City Marshal

Although it is said that the spring night after Xiao Biesheng's wedding is very valuable, but because Chutian travels long distances from the United States to Shenzhen is not easy, and Tang Jianguo's specially arranged guards patrol the vicinity from time to time, Chutian and Huo Wuzui have no relationship after all. Let go of your hands and feet and fight for three hundred rounds.

The two hugged each other for half an hour before falling asleep.

It was already nine o'clock when Chutian woke up comfortably in the morning. In the past, he was able to wake up on time at around seven o'clock under the influence of his biological clock. Presumably it was because he was fighting continuously in the United States, and now he finally arrived at a safe place. Slack completely disrupts the normal work and rest.

He sloppily finished breakfast under Huo Wuzui's supervision, and then prepared to accompany Huo girl to Coastal City. Originally, Huo Wuzui wanted him to stay in Tangjiabao for three or five days, but Chu Tian was thinking about Feng Wuqing and Yingming's harmony. So I can only apologize and tell you that I will fly back to the capital tomorrow morning!

To make up for it, he went shopping with Huo girl for half a day.

Before going out, he wanted to ask about Tang Wan'er's movements again. He hadn't seen the latter since he came back together yesterday. He didn't know if she was hiding from him or was really busy with something important. In short, it made Chu Tian feel a little complicated. I am most worried that the woman will sulk because of the tea ceremony yesterday.

But after thinking about it, he finally lost his mind.

In the coastal city shopping mall, Huo Wuzui looked around like he had been beaten with chicken blood, and the seven or eight disciples of the Tang sect who followed all carried bags full of bags, even Chu Tian mentioned two. Tough, even four hours of walking without being tired, hungry or thirsty, with strong fighting spirit.

At the end of the day, Chutian didn't have the energy to follow her, so he asked the disciples of Tangmen to put the bag in the car first, and then asked them to protect Huo Wuzui and continue shopping, while he found a stone bench along the street and sat down. I paid for a packet of Double Happiness from the newsstand next to it.

Of course, also bought a newspaper.

Shopping is helpless, and waiting is also boring, so Chutian can only play with this pack of cigarettes and wait for Huo Wuzui to come out. Swallowing the clouds and driving in the fog, he quickly chatted with a few taxi drivers nearby who were waiting for customers. Talking about housing prices, prices, women and men from all over the world.

Chu Tian passed a few cigarettes from time to time, and soon there were only one or two cigarettes left in his pack.

An old driver held the not-so-good Double Happiness in his mouth, exhaled a few puffs of smoke and said, "Hey, little brother, tell me about you. You should be doing well with your clothes and collar. You work in a nearby office building, right? Take eight or nine thousand? Did you buy a house in Shenzhen?"

"I?"

Chutian picked up the last cigarette and threw it into his mouth. The driver who spoke took a step forward and passed the cigarette in his hand. Chutian lit it and smiled and said, "I don't have a house in Shenzhen. It's too expensive. It's too expensive to look at it. It's [-] to [-] square meters, and you can't buy that much even if you save a year."

The corner of the driver's mouth curled up into a smile, and he nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's too expensive! It's really hard for ordinary people to buy it." Speaking of this, he smiled happily again: "I was lucky. In 20, I bought a set for 180, and now it has risen to [-] million!"

"The money I have earned over the years is not as much as the house!"

Then he raised his finger again, and said loudly to comfort the younger generation: "But don't worry, little brother, youth is your greatest capital, as long as you work hard and fight hard, I don't think you will have it in three to five years. It will be easy to find a woman in my own little den!"

Chu Tian smiled generously, and nodded seriously: "Brother is right, I will work hard!"

The uncle drivers in the vicinity laughed lightly, thinking that they are really worth teaching. They don’t have much culture, and what Chutian said is simple and simple, so it is easy for everyone to resonate with them. Perhaps the chatterbox was opened, and a driver suddenly lowered his voice. Looking around, he said, "Do you know? It is rumored that Fang Jun, the master of the Tang Sect, is going to rebel!"

Chu Tian, ​​who was enjoying himself with a cigarette, almost fell to the ground. He was amazed at what the driver said, and also curious about how he could know the news. What made him even more puzzled was that the other drivers didn't react too much. Bomb and Ash said, "We've heard about it too!"

"I heard that someone wrote an informant letter to Miss Tang, and the latter is calling Hall Master Fang to lecture her!"

Chu Tian opened his mouth, and the cigarette almost fell to the ground, then he asked weakly: "Brothers, how do you know this? As far as I know, the Tang Sect seems to be a gangster, where did you get so much news? Could it be Are you also members of the underworld? Tang Sect disciples?"

It was hard for Chu Tian to believe that the Tang Sect forces had penetrated Shenzhen to this extent.

The driver who spoke first didn't shy away from it, and replied with a chuckle: "Little brother, you are overthinking, we are not disciples of the Tang Sect, but the Tang Sect protects us drivers, and the person who takes our money is Tang Sect." The leader of the door, he often gossips with us in the company."

Chu Tian suddenly realized and nodded. It turned out that they were only drivers under the protection of the Tang Sect. He immediately changed the topic: "By the way, brothers, you just said that Fang Master rebelled. This matter should be a high-level secret of the Tang Sect. How could it be?" How about spreading it among the market?"

In Chu Tian's impression, Fang Jun was a Confucian general who was a member of the Tang Sect who was capable of both literature and martial arts.

Shuai Jun also fought against him in Chengdu and Yunnan, and the battles were difficult. In the past, he was forced to cut off Tang Tianao's limbs, which made Tang Tianao feel grudges and resentment with him. Chu Tian knew that this was an ambitious master. But I never thought that he would rebel, no matter what, he is also a veteran.

Hearing Chutian's words, the driver uncle spit out a smoke ring, and replied in a low voice: "I don't know how the news got out, I only heard that a villain wrote a whistleblower letter to Miss Tang, saying that Hall Master Fang With heavy soldiers from the southwest in the palm of your hand, there are signs that the soldiers will leave the Tang Sect with self-respect!"

"Miss Tang didn't believe it, so someone called Hall Master Fang away!"

Amidst the driver's chatter and jokes, Chu Tian nodded thoughtfully, then bit his cigarette butt to figure out what was going on. Not long after, his eyes lit up slightly, and a flash of praise flashed across his face. Tang Wan'er really handled things well. It doesn't leak water, you actually know how to knock mountains and shake tigers...

At this time, Chu Tian's cell phone rang, and he smiled at the drivers after answering the call: "You talk, I'm leaving first, I'll give you this newspaper."

Then he threw the newspaper to the drivers, and the latter waved them away in a friendly way, and then he was dumbfounded to see Chu Tian hugging a girl who was even more shining than a star, and then four or five luxury Audis stopped beside him: The boy who couldn't afford a house entered with a beautiful woman in his arms...

The drivers opened their mouths slightly, but remained silent for a long time.

Tangmen headquarters, a meeting room.

Tang Wan'er and Fang Jun faced each other across a long table, seeing the iron-blooded woman's expression as cold as frost, and the murderous look in her eyes, Fang Jun's palms were sweating for the first time, he didn't know that Tang Wan'er was looking for him The reason, but he vaguely knew that nothing good would happen: "Miss Tang, do you have any orders?"

Tang Wan'er pressed the table with her left hand, pushed a printed letterhead in front of Fang Jun, and said with a cold expression, "Master Fang, this is a letter of ten thousand words, from a cousin brother of Tangmen Yunnan, he reported Fang Jun The hall master's self-respecting accounts are false, and he has the tendency to establish his own family!"

boom!

Fang Jun slapped the table and shouted loudly: "False accusation! This is an absolute accusation. Fang Jun is loyal to the Tang Sect. He eats grass and squeezes out milk. When will I support myself and make false accounts? Miss Tang, you You can't listen to villains spouting blood, the conscience of heaven and earth..."

Before Fang Jun could finish speaking, Tang Wan'er waved and interrupted: "Hall Master Fang, please be safe and don't be impatient, first read this Wanyan book before you talk about it. Don't worry, I absolutely believe in Fang Master's character, otherwise I will not be impatient today." I would invite you here so politely, but I would have mobilized the guards to take you down long ago."

A smile flashed across her cold face, but it was like the cold wind on the wasteland.

Hearing Tang Wan'er's words, Fang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the four-page informant letter, and it seemed that just after turning to the second page, he became irritable again: "Miss Tang, who is this?" Who wrote it? Who wrote it? It’s all speculation, with no real evidence.”

"He must have a grudge against me, otherwise he wouldn't slander me like this." Although Xiao Biesheng's spring night after his wedding is very valuable, it is not easy because Chutian traveled long distances from the United States to Shenzhen, and Tang Jianguo Specially arranged guards patrolled the vicinity from time to time, and Chu Tian and Huo Wuzui did not let go of their fight for three hundred rounds after all.

The two hugged each other for half an hour before falling asleep.

It was already nine o'clock when Chutian woke up comfortably in the morning. In the past, he was able to wake up on time at around seven o'clock under the influence of his biological clock. Presumably it was because he was fighting continuously in the United States, and now he finally arrived at a safe place. Slack completely disrupts the normal work and rest.

He sloppily finished breakfast under Huo Wuzui's supervision, and then prepared to accompany Huo girl to Coastal City. Originally, Huo Wuzui wanted him to stay in Tangjiabao for three or five days, but Chu Tian was thinking about Feng Wuqing and Yingming's harmony. So I can only apologize and tell you that I will fly back to the capital tomorrow morning!

To make up for it, he went shopping with Huo girl for half a day.

Before going out, he wanted to ask about Tang Wan'er's movements again. He hadn't seen the latter since he came back together yesterday. He didn't know if she was hiding from him or was really busy with something important. In short, it made Chu Tian feel a little complicated. I am most worried that the woman will sulk because of the tea ceremony yesterday.

But after thinking about it, he finally lost his mind.

In the coastal city shopping mall, Huo Wuzui looked around like he had been beaten with chicken blood, and the seven or eight disciples of the Tang sect who followed all carried bags full of bags, even Chu Tian mentioned two. Tough, even four hours of walking without being tired, hungry or thirsty, with strong fighting spirit.

At the end of the day, Chutian didn't have the energy to follow her, so he asked the disciples of Tangmen to put the bag in the car first, and then asked them to protect Huo Wuzui and continue shopping, while he found a stone bench along the street and sat down. I paid for a packet of Double Happiness from the newsstand next to it.

Of course, also bought a newspaper.

Shopping is helpless, and waiting is also boring, so Chutian can only play with this pack of cigarettes and wait for Huo Wuzui to come out. Swallowing the clouds and driving in the fog, he quickly chatted with a few taxi drivers nearby who were waiting for customers. Talking about housing prices, prices, women and men from all over the world.

Chu Tian passed a few cigarettes from time to time, and soon there were only one or two cigarettes left in his pack.

An old driver held the not-so-good Double Happiness in his mouth, exhaled a few puffs of smoke and said, "Hey, little brother, tell me about you. You should be doing well with your clothes and collar. You work in a nearby office building, right? Take eight or nine thousand? Did you buy a house in Shenzhen?"

"I?"

Chutian picked up the last cigarette and threw it into his mouth. The driver who spoke took a step forward and passed the cigarette in his hand. Chutian lit it and smiled and said, "I don't have a house in Shenzhen. It's too expensive. It's too expensive to look at it. It's [-] to [-] square meters, and you can't buy that much even if you save a year."

The corner of the driver's mouth curled up into a smile, and he nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's too expensive! It's really hard for ordinary people to buy it." Speaking of this, he smiled happily again: "I was lucky. In 20, I bought a set for 180, and now it has risen to [-] million!"

"The money I have earned over the years is not as much as the house!"

Then he raised his finger again, and said loudly to comfort the younger generation: "But don't worry, little brother, youth is your greatest capital, as long as you work hard and fight hard, I don't think you will have it in three to five years. It will be easy to find a woman in my own little den!"

Chu Tian smiled generously, and nodded seriously: "Brother is right, I will work hard!"

The uncle drivers in the vicinity laughed lightly, thinking that they are really worth teaching. They don’t have much culture, and what Chutian said is simple and simple, so it is easy for everyone to resonate with them. Perhaps the chatterbox was opened, and a driver suddenly lowered his voice. Looking around, he said, "Do you know? It is rumored that Fang Jun, the master of the Tang Sect, is going to rebel!"

Chu Tian, ​​who was enjoying himself with a cigarette, almost fell to the ground. He was amazed at what the driver said, and also curious about how he could know the news. What made him even more puzzled was that the other drivers didn't react too much. Bomb and Ash said, "We've heard about it too!"

"I heard that someone wrote an informant letter to Miss Tang, and the latter is calling Hall Master Fang to lecture her!"

Chu Tian opened his mouth, and the cigarette almost fell to the ground, then he asked weakly: "Brothers, how do you know this? As far as I know, the Tang Sect seems to be a gangster, where did you get so much news? Could it be Are you also members of the underworld? Tang Sect disciples?"

It was hard for Chu Tian to believe that the Tang Sect forces had penetrated Shenzhen to this extent.

The driver who spoke first didn't shy away from it, and replied with a chuckle: "Little brother, you are overthinking, we are not disciples of the Tang Sect, but the Tang Sect protects us drivers, and the person who takes our money is Tang Sect." The leader of the door, he often gossips with us in the company."

Chu Tian suddenly realized and nodded. It turned out that they were only drivers under the protection of the Tang Sect. He immediately changed the topic: "By the way, brothers, you just said that Fang Master rebelled. This matter should be a high-level secret of the Tang Sect. How could it be?" How about spreading it among the market?"

In Chu Tian's impression, Fang Jun was a Confucian general who was a member of the Tang Sect who was capable of both literature and martial arts.

Shuai Jun also fought against him in Chengdu and Yunnan, and the battles were difficult. In the past, he was forced to cut off Tang Tianao's limbs, which made Tang Tianao feel grudges and resentment with him. Chu Tian knew that this was an ambitious master. But I never thought that he would rebel, no matter what, he is also a veteran.

Hearing Chutian's words, the driver uncle spit out a smoke ring, and replied in a low voice: "I don't know how the news got out, I only heard that a villain wrote a whistleblower letter to Miss Tang, saying that Hall Master Fang With heavy soldiers from the southwest in the palm of your hand, there are signs that the soldiers will leave the Tang Sect with self-respect!"

"Miss Tang didn't believe it, so someone called Hall Master Fang away!"

Amidst the driver's chatter and jokes, Chu Tian nodded thoughtfully, then bit his cigarette butt to figure out what was going on. Not long after, his eyes lit up slightly, and a flash of praise flashed across his face. Tang Wan'er really handled things well. It doesn't leak water, you actually know how to knock mountains and shake tigers...

At this time, Chu Tian's cell phone rang, and he smiled at the drivers after answering the call: "You talk, I'm leaving first, I'll give you this newspaper."

Then he threw the newspaper to the drivers, and the latter waved them away in a friendly way, and then he was dumbfounded to see Chu Tian hugging a girl who was even more shining than a star, and then four or five luxury Audis stopped beside him: The boy who couldn't afford a house entered with a beautiful woman in his arms...

The drivers opened their mouths slightly, but remained silent for a long time.

Tangmen headquarters, a meeting room.

Tang Wan'er and Fang Jun faced each other across a long table, seeing the iron-blooded woman's expression as cold as frost, and the murderous look in her eyes, Fang Jun's palms were sweating for the first time, he didn't know that Tang Wan'er was looking for him The reason, but he vaguely knew that nothing good would happen: "Miss Tang, do you have any orders?"

Tang Wan'er pressed the table with her left hand, pushed a printed letterhead in front of Fang Jun, and said with a cold expression, "Master Fang, this is a letter of ten thousand words, from a cousin brother of Tangmen Yunnan, he reported Fang Jun The hall master's self-respecting accounts are false, and he has the tendency to establish his own family!"

boom!

Fang Jun slapped the table and shouted loudly: "False accusation! This is an absolute accusation. Fang Jun is loyal to the Tang Sect. He eats grass and squeezes out milk. When will I support myself and make false accounts? Miss Tang, you You can't listen to villains spouting blood, the conscience of heaven and earth..."

Before Fang Jun could finish speaking, Tang Wan'er waved and interrupted: "Hall Master Fang, please be safe and don't be impatient, first read this Wanyan book before you talk about it. Don't worry, I absolutely believe in Fang Master's character, otherwise I will not be impatient today." I would invite you here so politely, but I would have mobilized the guards to take you down long ago."

A smile flashed across her cold face, but it was like the cold wind on the wasteland.

Hearing Tang Wan'er's words, Fang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the four-page informant letter, and it seemed that just after turning to the second page, he became irritable again: "Miss Tang, who is this?" Who wrote it? Who wrote it? It’s all speculation, with no real evidence.”

"He must have a grudge against me, otherwise he wouldn't slander me like this."