When he walked out of the No. 3 villa in the Municipal Party Committee compound, Wang Fuxing still maintained an unpredictable smile. The youngest alternate member of the Central Committee of the Celestial Empire, at her age, in the Celestial Empire, which has always been a strict system and a well-structured officialdom, is definitely the first, her current administrative position is destined to face a bottleneck period for a long time, even if the work continues to be transferred, it is impossible to change from the deputy ministerial level to the ministerial level at her age, the energy of the Chen Department is indeed majestic, but after all, it cannot be against the sky, and in the officialdom, the criterion of every cadre is to seek power more than to seek wealth, and the promotion of the position is certainly a spring breeze, but the promotion is too fast, it may not be a good thing, Therefore, when the next term is changed, the Chen department can only find a way to promote Chen Hualou's party position.

From an alternate member of the Central Committee to a member of the Central Committee!

If it can succeed, although Chen Hualou is still sitting in the position of deputy minister, he is actually at the ministerial level!

That is, what the folk call high-level cadres.

What is this concept?

Officialdom is an extremely complicated place in any place, and the twists and turns in it are enough to dazzle ordinary people, and the officialdom of the Celestial Empire is even more so, but more sophisticated people know that in the officialdom of the Celestial Empire, at any time, party positions are more important than administrative positions!

Even much more important!

Think cow. Forced?

If you have no administrative office and no party office, you are equally bullish. If you can't force it, you won't get the awe and respect in people's hearts.

The youngest alternate member of the Central Committee of the Celestial Empire, and he will become the youngest member of the Central Committee in the future!

The rank of deputy minister is indeed considered a high-ranking official in the Celestial Empire, but in the huge Celestial Empire, there are so many vice-ministerial-level cadres who can become alternate members of the Central Committee.

This is the root cause why Chen Hualou is more confident and strong than other vice-ministerial-level officials no matter where he is!

Moreover, the level of positions in the party, many times, is also hinting at a person's ultimate future.

is such a woman, an important member of the 'eighth generation' who is being observed by the Celestial Empire but has always given high scores, and even said that she can influence the situation of the Celestial Empire in the future, such a girl, who makes her cry twice in a short period of time, except for Wang Fuxing, who has this qualification? Who has this capital?

The sense of accomplishment is indeed very different.

Wang Fuxing squinted slightly, and the other party's pitiful appearance when he picked up her thin and delicate body just now and put her in the bathtub, the smile on the corner of his mouth became softer and softer, no matter what, she became her own woman after all, and it seemed that she was almost under the strong medicine in the early stage, and she should be able to be gentle with her appropriately.

He lowered his head, and just wanted to take out a cigarette, the mobile phone rang suddenly, Wang Fuxing took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was the number of the shooter, his heart tightened, pressed the answer button, and fed softly.

"Young Master, Sister Lingxi is the same as last time, do you have time..."

The shooter spoke up as soon as Wang Fuxing was connected, and he spoke very quickly.

"I'll be right here."

Wang Fuxing said calmly, opened the door of the A7 and got in, started the car, and rushed out of the municipal party committee compound.

The People's Liberation Army Hospital is not far from the Municipal Party Committee Compound, and although there is a lot of traffic in Huating during this period, there is no such situation where people have nothing to say about the traffic jam, Comrade Wang Fuxing almost exerted his unskilled driving skills to the limit, and it took more than half an hour to finally rush to the People's Liberation Army Hospital.

Parking the car downstairs at will, Wang Fuxing glanced at the hospital gate when he got out of the car, and was slightly stunned.

At the entrance of the hospital, a red Volvo sedan slowly stopped, the door opened, and a young woman who could be said to be extremely delicate pulled a little girl like a crystal doll out of the car.

It's the young woman who once had a relationship, and it seems that her name is Ye Wei, a very beautiful name.

The thought in Wang Fuxing's mind flashed away, and he didn't have time to say hello, so he hurriedly entered the hospital elevator and went straight to the seventh floor of the hospital.

In the ward of Huangfu Lingxi, there is no longer the pomp and circumstance of last night, only the archer and the water bottle are sitting on the sofa in a daze, the shooter gently supports his cheeks, looking at the Huangfu Lingxi on the bed, I don't know what he is thinking, the two chubby little hands of the little water bottle are stirred together, the little face is sad, after seeing Wang Fuxing come in, the two got up almost at the same time and shouted the young master.

"How's it going?"

Wang Fuxing said softly, walked to the side of the Huangfu Lingxi and sat down, holding her a warm jade hand, the situation of the Huangfu Lingxi seemed to have stabilized, because of the severe pain, his face was flushed, and there was a trace of cold sweat on the tip of his nose, but the faint fragrance on his body was getting stronger and stronger, almost close to the state when she was awake.

Such a tragic and cruel muscle tissue repair, as well as the stimulation of the poison in the drug, God knows how terrifying the Huangfu Lingxi will be once he wakes up and recovers, even Wang Fuxing, who is now holding a frenzy and has greatly increased his strength, is not sure of victory.

But how many times do you have to experience that kind of pain?

Wang Fuxing's heart twitched slightly, but his face was calm as usual, and he gently wiped off the slight cold sweat on Huangfu Lingxi's face, and his movements were gentle.

"This time it didn't last long, about ten minutes, but Sister Lingxi struggled her eyes, it should be a natural reaction under nerve stimulation, not awakening, although this pain is very difficult, but now it is developing step by step in a better direction, young master, don't worry too much."

The shooter said softly, and Aquarius stood beside her, nodding vigorously, and mumbled.

"How many pills are there in that bottle?"

Wang Fuxing asked suddenly.

"About ten, if you take one pill a day, it can only last for ten days, and the doctor estimates that Sister Lingxi should wake up by then, but she will have to cultivate for a while."

The shooter said softly, the hesitation on his beautiful face flashed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "And... And the doctor said that if her guess was not wrong, in the next step, especially in the last few days, Sister Lingxi would probably be more painful, more and more intense each time, and that would be dangerous, that is... I just don't know..."

Following Wang Fuxing's side, even if he is docile and does things neatly, the shooter is unprecedented.

"I'm sure the spirit rhino can survive it."

Wang Fuxing said calmly, bent down, looked at the Huangfu Lingxi in a coma, kissed her forehead gently, and said softly: "Even if it's for me, you have to hold on." ”

Vaguely, in Wang Fuxing's hand, the palm belonging to Huangfu Lingxi, one finger seemed to move, extremely slight, and even Wang Fuxing didn't notice it.

"I'll go see Huzi."

Wang Fuxing carefully stuffed Huangfu Lingxi's hand back into the quilt, stood up and said softly, Huzi's arm has been connected, but it is just a decoration, Wang Fuxing will stay in his ward for a while almost every day, after such a long time of cultivation, he has asked Wang Fuxing more than once to be discharged, his right hand is gone, and he can also practice the left-handed knife, he is indeed not smart, but the things he has identified, many times even Wang Fuxing and Yan Di will be moved!

It's just that Wang Fuxing has always pressed him in the hospital to recuperate, and it will take a hundred days to break his muscles and bones, not to mention a broken arm? Wang Fuxing would rather have one less fierce general by his side for the time being, rather than one less brother who can really take care of each other forever!

When Wang Fuxing walked into the Huzi ward.

Downstairs in the PLA General Hospital.

Two super luxury cars, which are definitely rare in the eyes of ordinary people, drove opposite each other in the east and west, and finally stopped under the hospital building.

One of them is a dark and solemn and grand extended Lincoln, hanging a photo in the capital, behind Lincoln, two BMW 750s trailing, and finally stopped together on the curb at the entrance of the hospital.

Another luxury car was also quietly parked on the side of the road.

A white old man with blond hair neatly dressed in what seemed to be a medieval tuxedo got out of the car with a vicissitude of life, sixty years old, a face full of traces left by the years, although old, but vaguely can still know that this old man was definitely a standard beautiful man when he was young, he stood on the ground with his feet, raised his head, and stared at the tall floor of the PLA Hospital with brown eyes, and after a while, he took out a neatly folded pure white handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.

Noble, gorgeous, formal, yet sleek.

On the other side, in the extended Lincoln, an old man in a moon-white Tang suit quietly stepped out of the car, waved his hand, and told several bodyguards in the two BMW 750s around him to retreat, while he himself squinted and looked at the old man in tuxedo who was no more than 100 meters away from him.

is well-dressed, even if you have a critical eye, you have to praise that the other party is indeed dressed as a gentleman.

The demeanor is elegant, and the movements are not hurried, although they are slow, but they give people the feeling that they are not dragged at all.

The expression is quiet, and his body, it seems, every move reveals an ancient and mysterious temperament.

Western aristocracy!

is not the kind of person who can show off his might with a knighthood, and thinks that he can show off his might when he enters the upper class.

Rather, it is the real Western aristocracy.

The old man in Tang costume sank slightly, and his keen intuition, which rarely made mistakes, told him that the other party was likely to come from some ancient and powerful chaebol in the West, and was not even weaker than his own family, and the most important thing was that he was likely to have the same purpose as himself today!

The Caucasian old man who refolded the handkerchief and put it in his pocket turned his head slightly, met the eyes of the old man in Tang costume, smiled very friendly, nodded slightly, and walked into the PLA Hospital.

The old man in Tang costume snorted coldly and walked in.

The two entered the elevator together.

Destination, 7th floor!

The old man, who was dressed in a moon-white Tang costume and formed a strong conflict with the old man in the tuxedo next to him, narrowed his eyes, and the feeling of absurdity and uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

Huating, it's really a mountain rain that is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

He looked at the meticulous old man in the West beside him, and he stopped talking, as if he was hesitating to speak.

But after the other party sorted out the collar of the Western tuxedo, he took the initiative to turn his head and smiled softly: "The master told me that there are two kinds of people in the world who are most worthy of attention, one is an enemy and the other is a friend. Therefore, no matter who we meet, we should pay attention to what we wear, and the solemnity is because of respect for friends or enemies. Every enemy should be taken seriously, and so should friends, what do you say, Steward Tang An? ”

Tang An, who entered the hospital alone on the seventh floor, turned his head suddenly, and an extremely dangerous aura erupted from his body in an instant, staring at the old man who was smiling and speaking, and sneered: "You know me? ”

The gentle old man of the West shrugged his shoulders in a chic manner, his face did not change, and he smiled unusually easily in the face of Tang An, who had a strong murderous intent: "Oh, if I guessed correctly, Steward Tang didn't seem to have specially prepared a set of clothes before coming here, and you didn't even take a bath, this kind of behavior is very impolite in the West, I came to meet my friend, you came to meet your opponent, we should all maintain respect for that interesting young man, shouldn't we?" ”

"He deserves it too?!"

Tang An sneered, finally sure that the other party had the same purpose as himself, his eyes were cold and sharp, and his tone was vigilant: "Who are you?" The DuPont family? Yvette? Smith? George? Who are you? ”

The Caucasian old man smiled and said nothing, and he was not the slightest surprised when Tang An said many chaebols in elite clubs in one breath.

Tang An squinted his eyes, hesitated for a long time, and finally began to hold back the desire to make a move, firstly because he was really a little bottomless in his heart, and secondly, he didn't want to set up too many enemies for the Tang family in this situation.

"The Tang family in the East, the current situation doesn't seem to be very wonderful."

The old man smiled and said, and introduced himself randomly: "Steward Tang can call me Lanka." ”

Only a first name, no last name!

It's really cautious enough.

Tang An sneered inwardly, but his tone became more and more indifferent: "You have too many words. ”

"Ding."

The elevator went up to the seventh floor and finally stopped.

Lanka smiled, bent down slightly, and made an impeccable polite gesture to Tang An, signaling him to go first.

Tang An snorted coldly, stepped out of the elevator with one foot, Lanka came out later, and the moment the two came out, facing the second ward at the staircase, a young man's figure walked in gently and closed the door in an instant.

The eyes of the two old men in the East and the West who were over half a hundred years old narrowed almost at the same time, and this time Lanka did not give in, took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and knocked softly on the door of the second ward.

Wang Fuxing, who had not yet reached the bedroom, stood softly, but did not speak.

"Young Master of the Wang family, I'm Lanka, oh, you don't know me, but if you have time, my master would like to invite you to dinner together, and you may be very interested in this dinner. Please don't get me wrong, Steward Tang An and I just happened to meet together. ”

A gentle and humble voice sounded outside the door, and although the Chinese was fluent, it carried an extremely strange emphasis.

Wang Fuxing turned around abruptly.

What really interested him was not the so-called dinner, but the four words of Tang An's housekeeper.

People from the Tang family?

The corners of Wang Fuxing's mouth rose suddenly, and the smell of blood in the entire room instantly rose, he squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the shooter and water bottle who also walked out of the bedroom with a solemn face, and then said lightly: "Come in." ”

The door opened.

Ranka, who was dressed in a tuxedo, led the way into the house, without the slightest polite words, leaned forward slightly with his upper body, and made a much more sincere etiquette towards Wang Fuxing than he had just done to Tang An, and smiled: "Dear Wang, you are a very interesting young man. ”

"It's over, but if Mr. Lanka has time, please let me settle my own personal matters first, otherwise I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone, because I see someone I don't want to see, Mr. Lanka, I think you'll understand, right?"

Wang Fuxing said calmly, his words are not Chinese, but English with correct words!

A student president who graduated from Huaqing University in Beijing can't speak English?

That's not how is.

"Of course."

Lanka smiled, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and casually surveyed the living room.

"Don'an's big butler. Rare guests! ”

Wang Fuxing turned his face, his calm face quickly disappeared, and the whole person had a yin and yang strange tone, and the coldness at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious: "Give you five seconds, give me a reason not to kill you today, Ankang is good at fighting, that waste Tang Kang was played to death by me in Jinling, I don't know how many swords Tang An has blocked me." ”

"Two swords at most, or even one!"

Tang An said calmly, when he said this, his hand was not idle, he reached into his arms, took out an invitation card in the nervous posture of the shooter who instantly pulled out his two guns, and threw it directly to Wang Fuxing.

Wang Fuxing took it and opened it casually.

The invitation card is extremely luxurious, and there are only a few simple words.

"At seven o'clock tonight, come over and talk about it, do you dare?"

The payment is Tang Tianyao.

Wang Fuxing had a sneer in his eyes, closed the invitation card in his hand, threw it on the ground casually, and said gloomily: "The Tang family is such a big shelf, what's the matter?" The explosion in the East China Sea hasn't hurt you yet? A Tang Tianyao who has just been released from Zhongnanhai, is he planning to seek revenge on me? Say, how many regular army thorns were prepared this time? ”

"It's just me, the head of the family, and the eldest lady."

Tang An said calmly, no longer having the arrogance that he sneered in the elevator and said that Wang Fuxing was unworthy, and nodded slightly: "Please Wang Shao be sure to appreciate the light, the vehicle is ready." ”

"Must?!"

Wang Fuxing raised his eyebrows, murderous and awe-inspiring: "Don't do that, take your invitation, hurry up, tell Tang Tianyao, it's best to let him and his baby granddaughter get out of Huating quickly, and wait for the Wang family to go north to the capital, when the time comes, all the accounts will be settled with him one by one!" ”

"Is it difficult for Wang Shao to be afraid?"

Tang An sneered, his heart was churning with anger, but he endured it, this time was different from the past, although he scolded the other party over and over again in his heart that he was a little bastard, but on the surface, he still had to call Wang Shao.

for they have come to seek peace.

"Five seconds have passed."

Wang Fuxing said calmly and rubbed his temples.

Tang An's expression changed, because he had already seen that Aquarius, who was standing behind Wang Fuxing, had already held the frenzy with both hands!

It seemed to be handed over to the young madman.

That move is invincible in the world, at most two swords, and he will die without suspense under the sword edge of the frenzy!

Tang An's face was cloudy, and he finally gritted his teeth, said goodbye, and planned to turn around and leave, and then think of a way.

It's a trivial matter that someone is not invited, and there is a conflict.

But life and death, this is a big deal.

"Five seconds have passed, Tang An, I'll let you go now?"

Wang Fuxing got up suddenly, grabbed the black frenzy in his hand, and really didn't care about Lanka on the side, staring at Tang An's back, and the killing machine skyrocketed!

Tang An, who was treated like this by a junior for the first time, finally couldn't bear it anymore, suddenly turned around, and sneered angrily: "Wang Shao, we came to invite you to negotiate with sincerity this time, if you don't go, forget it, what's the matter, you really want to kill me?!" ”

"Kill you like a dog! What's not to do? ”

Wang Fuxing wrote lightly, the frenzy in his hand was not unsheathed, but it had already been raised, pointed directly at Tang An, and said slowly: "When Tang Tiande sent someone to deliver the letter, I gave him two choices, first, leave an arm, get out." Second, don't roll, die. ”

"You're old, you're old, I'll give you one more way."

"First, go to the bedroom, kneel down and kowtow in front of my woman's bed, and say I'm sorry!"

"Second, you're leaving your old bones here."

"Third."

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes, looked at Tang An, whose face was flushed and his eyes were about to burst into flames, suddenly sneered, pointed at him and said, "Butler Tang, you bow your head to me, call me master!" How is it? ”

"You're deceiving people too much!"

Tang An's eyes were red, and he said coldly.

"Zheng!"

The frenzy suddenly came out of its sheath.

The blade of the sword is pitch black.

The scabbard is pitch black.

The eerie killing intent skyrocketed again, and even Lanka's face on the side changed slightly.

"You want to choose the second one too?"

Wang Fuxing smiled, but behind this smile, there was a monstrous killing intent.

Tang An held his hands tightly, and the green tendons on his arms skyrocketed!

Want him to kneel in front of a woman and kowtow and admit his mistakes?

He couldn't.

But I don't want to die.

Do you want to bow your head to a young man and call him master?!

Why?

The murderous aura in the room continued to rise.

The sound of the frenzy slowly unsheathing pierces the eardrums.

Sweat had already appeared on Tang An's forehead, and he knew that when the frenzy was completely unsheathed, he would be greeted by the invincible sword that was domineering to the extreme!

"Master!"

Tang An lowered his head suddenly, with bitter resentment hidden in his eyes, but this one shouted very clearly.

Shame!

He swore that sooner or later, he would double this shame on this little bastard!

Wang Fuxing laughed, returned to the sheath in a frenzy, looked at Lanka, his face became calm again, squinted, and said softly: "Mr. Lanka, when is the dinner that your master prepared for me?" ”

"Anytime. If Young Master Wang is free, we can set off now. Rest assured, I can assure you that the host has no ill will towards you and we are friends. ”

Lanka smiled and said, today is not in vain, let Tang An, the big butler of the Dongfang Tang family, call him a master, it is really exciting.

"Okay, the shooter stays here and looks after the Rhino. The little water bottle comes with me. ”

Wang Fuxing said neatly, he knew very well that the other party's guarantee was equal to bullshit, but he really didn't feel any malice and murder in this old man.

"Hey, you're not going to go?"

Wang Fuxing seemed to rediscover Tang An who was standing in place again, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you still want to shout master?" ”

Tang An, who didn't dare to move because Wang Fuxing didn't speak, snorted coldly and turned around and walked out of the ward.

Wang Fuxing took the water bottle, the water bottle took the frenzy, and took the elevator downstairs with Lanka and Tang An.

In the elevator, Tang An subconsciously stood at the farthest place from Wang Fuxing, and after the elevator reached the first floor, he was the first to walk out.

Wang Fuxing squinted, suddenly raised his hand, slapped Tang An on the back of the head, squinted his eyes, and scolded with a smile: "Ha, old dog!" ”

The sound can be heard clearly throughout the hospital lobby!

Tang An, who was dressed in a moon-white Tang suit, suddenly stiffened in place, blood rolling in his throat, and seemed to be desperate to fight Wang Fuxing at all costs, but in the end he endured it.

Lanka, whose identity is mysterious, smiled and shook his head.

Young people are arrogant, and God will forgive.

Wang Fuxing pulled the giggling small water bottle, and finally passed by Tang An, who was standing in place with a distorted face.

Let him go.

Can the Tang family leave Huating so easily, is it possible?

Wang Fuxing's smile became more and more mysterious, and he finally walked out of the door of the hospital hall.

What he didn't notice was that a superb young woman who walked on the street and had a 100% return rate hid behind a pillar, looking at Wang Fuxing's back as he walked out, with a shocked face, and finally sighed quietly.

Entrance to the hospital.

Wang Fuxing casually glanced at the extended Lincoln, which was indeed very deterrent, and then finally noticed the car parked at the entrance of the hospital like Lanka and falling in the eyes of those who care, which was enough to cause a monstrous wave!

Wang Fuxing's eyes were strange, he looked at Lanka, who looked calm beside him, and then looked at this car that should never appear in the Celestial Empire Continent or even Asia, took a deep breath, and laughed softly: "It's a little interesting." ”

The black-and-blue Rolls-Royce docked silently, glittering in the sun.

Those who know a little bit about luxury cars will know.

That Rolls Royce belongs to the Silver Spirit series! ――

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