Urban Iron-Blooded Soldier King

"Mr. Dong, you're here..." the old housekeeper said excitedly, with tears hidden in his eyes.

"Gib, what's going on?" Dong Wenfeng asked, pointing to the damaged wall.

"Miss, she... She doesn't want to tell you about her uncle..." the old housekeeper Ji boyue said more and more excited and grabbed Dong Wenfeng's hand.

Dong Wenfeng, with sharp eyes, suddenly found a wet ball on Ji Bo's chest. When he looked carefully, it turned out to be a footprint. That footprint looked fresh. Of course, it was not very obvious. It was obviously wiped by Ji Bo for a long time.

Thinking of Xie Guocheng, Xie Huiling's uncle, making trouble before, Dong Wenfeng was not angry. However, Dong Wenfeng did not ask about Ji Bo's footprints, but held Ji Bo and said:

"Ji Bo, don't worry. Let's go first and talk slowly."

Later, Dong Wenfeng learned about Xie Huiling's current situation. It turned out that uncle Xie Huiling recently sold all the shares of the company. Who knew that the shares fell seriously for a time, leading to the bankruptcy of the company. Desperate Xie Guocheng thought that his niece still had some property, so he came here to make trouble and asked Xie Huiling to hand over a share of the property to him.

But most of Xie Huiling's money was spent on Donghai middle school. Where can I give it to his uncle.

Seeing this, Xie Guocheng asked Xie Huiling to see the villa for him.

You know, this villa was left to her by Xie Huiling's father. It's a kind of memorial. Moreover, Ji Bo doesn't have a home. If the villa is given to Xie Guocheng, Ji Bo will have no place to go. That's why Xie Huiling is unwilling to give up the villa.

As a result, Xie Guocheng came to make trouble today. He took Xie Huiling away. Ji Bo knew that he wanted to threaten Xie Huiling.

"You son of a bitch! I have no money, and now I want to blackmail my niece's property. " After hearing Ji Bo's story, Dong Wenfeng said angrily, clenched his right hand into a fist and hit the wall hard.

Ji Bo also had a look of resentment. All his muddy eyes were tears. He lamented, "what can I do now? Xie Guocheng has great power. Miss Xie is in trouble."

Dong Wenfeng comforted a few words and then asked, "Ji Bo, do you know where Xie Guocheng's home is?"

After hearing Dong Wenfeng's words, Ji boleng trembled and asked, "is Mr. Dong going to Xie Guocheng's home to find, miss?"

Dong Wenfeng nodded and said, "yes."

Ji Bo's face changed greatly. He quickly waved his hand and said, "no, this is no good."

"Gib, what's the matter?"

Ji Bo took a long breath and said, "Mr. Dong, Xie Guocheng has a lot of bodyguards in his family, and..."

Speaking of this, gib's voice lowered: "moreover, he has a gun. A real gun can't mess around. I've called the police. Let the police do it. "

Dong Wenfeng frowned. Now he is no better than before. He has lost three color soul beads. I'm afraid he can't even hide a bullet.

At this time, there was a siren outside the window.

Ji Bo hurried out and said happily, "it must be the police."

Dong Wenfeng drank up the water in the cup and went out to have a look.

It was very cold outside. Ji Bo was wearing thin clothes. At this time, he was standing next to the police. The police sat on the cab and asked Ji Bo about some things. He didn't even write a record.

When Dong Wenfeng saw it, he was furious and walked quickly. When he approached, he found that the policeman was no other than Yan Huiming, the former director of the Bureau.

"Yan Huiming!" Dong Wenfeng gave a big drink.

Yan Huiming obviously noticed Dong Wenfeng and said disdainfully, "what's the matter?"

"Why don't you get off? Is that your way of doing things? " Dong Wenfeng said coldly.

Yan Huiming smiled contemptuously, but his eyes dodged: "just you, it's worth getting off?"

I have to say that Yan Hui is really a bully. When he saw Dong Wenfeng now, he obviously softened his tone.

Ji Bo quickly grabbed Dong Wenfeng, then bowed to Yan Huiming and apologized: "police Tong and Zhi are sorry. This is my miss's friend. Don't take it to heart."

Yan Huiming saw that Ji Bo held Dong Wenfeng. Inexplicably, he had confidence in his heart. Looking at Dong Wenfeng, his eyes were full of bad: "this matter is not enough to file a case."

Then he started the engine.

Ji Bo was a little flustered when he saw Yan Huiming wanted to go: "police Tong and Zhi, miss, she's gone and was caught by her uncle. As long as you go to her uncle's house, you'll find it."

Yan Huiming sat in the car unmoved: "old man, it's not enough to file a case. Why is your head so stupid. It's like some people, with developed limbs and simple mind. " As he spoke, he looked at Dong Wenfeng with ulterior motives.

When Dong Wenfeng heard the speech, he immediately said, "Yan Huiming, do you believe me to complain about you?"

Hearing the speech, Yan Huiming seemed to think of it and said with a laugh, "Dong Wenfeng, don't think you can threaten me if you have something to do with Jiang Liming. I tell you, Jiang liming was just one of my men. If you have the ability to complain to me, I tell you, I really don't care about this. "

"No!" Giberton shouted, "police, he didn't mean it."

Yan Huiming thought he had grasped Jibo's weakness. He couldn't help feeling complacent. He looked at Jibo and said playfully, "old man, unless he apologized to me, otherwise, I have to go back to the police station first."

Yan Huiming thought of watching the ball game at home for no reason. He didn't know why and suddenly fainted. And the demotion before. He blamed Dong Wenfeng for all this.

As soon as Ji Bo heard this, he was immediately afraid and quickly said to Dong Wenfeng, "Mr. Dong, please apologize to the police."

Dong Wenfeng grinned at Yan Huiming and said:

"Yan Huiming, I advise you not to go too far."

Yan Huiming didn't reply, but looked at Dong Wenfeng quietly.

In his ear, Ji Bo constantly urged Dong Wenfeng. In fact, Ji Bo was also very embarrassed, but in order to make Yan Huiming file a case to find Xie Huiling, he had to work hard on Dong Wenfeng.

The window glass didn't roll down. Yan Huiming's head was beside the window. When he was not prepared, Dong Wenfeng smiled. Then he directly waved his fist and hit Yan Huiming's head.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Yan Huiming covered Dong Wenfeng's head and stared at Dong Wenfeng.