"After such a long time, that kid is still active in Luo Yue's company.

Scar Liu, is this the result you gave me?"

Xu Yuan looked at Liu Ba, who was sitting opposite, with obvious dissatisfaction in his voice.

He spent a lot of money to invite Liu Ba.

I originally thought that the other party was at least a member of the Qingzhu Gang, the top underground gang in Tianhai City. It would not be difficult to deal with an unknown boy, no matter how hard I thought, right?

Who would have known that after such a long time, the boy named Yang was still unscathed, which made it inconvenient for him to pursue Luo Yue by any means.

When Liu Ba heard this, his face was a little gloomy, but he had no intention of refuting.

Indeed, he has never been able to accomplish such a thing. It can be said that he has lost the face of the Qingzhu Gang and himself.

He was silent for a few seconds and said: "That kid is not that simple.

I need to take some other measures."

Xu Yuan snorted coldly and said, "Isn't that what you told me after the first time you took action?

Is it possible that it’s been so long since then and you haven’t used your method yet?”

Liu Badao: "What I mean is that we need to use more special means.

But before that, I have to ask you, can that little girl named Xue move?"

During the last action, Liu Ba was actually ready to attack Xue Xiaoxi, but it was just that he was driven by lust and acted on a whim.

Later he remembered that according to Xu Yuan's request, Luo Yue and Xue Xiaoxi could not be touched.

But it didn't work out anyway.

But this time, he was really ready to attack Xue Xiaoxi, so he made a special trip to ask Xu Yuan.

When Xu Yuan heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Must she be touched?"

Liu Ba nodded: "You should also know that that kid is difficult to deal with.

Ordinary methods cannot help him."

Xu Yuan squinted his eyes and fell silent.

After a while, he said: "Then Xue Xiaoxi, the Luo family said she is Luo Yue's distant cousin, but her true identity seems to be very mysterious. I don't know where she came from. Even our Xu family can't find out... But

...If you have to move...it's not impossible.

But you have to promise to get rid of that kid!"

Liu Ba showed a sneer and nodded: "Don't worry, with that girl as a hostage, that kid won't be able to escape.

This time I guarantee that he will die without a burial place!"

...When Yang Tian sent Jiang Waner back, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Waner's mother was still a little confused as to what happened.

Before Yang Tian said anything, Jiang Waner secretly tugged at the corner of his clothes, and then took the lead in saying: "It's nothing... It's just that I couldn't teach the director's child well, so I left, and happened to meet Yang when I came out.

Sir, Mr. Yang took me to play..." When Jiang Waner's mother heard this, she immediately felt relieved, rolled her eyes at Jiang Waner, and said with a smile: "You are a playful child, but you don't know what's going on.

How much time did you waste Mr. Yang?"

Then he turned to Yang Tian and said, "I'm really troubling you, Yang Tian."

Yang Tian smiled naturally and said, "It's nothing."

Jiang Waner was also sent home, and it was almost time for Yang Tian to leave.

"I'll give it to you."

Jiang Waner took the initiative to follow.

The two walked out of the small courtyard and walked to the entrance of the alley next to it. Yang Tian stopped, looked at Jiang Waner and said, "Why don't you tell your mother the truth?"

Jiang Waner lowered her head slightly, pursed her lips and said, "Mom has been worried a lot lately. The demolition and father's injury have all made her feel very uncomfortable.

When I walked by the door of her room at night, I could hear her sighing. The wrinkles on her face seemed to have increased... I really didn't want her to worry about me anymore... She was tired enough.

.”

Listening to the girl's words, Yang Tian felt an inexplicable warmth.

She is indeed a filial and well-behaved little girl.

Looking at her slightly lowered face, Yang Tian only felt that this little girl was getting cuter.

He raised his hand and touched her little head and said: "Well, Wan'er is so filial, be good~" Jiang Wan'er obediently accepted Yang Tian's touch, but when she heard this, she raised her head and gave Yang Tian a white look.

, said: "Mr. Yang, what you said... sounds like my father's tone..." Yang Tian smiled and said: "Then you can be my daughter.

Such a lovely daughter, don’t give it up for free.”

"I don't want to! Humph!"

Jiang Waner pursed her lips and said, and then whispered in a voice that only she could hear: "I don't want to be a daughter..." "What did you say?"

Yang Tian asked, not hearing her murmur clearly.

"nothing!"

Jiang Waner's face turned slightly red and she said.

Looking at the girl's cute little appearance, Yang Tian smiled and did not ask any more questions, but said: "Don't worry, whether it's demolition fees or animals that intend to invade you, I will help you take care of all your worries.

.

You just need to stay at home and stay with your mother."

When Jiang Waner heard this, she felt warm and at peace in her heart.

She showed a smile of sincere gratitude and said to Yang Tian: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Yang Tian smiled.

...the next morning.

Sun Qingyun, the director of the demolition office who had just arrived at the office and was still feeling hot, was very concerned when he heard from his assistant that deputy director Zhang Weiming was seriously injured and hospitalized.

After briefly sorting out the things at hand, he quickly left for the hospital to visit Zhang Weiming.

Over the years, Zhang Weiming has been Sun Qingyun’s right-hand man.

The two of them have always been of the same mind, doing evil together and sharing the spoils together.

Including this slum demolition, a large part of it needs to be handled by Zhang Weiming himself, so now that something happened to Zhang Weiming, of course Sun Qingyun has to take care of it.

When he arrived at the hospital and walked into Zhang Weiming's ward, Sun Qingyun was slightly surprised.

On the hospital bed, Zhang Weiming was lying ill, looking very weak.

The sheets were very white, the bedding was very white, but his complexion was even whiter.

And it's that extremely miserable kind of paleness.

Sun Qingyun frowned, walked over and said, "Old Zhang, what happened to you? Why are you like this?"

When Zhang Weiming saw the leader coming, his facial expression became a little more energetic, and he said with a sad face: "Director, you don't know, I have been badly hurt this time! Even my life has been taken away.

ah!"

When Sun Qingyun heard this, he was instantly stunned.

All your lifeblood has been lost?

That’s not it… “What’s going on?

Is there... no chance to pick it up?"

Sun Qingyun said with a strange expression.

Zhang Weiming's expression suddenly became more sad and miserable, and he was almost crying, "No more! It was cut in half vertically, how can I pick it up!"

When Sun Qingyun heard this, he trembled all over just thinking about it.

Cut in half vertically?

Damn, this is too miserable, right?
Chapter completed!