That night, Shen Qing, who came out of the detention center, was surrounded and chased, and then left in two groups with Zhang Yibing. This side separated, Liu Fei called 6 Jingxing, and the man who was having a meeting in the presidential palace was interrupted by his cell phone in his pocket. The president, vice president, and foreign ministry personnel were all there.

It was absolutely impossible to make a mistake in the middle of the meeting, so a text message came from Liu Fei's news of being chased.

After seeing the news, he looked at Peng Yu, who was not far from him, with a conditioned reflex.

Under his quiet eyes is a pool of darkness that can devour everything.

The hand holding the phone under the table tightened slightly, and I went over to text messages and reached out to kick the phone back into my pocket.

Sitting in the seat with straight back, ahead of him was a foreign ministry official giving opinions on the affairs of the two countries.

Below is everyone listening quietly.

In this area, a deadly rushing was taking place on the bustling streets of Z Country. Zhang Yi was pulled by Liu Fei and ran wildly among the crowd. Because of the business, when he came out, he stepped on a pair of high heels. When he ran wildly, it was naturally not possible.

"Can the shoes be replaced?" asked while pulling her to dodge.

"Yes," Zhang Yi replied.

“How old?”

“37.”

After the words fell, the two of them arrived at a small vendor. Liu Fei reached out and threw the boss two photos of Grandpa Mao, fucked his slippers behind his ear and threw them on the ground. "Hurry up."

Zhang Yi's shoes were changed, but Liu Fei did not throw away the high heels she was stepping on her feet. Instead, he bent down and picked them up, and pulled her to continue running wildly.

As the other party was chasing him, Liu Fei suddenly reached out and his high heels disappeared. Then, a whine came.

Her shoes became his weapon.

This was her second time running to death, once in the capital and once in the country.

And it's all related to Shen Qing.

It's really sour.

"When I was studying, the teacher and the classmates said that I was a first-class good girl." Zhang Yi gasped. "So, do you want to tell me that your mouth that was like arsenic was produced by Shen Qingxuan?" Liu Fei said, pulling the person and turning left and entering the alley. "So," Zhang Yi admitted generously. "Then you should thank her. Without her, you will definitely suffer a lot of losses," Liu Fei concluded.

Although the women beside Shen Qing are more polite than the other, it has to be said that if they are outside, neither of them will suffer losses.

On this side, Zhang Yi and Liu Fei were running wildly, while on that side, Shen Qing, Qiao Peng and several other bodyguards ran wildly.

The bustling night market always comes to an end. When it comes to an empty place, it seems to be particularly difficult to hide.

Qiao Peng contacted Xie Cheng as soon as possible, but the side seemed to be far apart. It was not a matter of a short period of time. In this way, he could only rely on his own abilities.

Four vs. dozens of people, there is really no chance of winning.

But, you can't be slaughtered, right?

If Liu Fei hadn't led half of the people over, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as a dozen at this time.

"Is there a public security bureau nearby?" Shen Qing asked as he looked at the situation in front of him.

"Yes, but we have to go out and talk about it," Qiao Peng said calmly.

"Where is your boss?" At this time, Xie Cheng shouldn't help?

"It's too far." "Your boss, let him come," Shen Qing's words were cold, without any warmth.

Looking at the situation in front of me, after thinking about it, I still felt that life is more important. After all, she still has her son waiting at home.

But the other party seemed to not give her a chance to bring reinforcements.

Flocked up and surrounded them in the middle.

Qiao Peng and the two bodyguards behind him were originally Jianjiazi, while Shen Qing was not a Qingshui Xiaocai from the beginning.

She is not unable to dance with a knife and a gun.

So, a battle broke out like this.

Shen Qing's agile body and fierce techniques were interspersed among the crowd, and the strength of men and women was very different, but it has to be said that Shen Qing could use cleverness.

Maybe there was no need to protect Shen Qing, and everyone didn't think the battle was too difficult.

For a moment, everyone was scattered.

That night, there was a cruel and ruthless woman who caused her move to death.

Treat the enemy without any mercy.

Every move, I tried my best.

"Which Peng family asked you to come?" The woman was wearing a gray coat and there was some dust. The shoes she stepped on her feet had long disappeared. She stood barefoot on the floor tiles in early March, perhaps sweating, and didn't feel any coldness.

The words were slightly breathing, but the tone was cruel and ruthless, with gloomy. She was very beautiful, but when she opened her eyes and frowned, she was extremely intimidating, and she contained the aura of a person in power. "We want your life." "That's up to see if you have this ability," Shen Qing sneered. She was not as skilled as others, but never gave up.

Even if she dies, she will be able to pull down one person, so as not to feel that she is losing too little. But as a businessman, she never does business at a loss.

A fight in the deep alley began in March and gradually subsided in this corner.

Just because someone brought someone, the sound of breathing in the corner of the dark night was the sound of lingering. Shen Qing held his knees and looked at the scene in front of him, and then his eyes fell on the man in the distance, and he couldn't help but speak sarcastically. "Mr. Xu is late!" The man stood at the entrance of the alley, never answering Shen Qing's words. Maybe it was dim or maybe it was too far away. Shen Qing did not see the expression on the man's face clearly. He looked at him from a distance and saw a woman standing behind him. The woman's hand was tightly held in his palm. She thought, this person must be Mrs. Xu, who had long been famous.

The man in front of him had an unfathomable temperament. Even a casual home outfit could not hide his aura. "Take it away and force it to confess." After a long time, a low and extremely magnetic voice sounded in this cramped alley.

"Yes, sir," a respectful reply sounded. "Are you dead?" the man asked, but he was asking Shen Qing.

The latter is silent and does not allow a response.

The corners of his mouth were bloody but his smile was serene. In the dark night, the two of them could not see any expressions in their eyes.

Until a gust of wind blows with a hint of blood, the man frowned slightly and looked at Shen Qing and took his wife deep. "Mrs. Xu," Seeing that he was about to leave, Shen Qing called him softly. The two stopped and the woman named Mrs. Xu turned around and looked at Shen Qing slowly, with a elegant and clear posture; "Your husband is a very good woman's fate." Shen Qing couldn't swallow his tone when he was still chased by someone in his territory.

What if you don't have a good time, let's go together.

It's fun to be neat, right? "Mr. Shen, if you can give me enough evidence, I think I will thank you," the latter's sneered tone, as if he didn't care whether her husband's previous private life was indecent. What he wanted was just enough evidence to make her divorce. "Why not? I'll sacrifice myself?" Shen Qing leaned against the wall with his hands and leaned against the wall in a good mood to give advice to the people in front of him.

He is very stunning to save the suffering and the suffering.

The woman smiled and reached out to leave a seaweed-like hair behind her ear; "I don't mind." Shen Qing chuckled and shrugged, as it was clear.

Mr. Xu, who was standing aside, looked extremely ugly. Shen Qing was not a good guy.

And his wife, too.

"Have you talked enough?" The man spoke secretly, looking at his wife, holding her hand symbolically tightened, as if warning. "Dr. Xu, everyone in the world knows that your wife is pregnant, and you don't want your son or you. Even if you put your billions of empires in front of her, she still doesn't want you. Why do you bury people in this cold grave? Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground!" "Shen Qing, as a princess in a country, she ran to a foreign country and was chased by someone. Should I say you are incompetent? Or should I say that the people behind you don't care about your life or death at all? You don't put your helping hand in front of your husband, but you snatch me up. Why? The princess who are below one person and above ten thousand people at home are not here to hook up with a married man?" Hearing this, Shen Qing sneered coldly, stretched out his index finger to wipe the corner of his mouth.

A trace of blood turned his face and smiled faintly; "I have lived for more than twenty years, and I probably know what it means to be under the roof." "You know yourself," the man did not hide his praise for her. "Excessive award," and Shen Qing did not hide his shamelessness. "Dr. Xu, with the principle of being good to you and I am good to everyone, I think you will always push it. Otherwise, you also know that my husband and son are all in the country. If one day I am eager to think about family, I can't help but go to Mrs. Xu to talk about life and ideals, that would be bad. Although we have not done anything wrong, I have heard of your past in search of flowers and willows. Mr. Xu, I would like to remind you that your wife is missing now. "I will find you." "No need to look for me, I will find you," a voice interjected.

The man's mouth twitched, his head buzzed, and he looked at his lover for a while before he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth; "Are you stupid? Can't you hear that she is fooling you?"

The woman glanced at him slowly, and then her eyes fell on the palms that were tightly held by the man, with cold eyes and coldness; "How many women have you held with your hands?" Shen Qing laughed unceremoniously when he heard this.

It even smells a little gloating.

At this time, Shen Qing didn't seem to want to waste his time on the country Z, and knew that if the country Z was pushing hard, the situation would definitely reach the peak, but the man in front of him seemed to be very leisurely and was not ready to kill the mess soon.

A tiger is not powerful, thinks she is a sick cat?

Don't help her? It doesn't matter.

She can always get into trouble with his wife and divorce him.

I heard that this Mrs. Xu is not a thing in the pool.

I heard that Mrs. Xu drove her car and broke one of Mr. Xu's legs.

He returned to the hospital with anger. "How did you agree to me before coming?" The man frowned slightly at his wife. He was obviously extremely depressed, but his words were indeed very delicate and soft.

On that night, Shen Qing fully demonstrated the essence of the shit-smuggling stick. It was indeed a shameful thing to be chased on his territory, but the man in front of him had a very terrible skill, but she was waving in a leisurely manner, which made her angry mind buzz. On that night, Shen Qing was slightly injured and sent to the hospital.

At the same time, there was even smoke in the conference room of Guonafang. However, the smoke did not last for a very long time.

The next day, the Supreme People's Procuratorate interrogated Peng Juan, and the situation was at its worst. All domestic and foreign media held their breath and focused their attention on this side.

Mr. Peng's desire to kill Shen Qing to divert the public's focus was dashed.

What everyone is watching is still Peng Juan’s case.

I thought the situation was so over. On March 15, Shen Qing was in the manor and looked at the sunny weather outside the window. He was in a bad mood, but it was not bad either.

"Mrs. Mo is afraid there is no way out," Zhang Yi reached out and leaned against one glass wall with his hand in his water cup, his words faintly.

I left home in early February, and now I have been in more than a month.

"No one can make a conclusion until the real dust is settled. Political struggles depend on the last card," in early April, the national election was about to come.

What is the ending depends on the remaining months.

Mrs. Mo's affairs were promoted by Xu, but she was not worried about the domestic situation. At this time, 6 Jingxing had not heard any sound for many days, and most of them were daily text messages to tell you about it.

The night she was injured and hospitalized, the man came on an extremely long phone call. The two of them talked about the matter on the phone and then discussed the follow-up.

During this period, Xie Cheng came once and brought his boss's meaning.

It's just that I hope that the matter of Country Z will be resolved earlier and then let her get out as soon as possible.

Save the annoying things like that.

Shen Qing naturally understood that after all, his wife was not a good person.

"Peng Juan is the granddaughter of Mr. Peng, and Mr. Peng is also a senior citizen of the country. The senior's granddaughter violates international law. This alone can make public opinion crush him to death. No matter what, the election is no longer the fate of them, and it is just a futile struggle," Zhang Yi briefly analyzed the matter.
To be continued...