All of a sudden, the atmosphere in Hong Kong became a little weird, leaving some citizens and tourists a little confused.

There are more police officers on the streets, and more than a dozen police officers can be seen patrolling back and forth on almost every street, and there are also many police officers in residential areas, going door to door to check in the name of arresting wanted criminals. At airports, docks, and stations, a large number of special police officers are standing guard to conduct detailed inspections on every person traveling.

When the police and special police conducted large-scale inspections, Yan Murong was not idle, and notified Mie Ozawa to take someone to investigate, of course, he would not tell Mie Ozawa the reason, and Mie Ozawa would not ask.

In the Government Mansion, in Yang Zhenxing's study, Yan Murong was a little restless, walking back and forth seven or eight times, glancing at the phone in his hand from time to time.

"Murong, sit down and rest." Ning Zhandong said. "Don't worry, your father will be fine, I can guarantee that no matter who it is, no matter what the reason, I will investigate it to the end."

"But—"

Yan Murong was about to speak, but Yang Zhenxing walked in, looked at Ning Zhandong and said. "Chief, Wang Chuanru has brought it back."

"Okay, I'll meet you." Ning Zhandong nodded, glanced at Yan Murong, and said. "Let's go."

Yan Murong nodded and silently followed behind Ning Zhandong, but his clenched fists indicated that he was extremely angry at this time.

There is a saying in the underworld, called: Woe to your family.

These people are really unruly, whether they are ghosts or kidnappers of Yan Canghai, they have repeatedly attacked the relatives around him, which makes him very angry.

When Yan Murong followed Ning Zhandong to the reception room of the Government Mansion, Wang Chuanru was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. In order not to startle the snake, Yang Zhenxing invited him to be a guest in the name of inviting him, so he still doesn't know what Yang Zhenxing is going to do when he invites him.

Seeing Ning Zhandong, Yang Zhenxing and Yan Murong coming in together, Wang Chuanru was obviously stunned, then stood up and said. "Hello General Secretary, I didn't expect to see you, it's really a blessing for three lives, a blessing for three lives."

No matter what age or occupation, being received by the highest leader of a country is the greatest honor in this life, and Wang Chuanru's posture is very low - of course, in front of Ning Zhandong, he can't stand tall.

He could fight with Yan Murong, but he didn't dare to pretend to be high in front of Ning Zhandong.

A star who played nunchucks well said, I am in charge of my territory, and you don't have to worry about me. In Malaysia, no one cares if Wang Chuanru walks sideways, but he is still a Chinese in his bones, and in the territory of China, in front of the top leaders of China, even if he is a crab, he will have to walk straight - oh no, he can't stand still. If you dare to move, you will have to be boiled if you can't keep it. It's just that he's a little confused now, why is Yan Murong here?

"Mr. Wang, please do it." Ning Zhandong smiled and motioned for him to sit down, patted Yan Murong on the shoulder, and said. "Actually, please come over is what my nephew meant, he has some things that you need to help him answer."

Hearing Ning Zhandong's words, Wang Chuanru almost sat on the ground.

A person's status is not measured by how much money he has, but by his connections.

He knew Yan Murong's identity, but he was still frightened by the word "nephew" in Ning Zhandong's mouth.

He immigrated to Malaysia with his parents when he was very young, living in a slum area, and now he has built his family business step by step.

Wang Chuanru didn't believe in any gods, Buddhas or anything like that in his life, he believed in himself, and he also believed in one word - ruthless!

Only if you are ruthless, you will not be bullied. It took him decades to get mixed up in Malaysia with a ruthless word, and almost no one dared to mess with it, but this Yan Murong is now more ruthless than him.

Is this going over old accounts? Wang Chuanru's mind was racing, and he thought, then this kid is too ruthless, and he actually brought out such a big god to support him.

The old fox is the old fox, after a short period of fright, Wang Chuanru laughed, looked at Yan Murong and said. "Nephew Yan Xian doesn't know what to know? If you ask, as long as I know, I will tell the truth. ”

Yan Xian's nephew?

Yan Murong sneered in his heart, this old guy was quite calm.

He laughed, and Yan Murong also smiled. "Okay, Lao Wang, I don't have any problems, I just want to know where your son is now?"

"The king of kings?"

"Yes, it's the ham sausage."

The king of kings? Ham sausage?

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Ning Zhandong and Yang Zhenxing were stunned for a moment, and then the corners of their eyes began to twitch, wanting to laugh, but because of their identities and occasions, they could only forcibly hold back.

"What's wrong with him?" Wang Chuanru was stunned for a long time and asked strangely. "I don't know what you're looking for nephew Yan Xian to do?"

"I'm asking you, not you." Yan Murong's face changed suddenly, and he said in a cold voice. "Answer my question."

"You-" Wang Chuanru was a little annoyed by Yan Murong's tone of speech, glanced at Ning Zhandong and Yang Zhenxing, and found that the two of them didn't mean to speak at all, and their anger suddenly dropped. The drums began to beat in my heart.

"I don't know where he is." Wang Chuanru said. "That bastard isn't home all day, it's supposed to be playing outside."

"Then please give him a call and ask where he is." Yan Murong said.

"Okay." Wang Chuanru did not hesitate, took out the phone and dialed it out, and after a while, his face was a little ugly. "His phone is off."

"Shut down?" Yan Murong smiled, and the corners of his mouth outlined a cold and trembling arc. "It's good to turn it off, turn it off, and I'll know it's him."

"Nephew Yan Xian, what's wrong with him?" Wang Chuanru asked.

"Don't you know?" Yan Murong looked at Wang Chuanru with a sarcastic expression and said. "It seems that you are a real failure to be a father, and you stupid son has never told you anything about what he did."

"I really don't know what he's doing, and it has nothing to do with me."

The matter that alarmed Ning Zhandong and Yang Zhenxing was obviously not a trivial matter, Wang Chuanru did not even hesitate, and began to clear up the relationship.

Yan Murong sneered in his heart. It is said that tiger poison does not eat children, and this old boy is in a hurry to clear up the relationship without continuing to ask what happened, which is ruthless enough.

"Old Wang, do you want to know what your son has done?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"What did he do?" Wang Chuanru's expression was grim, and he asked calmly.

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Yan Murong smiled. "I kidnapped my dad."

"Bang-"

Yan Murong's voice fell, and Wang Chuanru fell to the ground with a chair.