Chapter 340: Outstanding Grandson

The helicopters and Hummers blocked the gate of the city central hospital for a while. Passers-by around stopped and looked at them with horror on their faces. Some people probably had never seen such a situation in their lifetime.

The gangsters in the van were frightened and their faces turned dark green with horror. They always liked to pretend to be the tiger's power, and relied on the large number of people to show off their power in the streets and alleys. They always thought they were the overlord of the city, but they didn't know that in front of Hummers and helicopters, they were not.

The young yellow-haired man was sitting in a van in the middle. The little brother sitting next to him was frightened and trembled all over. He muttered and repeated: It's over, now the game is over, the troops are all here.

The young yellow-haired man jumped and slapped at the younger brother beside him, cursing: "Murmur your damn bad stuff, what's the end of the game? The crow's mouth is just a few military and a helicopter!"

Brother Huangmao, what should we do next? The other brothers all looked at Him with their eyes.

Huangmao took a deep breath, spat out of the car window, and shouted: What else can he do? Escape! After saying that, he opened the car door and jumped out of the car first, turned around and ran to the hospital. According to Huangmao's idea, there was a Hummer at your door and a helicopter flying in the sky. I ran into the hospital building in one breath. Don't you believe that you, the group of soldiers, could blow up the building?

This yellow-haired skill is quite agile, and compared with ordinary gangsters, it is absolutely amazing. He took a few big steps forward and was about to run to the steps at the entrance of the hospital. The yellow-haired smiled proudly and said in his heart: Look at how can you guys do to me!

The thought flashed through my mind, and my toes were about to step up the steps when I suddenly heard a bang in the sky, and a screaming sound in the air passed by, and the yellow-haired young man fell to the ground in response.

Immediately behind the young man with yellow-haired men, several little brothers had already jumped out of the car. Seeing this sudden change, everyone was sweating in their bodies. They clearly saw that the yellow-haired calf was hit by a bullet. After the bullet passed through the yellow-haired calf, it shot into the stone steps.

ah!

The young yellow-haired man covered his legs and screamed after realizing it. It was absolutely unpleasant to be penetrated by a bullet. He had been in the road for so many years and had been hit by a lot of knives, but compared with the pain in front of him, getting a knives was like tickling.

Blood flowed out through the yellow-haired young man's fingers, and immediately turned a large area of ​​ground around him red.

The shot just now was shot from a helicopter in the sky. A dark muzzle stood there. A serious soldier was staring at the bottom with a gun. There was no expression on his face. He was holding a medium-sized machine gun in his hand. He could accurately hit the calf with a machine gun. The technique was absolutely extraordinary. You should know that the machine gun was used for strafing, not for point shooting.

In an instant, the surroundings were quiet. Apart from the heart-wrenching and painful screams of the yellow-haired young man lying on the ground, the sound of propellers of helicopters in the sky, and the sound of a few streets of sound, without any sound, as if everyone unconsciously slowed down their breathing, for fear of a little more sound.

Outside the gate of the hospital, Zhang Yi sat in a black SUV. After seeing the situation in front of him, he gritted his teeth and drove the SUV to leave the scene quickly. He put on his Bluetooth headset and dialed out the phone. The phone was called to Lu Daneng. Zhang Yi apologized: Brother Neng, he failed again.

On the phone, Lu Da Neng's voice was calm and he said: Ayi, forget it, we admitted it this time. I didn't expect that the Prime Minister Chu had a relationship with the military. It was not cost-effective to offend the military for a new energy project. Come back.

OK, Brother Neng. Zhang Yi said in a dim tone, Lu Daneng is a competitive personality, isn’t he the same Zhang Yi? The fat that he had just got was gone, and he felt very angry.

A group of mobs could not resist the PLA's aura. After the young yellow-haired man was knocked down, all the gangsters in the van took the initiative to come down and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy. They usually show off their power and rely on their power. At this time, they have to recognize the situation and fight with the troops. That would be a complete dead end.

The helicopter landed and took Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao to the plane. With countless eyes on it, it flew into the sky and flew towards the army in the southern suburbs. The Hummers blocked at the entrance of the hospital also retreated in an orderly manner, leaving everyone's sight amid a rumbling roar.

The zhjs018 unit belongs to the Jiangsu Provincial Military Region and is a garrisoned force in Wutong City. It is not very large in scale, with only two regiments of troops, but the forces of these two regiments are all elite troops.

The leader of the 018 unit was named Ye and was named Ye Qingnian. Although he only had two regiments under his command, he was at the level of a division commander. He was only 40 years old now. Ye Qingnian's life experience is amazing. Grandpa Zeng is said to be a generation of martial arts lord Ye Wen. Ye Qingnian does have good skills. His signature is Ye Wen's Wing Chun Fist.

The helicopter landed in the courtyard of the garrison. Ye Qingnian helped him and received a secret order from the central government. Although he did not know the specific identity of the young man who was carried off on the plane, he had heard about the legend of the Wolf King in Mobei in the past, but he couldn't understand one thing. It was just a soldier king in Mobei. As for whether the central government secretly issued a secret order, it was obviously not in line with normal logic.

Ye Qingnian is a decisive person. He has been in the army for more than 20 years. His current status is achieved little by little by little by little by little with his own hands, and he will definitely not be mixed with any speculation.

Ye Qingnian personally came forward and took the unconscious Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao into the room arranged in advance. This was a room that was not luxurious, but had everything. In order to take care of Lin Kun in all aspects and avoid any accidents, two of the top doctors in the army were specially arranged to accompany them.

After everything was arranged, Ye Qingnian returned to his private office and called his superiors and reported the situation. The superiors did not have too much language, but only said one word: OK! There was no mention of Lin Kun's life experience. Ye Qingnian was curious and was about to ask for a question, but was coldly rejected by his superiors. As a soldier, he must not have curiosity!

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingnian felt very depressed. He had made some contributions and his superiors were too indifferent to him and he didn't reveal anything to him at all.

At this time, in a mysterious courtyard in Yanjing City, an old man with white hair was sitting in the pavilion playing chess. The old man had already faded out of the stage of Chinese politics, but the person who played chess with him was now well-known and was an absolute leader in the core of the Chinese red regime.

Master! An old man in his fifties ran on the path outside the pavilion. The old man was quick and his feet were full of wind when he ran. Ordinary people could see that the old man had real skills on his legs.

The old man didn't raise his head, and kept looking at the chessboard, and said lightly: Xiaoliang, how many times do you want me to say it to you before you can remember that no matter what happens, remember not to panic.

This old man is called Xiao Liang, which gives people a feeling of discomfort. Usually, the little liang we talk about must be young in our twenties, and people in their fifties have never heard of anyone called Xiao Liang.

However, based on this situation, the old man with white hair and beard is at least eighty years old, and it is indeed reasonable for Xiao Liang to call Xiao Liang, who is in his fifties.

Xiao Liang ran to the old man with white hair and said happily: Master, he is fine!

The old man with white hair and hair and hair flew with joy, but he quickly calmed down. He pointed to the expectation and said to the absolute leader of the core of the Chinese Red regime who was playing with him: Xiao Xue, who do you think you should be most happy?

The old man called Xiao Xue smiled slightly and said with great respect: Teacher, I think it is the initiator of this matter.

The old man with white hair nodded with satisfaction and said: My grandson is Renjie, and the Zhu family's future hall will still rely on him to support it. If the young turtle grandson surnamed Lu really made my grandson have a few flaws and said nothing, hehe, but his cold tone has revealed the meaning.

The old man called Xiao Xue said: Teacher, the student should congratulate you, and finally there are successors.

Old Zhu sighed long and said: Xue, you are right. Our Zhu family has finally succeeded. Just by the grandsons of the bastards around me, the Zhu family will sooner or later be defeated by them.

Teacher, you don’t have to worry too much about this. How many famous families in China are in the end, but they are defeated and have no successors. As the saying goes, raising a son in poverty and raising a daughter in wealth. Once the son is rich, it is not a good thing. I don’t know the sufferings of others and do things outside all day long.

Old Zhu smiled slightly and said: So, I am very glad to have such a grandson. Although he is not perfect now, I believe he must be the pillar of my Zhu family's future and will continue to prosper with the family!

The old man called Xiao Xue clasped his hands together and said like an oath: Teacher, Xue Yongde promised that he would do his best to sacrifice the prosperity of the Zhu family. The prosperity of the Zhu family is my prosperity!

Mr. Zhu smiled and waved his hand and said: Xiao Xue, your words are very touched, but it is not easy for you to sit in this position today. Most of them are obtained by yourself. On your life path, I am just a function of turning stones into gold. Stones will not turn into gold, but only they are gold. Your Xue family has been poor farmers for generations, and you should also create the glory of your family by yourself.

Xue Yongde said firmly: Teacher, I don’t need the glory of creating a family, I just need to do my best to contribute to the Zhu family!

Mr. Zhu smiled and shook his head, looked at Xue Yongde, held a chess piece in his hand, pressed on the chessboard, and said: Xiao Xue, you lost.

Xue Yongde smiled awkwardly and said: Teacher, I still can’t get you.

Mr. Zhu laughed: So, ginger is still so spicy, but it’s a pity that this world has not left me much time. In the future, these great rivers and mountains will be your old and strong people.

Xue Yongde: Teacher, you will definitely live a hundred years of life!
Chapter completed!