Not long after the sandstorm started, Director Liang also heard the smirking woman's voice.

Only in that case, the laughter was much less dangerous than the sandstorm.

It can even be negligible.

What's more, Jing Hongming took the initiative to go over there to inspect it?

There is no such thing as Jing Hong's fate being unfair!

Director Liang also thought so, so after Jing Hong's life pounced, he focused all his attention on directing everyone to retreat.

It wasn't until he was knocked unconscious by Yue Zitong's punch, and after waking up and rushing back again, and after listening to her brief account, he knew that Yue Zitong's situation at that time was actually so dangerous.

Qi Yue, who was trained by Jing Hongming, was one of the top personal guards in Huaxia, but in front of the ghost-faced woman, she didn't last long before she was beaten into a coma with serious injuries.

What scared Director Liang even more was that this ghost-faced woman who wanted to kill Yue Zitong only appeared in front of her after breaking through Jing Hongming's outer defense line.

"Could it be that Director Jing Hong—"

When Director Liang said this in a bitter voice, he heard a person's voice behind him: "I'm fine." Makes you bothered. ”

Director Liang hurriedly looked back and saw the grizzled Jing Hongming walking in.

Although his gray-faced appearance greatly affected the official authority of the chief of the Supreme Security Bureau, his chest was still straight.

Anyone who sees Jing Hong's life will suddenly feel a sense of security.

This was earned by Jing Hongming in exchange for his efforts in more than 100 battles over the past decades, but he never lost a single battle.

"It's great that Director Jing Hong can be fine."

Director Liang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sincerely: "I'll go outside to take a look, you are responsible for taking care of Yue Zitong." ”

What kind of relationship Jing Hongming and Yue Zitong is, Director Liang knows it well, and knows that others are "their own people", and some words are more suitable for the two of them to talk, if he stays at the scene, the head of the Yue family will have many scruples, so it is better to simply flash people.

After sending Director Liang away, Jing Hongming looked at Yue Zitong, who was covered in blood, frowned and asked, "How did you do it?" ”

No matter how unaccustomed he was to Yue Zitong's behavior of squeezing Li Nannan's value, he knew in his heart that this girl occupied an important meaning that no one could replace in a certain matter.

Therefore, he must care about Yue Zitong.

"Someone is going to kill me."

Yue Zitong's answer was also very concise: "It's the woman who hid in the distance and laughed at the storm at the beginning." ”

Without waiting for Jing Hongming to say anything, she said again: "Uncle Jing Hong, you didn't stop him. ”

This sentence has a certain sense of blame.

Jing Hongming didn't care, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "You are still standing here." ”

With more than 20 years of officialdom, Jing Hongming, who has never been good at words, has learned what kind of words to say in order to give the other party the sharpest counterattack.

Didn't Yue Zitong blame him for being "incompetent" and not stopping the ghost-faced woman?

Then Jing Hongming fought back against her: "So what? You're standing here anyway, she's gone. ”

Yue Zitong's lips moved, and he changed the subject: "Tenth Uncle Jing Hong——"

Jing Hongming interrupted her: "Master Yue, you still call me by my name, or your position." ”

Is it really rare to be the head of the Yue family and call people uncles?

Even if the behavior of the head of the Yue family to use his little nephew is shameless and unaccustomed to being looked down upon, what can you do with me?

Yue Zitong immediately became kind: "Director Jing Hong, do you know who that ghost woman is?" ”

Jing Hongming thought about it for a while and said nonsense: "The person who wants to kill you." ”

If so, can Yue Zitong scold his mother?

Forget it.

Guy Jing Hongming is not only an elder, he didn't lie, but the way he answered the question was too "tactful".

It's better to simply say, "You ask me, who am I going to ask?" ”

Talking to someone like Jing Hongming was regarded by Yue Zitong as one of the most boring things.

Especially when the heart is weak, it is best to get to the point directly.

In a few minutes, Yue Zitong, who has strong language skills, appeared on the ghost-faced woman, and simply knocked Qi Yue unconscious, and was about to attack poor Aunt Ben, when suddenly a guy with a ponytail came and took the opportunity to sneak attack, using a triangle iron as a spear, throwing the ghost-faced woman out of the window, and letting the tornado take away, and briefly recounted it.

When she recounted this, Jing Hongming always listened quietly and did not say a word.

After Aunt Ben finished speaking, he still didn't say a word, turned around and left.

"Wait!"

Yue Zitong was a little unhappy: "Director Jing Hong, don't you want to say something?" ”

"What I'm going to say, I've said it a long time ago."

"You've ever said so much to me? How do I know what you're going to say now? ”

"I mean, you'll regret it sooner or later."

Jing Hongming turned around, glanced at her coldly, and walked out quickly without waiting for her to say anything.

Yue Zitong stared at his back blankly, and after disappearing outside the door, he shouted, "Why should I regret it? I didn't do anything wrong! ”

Click!

As soon as her words fell, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the middle of the sky outside the window.

Immediately after, dense raindrops fell with a bang.

When the raindrops hit the colored steel tiles on the east wall, they will make a tuk-tuk sound.

When it hits the surface of the river, it will splash small waves.

This year, the rain in Jinghua is abundant, and the shoreline of this small river, which did not have much water in previous years, has reached an all-time high.

In front of Wang Dacheng squatting, the deepest part of the river was almost four meters deep.

Sitting on the maza, listening to the sound of the raindrops hitting the sun umbrella in a hurry, humming the bridge section of "Outwitting Weihu Mountain" in his mouth, staring at the fishing rod float on the water, not having to be troubled by what to eat at the next meal, and whether there is money to spend these "worldly", can you deeply appreciate the transcendent artistic conception in the poem of the ancients.

Slanting wind and drizzle, no need to return.

In the past, when the water in this river was shallow, there were also fish.

But at that time, the largest fish was palm long.

But after a few heavy rains since the beginning of summer this year, the fish in the river have grown almost overnight.

The largest weighs three or four pounds!

Okay, don't make a fool of yourself.

The fish in the creek did not suddenly grow up, but because after several successive rainstorms, when the water in the fish ponds upstream was full, the fish raised shook their heads and fled into the small river.

For 18 consecutive days, Wang Dacheng would come to fish every day and had a lot of harvest.

The owner of the contracted fish pond once approached him and said that the fish were his.

"What about your sister's joke?

You say these fish are yours, you call them names, will they agree?

Don't say yes?

Then hurry up and roll the line.

Don't mess with me.

Do you know who the homeroom teacher of the little grandson of the second uncle's family next door to my cousin is?

That's the beautiful nurse sister who fell in love with Jinghua Lin's family, Lin Kang Bailin, during his hospitalization!

Believe it or not, with a phone call, the police can come and take you away and squat in a detention center for half a month?

Hey, don't go!

Hmph, even if you go fast, you can count it as a good year.

If it had been in the 70s of the last century, I would have to cut off the tail of you, a bourgeoisie.

Alas, it's still good in that era, if you see who has money, you will go to his house to smash and rob, not only will you not be caught, but you will still make meritorious service.

It's like this materialistic society in modern times, and when I touched a little girl's butt on the bus yesterday, I was scolded by many people as an old hooligan.

Phew!

If it had been when I was younger, I would have to let you know what it really was—"

The more Wang Dacheng thought about it, the more angry he became, especially after thinking that he, the "commander" of the year, had fallen to the point where he couldn't even marry his wife, it would be strange if he could still maintain his calm mind just now.

Just when he couldn't help but open his mouth to shout and curse something, he suddenly saw something big falling from the sky.

It landed right on the water directly in front of him, and there was a loud pop and a splash.

Just like a cannonball dropped, the splashed water drenched Wang Dacheng, who was sitting under the sun umbrella, into a soup chicken.

"What's going on?"

Wang Dacheng was so confused that he forgot to wipe the water on his face and stared at the river.

The splash was stirred up, and after it fell quickly, something floated up from under the water.

It's personal.

Woman!

Wang Dacheng blinked vigorously, and immediately made the most correct judgment in his heart after seeing the person who quickly surfaced and slowly sank.

Although he hadn't seen the man's face yet, he could determine that it was a woman based on how she looked when she came up.

When a man and a woman drown, or fall into a coma, the man is face down, while the woman is face up, as for why this is the case - Wang Dacheng is too lazy to explain anything, he just needs to know that this person who suddenly fell from the sky is a woman.

Since she is a woman, Wang Dacheng is interested.

After all, ordinary people can never understand how much an old bachelor longs to have a woman's heart.

After a few glances around, there were no idlers waiting for anything.

Wang Dacheng looked up at the sky again.

The dense rain silk fell, except for the rain silk and the rain silk, I didn't see any spaceship or anything like that.

Whatever!

Wang Dacheng immediately took off his watch, threw off his slippers, put his hands together in the air, took a deep breath, and plunged into the river, which was not inferior to professional divers at all.

Good water quality is also an important reason why Wang Dacheng has survived until now.

Otherwise, as early as 30 years ago, after he raped and killed a woman from other places and was chased by the police to the river, if he hadn't relied on his good water nature, he would have been shot to death.

In the water, Wang Dacheng's movements were quite vigorous, and he quickly pierced to the bottom of the water and grabbed the woman's hair.

It didn't take much effort at all, Lao Wang saw that he dragged the person out of the water, so he had time to look at her face.

It's a woman, and you can't go wrong.

It's this face - it's colorful, what is this smeared?

It seriously hindered Lao Wang's ability to discover beauty.

Rubbing his hand on that face a few times, Lao Wang looked at it again, and the tiger's body shook violently.

He swears!

He swore to the sky, to the woman he had killed thirty years ago, to the little girl who had been indecent on the bus that day, that he had lived to be sixty-six years old, but he had never seen such a beautiful woman.

Shy of flowers?

Or is it a sinking fish and a goose?

These are the only two words that Lao Wang can think of to describe beauty, but he feels inappropriate.

The beauty of Gain, a beauty from heaven, is indescribable by these two cheesy idioms.

It can only be said that the so-called beauties on the screen now are tied up, and they are not as good as the beautiful eyebrows of the beauties from the sky.

"I'm dreaming. No, I'm not dreaming. God has mercy on me, and I have been lonely for so many years. That's why he sent her for me to enjoy—even if, after the enjoyment, I would die immediately, it would be worth it. ”

After carrying the beauty to the grove on the shore, Wang Dacheng muttered to himself, knelt on one knee, and began to undress her.