"Du Xinyu?" Ling Tian muttered softly with his business card. For some reason, he always felt that the name was a bit familiar.

"You can go to my sister to learn about the situation first. Although she is not old, she has made achievements in the field of research on Dragon Warriors. If you have any academic problems, you can also ask her.

Just now." Du Xingang said, pointing to the building outside the car window: "Let me send you here, we have to go back to the camp."

"Oh, OK." Ling Tian looked up and found that the military vehicle had parked at the door of Happy Island.

"Bang!"

The sound of the car door closing sounded, and the military vehicle drove away behind the confused Ling Tian.

"Okay, you kid, you even got to know Du Xingang's relationship." Che Si, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed out of the store, patted Ling Tian's shoulder and said with a smile.

"What kind of people are you not? Who is he?" Ling Tian asked with a harsh head raised.

"You don't know who he is? He is Du Zhengyan, the commander of the Second Guard Regiment. Half of the garrisons near Changji are surnamed Du. Do you think he is awesome?"

After hearing Che Si's words, Ling Tian couldn't help but be shocked. Ling Tian guessed that the other party was the second generation of the army, but he didn't expect that he was the eldest master of the garrison regiment.

"Oh, love whoever you want. Anyway, I won't give us money. Let's go and go back." Ling Tian called everyone back to the store, but stuffed the business card into his arms.

...

On the other side, in the Korean consulate.

Kang Zhengmin was sitting in the office drinking coffee leisurely, looking at the photos hanging on the office board in front of him.

After a closer look, you can see that the photo is nothing else, but Ling Tian, ​​Shi Zi, Dong Chun, Lei Zhen and Wan Xinlai.

Between the photos of several people, a large number of lines were marked with red and blue markers, thus forming a network of relationships.

Judging from the complex network of relationships and various events and the annotation of grievances and conflicts on the whiteboard, Jiang Zhengmin's investigation and research on Lei Zhen's gang and Wan Xinlai has reached a pathological level.

"Dangdangdang!"

A crisp knock on the door sounded, interrupting Jiang Zhengmin's thoughts.

"Enter!" Jiang Zhengmin frowned and shouted in a low voice.

"Click."

The door opened and the secretary wearing black-framed glasses walked in.

"Mr. Jiang, Duan Zitao is here, he wants to see you." The secretary said respectfully.

"Haha, let him come in..." Jiang Zhengmin said with a chuckling.

"Yes..." The secretary nodded respectfully, but before he could turn around and leave, Duan Zitao had already pushed him away and rushed in.

"You!" The male secretary immediately reached out and tried to pull him.

"Hey! It's okay." Jiang Zhengmin waved his hand to stop the secretary, and then whispered: "Let the two people from Longchuan come here."

"Yes!" the secretary nodded and responded, looked at Duan Zitao deeply and turned around and left.

"Haha, what's the matter? Boss Duan, why are you so anxious?" Jiang Zhengmin picked up a cup of coffee and handed it over.

"You...you really don't mean to report to you!" Duan Zitao looked at the network of relationships hanging on the office wall and said in anger.

"Haha, even the conditions I put forward today were all my own, so how can I report it to the higher level?" Jiang Zhengmin took a sip of warm coffee and blurted his eyes comfortably.

"You really don't mean to have a peace talk. Everything is just a conspiracy." Duan Zitao turned his head and said with a wide eyes wide open: "Is it right?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhengmin nodded without hesitation.

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell Ling Tian and the others?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but you don't have this chance." After Jiang Zhengmin finished speaking, he snapped his fingers outside the door: "Come in!"

As soon as Jiang Zhengmin finished speaking, two thin and dark men walked in under the leadership of their secretary.

The two of them wore cotton hats and worn down jackets, with a smirk on their faces, revealing their yellow teeth.

Judging from the frostbite and dead skin on their hands and faces, they should belong to the people who have been living in the infected area.

"What do you mean?" Duan Zitao looked at Jiang Zhengmin and said coldly.

"It's not interesting. Before the next peace talks begin, these two gentlemen will be responsible for protecting you."

"Haha, do you want to put me in house arrest?" Duan Zitao sneered and said, "Do you know how many people in our Eastern Union have? Will it be useful to put me alone in house arrest?"

"Of course not, I said, I just want to protect your safety. Ling Tian's group of people assassinated the previous legislator representative. Who knows if they will attack you?" Jiang Zhengmin turned around and sat on the boss's chair.

He crossed his legs and said.

Looking at Jiang Zhengmin, who was smiling in front of him and the two malicious thin men, Duan Zitao could no longer contain his anger. He took out his cell phone and dialed his brother's phone number.

"Xiaofa, come up." Duan Zitao stared at Jiang Zhengmin and said viciously, but the latter was still smiling and didn't care.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Less than five minutes after Duan Zitao hung up the phone, rumbling footsteps rang downstairs in the office.

Judging from the sound, at least a dozen people rushed upstairs.

"Report, report, the dozen or so people who were in the lounge rushed up before, they had weapons, they repeated, they had weapons!"

The security guard's anxious shouts rang out on the walkie-talkie, and the listened jokes smiled slightly.

"I've been wearing a suit for a long time, and I think you've forgotten what I'm doing." When he heard his subordinates rushing up, Duan Zitao's aura immediately came up with a little hand.

"Haha." Jiang Zhengmin smiled, still disagreed.

"Bang!"

The footsteps rushed closer, and the door of the office was kicked open. A tall bald head rushed in with a big troll in his hand.

"Kang!"

The big bald man was just a joke. After rushing into the office, he said nothing, and first shot at the ceiling. The gunshot suddenly started, and the gravel on the roof fell off.

Then he pointed the gun at Jiang Zhengmin and cursed: "CNM, I really think there is no one in our Donglian. The surname Jiang has agreed to be a cooperation. What do you mean now?!"

The little ponyboys behind the joke also took a step forward with guns and shouted with a full momentum: "What does it mean?!"

But at this moment, two thin men who were originally standing by the door suddenly took action, and one of them took out a shiny dagger from his waist.

"Swish!"

The sharp sword light suddenly lit up, and the thin man took a step closer, and the dagger in his hand stroked across the right wrist of the gun-firing Duanzi, instantly breaking his tendons.

"Shishe!"

Two blood arrows shot out from the wrist of the Joan, but before he could react, the thin man twisted his waist and turned his elbow from bottom to top, and suddenly pressed his chin against the Joan.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, a joke of more than 1.9 meters high flew up and hit the ground heavily.

"ah!"

Duan Zifa covered his chin and wailed in pain on the ground. His chin was broken and his face was covered with blood.

"Little Fat!"

Duan Zitao roared at his seriously injured brother, who was lying on the ground, and was furious.
Chapter completed!