arms tycoon

"Do you want me to help you find evidence? My God, the National Security Bureau is full of food? You want a civilian to help you." Fu Ming joked with Zeng Ziguang. He was about to arrive at the school. He was at the school gate, Seeing Zeng Ziguang who was on the phone, Zeng Xiaoting was still standing beside Zeng Ziguang.

Fu Ming tried his best to calm down his mood. The plan just now was indeed good, and he explained everything clearly to Zeng Xiaoting, but Fu Ming noticed that when Zeng Xiaoting saw him, his eyes were full of happiness and anticipation. It became impossible to say anything again.

"I thought you weren't going to school anymore." Zeng Xiaoting had already learned about what happened to Zeng Ziguang and Fu Ming from Zeng Ziguang's mouth, but her opinion of Fu Ming had not changed.Even if this is really a dangerous person, even if he really killed someone, but that person is also a bad person.She still remembered that the man in front of her was desperate to save her country.

Fu Ming covered up his emotions, at least from the look on his face, he didn't have so many worries. "I sent a text message to tell you that I will come to school when I come back. Waiting for me here? Why don't you go in first."

With red eyes, Zeng Xiaoting jumped at Fu Ming's broken, and hugged Fu Ming tightly. "Bastard! I miss you..."

Fu Ming could only pat her on the back lightly, and then looked at Zeng Ziguang whose face was covered with black lines.

"Fu Ming." Zeng Ziguang called softly.

Zeng Xiaoting let go of her arms very reluctantly, and let Fu Ming walk up to her brother.

Zeng Ziguang pulled Fu Ming over and put his arms on Fu Ming's shoulders like a hooligan. The two of them turned their backs to Zeng Xiaoting and whispered something. "My sister is lucky to see you. Our parents died early, and I brought her up since I was a child. This child is spoiled by me. Now she doesn't listen to anything, but just wants to follow you. It looks like She listens to you more."

Fu Ming nodded, no wonder Zeng Xiaoting never mentioned the matter of her parents to herself. "I'm sorry..." He turned his head to look at Zeng Xiaoting, feeling more guilty in his heart.

"So, the following sentence, I am definitely not joking with you." Zeng Ziguang's expression became relaxed, but this kind of relaxation made Fu Ming feel very scared. "If you dare to feel sorry for Xiaoting, I promise to put all the bullets from the Type 54 pistol pinned to your waist into your head."

Fu Ming shivered for a moment. Zeng Ziguang was indeed not lying.For his sister, he would do anything.

"Let's talk about the business first." Fu Ming decided that he couldn't die so early, at least, he had to choose a way that everyone could accept to resolve this matter.As long as Ke Ke and Zeng Xiaoting can't afford a direct confrontation, there is still room for maneuver. "What am I going to do?"

Zeng Ziguang coughed twice, "I know you are not a simple person, and you can face all kinds of dangers calmly. To be honest, in the winter two years ago, when we met for the first time, the pistol would have been In my hand, both of us will die under the gun of Zhou Ke. Your marksmanship and your state of mind are much better than mine. In fact, I even doubt whether you are only 20 years old. I am very I admire you."

"Don't pick good things to say. The more you praise me, the more troublesome your request will be. It's okay to fool others with this trick, but it's better to fool ghosts than to fool me. If you have anything to say, when I'm caught, The National Security Bureau has saved me, and as long as I can do it, as long as I don’t violate the principles, I will definitely repay this favor.” Fu Ming snorted coldly with disdain, Zeng Ziguang’s actions obviously meant to treat him as a favor. outsiders.According to seniority, Zeng Ziguang should be considered Fu Ming's uncle!

"Okay, it's not in vain that I violated the order and issued a written document to the city bureau to arrest you. My boss asked to meet with you, and this order will only take effect if he issues it. This is also related to my future. Violation of the regulations has been recorded. After that, if you are willing to accept his task, maybe this bad record will be erased from my file, and there may even be a possibility of promotion." Zeng Ziguang frowned, and said it, based on the National Security Bureau Sending a private notice to the Municipal Public Security Bureau in the name of someone is not a small crime.

Fu Ming was surprised when he heard that, he didn't expect to cause such a big trouble to Zeng Ziguang. "Give me some time and I'll be there. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Zeng Ziguang looked very happy, and quickly waved his hands with a smile, "It's nothing, the big deal is to go back and continue to be a policeman. Without you, I would not be able to come to the National Security Bureau of the Imperial City, and naturally I would not be able to take care of Xiaoting who is studying here. "

In fact, Fu Ming knew very well that once Zeng Ziguang was dismissed and expelled from the National Security Bureau because of this kind of mistake, Zeng Ziguang's future would be ruined, and he would not even have a job as a police officer. "The sooner the better." Fu Ming didn't know what would happen in the future. The Second Eastern Pacific War between Japan and South Korea had already broken out, so I had to pay close attention to ia's movements, maybe even go abroad.

"The above also means the same. Tonight after you finish class, a car will pick you up at the school gate at 09:30." Zeng Ziguang patted Fu Ming's shoulder. "Thank you very much."

Fu Ming smiled, turned around and walked towards Zeng Xiaoting without saying a word.

When Zeng Xiaoting saw the two finished speaking, she hurried up to meet Fu Ming and took Zeng Xiaoting's arm.Fu Ming looked back at Zeng Ziguang, there was not much disgust on his face.

"What did you say? It's definitely not good for him to find you..." Zeng Xiaoting turned her elbow completely out now, and turned her head to make a face for her brother. "Don't promise him if it's too much trouble."

Zeng Ziguang smiled helplessly and got into his car.

"It's okay, his boss wants to talk to me." Fu Ming whispered. "This is related to your brother's future, and it is impossible for me not to help him."

Zeng Xiaoting also knew Fu Ming's character, so she didn't say much. "However, he shouldn't hurt you."

Fu Ming frowned, and wanted to explain these things to Zeng Xiaoting quickly, but the work Zeng Ziguang arranged for him seemed to be busy for a few more days.At the very least, Zeng Ziguang's favor must be paid back, so that he can do some things that are sorry for him.

When he was in school, Fu Ming was no different from other students. It was normal for him to feel sleepy from time to time during class.On the way to the restaurant, there were still a few students who recognized this school celebrity who didn't always appear in school. Fortunately, there were not many people, and most of them just glanced at him.After all, too many things happened, and as time went by, these things gradually faded away in their hearts.Fu Ming, at least in school, was just a student.

This made Fu Ming feel a lot more at ease. In fact, he preferred this kind of peaceful life.As for the study pressure in school, except for some aspects, others are still very small.Certain aspects of this are naturally in painting.To put it simply, Fu Ming doesn't know how to draw, but in the last drawing class in the afternoon, the teacher asked him to draw a scene in the form of a sketch in the evening self-study.Fu Ming held back for several hours, his face turned red, and he only drew a few strokes.Hearing the bell for the end of evening self-study, he packed his things and hurried out of the school gate.Zeng Xiaoting and Lin Jianping were next to him, looking at the painting, covering their mouths and laughing.Fu Ming sent Zeng Xiaoting away after he talked badly, while he was watching at the school gate.

"Damn, go home and hand it over to Luther, and drag this kid out of the hospital bed...and pretend to be dead when he's almost done." Fu Ming cursed secretly.He remembered that besides driving, Luther was also good at painting.It is also a good choice to ask him to help hand in this homework.He raised his head abruptly, and found a civilian photo SUV parked in front of him.

"Mr. Fu Ming?" The driver in the car pushed down the window, "Please get in the car."

Fu Ming nodded and got into the car.After driving for only ten minutes, the car stopped at the entrance of a restaurant in the urban area.

"Sir, please come with me." The driver got out of the car and led Fu Ming into the bar.

"Why did you choose such a place?" Fu Ming asked in a low voice, following behind the driver.

"To be honest, I don't know either. This is the meaning of the higher-ups." The driver replied without turning his head, and his pace did not slow down at all.

Wine and nightclubs are the beginning of nightlife.After a day of intense life, many people will choose to relax here freely, or find three or two friends, or sit alone on the stage and wait for the person in their hearts, feasting and feasting, but not too noisy.

"It's really a nice place." Fu Ming looked at the not-too-luxury decoration in the wine. In the imperial city, this kind of quiet wine is very rare.

"Sir, here we come." The driver stopped in front of a table.

"Well, you go back to the car first. I need a little more time." A bald man in his 40s sat on the chair, with an inconspicuous scar behind his ear. Under the dim light of the wine, It's barely visible.Occasionally, a laser light flashed by, so that a little bit could be seen.He waved to the driver and said expressionlessly.

"Nice to meet you, Fu Ming. When I heard what Zeng Ziguang said, I was very surprised how such a young man obtained information about domestic arms." The man pointed to the opposite chair and stretched out his right hand . "Please sit down, my name is Yuan Ji."

Fu Ming shook hands with him and sat down in front of him. "Nice to meet you, sir." Fu Ming felt very strange about the bald man in front of him.No matter what this person said or did, he didn't show any expression on his face. He always looked cold and awkward, which made Fu Ming feel very uncomfortable.

Yuan Ji seemed to see Fu Ming's thoughts, and sighed. "I think you're wondering why I don't have any expression on my face. It's not that I want it to be. I haven't had any since four years ago. A bullet went into my brain during an operation." He pointed to the scar behind his ear. "It's here. When the bullet was taken out, the cerebral cortex was injured, and the facial muscles were paralyzed. There was no tearing, no smiling, and no expression. I'm sorry, Fu Ming. This is not looking down on you."

Fu Ming smiled, and stretched out his right hand again, "I admire a real warrior."