At the same time, in a luxuriously decorated villa in Jiangcheng, a man was talking on the phone in the living room.
"Jun Feng! Your guess is indeed correct. There are experts in the police station to help."
A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"No wonder something happened to Uncle Seven, there really is a master here." Feng Junfeng had a gloomy expression, and he was Uncle Six's eldest disciple.
Uncle Qi was also considered a master in the "Seven Colors Hell", but he capsized in the gutter.
Feng Junfeng was somewhat aware of the strength of the Jiangcheng Police Department. Except for the hot-tempered Shen Wu, the others were not worth mentioning at all.
Even for Shen Wu, it is not easy to kill Uncle Qi.
Therefore, he suspected that there were experts in the police station helping out.
So, he asked Uncle Liu to send an assassin to assassinate Shen Wu.
If the killer succeeded, it would prove that his guess was wrong, but now that he can't come back, he was probably killed by the master.
Now, the latter has a better chance.
"Jun Feng, how do you plan to deal with that master?" Uncle Liu asked curiously.
"Master! Shen Wu was assassinated just now. This period of time is a very good opportunity. Let's hold our troops still for now."
Feng Junfeng analyzed it and said.
"Okay! You must get rid of that master and help your seventh uncle get revenge."
Uncle Six gave instructions in a serious tone and said.
"Wrap it around me!"
Feng Junfeng nodded with a gloomy expression.
Sometimes, things are just such a coincidence.
Ye Zihao wanted to find a senior disciple, while Feng Junfeng wanted to find a master in the police station. However, what neither of them expected was that the people they wanted to find actually knew each other.
…
Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, a week passes.
During this period of time, Shen Wu's injuries recovered quickly thanks to Ye Zihao's acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine.
Although I can't do strenuous exercise yet, getting out of bed and walking alone is no longer a big problem.
Perhaps it was because Shen Lingshan was very happy to see her father's injury improved.
But what surprised her was that her sister Shen Mengjing seemed a little depressed.
"Xiaomeng! Why are you looking so sad?" Shen Lingshan asked in confusion.
"Yeah? I...I'm fine! I...I may be too...too busy at work recently, and I'm a little distracted."
Shen Mengjing looked a little nervous, and then she quickly explained.
"That's right! It's been hard for you to take care of your father and go to work at the same time recently." Shen Lingshan suddenly realized and didn't care about anything.
"Um!"
Shen Mengjing nodded, and then found a reason to leave.
When her father's condition improved, Shen Mengjing felt that she should be very happy, but she felt a little distressed.
Father's illness was cured by Ye Zihao.
And his own life was saved by Ye Zihao!
In Shen Mengjing's heart, Ye Zihao is her patron saint, protecting herself and the people around her.
Ever since Ye Zihao saved her last time, Shen Mengjing has never been able to forget the scene when Ye Zihao saved her from her mind.
Some memories can never be forgotten even if they last a lifetime.
But what makes Shen Mengjing emotionally entangled is that Ye Zihao is already married, and the marriage is very happy.
The last time he was in the obstetrics and gynecology department, he accompanied Yang Ruobing for a check-up. At that time, he told himself that he was probably going to be a father.
When Ye Zihao became a father, Shen Mengjing blessed them from the bottom of her heart, but she couldn't let go of Ye Zihao.
To be precise, I cannot forget Ye Zihao.
Some people obviously try hard to forget, but in the end it is deeply engraved in their minds.
And Ye Zihao is this kind of person, a kind of man that Shen Mengjing can't forget.
Perhaps because she was feeling depressed, Shen Mengjing called her best friend's phone number.
"Toot! Toot! Toot!"
After the phone rang a few times, someone answered.
"Hello? Xiao Meng? Why did you suddenly call me today?" A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Xiaoxue! Are you free tonight?"
"have!"
"Can you go drinking with me?"
"Drinking? Xiaomeng, isn't this the way of a good girl like you?"
"It's okay! Because I just want to get drunk."
Shen Mengjing smiled bitterly, shook her head and said.
…
That night!
Shen Mengjing was drinking with her best friends in a local bar.
Maybe because she was in a bad mood, Shen Mengjing kept drinking, while Xiaoxue on the side tried to dissuade her from time to time, but it was of no use. Shen Mengjing simply didn't listen to her and kept drinking.
"Xiaomeng! Stop drinking. If you keep drinking like this, you will get drunk."
Xiaoxue continued to persuade.
"Just...just have fun, don't...don't be afraid of getting drunk." Shen Mengjing shook her head, her pretty face turned red, she had obviously drunk too much.
"No! I have to call someone."
Xiaoxue sighed slightly. Looking at her current posture, Shen Mengjing probably wouldn't give up until she was drunk.
At this moment, the person Xiaoxue thought of was Ye Zihao.
The last time she went shopping with Shen Mengjing, she met Ye Zihao and chatted for a few words. Shen Mengjing also often told herself that Ye Zihao was a good person.
Now that Shen Mengjing drank too much, she couldn't take Shen Mengjing away without a man to help her.
So, Xiaoxue took Shen Mengjing's phone number, looked through the phone book, dialed Ye Zihao's number, and told him to come over quickly.
…
For about twenty minutes, Xiaoxue stopped Shen Mengjing from drinking while anxiously looking forward to Ye Zihao's arrival.
However, Ye Zihao was nowhere to be seen, while Shen Mengjing drank more and more.
She even started talking crazy.
"Xiaoxue! I... I like a man, but... he is married, but I still can't help loving him! I... I am so painful! The feeling of secret love is so... so painful."
Shen Mengjing was depressed, and with the help of alcohol, she vented her long-suppressed feelings.
"Xiaomeng! Don't be sad, there are other men in this world!"
Xiaoxue started to persuade.
At this time, a group of gangsters suddenly came over in small groups with evil smiles on their faces.
"Beauty! Your friend is right, there are many good men in this world, and we are one of them. Just pick who you like!"
A gangster with dyed red hair started teasing.
In fact, they have been paying attention to Shen Mengjing for a long time. They have been waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the other party to drink too much, and then take the opportunity to "pick up the corpse" themselves.
Shen Mengjing drank too much and shook her head in denial.
"It's okay! Things get familiar again, let's go out and have fun tonight..."
The red-haired gangster had a wicked smile on his face. Just as he was mid-sentence, he felt someone poke him from behind.
"Num! Who is it? Didn't you see me picking up girls?" The red-haired gangster cursed unhappily, then turned around and saw a strange man appearing in front of him, with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Who the hell are you?"
The red-haired gangster suddenly became angry and cursed angrily.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that my friend lets you go!"
Ye Zihao took a puff of cigarette and said calmly.