, and several luxury cars were waiting there. Huamen came to pick up the general manager. Ximenlang got on the car and told the driver to drive to the Provincial Public Security Department.
The general helm of Huamen is in Kunming. As the general sect leader, Ximenlang inevitably has to deal with local officials. He is quite familiar with Director He of the Public Security Department. He has had drinks at the dinner table several times. He came to the Provincial Public Security Department and ordered
A group of followers were waiting in the car, and he got out of the car and went directly into the office building.
A young and beautiful policewoman came forward, her body straight and her weapon provocative. She walked like a willow in the wind, and her posture was very beautiful.
Ximen Lang always likes to observe beautiful women. He has seen a lot of beautiful policewomen, but he has never seen such a big cow. A wicked smile appeared on his face, and he secretly guessed whether this woman's big breasts were natural or man-made.
Maybe it was touched like this by men.
The policewoman stopped in front of him, looked at the handsome young man in front of her with interest, and asked: "Are you Mr. Ximen Lang?"
"It's me."
"The director is waiting for you in the office, please come with me."
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."
"It's okay, it's not troublesome at all. This is my job."
Ximen Lang walked side by side with the policewoman, and felt that the other policewoman was smelling sweet when she walked, and it was definitely not a domestic product, but an authentic French luxury perfume, estimated to be around RMB 7,000 to 8,000 per bottle.
With the beautiful woman by his side, Ximenlang couldn't help but glance over at the trembling Wahaha policewoman and asked: "Are you Director He's secretary? Why haven't I seen you before?"
The policewoman said: "I was transferred here not long ago. I am not a secretary, I am the assistant to the director."
Assistant to the director, I wonder if he helps the director solve his physical problems? Ximen Lang secretly cursed in his heart, no wonder people want to be officials. Being an official is really awesome, with good food, good clothes, and such eye-catching care.
, who wouldn’t envy it!
Ximen Lang chatted and laughed with the policewoman. After a while, he came to the door of the director's office on the third floor. The policewoman knocked on the door twice.
"Who is it?" A voice came from inside the office.
The policewoman said in a cooing voice: "It's me. Director He, Mr. Ximenlang is here."
"Let him in."
The policewoman turned around and said, "Director He is inside, please go in."
"Okay." Ximen Lang opened the door and walked in.
This is not the first time he has come to this luxurious office. However, there are currently two people in the room. In addition to Director He, who is short and tall like a Maitreya Buddha, there is another man wearing casual clothes.
The man was in his mid-fifties, not very tall, with dark complexion, and his eyes flashed from time to time. He wore a very ordinary casual jacket, but he had a certain style that no one dared to underestimate.
When Director He saw him coming in, he hurriedly greeted him, "Ximen, you came just in time. Director Yang was a little anxious waiting for him. Come on, let me introduce you both."
The man wearing a casual jacket was Yang Naixin, the director of the General Political Department. He looked at the young man opposite him in surprise, which was incredible. Although the other person was beyond his expectation, there was no trace of it on his face.
Come on, this is a difficult guy who can't express his emotions or anger.
"Are you Ximen Lang?" Yang Naixin asked in a deep voice.
Ximen Lang raised his head slightly and replied: "It's me..."