Cang Fuxue hung up the phone almost rudely, and at the moment when the phone was disconnected, Lin Chongshan, who saw that something was wrong, had already left Cang Fuxue's office first.

"Shame on you!"

With a long sigh, Cang Fuxue held his forehead extremely hard, and his arms and forehead were bruised.

There is no need to inquire at all, Cang Fuxue already knows what happened yesterday in his regiment, and now it must be on the table of the military headquarters. Since its establishment, the Death Squad has never encountered such a humiliating thing, but this time it has allowed itself to catch up!

Another punch slammed on the desk, and under Cang Fuxue's repeated tempering, the desk in front of him finally collapsed under the burden, and the trophy that Cang Fuxue was reluctant to smash again and again was completely lost in this accident.

"Oops!"

Looking at the broken trophy, Cang Fuxue's sigh sounded heavily in the office.

On the other end of the phone, the person who was called Xiao Zhu by Cang Fuxue was eating steak elegantly, and he didn't seem to be angry at all that his phone was hung up by Cang Fuxue.

"Director, should we explain it to the head of the cang?"

The female assistant next to her asked in a low voice, after all, judging from the voice on the phone just now, the head of the cang seemed to be in a very bad mood. The NSA clashed with local forces, and even if nothing big happened, it wasn't a good story to get out.

"Shirley, you said I started eating steak for breakfast, wouldn't it be too greasy?"

Putting the last piece of chopped steak into his mouth, the man placed his glasses on the bridge of his nose on the side of the table, looking pedantic. His name is Zhu Ziqing, he is from the capital, he knows that his grandfather hopes that he can clean himself, but he is still angry about the name Zhu Ziqing.

Zhu Ziqing looked at the slender female assistant beside him inquiringly, but the latter was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Zhu Ziqing again. The temperament of the director of his own family, when his subordinates are naturally the clearest, when Zhu Ziqing looks at a person inquiringly, then this person is going to be unlucky!

"Director, I know it's wrong!"

Shirley lowered her head, and spoke in a tone that almost made her cry.

"Under the leadership of Brother Cang, the death group has indeed been in the limelight in recent years, and it is not necessarily a bad thing to suffer a loss at such a time. And it was deflated in Xiang Chen's hands, even if it was passed out, it would not be ashamed, as for whether he could swallow this breath, it depended on how Cang Fuxue enlightened himself!"

Maybe after breakfast, Zhu Ziqing was in a good mood, so Shirley didn't hear the words of punishment for herself from Zhu Ziqing's words, such as being amnesty.

"Director, that one named Xiang Chen is really powerful?"

Shirley's courage gradually recovered, and she looked at Zhu Ziqing and asked cautiously. In her opinion, Zhu Ziqing, who became the director of foreign affairs of the Security Bureau, is almost invincible, except for a few chiefs, Zhu Ziqing is a ruthless person who doesn't even care about the director, and the person who can get such a high evaluation in his mouth, Shirley has never heard of it since she started working with Zhu Ziqing.

"The only person who survived the Dark Day! You know that anyone who can put his ass on that chair once can do whatever he wants in any corner of this world, and that person named Xiang Chen put his ass on that chair three times, and three times in a row. ”

When Zhu Ziqing talked about Xiang Chen, he couldn't help but feel a little proud on his face, but Zhu Ziqing didn't want to explain too much about the pride on his face.

"Then director, you and this Xiang Chen, who loses and who wins?"

Shirley had the courage to ask Zhu Ziqing a few more words, judging from Zhu Ziqing's current demeanor, Shirley was absolutely sure that she would not be blamed by Zhu Ziqing for this question.

"Winning must be that Xiang Chen, but I heard that the reason why he retired was because his physical functions and reflexes had deteriorated, so why not fight again......"

Zhu Ziqing rubbed his chin, and his face showed a look of yearning.

Shirley became even more curious, what kind of sacredness this Xiang Chen was, and how he could convince a proud and conceited person like Zhu Ziqing. However, listening to the meaning of Zhu Ziqing in the second half, that Xiang Chen doesn't seem to be at his peak now.

Although Zhu Ziqing is not the highest combat power of the National Security Bureau, but he is also a rare opponent, Shirley silently calculated the valuation of the man named Xiang Chen, but Zhu Ziqing's next sentence directly made Shirley give up the idea of valuing Xiang Chen.

"Now Xiang Chen, his body is a little worse, I guess I shouldn't have any problem playing two!"

Even if such an answer is not glorious, there seems to be nothing embarrassing on Zhu Ziqing's face, as if the development of things should be like this.

Shirley didn't know what she should say now, and in her impression, the stubborn Zhu Ziqing had never commented on a person like this.

Xiang Chen was unconsciously covered with a veil of mystery, but at this time, Xiang Chen, as the main owner, did not know at all.

At this time, Xiang Chen was still proudly holding his mobile phone to show off to Xiang Yang the fruits of his victory yesterday.

"You don't know, the moon is dark and the wind is high, how much effort it took me to sneak in, and I have to avoid their checkpoints, that is, I am in the prime of life, and I have been replaced by someone else, and I have already been beaten into a sieve by machine guns!"

Xiang Chen was writing a big book about his actions last night, and instead of making Xiang Yang disgusted and repulsed, the picture of foaming was not disgusted and repulsed, but in Xiang Chen's endless boasting, Xiang Yang's eyes were red unconsciously.

"Xiang Chen, is it because of me that I will cause you unnecessary trouble?"

Looking at the photos on Xiang Chen's mobile phone, Xiang Yang knew that Xiang Chen would definitely do his request, but Xiang Yang never thought that Xiang Chen would do it so cleanly, without the slightest drag, and without even thinking about his own way out, he went to break into the barracks and broke the officer's leg.

"It's not a hassle to fulfill one of your little wishes!"

Xiang Chen smiled kindly.

"They have no conclusive evidence, whether it is human or physical evidence, and if someone lynches me because of your words, then you will become a prophet!"

Xiang Chen stroked Xiang Yang's head, just like Xiang Yang made a mistake when he was a child on Paradise Island, every time Xiang Chen would touch her head to comfort her that she was okay, and then hide all the weight silently.

"There really isn't a handle left?"

Xiang Yang looked at Xiang Chen, as if he could see the situation that happened in the death group last night through Xiang Chen's face.

"Don't worry, have faith in me!"

Xiang Chen said with a smile.

"Huaxia is the country that pays the most attention to the rule of law, and a harmonious society will not watch me being bullied by the powerful!"

"Harmonious society saved you!"

Maybe the smile is really contagious, seeing the smile that Xiang Chen has always had on his face, Xiang Yang also laughed.

"Xiangchen, you seem to have lost weight!"

"There's no way, the takeaway now has to be sealed with plastic wrap, and there is no way to steal it at all, it wasn't covered in the first place, and now it's not wrapped in it!"