: Why are you pretending to be a big head garlic when you are disabled?

The deck was quiet and neither of them spoke anymore.

Murong Qianqian was waiting, but did not urge Jing Fei.

Jing Fei was thinking hard about how to solve this most likely problem.

This is not a small problem. Once this happens, it will be difficult to solve.

Should the Murong sisters and Hu Ye join forces to oppose the entire Chinese official?

This is obviously unrealistic, but would you give Taozi you got to for nothing?

Not to mention Murong Qianqian would not agree to this point, but Jing Fei would never agree to this level. Is this the country that my woman has built up little by little? Do you want to take it away so shamelessly?

There is no door.

"I know that this problem will be difficult to solve once it really occurs. Even Uncle Song Er from your military sub-district probably won't interfere easily." Murong Qianqian looked at Jing Fei's frowning and sighed softly. Liu Ye brows frowned slightly: "I'm not asking you to do these words today, but just helping Master Hu to pass on a sentence."

"What do you mean?" Jing Fei raised his head strangely.

"Thu Ye said that being able to control the entire underground world of Hong Kong and Kowloon was her lifelong dream, because Tiger Master's grandfather was the founder of the underground world before, so she must do it. Since she has done it now, most of her wish has been realized."

Murong Qianqian's tone was very complicated. When she said this, she looked at Jing Fei: "Thu Ye wants me to tell you something, it is better to be broken than to be completely broken. Since she can control all this in her hands, she can also destroy all this. Even if she destroys everything she has, she will never be a puppet, never."

Murong Qianqian's tone was very firm and her expression was even more firm.

"I understand, even if you want to do it, I won't agree. But you said it's right. If this happens, it's really hard to solve it." Jing Fei smiled bitterly. Of course, he saw that Master Hu's determination was also seen, and Murong Qianqian's ambitions were also seen. These two women were not soft persimmons, and they wouldn't even do anything that was beaten to death by someone as a gun.

"According to my analysis of the official Chinese style of work, the chances of this situation occurring are definitely more than 90%. "Murrong Qianqian's expression was even more serious: "Because the underground world of Hong Kong and Kowloon has been completely in chaos, even if I am well-in-law and I, I, cannot return all this to normal within a few days. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the above. If they give up this opportunity, I will feel an accident."

"Why"

Jing Fei grinned and Murong Qianqian's thoughts were almost exactly the same as his predictions.

Who are politicians? They are people who specialize in playing with people's hearts and various conspiracies. They promised you the moment before that they can repent the next moment, and they are still standing on the commanding heights of interests and morality. Even if they know that they are doing bad things, they will never feel uneasy because they have the most high-sounding excuses. Once this excuse is spoken out, they cannot refute it even if the other party tells it.

Therefore, Murong Qianqian's hidden worries are basically the reality that she is about to face, and it is almost absolute and not exaggerated at all.

"Wait a minute, let me contact Uncle Song Er first and find out the news." Jing Fei looked at Murong Qianqian helplessly.

Murong Qianqian didn't say anything, but walked in quickly and took out Jing Fei's cell phone.

"Jing Fei? I knew you would definitely call me, but I didn't expect it to come so early." As soon as the phone was connected, Uncle Song's majestic and cheerful voice came from it.

"Uncle Second should be very clear about the current situation in Hong Kong and Kowloon, right?" Jing Fei did not say anything politely and went straight to the point.

"It's not clear, but you understand the general situation and the situation." Uncle Song Er smiled gently, and did not hide it: "Don't forget, I sent you a member of the Tiger Shark Team. They will report the progress of the matter to me as soon as possible, and you should know this in your heart."

"hehe"

Jing Fei smiled. Uncle Song didn't need to explain this. Although those people were doing things for Murong Qianqian, they belonged to the military division after all, and being responsible to their superiors was their most direct job. If Uncle Song was distorted by the situation in Hong Kong and Kowloon, it would be incredible.

"Tell me, do you have something to tell me?" Uncle Song Er asked directly without stumbled around the bush.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to ask you, Uncle Er, the situation in Hong Kong and Kowloon has basically been determined, and it will be able to stabilize soon. In this subtle joint, Uncle Er, don't you have any ideas?" Jing Fei asked with a smile, and said the very serious topic in a half-joking tone.

"I know what you are thinking. Let's do this. Where are you? I'll send someone to answer you. Some things are inconvenient to say on the phone. Let's talk about anything in person." Uncle Song Er said suddenly.

"Oh well."

Jing Fei nodded and told Song Tianhe very simply about the approximate location of his cruise ship. Uncle Song Er said it well. In this special period, some words are indeed inconvenient to say on the phone. Who knows whether Uncle Song Er's phone has been monitored? Even a word may cause unnecessary trouble.

In less than ten minutes, a blue armed speedboat arrived at the cruise ship at a speed. The two defenses confirmed their identity. Jing Fei took Murong Qianqian directly to the yacht, saying that he was jumping, but in fact it was more like Murong Qianqian holding Jing Fei. Jing Fei's body is indeed weak now, but now he can't take care of these things. Some things can only be figured out as soon as possible and then solved as soon as possible. It must not be dragged.

Ten minutes later, Jing Fei once again came to the destroyer where Uncle Song was located, but it was different from the last time, and this time he was surrounded by Murong Qianqian.

Uncle Song Er was already waiting on the deck, sitting on a soft chair, in front of him a simple round table with a table of food that could not be rich or shabby. It seemed as if he had prepared for it. When he saw the two, he stood up immediately, but he did not welcome him.

After all, Uncle Song's identity is there, and it is a great honor to stand up. It would be too expensive to take the initiative to welcome him. Of course, if it was Jing Fei alone, Uncle Song might not mind this. He was his own person. But now Murong Qianqian is completely different. The majesty that should be had must be. This is not only his personal majesty, but also the majesty of the soldiers and the majesty of the country.

Facing Uncle Song Er's behavior, the two of them walked over without any surprises.

"Uncle Second, you are not a god, are you? You have set up the table so quickly. It seems that you are ready?" Jing Fei walked over with a smile.

Murong Qianqian didn't say anything, but just held Jing Fei's arm with a smile on his face. It seemed that the two of them were very close, but in fact, Murong Qianqian was supporting most of Jing Fei's strength. Jing Fei's body was very weak at this time, and he had to breathe even if he could only take a few steps. This time his injury was not a little bit worse than the first time.

"I was going to have dinner, and I happened to receive your call, so I asked them to prepare two more dishes." Uncle Song also smiled, and then looked at Murong Qianqian with a smile: "This is Miss Qianqian, right?"

"Hello, Commander Song." Murong Qianqian smiled politely, with a respectful attitude, and this is also for Jing Fei's sake.

"Why, I'm reluctant to part with you now. It seems that you are still very loving." Uncle Song Er nodded and suddenly said, his tone was neither yin nor yang, and even his smile seemed to be a bit slight and not smiling.

Jing Fei was immediately amazed and crying. Of course, he knew that Uncle Song was unhappy. He thought he was Song Lele's boyfriend, but now he was hugging another woman intimately. Anyone would probably be angry.

"Uncle Second, you really misunderstood this time. I don't have the energy to walk around now. Qianqian is supporting me. Don't you think I'm here to give you eye drops? Am I that idiot?" Jing Fei quickly explained that this misunderstanding cannot continue, but it will kill people.

Sure enough, Uncle Song Er's dissatisfaction immediately disappeared after hearing this, and he turned into a hint of worry: "What? Are you injured? Is it serious?"

After Jing Fei's reminder, Uncle Song immediately noticed Jing Fei's face. It was not a pale or gray. In short, it was very abnormal. His mood, which was already suppressed by some things, suddenly became heavier.

"It's not very serious. It's just that it accidentally hurts the central nervous system and the whole body is disobedient." Jing Fei said exaggeratedly, talking nonsense, and the truth about being beaten up by a mysterious woman is absolutely impossible to tell. Even if he says it, no one believes it, and maybe he thinks he is a lunatic.

"Is the central nervous system injured?" Uncle Song Er's face suddenly changed, and then he suddenly cursed: "You boy, how can you be dead? I'll give you so many people what dangers are there to let him do? What are you going to get involved with yourself? You..."

As he spoke, Uncle Song's face turned pale, with nervousness and anxiety, a very complicated look

"Well, Uncle Second, don't be excited, I haven't finished speaking yet." Looking at Uncle Song's angry look, Jing Fei knew that he was making a big joke this time, so he quickly smiled and said, "I'm hurting the central nervous system, but it only affects the paralysis nerves. It's not too serious. However, the whole body is not very obedient for the time being. You have to recover slowly for a while before you can get strong."

"Really?" Uncle Song Er asked loudly, a little disbelief.

"Of course it's true. Uncle Second, you see, I don't look like a paralyzed now, right?" Jing Fei pointed to his nose speechlessly.

Uncle Song Er looked at Jing Fei up and down again, and then he let out a long breath. Seeing that Jing Fei was very depressed, he didn't look like a disabled person. He basically believed most of the time. Then he stretched out his feet and kicked a chair in front of him, cursing: "You are all disabled, so why don't you sit down quickly? Why are you standing here to pretend to be a big head?"
Chapter completed!