She doesn't seem to have heard of such a name, she only remembered the word C-jes when Han Yuze was talking to them this morning, and Pei Luojia, she heard it for the first time, I don't know if it's a person or what... Jin Xuexuan is also eighteen years old this year, and she knows very well that there are some things to ask and some things not to ask, so she just said in surprise: "Really...?" ”

Hearing Jin Xuexuan's answer, Li Yuanhao, who realized that he had said too much, was a little annoyed by his gaffe, but in an instant, he looked at Jin Xuexuan differently, and there are few people who can restrain their curiosity.

"The team of agents you need will be here in twenty minutes to report, and if nothing else, I guess I can leave, right?" Li Yuanhao, who has changed the topic, is ready to say goodbye, it is too dangerous to stay in front of this pure girl, and if there is another gaffe, then Li Yuanhao may have to go back to the red star and start all over again.

Jin Xuexuan nodded, looked down at the Samsung mobile phone with a pink shell in his hand, and added two new numbers, one Li Yuanhao and one Cui Yue.

Jin Xuexuan couldn't describe her mood at this time, and she began to have a new understanding of Cui Yue's power.

"Xue Xuan? What are you doing there? Come here! If it's too late, the room will be occupied! ”

In the distance, there was a loud and excited voice from Park Cao'e.

"I'll be right here!" Kim Seo-hyun replied.

Let's hurry over.

She likes to be quiet when she rests, and she seems to remember that there are a few sisters whose sleeping appearance and sleeping habits are not very good, such as someone grinding their teeth, someone talking in their dreams, Jin Xuexuan feels that the most fortunate thing is probably that no one can sleepwalk, otherwise she will definitely collapse-

Seoul City No. 1 Hospital.

Zheng Mengyun, who had just finished dealing with the affairs at hand in an emergency, hurriedly walked over, and in this special ward lay his son, who had been injured last night, and his wife, who had been guarding here all night, plus two frightened little nurses.

Like him, his wife's face was also full of exhaustion, her eyes were red, and she was a little swollen, but unlike Zheng Mengyun, his wife was the sequelae of the all-nighter, and she burst into tears on the spot when she saw her child unable to stand up with blood on her legs.

At this time, when she saw the pillar of the family coming, she seemed to have relieved the worry that was pressing on her heart, and her whole person collapsed, leaning on the white wall of the hospital in a trance. I was frightened for most of the night, and I cried for most of the night, and as soon as I closed my eyes, the scene of my son covered in blood came to my mind, and she was already very strong without a mental breakdown.

Zheng Mengyun ignored her, but walked quickly to the front of the hospital bed, looked at Zheng Juncheng's pale face, lifted the quilt and looked at his son's legs, after seeing the blood soaked out of the bandage, Zheng Mengyun's brows furrowed fiercely, turned his head and asked the doctor next to him with his hands hanging down: "How is my son?" ”

"The bullet on your son's leg has been taken out, but he is relatively weak now, so he should rest for a while." The doctor replied.

He obviously also knew Zheng Juncheng's identity, and did not recuperate in the hospital for Zheng Mengyunjian, he knew that with the power of the Zheng family, there was no need to stay in their hospital.

Until Zheng Mengyun finished understanding the situation, the young woman sitting on the edge of the hospital bed asked in a low voice as if she was afraid of disturbing her son, "Husband, who has Xiaocheng provoked?" Even such a vicious method was used? What are the police officers doing in Seoul, and why is no one caring about such a big incident? What about the murderer? Why hasn't there been any news yet? ”

Zheng Mengyun seemed to have a headache about his wife's so many problems, and shook her head a little impatiently and replied: "It's not that no one cares, but no one dares to care." ”

"Huh?"

"It was Pei Luojia who went out last night..."Zheng Mengyun looked very troubled by this and rubbed his temples.

"Who is Peroga?" As a noble lady, the young woman lives in a simple place every day, except for shopping and playing cards with the rich lady in the same circle, she does not know about the outside news, and she seems to be even less aware of the change of external forces, although she can know from the murder and robbery cases reported on the TV that the world is not very peaceful, but the TV does not tell her that these events have anything to do with it.

"Peroga is no one. It's a... Rising forces. Zheng Mengyun thought about it for two seconds before using such an adjective uncertainly.

In fact, not only the Zheng family, but now the major forces and family leaders in South Korea are also very headaches for Pei Luojia's definition, this thing started from the underworld, but there is not much interest in the black forces in South Korea, except for the "black conference" that dominated Seoul in October, there is no more expansion of power, and most of what is done in places such as Busan is just cooperation, and there is no big move. And it is impossible to say that they are white forces, because they don't have an obvious identity, even C-jes company or Red Star Office, they are all half-black and half-white.

And most importantly, it has only been established for four years, but it has developed so much that even a wealthy family like them has to be afraid of three points.

"Even the Zheng family can't deal with them?" The young woman's expression was astonished.

She could tell from the flattery in the eyes of the rich ladies who were loitering with her on weekdays how prominent the modern Zheng family was, and now her husband, a member of this illustrious family, told her that his family also had opponents who were too afraid to retaliate, which made her faith suffer a huge shock.

Zheng Mengyun knew that his wife had lost her attention to the outside world in her life, so he had no intention of explaining, and he even doubted that his wife could understand what kind of existence Pei Luojia was, and looked at her eyes that had lost her youthful color and looked confused, and shook his head, he felt that it was probably incomprehensible.

Pei Luojia said that the strong is indeed strong, and the weak is indeed weak.

As I said before, the time for its rise is too short, which is a fatal flaw, and in terms of background, it is still worse than a deep-rooted wealthy family like the Zheng family. Pei Luojia's current strength is based on the terrifying strength of its high-level leaders, and based on the investigation of their strength, Zheng Mengyun has every reason to believe that as long as they are willing, they can break into the Zheng family's heavily guarded compound at any time to negotiate face-to-face with their own powerful sixth brother.

"I want to talk to Sixth Brother about this." After Zheng Mengyun finished speaking, she hurriedly left the room without looking at Zheng Juncheng again.

The young woman looked at her husband's back and stopped, turned her head and grabbed her son's bloodless pale hand, and tears fell down her eyes. From her husband's expression, she knew the severity of this incident, which was all blamed on her being too indulgent to her son, her husband's career was busy, and the burden of educating her children fell on her shoulders, but she thought that it was enough to ask for a tutor, so she focused on other things. If it hadn't happened today, she wouldn't have known what her son had done to satisfy her selfish desires. She knew very well that this was definitely not the first time, and if she didn't care, it would definitely not be the last.

Some things always happen before people regret it.

Some people only regret it after the fact.

Freezing three feet, not a day's cold.

Outside the ward.

"Sixth brother, how to solve the affairs of the small town?" In the end, Zheng Mengyun still doesn't want to just forget it, whether it is for the glory on the Zheng family's face, or for his son not to be beaten in vain.

"I've got the news, and I know what you're thinking." Zheng Mengzhun in front of the desk stood up, walked to the huge window, looked at the endless scenery of green trees and blue sky outside the window, Zheng Mengzhun muttered in his mouth: "I have the same idea." ”

"So what do we need to do?" Zheng Mengyun's expression softened a little, he was worried that his son would be injured in vain, and with Zheng Mengyun's reply, it undoubtedly made him feel a little relieved.

Zheng Mengzhun was silent for a long time and said, "Wait." ”

"How long do you have to wait?" Zheng Mengyun asked,

"Wait for a chance." Zheng Mengzhun didn't care about his younger brother's attitude, he knew very well that if he thought differently, he would probably be more radical. "It won't be long."

"I see." Zheng Mengyun exhaled a breath of turbidity, and he didn't put down his phone until he hung up the phone on the other end.

When he returned to the ward, he slowed down when he saw the situation in the room. The wife had fallen asleep on her son's hospital bed, with a little tear stains on her face, a slightly tangled brow, and she stretched out her hand to hold her son's pale and weak hand hanging on the edge of the bed.

Zheng Mengyun stood quietly for a while, then took off her clothes and put them on for his wife, turned around and went out, closed the door and ordered the bodyguards outside to protect the people in the room, and went straight downstairs and drove away.

Wait?

Zheng Mengyun was a little confused by this answer.

However, since he said wait, just wait

Two days passed.

Pei Luojia was busy searching for the traitor who leaked the news during this time, and he didn't release too many tentacles to the outside world. And even if it was the previous situation, I am afraid that it would not be possible to find out what the Zheng family, who is silent now, is trying to do.

In the past two days, all the discussions in the upper circles have been about Zheng Juncheng.

This young man, who is usually notorious, at this critical time, brought a burst of undercurrents with his crippled body, which surprised those in power.

If it weren't for the fact that Perojia was preparing for delivery.

If it weren't for the ICPO, someone would have arrived in South Korea.

If it weren't for the purge that Ye Qingyao carried out a year ago.

Even if Zheng Juncheng is dead, he will not attract the attention of these people. And he was injured at his own venue at this time, and I heard that he is still not out of danger, and it seems that the person who is doing it is still Pei Luojia, who is being watched by the Quartet, which is a little intriguing.