Evil President 【End】

From this day onwards, almost half of Yan Shengjie's subordinates were mobilized, using a carpet-like and terrifying search to find out the members of the Russian Federation Mafia in the United States one by one.In the history of the underworld in the United States, this is already a fairly large-scale revenge action.

All arrested members, each asked for 10 US dollars.For Mi Zun, it is not only extortion, but also robbery!However, he knows the pros and cons of it better than anyone else, no matter whether his subordinates live or die, it will be very difficult for anyone to be willing to work for him in the future.Therefore, no matter how much he hated him, he gritted his teeth and paid the reward in exchange for the lives of his subordinates.After all, Yan Shengjie's previous 80 billion euros were honestly returned by him, still in such a passive and embarrassing way.But there is no way around it. In the United States and even Europe, the ghost sect that Yan Shengjie belongs to is the local snake!

Leng Yiran recovered from his injury very quickly. Even the doctor said that his physique is really strong enough. It would take three months for an ordinary person, but he might not even take one month.During this period, Zhixing stayed in the hospital to take care of him, and the relationship between the two was much more harmonious than before.

Because the glass house next to Baiyan Lake was destroyed, Zhixing simply moved to the hospital, so that it would be more convenient to take care of the cold.And Mrs. Liu followed Xiao Ji and the others to a high-end bungalow in Dallas, where she cooked some soup and sent it to the hospital every day.

In another week, I can be discharged from the hospital.He booked the plane ticket to fly back to China in advance, and if he stepped out of the hospital gate with one foot, he would step into the airport with the other foot, for fear Zhixing would change his mind.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Liu walked into the ward with the boiled bone soup, followed by Xiao Ji and Lan.

"Hey, Xiaoji, why are you here?" Seeing him, Zhixing was very happy, went over to touch his handsome little face, and said with a smile, "Did you miss me?"

With a sullen face, Xiaoji glanced at the person on the bed, then glared at Zhixing, "Stupid woman, you haven't been back for a long time."

Lan also said, "Yes, Miss Zhixing, have you forgotten us all?"

Without her, the big house suddenly became deserted.Especially when I think of someone's sullen smile, it makes people shudder.

"How could it be?" Zhixing sat on the sofa with the two of them, brushed their long hair together, squinted their cat eyes, and snarled at Leng Yiran who was drinking soup, "This guy is the only one here, I don't worry about it .”

Xiao Ji's lips were tightly pursed, and his brows gradually drew into a line, "Then, are you going back with him?"

Zhixing lowered his eyes and smiled, "Yeah."

Lan became anxious, "Miss Zhixing, why don't you just leave? If you leave, what will Master Jie do?"

"What should I do?" Zhixing put down the corners of his mouth indifferently, and wrote lightly, "Here, we are all passers-by."

"But……"

Lan wanted to say anything more, but Xiao Ji stopped her, raised her eyes, and looked at her, "Stupid woman, if you are unhappy after going back, come back right away!"

Zhixing smiled and nodded his nose, "Okay, I see!"

Leng Yiran put down the bowl, smiled at Mrs. Liu, "Thank you Mrs. Liu."

"Hehe, you're welcome."

Looking back, his eyes swept to the people here.Just bumped into Xiao Ji, who had a faint indifference on his immature face.Leng Yeran raised his eyebrows, amused by his obvious hostility.

After seeing off Xiaoji and the others, Zhixing sat on the sofa boredly, flipping through the newspapers of the day.When she saw the report about Yan Shengjie, she frowned unconsciously, and read it carefully, not letting go of any word.

When she learned that he actually challenged Mi Zun publicly, a hint of worry flashed across her eyes.Immediately, he shook his head and was quickly thrown away by her.That guy is used to walking on the blade of the death scythe. To him, these things have long been used to it.

"Weaving Star?"

"Ah?" Zhixing regained consciousness suddenly, only to realize that Leng Yiran had already stood in front of her, a pair of quiet eyes, watching her quietly, "I have called you three times, what are you thinking, then Trance?"

"Oh, nothing." Zhixing closed the newspaper casually.

Slowly, a faint smile appeared on his slightly pale cheeks, "The room is too stuffy, please go out for a walk with me."

"okay!"

Zhixing supported him and walked out of the ward.

In the corridor, Leng Yiran's tall and handsome appearance attracted the attention of countless people.The two are just like ordinary couples, cuddling gently together, and the harmony of the picture is just right.

When he came to the garden, Zhixing slowed down and asked carefully from time to time, "Would you like to take a break?"

He smiled and shook his head, "Hey, don't think of me too weakly, that little injury is nothing to me."

Zhixing looked at him contemptuously, "Tch, I don't know who was beaten to death at that time!"

Leng Yiran turned around quickly, approached her face, raised his eyebrows, "Do you feel distressed?"

Zhixing's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, his face changed slightly unnaturally, and he said firmly, "I don't feel sorry for you! Stop putting gold on your face! I'm afraid that if you die here, your mother won't treat me It would be strange to tear it up!"

He smiled slightly and stared at her, as if, although this wasn't stunning, it was a face with enough personality that he would never get tired of looking at her for a lifetime.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar black figure under the peach blossom tree.He raised his lips and smiled, turned around without a trace, blocked Zhixing's sight, locked her pupils, and said word by word, "No one can take your place in my heart! So, even if I have to pay Life, I will protect you and prevent you from getting hurt!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand and hugged her lightly.The movements are so skillful, so gentle, the situation and the situation cannot be rejected by anyone, everything happened just right.

Zhixing snuggled into his arms, didn't speak, just lowered her eyes.

Under the peach blossom tree, there were colorful falling flowers, that black figure turned around without haste, walked away proudly with the amazed eyes of passers-by.

Leng Yiran raised the corners of her lips, watching him leave, but a layer of frost gradually appeared in her deep eyes.

Throughout the day, Zhixing was always a little restless, unable to tell what was going on.Thinking of the contents of that report, I felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen.

At night, Leng Yiran slept soundly, she didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed her bag and left the hospital.

When I got out of the gate, I saw a cool sports car parked at the door at a glance. The man in the car, with a cigarette in one hand, stuck out the window, flicking down the ash from time to time.

That hand, beautiful, slender, full of artistic atmosphere.

Zhixing was startled suddenly, narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and walked over gently.