How bad guys are made

Chapter 397 Zhang Hanhan wakes up

"**." Wen Dong asked quickly.

"Well, are you okay?" Jiang Yanmei asked softly as if she had changed into a different person in an instant.

Zhang Wending glanced at Wendong in surprise, and couldn't help frowning. Although he didn't know Jiang Yanmei, he could tell a thing or two about the young man with excellent skills behind her. They belonged to the country and were very It might belong to the Ministry of National Security, how could Wendong know her?It seems that they are still very familiar.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Wending was taken aback. Could it be that Nabi Guoan had already noticed something was wrong with Lanyun?Was Wendong deliberately sent by them to get close to Hanhan?
Zhang Wending's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Wendong coldly.

"It's okay, it's just that Brother Zhao suffered serious injuries." Wen Dong nodded.

"Well, don't worry about him, he won't die." Jiang Yanmei shook her head, then looked up at Zhang Wending, and said, "Chairman Zhang? I know you are very worried about your daughter... worried about Zhang Hanhan, so I want you to cooperate with us."

Obviously, based on her intelligence network, she knew that Zhang Hanhan was Zhang Wending's daughter.

Zhang Wending took a deep look at Jiang Yanmei, waved his hands and said to the bodyguards, "You go out first."

"You too, without my order, no one can come in, Wen Dong, you go out too." Jiang Yanmei turned to Wen Dong.

Several youths brought by her nodded and walked out without speaking.

"Okay." Wen Dong also nodded and walked out.

On the sofa, Zhang Wending and Jiang Yanmei sat facing each other.

"Zhang Dong is also an old man, I think you should be able to see our identities." Jiang Yanmei said directly.

"What old man, I have already left." Zhang Wending nodded, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Well, let me introduce myself first, I am Jiang Yanmei from the blood spur team of the National Security Department."

"National Security Unit? Blood thorn?" Hearing this, Zhang Wending gasped. Although the National Security Unit belongs to the Ministry of National Security, it is above the National Security. Under the jurisdiction of the national security department, it has the power of life and death.

And Bloodthorn is the strongest team in Tianxia Kingdom. There are only 81 members in the entire team. This is the top protection force in the country. The beautiful woman in front of you is not only the member of Bloodthorn, but also the team of Bloodthorn. Long, it can be seen that it is powerful.

The blood thorn is the soul of the entire Tianxia Kingdom-army, the most sacred place that everyone who has served in the army yearns for the most, and Zhang Wending is no exception.

Zhang Wending took a deep look at her, chewing in his mouth: "Jiang Yanmei...Is the old Marshal Jiang Fengtian yours?"

"He's my grandfather." Jiang Yanmei nodded.

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"I haven't forgotten the country, so Zhao Yifei was able to be Hanhan's driver, and I nodded and agreed. I don't want money and the company, but Hanhan is the only one who can't. They will definitely treat me badly if they take Hanhan away." I hope you don’t interfere with the threats and requests, this is my plea to you as a father.” At the end, Zhang Wending stood up and bowed his head to Jiang Yanmei, his tone was low and sincere, that is The vicissitudes of the cheeks seem to have a few more deep and shallow wrinkles, and they are much older.

Wen Dong stood in the middle of the yard with his hands in his trouser pockets, his face was gloomy and scary. Although Zhang Wending didn't say what kind of relationship he had with He Wenlong, based on what he knew about He Wenlong, Zhang Hanhan would definitely have a hard time being arrested by him.

In the room, the conversation between Zhang Wending and ** was still going on, but Wendong's cell phone rang at this moment, Wendong quickly picked it up and took a look, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Let's talk." Wen Dong took a breath and picked up the phone, his voice was extremely cold.

Unexpectedly, the other party gave a low laugh, but remained silent.

Wendong felt a little irritable, thinking that the other party had made a wrong call, and just about to hang up the phone, Wendong heard a rustling sound on the other side of the phone, and heard a little rapid breathing.

Finally, a soft voice that was so familiar and so gentle that even Wendong seldom heard rang out, with a touch of emotion, a little hazy, and a bewildered call: "Wen...Wendong..."

Wen Dong held the phone tightly and remained motionless, but his heart was hit silently like a heavy hammer, making his body tremble uncontrollably.

Wen Dong gently closed his eyes, as if her rare tenderness and fragility were right in front of him—however, her aura disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, Wendong heard He Wenlong's voice, as if he was enjoying it with a little bit of pleasure, He Wenlong panted lowly, and then laughed in harmony: "Wendong, I will let you know, don't kill me , is the stupidest decision of your life."

"Yes, I should kill you." Wen Dong raised his head and closed his eyes, his tone was low and trembling, he regretted it.

"Haha, this is the result of your momentary softness." He Wenlong laughed triumphantly, and then whispered in a playful tone: "Is she really your woman? Why is she still a virgin? Haha——"

"He Wenlong——" Wen Dong yelled ferociously, but there was a beeping sound from the mobile phone next to his ear, like a harsh mockery.

When Wendong called again, there was a prompt to turn off the phone. Presumably he used an unnamed black card, and threw it away after one use.

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That night, Wendong didn't sleep a wink all night. Ever since Zhang Hanhan was taken away by He Wenlong, he seemed to have lost all news. Not even Jiang Yanmei sent anyone to find him.

Wen Dong and his so-called future father-in-law were smoking in the living room of the villa. The cigarette butts filled the entire ashtray, and the room was full of smoke. Even Xiao Baibai seemed to be aware of Wen Dong's upset mood, and stayed honestly in the corner Li remained motionless.

The entire water city has a population of nearly [-] million, where can I find it?Not many of them.Besides, after such a long time, maybe Zhang Hanhan has already been taken away from the water market, or maybe...Wen Dong didn't dare to think about it.

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The ear is very quiet.

It was a very empty silence, and it seemed to be able to hear far away when listening quietly.Only by carefully distinguishing can you hear the rustling of fallen leaves outside, like a stream flowing gently in the valley.

Zhang Hanhan opened his eyes in this deep silence.

What caught his eye was an unfamiliar gray and dark wooden roof, simple but chic, Zhang Hanhan sat up abruptly, and found himself sleeping on a single wooden bed like a country house.There are windows on both sides of the house, but the windows are very small, making the whole earthen house feel cool and dark, the cool wind pours in, and the skin is so cold that it is difficult for people to distinguish whether it is morning or afternoon.

Through the small window, one side is green and green hills; the other side is more open, and you can see the mountains undulating in the mist in the distance, and the scenery is pleasant.

The furniture in the house is also very simple, there is only a stone square table and a wooden bench, and there are some things on the stone table, but it is covered with a cloth cage, which cannot be seen. There is an old-fashioned atmosphere in the house.

Zhang Hanhan lightly raised his hand and tapped his messy-haired head, slowly remembering the scene before he fell into a coma.

He Wenlong fed him a red liquid, and he fell into a coma. Then he dreamed that he was with Wendong. Could it be a kind of ecstasy?It makes people hallucinate, but it's actually - He Wenlong! ?
Zhang Hanhan was startled suddenly, and when he lowered his head, he suddenly found that the clothes on his body had been changed.She was only wrapped in a red veil, and her shoulders were exposed, revealing a large area of ​​skin.The thin fabric was slightly cool, and it gently rubbed against the delicate skin, making Zhang Hanhan tremble uncontrollably.

Who changed her clothes?He Wenlong?
Zhang Hanhan quickly moved her body, and she was relieved that her body was not strangely possessed by a man. Although she had never experienced it, she also understood it.

But... where is this?

Zhang Hanhan found that he was not bound by ropes or other things, so he got out of bed quickly. There were no shoes under the bed, so he could only step barefoot on the old and smooth stone floor.The door was unlocked, Zhang Hanhan stretched out his hand and gently pushed it open.

The place where she entered her eyes suddenly brightened, and the unglamorous sunlight in the sky made her squint her eyes slightly. The place where she entered her eyes was a small courtyard with exquisite repairs. An old woman with gray hair, a thin figure, and slightly rough and dark skin walked along Walked slowly along the winding gravel path.

She was wearing a purple gauze coat, with a serene and dignified demeanor. At first glance, her calm demeanor seemed like a lady, not like an old man in the country. She walked up to Zhang Hanhan and looked at Zhang Hanhan with her cloudy old eyes. , with a benevolent smile on his face, which made the already deep wrinkles more obvious, and his voice was soft: "Girl, hello."

Zhang Hanhan didn't know who this old woman was, but she didn't look like a bad person, so she quickly replied, "Hello."

"Girl, are you hungry?" The old woman walked up to her and said with a smile, she took Zhang Hanhan's hand.

"I..." The old woman's hands were very rough, and the palms were full of calluses. Zhang Hanhan's hand was pricked by the skin on the old woman's hand, causing a slight pain, and he struggled reflexively.

The old woman shook her head slightly, let go of her hand, and walked into the house by herself.After a while, she came out again, and she had a tray in her hand. On the tray was a small blue and white porcelain bowl filled with water; beside the small bowl was a plate with half a plate of rice on top of which some water was poured. Pieces of chicken, mostly potato chips.

Zhang Hanhan didn't know how long he had slept. He hadn't eaten on the night of the party, but now he felt unbearably hungry. After saying thank you, he took it and ate.

The old woman nodded kindly, sat aside and watched quietly without speaking.

After she finished eating, the old woman cleaned up the dishes and pointed to the direction behind the yard: "Wenlong."

Zhang Hanhan's expression froze, and he was silent for a moment before nodding.

The old lady didn't say anything, turned around and took out a pair of cloth shoes from the corner of the room, put them gently in front of her, and left quietly.

Regarding He Wenlong's identity, Zhang Hanhan was [-]% to [-]% sure - he was not a real estate tycoon at all, he was a killer.A wealthy businessman, or even an ordinary member of the underworld, would not have such powerful skills at all.

(End of this chapter)