On the second day, Leng Jun, who had already taken the Empire State Building as his home, got up early.

The father is in the palace, and he fought hard for most of the night last night, and this son, he should do his best to fulfill his filial piety.

The old rule, my father's meeting must be on the top of the building, in the practice ground that was carefully built for him.

After going to the imperial dining room of the Empire State Building first, personally supervising the imperial chef, and preparing a nutritious breakfast for his father and himself, Leng Juncai carried a delicate and multi-layered rosewood lunch box with thermal insulation function to the roof of the building.

It seems that the weather is good today, the sky is clear, and in the slight morning breeze, the precious white chrysanthemums on the roof of the building that have been purple and red are withering, but those rows of plum blossoms seem to be a little impatient to bud.

As far as the eye can see, the second bridge and the third bridge of the bridge are close to the eyes, a round of red sun has jumped out of the rolling river, is slowly rising from the center of the fourth bridge, and the Xixia Mountain in the distance is also ethereal in the mist.

The rivers and mountains are like poetry, the scenery is picturesque, and the great rivers and mountains in front of him did not bring Leng Jun much good mood.

This bad mood is all caused by relatives and sisters, Leng Ling'er...

In a series of faint high-fives, Leng Jun gently pushed open the small door of the practice shed in the sun room.

In the warm practice room, wearing a set of navy blue sportswear, short hair like a needle, Wolong silkworm eyebrows, and cold eyes, Leng Pengcheng has brought his fists and feet to a new height.

Last night, Leng Pengcheng, who had gone through several battles in two new cities in a row, was proud and refreshed at the moment.

Seeing that his son, who was still wearing pajamas and was so handsome that he didn't want to come in, Leng Pengcheng smiled happily.

As if deliberately showing off, Leng Pengcheng suddenly pulled onions on dry land and easily flew to the nearly five-meter-high steel beam.

Standing on this high steel beam, in the cheers of his son, after crossing two steps with his arms open, Leng Pengcheng clapped his hands proudly, and then another 'Lingcui Water Shear', after completing two somersaults in the air, he flew down.

"Come on, Jun'er, how about we make two moves. ”

Leng Pengcheng seemed to be unsatisfied, he turned around and smiled, and beckoned to Leng Jun.

Leng Jun advanced the lunch box, and also walked over with a smile, he first handed a towel to Leng Pengcheng, and then quipped:

"You'd better spare me, if you accidentally beat me, it won't directly hurt me. ”

Haha laughing, Leng Pengcheng took the towel, wiped the fine sweat on his face, and then affectionately pulled Leng Jun and sat down at a stone table.

It's not about what to eat, although there are not many varieties of breakfast, but they are all high-quality products for replenishing energy.

Father Shuai likes to eat mutton, so the sheep/whip sheep eggs and sheep kidneys, in the cold and handsome imperial dining room, naturally have sufficient inventory.

Other kinds of whips, all kinds of eggs, all kinds of kidneys, naturally like beautiful flowers and butterflies, Leng Jun will deliberately reserve some, so that his father can often come to relax and change his taste.

As for tonics like those ordinary cordyceps, hippocampal liver and thousand-year-old ginseng, there will be special personnel responsible for management and procurement, and there are many of these things in the royal food warehouse.

"Dad, can you still control the development of Uncle Zhang Guoqiang?" Seeing that Leng Pengcheng had almost eaten, Leng Juncai asked anxiously.

After wiping his mouth with a wet towel, Leng Pengcheng looked up at the window, and he smiled coldly:

"Don't worry, it's nothing big anymore. ”

Leng Jun breathed a sigh of relief lightly, and said with a serious expression:

"Actually, this is the most perfect ending, he used one death to save our father and son, and he also brought all the mysteries and big and small problems into the raging fire of the human field, but Uncle Zhang has always regarded me and my sister as parents and children, and I am inevitably a little sad in my heart. ”

Leng Pengcheng stood up, stood by the window, turned his back to Leng Jun, crossed his hands on his hips, smiled again, and began to instruct his son:

"If you want to become a big weapon, you must first lose your kind of woman's heart, and then please send less of this kind of emotion, Zhang Guoqiang knows that he is heinous, and he only used a death under heavy pressure to protect his family, I will give an account to him, but this bastard, he is greedy for so much silver, I haven't seen much,

On my side, you don't have to worry, I have already dealt with all the hidden dangers, it is imperative that you wash yourself clean, it was he who did it, not him, and now it is all done by him Zhang Guoqiang, and it has nothing to do with my father and son!"

My father is very handsome, and I have heard and witnessed it since I was a child, and I have been taught a lot.

At this moment, Leng Jun added a few more copies to Leng Pengcheng's worship, and he nodded at Leng Pengcheng with understanding and said:

"I'm dealing with some things that should be dealt with, but the day before yesterday, I was caught off guard by Ling'er, and he took away a few cadres, which caught me off guard," Leng Jun once again complained to his sister.

"You have gone too far, just for a few million, there was a murder case, if this matter was not pressed by Zhang Guoqiang for you at the beginning, I am afraid it would have been boiling a long time ago, after all, money is something outside the body, let's be more restrained in the future!" Leng Pengcheng turned his head to look at his son and said seriously.

"It's no wonder that the owner of that matter doesn't know the height of the sky, and he has failed to collect debts many times, and he actually painted a lot of accusations that made me unhappy, and I was so angry that I came up with such a decision," Leng Jun defended himself honestly.

Seeing that his son Zhenzhen had words, Leng Pengcheng didn't blame him anymore, so he asked again: "Why did the two people who followed your sister and Han Zijian die that night?"

"It was the two of them who killed Chu Yiyi's husband, and they were exposed that night, and they were handcuffed by my sister herself, so I could only take the opportunity to get rid of them," Leng Jun was so surprised that he thought to himself, this little thing has not escaped your ears and eyes.

"Who is the person handling this matter?Is it safe and reliable?" Leng Pengcheng still didn't seem to be at ease.

Leng Jun replied lightly: "It's Wang Jing, the director of the detention center, who is absolutely reliable, and he handled this matter personally." ”

"Hmm," Leng Pengcheng nodded approvingly.

"What is the situation with that little reporter, why did you kill him?" Leng Pengcheng looked at Leng Jun again and asked.

"Don't mention that dog, he is my classmate, I have taken good care of him all these years, treating him as a cronie, who knew that this bastard wanted to betray me, how could I tolerate him," Leng Jun said resentfully.

"Then what hidden dangers are left in this matter?" Leng Pengcheng asked again with a smile.

Leng Jun said with a protruding look of innocence:

"The people who killed him were the two people who died in the detention center, and I suspected that his wife had some secrets left by him before he died, so I sent those two people to track them down, but who knew that night, they were disturbed by Ling'er. ”