At this time, there was a noise outside the national elite organization, and then there were waves of footsteps. It sounded like there were about a dozen people. Shao Jiayun didn't know what was going on and immediately walked out to take a look.
Shao Jiayun frowned and said to the policeman next to him: "Tell the director that Minister Hong from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is here." The policeman followed the order and walked into the room where the rescue measures were being implemented. After a while, the director of the national elite organization was in a hurry.
He rushed out and saw Minister Hong and said, "Minister Hong, why are you here in person? The Li Xiaokuang incident was a misunderstanding. I have already ordered his release."
"What?" Shao Jiayun was shocked when he saw the anger on Minister Hong's face. Could it be that Minister Hong already knew about his torture of Li Xiaokuang? Minister Hong walked into the room and looked inside, only to see Li Xiaokuang's face was ashen.
Two people in white coats were lying there, performing emergency rescue operations. Minister Hong didn't expect that Li Xiaokuang had been tortured into such a state, and his heart ached. He turned around and looked at the National Elite Organization Bureau, which looked embarrassed.
Long, a tall, thin young man with an angry face squeezed into the room from the crowd. He pushed away the two doctors with a serious expression and started rescuing Li Xiaokuang himself. Outside the room, Minister Hong and the director of the national elite organization were talking.
Minister Hong sternly ordered the national elite organization to find out the person who forced Li Xiaokuang to confess and deal with it seriously. The injured person was the president of Hualong Group. Minister Hong knew that he could not let it go.
"Shao Jiayun, tell me what should we do now?" The middle-aged man came to Shao Jiayun and asked in a deep voice.
"Director, who is this Li Xiaokuang?" Shao Jiayun pretended to be stupid.
"I'm sure he was the one who tortured Mr. Li Xiaokuang to extract a confession. Mr. Li Xiaokuang told me after he woke up." The young man next to the middle-aged man said, "If I hadn't arrived, someone would have died."
"Who are you?"
"Lei Peng."
Suddenly, Shao Jiayun suddenly felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet, and it spread all over his body in an instant. "Lei Peng, come in." Suddenly, Li Xiaokuang's voice sounded in the room.
Lei Peng, the Messenger of the God of Plague, turned around and walked towards the house. Shao Jiayun stretched his neck and took a look inside. He saw Li Xiaokuang sitting on the ground and the two doctors were wiping the wounds on his face.
Isn't Lei Peng the son of the commander of the Beijing Military Region? Shao Jiayun stood there with a suspicious look on his face. He saw Li Xiaokuang and Lei Peng talking in a low voice. The two doctors next to them had pale faces. Lei Peng, the Messenger of the God of Plague
Suddenly he shouted angrily, walked out and grabbed Shao Jiayun's collar in his hand. Poor Shao Jiayun didn't dare to struggle at all. This was the first time that a man grabbed his collar like this.
Lei Peng, the Messenger of the God of Plague, really wanted to beat this woman up, but he didn't take action, turned around and ran to Li Xiaokuang's side, looked at the pale policeman, and shouted, "Why don't you open it for me?"
The policeman hurriedly took out the key from his trouser pocket and opened Li Xiaokuang's handcuffs. The plague messenger asked Li Xiaokuang with concern if he felt better at this time. Li Xiaokuang shook his head and said nothing.
"Brother the God of Plague, I'm late." Lei Peng, the messenger of the God of Plague, looked ugly at this time and said a little self-blame. Li Xiaokuang felt a little dizzy and shook for a while before he finally regained his balance.
"It's okay, I haven't been beaten like this for a long time, haha." Li Xiaokuang patted the messenger of the plague on the shoulder, drew the messenger to his side, and whispered: "You and Minister Hong also know each other?"
The Messenger of the Plague nodded and confirmed Li Xiaokuang's guess. It turned out that the Messenger of the Plague was the only son of Lei Bahu, commander of the Beijing Military Region, and he found Minister Hong of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs through his connections.
Li Xiaokuang walked slowly to Shao Jiayun, looked at the flustered Shao Jiayun, and said with a smile, Miss Shao Jiayun, don't be so nervous. I have just received your care, what should I do to thank you?
At this time, Minister Hong's angry voice came in from outside, and several people immediately fell silent for a while, listening to the argument between the two leaders. The argument was about whether Shao Jiayun should be dismissed immediately.
A few minutes later, Li Xiaokuang walked out of the room with the messenger of the plague with a relaxed expression. Minister Hong stood at the door of the building with his hands behind his back. The messenger of the plague brought Li Xiaokuang to the side of Minister Hong and said: "Uncle Hong, this is me.
My brother, Li Xiaokuang, the president of the American Hualong Group, this is my father’s old comrade-in-arms, Uncle Hong Zhantian.”
"You are Lei Peng's brother, then you, like Lei Peng, call me Uncle Hong." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
At this moment, the gloomy-looking director of the national elite organization came over. Seeing a murderous look in Li Xiaokuang's eyes, he walked to Minister Hong and said, "Shao Jiayun wants to apologize to him, is that okay?"
"Is an apology useful?" Minister Hong asked angrily.
"Li Xiaokuang is the president of the American Hualong Group. You actually arrested him for no reason and dared to torture him to extract a confession. Please give me a reasonable explanation."
"Someone reported that he is the doomsday plague killer who murdered the candidates of the Politburo. Is this explanation reasonable?" The director of the National Elite Organization replied unwilling to admit defeat. Although this middle-aged man is just the director of the National Elite Organization Bureau, he is the backer behind him.
However, Ma Sanxiu, Vice Chairman of the Political Bureau of the State Council,
So even if you are facing the Minister of Foreign Affairs and you are an old comrade-in-arms with the Commander of the Beijing Military Region Lei Bahu, you don’t really take it seriously. But no matter how awesome you are, you must find a reason to explain the lack of evidence in your hand.
If torture is used to extract confessions under certain circumstances, the impact will not be good if it is too public.
"Okay, I decided to immediately expel Shao Jiayun from all positions and expel him from the party." The director of the national elite organization resorted to the trick of losing his handsome man to save his car and continued with a gloomy face: "I will personally discuss this matter with the political
The bureau said so."
"It's up to you," Minister Hong replied. Although the director of the national elite organization has excellent work ability, he was not promoted through normal channels. Minister Hong didn't like his position, so he waved wildly at Lei Peng and Li Xiao. Hong
The minister led his people towards the outside of the national elite organization. On the way, Minister Hong said to Lei Peng, the Messenger of the God of Plague: "Lei Peng, go home and take a look when you have time. Your father hasn't seen you for a long time."
Lei Peng, the Messenger of the God of Plague, hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Li Xiaokuang, I'm going home first, and I'll go over to your villa to see you later."
"Well, I'm fine now. I can go back by myself. Don't worry about me."
Lei Peng, the Messenger of the God of Plague, nodded, threw a key to Li Xiaokuang, and said, "Just drive my car back."
The Messenger of the Plague got into Minister Hong's car and greeted Li Xiaokuang. Minister Hong motioned to the driver to drive, and the black car immediately drove away from the national elite organization Juechen.
Li Xiaokuang also drove the car belonging to the Plague Messenger Lei Peng, increased the accelerator and roared out of the National Elite Organization building.
The director of the national elite organization said to the person next to him with a gloomy face, where is Shao Jiayun?
The policeman, whose face was still very frightened, hesitated and said, "Still in the interrogation room."
The director of the national elite organization quickly walked into the interrogation room. After a while, a hysterical roar from a girl came from the interrogation room, "Why should you fire me and expel me from the party?"
The white car was moving forward quickly. Li Xiaokuang held the steering wheel and said to Xiong Shulan on the other end of the phone: "I'll go back soon. How are you? Nothing happened to you?"
"You were released? Fortunately, you came, otherwise I would have had to go to the national elite organization to make trouble." Li Xiaokuang lit a cigarette with his other hand, put it to his mouth and bit it, then looked at it.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, I continued to tell Xiong Shulan about my experiences in the country's elite organization during the past seven or eight hours.
"How dare they torture you to extract a confession?" Xiong Shulan said on the phone, her voice already trembling. I didn't expect that colleagues from these national elite organizations didn't care about me at all. It's really ***.
"Brother, I am able to come out now only because my brother knows Minister Hong of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Otherwise, I would have really fallen into trouble this time. It is okay now. I really want to see you, really."
"I said, hey, you must be careful on the road, I'm really worried about you." Li Xiaokuang heard Xiong Shulan sigh deeply on the other end of the phone, and couldn't help but reveal a sly smile on his face.
"Hey, you don't have to worry anymore. I'll be home soon. I really want to see you. No lie. You can cook some food right away. I'm very hungry now."
"Tch, you're still like this and you still say flattering things, but you haven't suffered enough? As far as I'm concerned, your physical fitness is such that even if you were placed in the hands of the God of Death of Guoan, nothing would happen."
"The Death God of Guoan, I have never seen him. Even if he is the best, he is not as good as you, God of Death. Back then, I punched the American lightweight boxing champion in the head. You know, that boxing champion was an American professional boxer.
He has won three consecutive championships in the world. To be honest, it’s nothing. I just miss you.” Xiong Shulan suddenly said seriously: “Do you really miss me? I’m just saying that I’m really important in your heart.
An important position? You have to tell the truth."
"Haha, my ideal life is to form a beauty army with you and the beauties I like, then buy an island and have a lot of sons and daughters. I want to arrange the Hualong Group first," Li Xiaokuang said softly
road.
"Beauty Army?" Xiong Shulan asked in disbelief on the other end of the phone. He only knew that Li Xiaokuang seemed to like Guan Wanyi in addition to himself, but he didn't expect that Li Xiaokuang's appetite was so big. Xiong Shulan thought that there would be others in the future.
More beauties shared Li Xiaokuang's love with him, but he stood on the other end of the phone wondering if he could accept this reality.
"I'm here. I'm already in the community. You go and cook immediately. I'm really hungry. The car has already entered the community and turned left to reach the villa."