In the dark night, lightning and thunder roared.

Torrential rain poured down.

In the compound of Meigang No. 7 Prison, a black Mercedes-Benz car was quietly parked aside.

In the compound.

Blood and rain mixed and drifted along the ground towards a short distance until it flowed into the drain.

Jiang Yang got up from the ground, tore off the fist gloves in his hand and threw them on the unconscious man like a dead dog.

The man lay motionless on the ground, letting the rain enter his mouth and nose and still not respond.

The gloves fell on his chest.

Jiang Yang brushed his hair back with his fingers, and his wheezing voice was a little unsteady.

Raising his right hand, he pointed at the soldier beside him, four fingers pointing downward, and swung slightly.

The soldier understood and immediately stepped forward.

"Take the emergency room."

Jiang Yang looked at Blanken who was lying on the ground.

"Yes."

The soldier responded.

Then he quickly crouched forward on the ground and, along with another soldier, lifted the unconscious Blanken and ran towards the back of the prison building.

Blanken's hands drooped and swayed weakly, and his face had been beaten beyond recognition.

Two more soldiers stepped forward and propped their umbrellas on top of Jiang Yang's head.

One of them took out a clean shirt and coat.

Jiang Yang put it on smoothly and stood under the umbrella to tie the buttons on his shirt.

"Mr. Jiang."

Mu Haipeng walked over at some point and stood behind Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not look at him.

Instead, he said lightly, "Why are you here again?"

Mu Haipeng regained his signature smile and looked at Jiang Yang: "You know, I will come."

"The prison guards, when they saw me, immediately let me go."

"This should be Mr. Jiang's intention, arranged."

Jiang Yang listened quietly, picked up his coat and put it on his body, and continued to arrange his cuffs.

Mu Haipeng smiled and said, "In this afternoon's conversation, you are emulating the Journey to the West, Patriarch Bodhi."

"Ancient, there is Bodhi, three-point macaque, midnight, apprenticeship."

"Today, Jiang Sheng's second stay is remembered, Gu, Mu, and Meigang Prison are looking for it."

Jiang Yang stopped arranging his neckline in his hand, turned around, and looked at Mu Haipeng.

Mu Haipeng smiled even brighter, and a mouthful of golden teeth was unabashedly exposed in front of Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at this man who was not good-looking and looked a little "weird".

Under the lights, his smile looked a little weird.

Dangerous.

It's dangerous.

Jiang Yang looked at Mu Haipeng's eyes and put a label on this man in his heart.

This is an extreme danger

of people.

If Jiang Yang comes all the way, the opponents and enemies he encounters have ranks, and they are defined by the level in the game.

So it seems that Huang Defa's generation is a small fish and shrimp, at most a C-level monster.

Lu Zhenghua, Wei Hong, Xiao Yuncheng and the like can be regarded as having small achievements in the local area, and they are considered to be B-level.

Further up, such as Song Limin, the president of Huazhou Bank, or William and Smith of Cocoa Company, who infiltrate business into every city in China, control the power of a company, and can control the senior managers of many local enterprises, they belong to A-level high-level monsters.

Jiang Yang, who has lived for two lifetimes, has long reflexively divided different opponents with different levels of danger in his heart.

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

And business owners such as Coca-Cola and Pepsi, who have almost monopolized the world's beverage industry giants, have reached the pinnacle of business.

But it wasn't until he met Ye Wenqing, Ye Wenjing, and knew about these top families that he found that this world was far from being as simple as he imagined.

Beneath the surface of the sea, no one can imagine what monsters are hidden.

As the exploration deepened, monsters that were larger than before were gradually discovered by Jiang Yang.

Behind the shock, the level of danger is gradually rising.

Ye Wenqing: S-level.

And the man in front of him is the third extremely dangerous person who has just appeared in Jiang Yang's heart, in addition to Ye Hongzhang and Ye Wenjing.

Jiang Yang set the danger signals of the three of them at the same level.

Double "S".

On the surface, Mu Haipeng looked respectful to Ye Wenjing.

But the magnetic field on the human body cannot deceive people.

Jiang Yang smelled it.

"I'm afraid you're mistaken."

Jiang Yang's eyes moved away from Mu Haipeng, and he turned around and walked towards the building: "I didn't imply that you do anything."

Mu Haipeng followed Jiang Yang, still with a smile on his face: "Then when I asked the last question today, Mr. Jiang should have rejected me directly, instead of an answer that seemed to have a position, but in fact it was just for others."

The sky was thundering and lightning, and the rain was even heavier.

Jiang Yang stopped downstairs, and the soldiers collected their umbrellas and stepped aside.

turned around and looked at Mu Haipeng.

"Click!"

There was a loud thunderclap, as if it tore a hole in the sky.

The lightning was reflected on Jiang Yang's face, without any expression, just looking at Mu Haipeng so lightly.

Mu Haipeng smiled, "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang."

"This time

。」

"Not a temptation."

Jiang Yang ignored Mu Haipeng's words and asked, "I don't have a good memory, and I have forgotten what I answered you in the afternoon."

"It's okay."

"I remember, it's not bad."

Mu Haipeng walked up to Jiang Yang, looked at him and said, "In the name of Mr. Sain, and that, the three pockets, I threw an olive branch to Mr. Jiang."

"Meigang, we have to cooperate with the pockets, but not the Ye family."

"You replied, Meigang is, the Ye family has the final say, no, you have the final say."

Mu Haipeng looked at Jiang Yang: "It sounds like this is a tactful refusal, I."

"But I understand, you."

"You are a person who loves and hates and is angular, distinct, never talks and does things, beats around the bush and drags mud and water."

"That's ......."

Mu Haipeng showed his golden teeth and said with a smile: "You are, say it to the Ye family, the eldest lady, that is, your fiancée."

The strange way of breaking sentences made him feel very hard to speak.

"With your, wisdom, I think, you've guessed."

"She doesn't trust you, so she'll be tempted. And you've always been there, guarding against her."

"So, this afternoon."

Mu Haipeng smiled with a smile on his face: "Your words are not only for me, but also for her."

"You, pun intended, are also reminding me."

"The Ye family, it's the Ye family."

Mu Haipeng straightened up and continued, "And you, it's you."

"I understand."

Mu Haipeng pointed at himself, looked at Jiang Yang and said, "So, I was downstairs with you, and I waited until the Ye family master left, and then I deliberately followed you over."

"And you."

"They also know I'm following behind."

"Your guards, your Eagle Eye organization, the Black Hawk Security Company, and the Mekong Special Guard will all spot me as soon as possible."

"But, they didn't hurt me."

Mu Haipeng straightened his chest: "So, I'm more sure of my thoughts for the afternoon."

"You're deliberately bringing me here."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have chosen to come to Prison No. 7 with Burma."

"Because it's very remote and safe."

Mu Haipeng continued: "In the same way, you will not order the guards to let the unfamiliar car go."

"And."

Mu Haipeng seemed to be tired from speaking, and took a deep breath: "After I came in, I was immediately on guard."

"Obviously, you're guarding against anyone other than me."

"For example."

Mu Haipeng looked at Jiang Yang and said seriously, "People from the Ye family."