Zhang Jian helped Mr. Hou Xin to the infirmary on the third floor, watching Hou Rong busy taking care of the unconscious members. Due to insufficient space in the infirmary, all members were neatly arranged in two rows according to the gender of men and women. Hou Rong stroked her hair and put a small cotton pillow under the neck of each member.

Old Man Hou Xin said to Zhang Jian in secret again, with a little proud tone: "Look, my Rong'er is very virtuous. Why are the good girls now and rare?" Zhang Jian turned the old man a blank look. Now you are teasing me again, and the previous words made me doubt life.

Hearing the footsteps upstairs, Hou Rong stood up with a smile and came to Zhang Jian's side, took the old man's hand from Zhang Jian and helped him to sit down on the only sand chair in the infirmary. Zhang Jian was standing among a group of unconscious members, and suddenly he held Zhang Jian's little feet firmly with his hands. He looked down and saw that this confused guy was Hou Zheng. At this time, Hou Zheng was confused, with white foam remaining on the corner of his mouth, and his body was like an old lazy catfish entangled Zhang Jian tightly. I don't know what kind of dream he was having, but he shouted from time to time: "Rong

Er, Rong'er, I like you." Zhang Jian stood there stiffly, either leaving, or not leaving. Hou Rong, who was washing towels, looked back at Zhang Jian at this time, and smiled "puchi". It was indeed easy for a big man to hug another man's legs. After laughing, Hou Rong walked over slowly and carefully helped the unconscious Hou Zheng with gentle strength to let his hands loose from Zhang Jian's feet. Zhang Jian raised his foot with a wry smile and said to Hou Rong: "Your senior brother seems to like you very much, even if he is thinking about you in his dream."

"I know," Hou Rong handed Zhang Jian a clean towel, then took out a small bottle of medicinal wine from her bag and sprinkled it on the towel. While wiping the unconscious Hou Zheng's head, he answered Zhang Jian's words: "But I don't like him, I'm greedy and stupid and have no ability. I must find a strong man in the future. He doesn't meet my requirements yet, so you're good." After saying that, she threw the towel in her hand on Hou Zheng's face, turned and leaned into Zhang Jian's arms. The soft black hair fell on Zhang Jian's chest, Hou Rong raised her head, and her eyes were discharged.

After blinking, the slightly deepened eyeliner in Zhang Jian's gaze made her look particularly charming. Zhang Jian was holding a towel in one hand and holding the other hand firmly by her, and he did not dare to move. A hot force burst out from her small body, pushing her and Zhang Jian's body tighter and tighter. A sweet fragrance of flowers and plants spread out from her small body like wet mist on the tip of Zhang Jian's nose. For a moment, these wonderful throbbing made Zhang Jian's heart beat faster, and his hands became even more at a loss.

"Ahem, please pay attention. There is still an old man here." Old man Hou Xin shook hands and coughed.

"Grandpa!" Hou Rong let go of Zhang Jian as if he was electrocuted, covering his face for a long time, his cheeks were slightly red, and he whispered to Old Man Hou Xin. Zhang Jian was also confused. Recently, there were always beautiful young ladies teasing me, but someone always interrupted me at critical moments. Is it really that there is no peach blossom in his life?

"Du thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu

"Old Zhang, are you doing something now?" His voice calmly and as deep as ever, but Zhang Jian still heard that he was a little tired now.

"It's nothing," Zhang Jian signaled to Old Man Hou Xin and Hou Rong that he had a phone call, and quietly walked out the door to avoid disturbing them, "If you have something to do, I'll help me?"

"You know, our special bureau has not enough staff. Recently, I've been busy with a lot of work in other places. So far, I haven't even collected all the staff in the team, so all these dirty and tiring work have to be done by my team leader. The money allocated by the bureau in the past two years has been given to the families of the fallen soldiers in the Nanjing Military Region. It is said that it was the loss caused by our error in information. We asked us to compensate. This is really a bitten by a dog. It's annoying! Even the informant named Lin Rui in the last undercover operation bureau, we couldn't make up the money for his family, so I bought an urn to send it to him. The staff in Hangzhou District have rebuilt the construction of the Hangzhou District, and they all come to ask for money. Lao Zhang, I have a hard life. I finally became the team leader of the Hangzhou District, but I didn't have money. I was only in my thirties, and I saw one drop by one day..."

"Stop being poor, there are 100,000 people in total. One person a day, you can't get bald even if you fall for another twenty years. Let's talk about it, what's wrong?" After a few days of contact, Zhang Jian understood that the bad hooded man on the underground arena of the disaster was his nature. He looked serious and was just perfunctory to do business. Zhang Jian remembered the informant named Lin Rui in his words, which was not the coach Lin from the Taekwondo Hall. Zhang Jian's heart broke out and his eyebrows were frowning. Unexpectedly, the special bureau could not even give the money from the informant, but the monkeys fell and the monkeys were scattered, and the children who had no source of income came from the future.

How should I live? Zhang Jian looked at the old man Hou Xin who was sitting on a sand chair and closed his eyes to rest. Suddenly his eyes turned, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a small idea took shape in his heart. Then he pretended to be angry and said, "Captain Chu, you have to make the decision for me! Today, when I was doing business in Xiacheng District, I met a madman. It was useless for me to show him the black notebook you gave me, and he also said that it was useless for all the masters in Hangzhou who were special in Hangzhou. On that piece of land, he was the rule." Zhang Jian pressed the hands-free button on his phone while walking, and the sound suddenly turned to everyone in the room.

"I know your kid's strength. You won't be able to do anything." Chu Xiao asked hesitantly in a voice.

"I told you that it was Lin Rui's Taekwondo Hall. A group of people came to bully their orphans and widows. I saw that they were experts in the road and didn't do anything. When they came forward to argue with them, they brought out your name Chu Xiao, and it didn't work." Zhang Jian continued to make up stories and led him to put on the trap. Hou Rong, who was sorting out medical supplies, covered her mouth and laughed quietly. The small bell on the silver-white bracelet made a crisp and pleasant sound with her trembling forearms. Although she didn't know what happened, she felt that the guy named Chu Xiao was very likely to be tricked by Zhang Jian. The old man Hou Xin was sitting watching the scene in front of her with some fun.

"What? I bully the families of informants in the bureau. Even if there is no yarn in the bureau, my Chu Xiao's name is hard currency in the Hangzhou realm, which is equivalent to the RMB in the dark realm. They don't even buy this, and there are still guys who are not interested in the RMB now? Hell! I don't even care about the RMB. Do these guys have people, party, and country in their eyes? Our great chairman in my heart! Zhang Jian, I'm now ordering you to hand him the RMB in your hand, and I want to see if they dare to tear them... Well, no, I'm talking about handing your phone to those guys. I want to know whether the name of Chu Xiao, the leader of the Hangzhou District of China Special Bureau, is useful or not." After Chu Xiao finished speaking, he murmured to Zhang Jian in a low voice: "Old Zhang, tell me in a low voice that guys have any backstage? You know, the bureau has regulations that are not allowed to cause trouble now."

"No, there are just a bunch of guys who are grabbing territory. They said they are from Hou Xinshe and a gym chain." Zhang Jian hurriedly got rid of the relationship, but still revealed it slightly. As for whether he could react, he would be more blessed.

"Hou Xinshe? Something is the case? But what if he doesn't matter, they are tired of living." Chu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Zhang Jian's words, so he insisted that Zhang Jian transfer his phone to those guys, and he wanted to see if King Chu Xie was a figure in the Hangzhou territory.

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