His eyes suddenly became hot.

As if thinking of something, Liang Zhicheng asked the secretary:

"Did anything happen in the hallway today?"

Hearing this, the female secretary pushed the black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, reached out and gently pinned a few strands of hair covering her eyeballs behind her ears, and said:

"At present, the wind direction on the Internet has been completely controlled by us, and the airport incident has spread all over the streets and alleys in the entrance, and there is even a faint tendency to spread outward...", "Say something special." ”

Liang Zhicheng interrupted the female secretary's report and motioned for her to focus on the point.

After a pause, the female secretary sorted out the information, and then told Liang Zhicheng about what happened in the West Block today.

After learning that one was dead and one fled, Liang Zhicheng picked up the communicator and dialed a number.

After a ring, it was connected.

Liang Zhicheng: "It's me!" Liang Zhicheng! What's going on in the West Block today? How do people run? ”

At this time, the other end of the communicator, inside the entrance inspection bureau.

A fat man with a big belly in a patrol uniform wiped the sweat on his forehead and explained carefully.

After listening to the explanation of the director of the inspection bureau, Liang Zhicheng squinted his eyes slightly and said calmly:

"So, the reason why that cultist was able to escape was because of a team leader in your bureau?"

"Yes, the person below who listened told the other team leader, otherwise he would have been caught blocking that cultist everywhere."

"Who's that man?" Liang Zhicheng asked.

"This person's name is Hu Kui, the leader of the action group, and he was also the deputy director Zhao Wanshou."

"Oh? Director Zhao's people? Liang Zhicheng seemed to fall into silence, and said after a few seconds: "Send more people, find out all the people as soon as possible, and kill those who resist on the spot!" Got it? ”

"Understood! That Hukui...? ”

"A dead man's subordinate is just a subordinate, what's so scary, you warn him first, if he is not sensible, like Zhao Wanshou in the past, if he doesn't know how to be flexible, then let him follow the old path of his boss!"

"Okay! Got it. ”

Hanging up the communicator, Liang Zhicheng's majestic face slowly showed a sneer.

As long as there are officials in the entrance, all of them are his people, and no one can resist his power here, no one.

There was once a newly appointed deputy director of the Inspection Bureau, who once pushed away his olive branch, unwilling to be with them, and did not fit in, so he died.

That person was Zhao Wanshou.

The other, as soon as he took office, sat in the position of his dreams, and also wanted to occupy the fruits of his years of hard work.

This is what he Liang Zhicheng does not allow yet, so Zheng Haotian also has to die, and the whole family dies.

The entrance transfer station is where he Liang Zhicheng has been running for many years, and he has paid a lot here.

Although he is just an ordinary person, with his extraordinary means, the name of the entrance transfer station has become faintly famous in the first district.

So the entrance can only be grasped in the hands of his Liang Zhicheng.

At this time, the driver's voice suddenly sounded.

"Secretary? Is it to go home or to the villa? ”

Liang Zhicheng raised his eyes and looked at the fork in front of him, and said calmly: "Go home!" ”

Immediately, the car turned into a street.

The roads are lined with closed shops, and judging by the bright light reflected inside, there are people, but they seem to have closed early.

It's only blackjack at night!

However, it is much quieter than outside, with no flashing neon lights under the dimly lit streets, only the occasional illuminated clinic and supermarket.

There are also steamy late-night stalls.

Probably because it's cold at night, there are few pedestrians on the streets.

As the vehicle was about to drive into an old-fashioned neighborhood, two figures appeared on the dark road.

The two figures happened to be standing in the direction the vehicle was going to go.

When the light shone on the two, one immediately covered his eyes with his hands, while the other remained motionless like a wood carving, looking at the slowly approaching vehicle, his face expressionless.

These two people are Pang Qing and Wen Fan.

Looking at the slowly stopped vehicle, Pang Qing glanced at the license plate, and then asked:

"But Liang Zhicheng, Secretary Liang?"

Hearing this, the driver was about to get out of the car, but was stopped by Liang Zhicheng in the back seat, he shook his head and rolled down the window.

Gentlely: "It's me!" Who are you? ”

After hearing that it was Liang Zhicheng, Wen Fan strode forward with the headlights blocked.

When he walked to the car window, he happened to see Liang Zhicheng with an approachable face.

This face is him.

immediately shouted to Pang Qing behind him:

"It's Secretary Liang! It's him! ”

When Pang Qing heard this, he let down his guard.

When he came to Wen Fan's side, Wen Fan had already started talking to Liang Zhicheng.

From their words, Wen Fan did have an exchange with Liang Zhicheng.

In Pang Qing's impression, Liang Zhicheng at this time was gentle and reasonable, not like a secretary at all, and he had no arrogance at all.

It's more like a humble uncle.

After a few words, Liang Zhicheng suddenly asked Wen Fan.

"On this big night, I wonder if there's something going on with Manager Wen?"

I saw Wen Fan pause for two seconds, then turned his head to look at Pang Qing, and saw that the latter had no expression.

He said:

"Secretary Liang should know about the terrorist attack at the airport, right?"

Liang Zhicheng nodded, and suddenly said seriously: "I know!" ”

"Then Secretary Liang should also know the death toll in the airport?"

"Yes, I know!"

Liang Zhicheng looked at Wen Fan calmly, his brows furrowed slightly.

Wen Fan took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"Then you know, of the people who died in that attack, there were actually a few people who fled."

When he heard Wen Fan's words, Liang Zhicheng's slightly frowning brows suddenly dispersed, and he squinted slightly.

His tone was not gentle, but slightly light, and said:

"The cold wind is blowing this big night, Manager Wen, just to stop my car just to make such a joke with me?"

He immediately said to the driver: "Drive!" ”

Seeing this, Wen Fan was anxious.

He quickly explained, saying that he was not joking, it was all true, and then came to the front of the car and used his body to block the vehicle that had started.

Pang Qing was silent on the side, his eyes kept looking at Liang Zhicheng.

"Hey!"

Liang Zhicheng in the car suddenly sighed lightly and stopped the driver. I opened the door and got out of the car.

"Manager Wen, it's not that I don't believe you, it's because there is no proof here at all that can prove that there are survivors who can escape from those cultists!"

Wen Fan hurriedly stepped forward and explained:

"We are really the survivors, and the cultists are fakes."

Seeing that, Liang Zhicheng didn't believe it, Wen Fan was so anxious that his forehead began to sweat.

"Is there a possibility? Is there someone behind all this? ”

A calm voice suddenly sounded, making both of them stunned.

Liang Zhicheng looked at Pang Qing and asked, "Who is this little brother?" ”

"Oh! This is my bodyguard! ”

Wen Fan hurriedly introduced that this was the identity that Pang Qing had thought of before.

Liang Zhicheng smiled slightly, immediately regained his gentle countenance, and asked:

"Is there any basis for this little brother?"

Pang Qing looked at Wen Fan, and Liang Zhicheng also turned his head to look at him.

Then half an hour passed.

At this time, Liang Zhicheng's face became very ugly.

After a few minutes of silence, Liang Zhicheng exhaled a turbid breath, and his eyes showed endless sadness.

He said in a deep voice: "It turns out that all this is the ghost of the Li family, no wonder!" ”

Looking at Liang Zhicheng with regret on his face, Wen Fan wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, Liang Zhi said to Wen Fan:

"Manager Wen! Now the entrance is full of people from the Li family, they are in the dark, I am in the light, and it is very bad for us today! For your safety, I plan to send you out of the entrance first, so please tell me your address, and I will arrange for someone to pick you up in the morning. ”

Hearing this, Wen Fan nodded, "Okay!" ”

An address was then reported.

After giving Liang Zhicheng a contact number, Pang Qing and Wen Fan left here.

It wasn't until half an hour after the two left that Liang Zhicheng got into the car.

He said in a deep voice: "Drive, go back to the villa!" ”

When the driver heard this, he immediately turned the front of the car.

After driving out of the intersection, Liang Zhicheng's laughter suddenly sounded in the compartment that had been depressed.

"Hahahaha..... God help me! God help me! ”

The driver and the female secretary glanced at each other, they didn't hear the conversation just now, so it was not clear what Liang Zhicheng was happy about.

When the female secretary didn't know why, her big hands, which had been dirty, were slowly groping towards her bulge from behind the seat.

The sudden behavior startled the female secretary, but she quickly calmed down and even began to cooperate.

The female secretary knew that Liang Zhicheng must be in a very good mood at this moment, otherwise he would not be like this.

Often, the female secretary knows that tonight must be a sleepless night.

The vehicle drove towards the villa.

When she got out of the car, her whole body was completely soft in Liang Zhicheng's arms.

When Butler Fu came out to greet him, Liang Zhicheng explained a few words to him, and then walked up to the second floor with a slender, sexy and beautiful female secretary in his arms.

Steward Fu kindly took out a communicator and dialed Li Jin's number.