Chapter 478: The Second Young Master of the Yun Family
Go back to a month ago.
The royal family in Kyoto.
Wang Zhenhua, the old man of the Wang family.
He is one of the few remaining old men in China.
When he fought against the invading army, he was a victorious general. He annihilated countless enemies and his military achievements were shining throughout his life.
Although he has now retreated to the second line, no one in the military or political circles dares not to take him seriously.
He has two sons, one in the military and one in politics, both of whom are mainstay figures.
The two sons each gave birth to a son, but the younger son also gave birth to a granddaughter with him, and this granddaughter was Wang Ziyan.
The old man looked at the burly men of the family and felt very displeased. His only granddaughter, his precious daughter, was not good enough.
Mr. Wang originally wanted his granddaughter to be a civil servant or go into business, but this granddaughter prefers to dance with swords and sticks. This is the only regret of the old man, but he is still happy, after all, he has inherited the inheritance of his blood.
Just let your granddaughter go, as long as she likes it.
Later she joined the Dragon Group and became a civilian official.
However, no one in the Dragon Group is a fuel-efficient person, even the civil servants are all capable of both civil and military skills.
No, recently Nie Gaofeng of the Dragon Group took on a mercenary case but couldn't solve it, so he turned to his granddaughter Wang Ziyan for help.
In particular, Wang Ziyan is one of the civil servants in the Dragon Group who is proficient in psychology and interrogation.
Nie Gaofeng asked him to help him interrogate the mercenary leader to see if he could get some information about the beautiful country.
Wang Ziyan thought that Nie Gaofeng was a child who grew up in a military compound. Besides, her brother Wang Wenjing was also in Jiangcheng, so she agreed immediately. It turned out that she was going to take advantage of the case to go and play with her brother for a while.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got off the plane, he was kidnapped by the mercenary leader Li Kelong who had escaped from Yuehuo, and was taken to the virgin forest in northern Myanmar.
The news reached the ears of Wang Zhenhua, the old man of the Wang family.
Mr. Wang Zhenhua became angry all of a sudden, threw the table, and cursed Nie Gaofeng, the boy of the Nie family, for failing to accomplish anything but failing.
No, it's been nearly two months since this happened, and there's still no news about my dear granddaughter, and I don't know what to say.
Wang Zhenhua scolded the relevant departments as useless and had no other options.
Today I called all my sons and grandsons to the compound where I live.
Wang Zhenhua's two sons stood beside the old man helplessly.
The name of his eldest son, Commander Wang, sounds weird. It turns out that his eldest son was born in a war-torn era. Wang Zhenhua has always admired the words of a celebrity: Soldiers who don’t want to be generals are not good soldiers. He has always wanted to make his own
The son was able to become the commander, so he named him Commander Wang directly. When the eldest son was a child, he still felt that this name was awe-inspiring. When he became an adult, he felt that his name was awkward no matter how he was called. He wanted to change it, but his father did not allow it.
Commander Wang had no choice but to use the name of commander to slowly rise from an ordinary soldier to squad leader, platoon leader, and company commander.
Hey, don't tell me, I was finally promoted to the commander of a certain military division.
The old man would tell everyone he chose a good name.
The second son is called Wang Sihao. Well, if you have a commander, you must also have a good bugler. When charging into battle, the bugler is the first flag bearer to issue the charge order.
The eldest grandson, Wang Xingjun, is also a powerful and standard soldier. He is now in his 30s and has become the commander of a certain division.
The little grandson Wang Wenjing, he didn’t like to fight and kill when he was a child. When he grew up, he didn’t join the army. Instead, he liked jewelry and jade. However, he was very good at business. In just seven or eight years, he turned a small jewelry shop into a jewelry store.
The jade shop opened as a national chain store and was successfully listed on the market with a market value of hundreds of billions, so that everyone in the family was not short of money.
In Wang Wenjing's words, I go into business and make money so that no one in our family is short of money. In this way, there will be no such thing as corruption or bribery. Our family will be able to run straight and sit securely. The members of the family will have a good role in the government.
The status will never fall.
Later, Mr. Wang Zhenhua didn't have much opposition to Wang Wenjing's business.
Today everyone gathered in the yard and looked at the old man, carefully studying his face.
But after looking at it for a long time, I couldn't see the joy, anger, sorrow or happiness on the old man's face.
The old man's face was very calm, but everyone also knew that when the old man's face became calmer, it might be the time when the storm was about to come.
Wang Zhenhua picked up the purple sand teapot on the bamboo table and took a sip. He asked expressionlessly: "Can you find out the whereabouts of Ziwei?"
Both sons shook their heads silently.
Wang Zhenhua slammed the purple sand in his hand onto the green brick floor in the yard.
Suddenly the tea splashed everywhere, and the purple clay pot fell to pieces. This was the purple clay pot that had been with the old man for half his life. He was usually very precious, but it seemed that he was really angry.
"Why are you shaking your heads? You are dumb. Tell me honestly. What is the situation now?"
The boss, Commander Wang, straightened his back and said: "Dad, listen to me. According to my inquiries, the Dragon Group sent many elite personnel to Myanmar to track the international mercenaries on their march. There was still mobile phone signal before.
Later, even the mobile phone signal could not be traced. Looking at their movement, it seemed that they had entered the virgin forest in northern Myanmar."
"As they march toward the Savage Mountains in northern Myanmar, aren't they going to enter that no-man's land? That's a death zone that swallowed up 100,000 expeditionary troops.
I also entered that place, but narrowly escaped death, my poor granddaughter!"
An old man in his 80s is in tears now.
Everyone in the yard did not dare to speak, knowing that if they went to talk to the old general now, they would definitely get scolded.
But seeing the old man's anxious look, I didn't try to comfort him, because I was afraid that the old man would be even more angry, which would make the sick old man even more angry.
Boss, Commander Wang winked at the others and asked them to go up and comfort the old man.
But everyone seemed not to see the boss's eyes. Who would get into trouble at this time?
The eyes of everyone at the scene were like sharp swords. If you strike me with a sword, I will stab you with a sword. The so-called eyes are like swords, this is probably what it looks like.
All the men, old and young, in the courtyard have military experience and struggle experience. Only Wang Wenjing is a scholar.
He was defeated in an instant.
He walked up to his grandfather and said cautiously: "Grandpa, please take care of your health and don't worry too much. I heard from my friends that my sister's life is in danger, but not yet.
Because according to the relevant departments, the electronic tracker installed on my sister is still in normal use. Although sometimes it can be detected, sometimes it cannot be detected. It must be like that when walking in the mountains. If she is in danger, the tracking device will not be detected.
The locator will not move and will eventually be fixed in one place."
The old man finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Wang Wenjing's words.
But his tone was still unkind: "Your friend isn't that boy from the Nie family, is he?"
Wang Wenjing waved her hands quickly: "No, no, I heard about it from Ye Yulan, the eldest daughter of the Ye family. Grandpa, you know that many people from the Ye family work in Interpol, and their information is quite professional."
Old man, I heard that the news came from the Ye family, which is quite credible.
Because grandpa knew that the Ye family was a family of police officers. Members of the family were in police departments all over the country, and they were experts at tracking people.
Wang Wenjing looked at her grandfather's face and looked better, so she took the opportunity to say, "Grandpa, I have another news, I don't know if it is good news, I want to tell you."
The old man Wang Zhenhua glared at his little grandson: "How long has it been? It doesn't matter whether it's good news or bad news, you always tell me."
Wang Wenjing knew the old man's temper and said with a wry smile: "I also found out that a friend of mine also disappeared at the same time."
Everyone in the yard looked at Wang Wenjing with suspicion.
Does your friend's disappearance have anything to do with this?
"Well, this friend of mine has extraordinary abilities. I saw him jump from a 10-story building, holding a person in one hand, and stood on the ground unscathed.
And at the same time that my sister disappeared, he also disappeared."
Commander Wang frowned and said: "There are so many people missing every moment in this world. How can you be sure that your friend's disappearance is related to your sister? Besides, your sister doesn't know you as a friend at all."
Wang Wenjing said softly: "Uncle, you don't know something. The group of people who came out of the prison now were my missing friends who were captured by me personally. I estimate that this group of mercenaries escaped from the prison.
, the first thing must be to bring bad luck to my friend."
Old man, Wang Zhenhua said nothing, and touched his chin, looking thoughtful.
Wang Wenjing saw that the old man had no objection, so she continued: "I guess this mercenary has either arrested my friend, or it is possible that my friend has followed these mercenaries."
Wang Wenjing's cousin Wang Xingjun, who also works in the security department, said at this time: "According to the guidance of our security department, there was no trace of the friend you mentioned before he and the mercenaries broke out of China's customs."
Wang Wenjing said: "You don't know something. This friend of mine is very magical. Not only does he have extremely high kung fu, but he is also a master of stone gambling. Sometimes people suspect that he has clairvoyance and can maximize his stone gambling ability. Ordinary people will definitely
Can't do it."
"And he has never lost in poker. Even if he doesn't win, he never loses." Wang Wenjing said.
The old man glared: "Why are you still gambling?"
When Wang Wenjing heard this, her courage trembled, and she hurriedly said: "It's entertainment among friends. Besides, I don't want to make some money through gambling to support my family."
On this point, the old man believes that what Wang Wenjing said is true. Sun Tzu's company has a market value of hundreds of billions. Although the market value is not necessarily true, there is always tens of billions of money. No matter how you say it, Sun Tzu doesn't rely on gambling like himself.
Chapter completed!