"Old Qi, just leave me on the side of the road."

Before Zhuang Bi got out of the car, he looked at Qi Yiliu and smiled, and said to Qi Hu:

"Tell Lao Mu that writing a check for five million to this beauty is her salary."

Qi Hu was respectful throughout the whole process:

"Got it, Zhuang Shao, you're good to go."

Waiting for Zhuang Bi to get out of the car, Qi Yiliu couldn't hold back the horror and curiosity in his heart anymore:

"Uncle, who is this guy?"

Qi Hu said with a smile:

"He? Eccentric. ”

Qi Yiliu was dismissive:

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, I don't have the money to pretend to be a chaebol son, you too, let me play this scene, it's disgusting."

Qi Hu looked at his niece and said lightly:

"Yiliu, the sea is immeasurable, your so-called chaebol son, in front of this young master, he doesn't even have the qualifications to carry shoes, if he needs money, hundreds of billions of dollars in minutes, understand?"

Qi Yiliu was dumbfounded:

"Uncle, are you drunk?"

Qi Hu snorted:

"I shouldn't have brought you here today, I originally thought that this was your creation and opportunity, but I didn't expect that you were so ignorant that you judged people by their appearance."

Qi Yiliu trembled, and his face turned pale in an instant.

After Zhuang Bi got out of the car, the Rolls-Royce Phantom driving Mu Qingyu quietly rushed back to the No. 7 villa area of the Western Capital.

When approaching the community, he couldn't help but sigh and slowly pulled over the car.

In the shade of the trees on the side of the road, five black cars were parked, and next to each car, stood two strong men in black suits, tall and tall, wearing sunglasses at night.

What should come, will always come.

Zhuang Bi got out of the car, raised his head and took a deep breath, then exhaled the turbidity in his heart, and walked towards the stretch car in the middle.

He pulled open the car door, sat down, and grinned:

"Old man, long time no see."

In the stretch car, an old man sits.

The old man was dressed in a gray tunic, and his gray hair was combed back with meticulous care.

Although his face is full of wrinkles, he is in good spirits, especially those eyes, with the power of vertical and horizontal shutting and looking at the world.

"Little bunny, are you big enough? Lao Tzu still has to come from the imperial capital in person, waiting for your reception? Have you had enough? Is it fun? ”

Seeing that the old man was angry, Zhuang Bi's handsome face was immediately filled with a flattering smile, but the laziness of his whole body became thicker and thicker.

"Old man, don't be angry, this is not my pick, I am retired, you can't just take my sheep, you will be bald!"

A faint trace of guilt suddenly flashed in the old man's eyes, and he sighed softly and said:

"You enlisted in the army at the age of fourteen, and began to fight for the country at the age of eighteen, and you have made countless contributions, and the country is ashamed of you, but this time the mission is extraordinary, and you have followed up for so long, only you can do it, you can't retreat."

The laziness on Zhuang Bi's body was slowly put away.

Without waiting for Zhuang Bi to speak, the old man's attitude suddenly became sharp:

"Zhuang Bi, the No. 1 member of the Order Division, listens to the order."

Zhuang Bi was reflexive, and the momentum of the whole person changed, like a javelin, and the edge was exposed:

"Here!"

"The order is as follows."

The old man's attitude is unquestionable:

"The time is ripe to defeat the Imperial Dynasty, you can act cheaply during your mission, and you have the highest authority of the Order Division, and only report to me alone."

After speaking, the old man picked up a brown paper document bag in his hand and handed it to Zhuang Bi:

Kraft paper bags are thin.

"Boy, use this stuff properly."

Zhuang Bi opened the brown paper bag, and in addition to a stack of materials, there was also a small red certificate.

A black dragon is entwined around two swords, crossed over the shield of the national coat of arms.

Open the document.

Name: Zhuang Bi.

Position: No. 1 Divisional Member.

Number: A-00001.

This red document has unimaginable authority in this country, and when necessary, it can even override all law enforcement agencies, even where the official and military are secret.

Zhuang Bi's gaze fell on a small box in a brown paper bag.

Holding the box for a moment, he opened it, revealing its contents.

A ring.

An ordinary, inconspicuous ring.

In front of the old man, Zhuang Bi punctured his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the ring.

After a few seconds, the blood was completely absorbed by the ring.

Zhuang Bi then put the ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

The hand with the ring swept over the stack of documents.

Telepathy, everything disappears out of thin air.

The old man's gaze fell on Zhuang Bi's hand, a little lonely:

"This is the only ...... your master left you!"

Zhuang Bi interrupted the old man:

"Old man, don't say it."

The old man glared, but Zhuang Bi glared back, and the old man's momentum suddenly dissipated cleanly.

In this life, the old man dominates the world, and he is not afraid of the sky and the earth, but he can't do anything about this lazy little bastard.

"Okay, Mu Anmin's side, in fact, it is also my arrangement, the puppet group under the dynasty has already targeted the Mu family, and you just happened to act at the opportunity."

Speaking of this, the old man's face suddenly became very ugly, and he squinted at Zhuang Bi:

"What is the idea of Mu Anmin's old thing, Lao Tzu knows very well, if you dare to mess around, hum."

Zhuang Bi's eyes flashed a beautiful face, as if she was right in front of her.

Always looks like a teasing little brother, with slender legs twisted together, smiling at himself, his eyes are hot and bold, and his veins are affectionate.

"Alas, old man, how can I be virtuous? Sister An's fairy-like character, how many wealthy families in the imperial capital can't ask for it, you just want me to intervene, besides, she is five years older than me. ”

The old man was so angry that he kicked at Zhuang Bi and scolded:

"Female junior, hugging gold bricks, you know a fart, you don't love Lao Tzu's baby granddaughter, you have to ......! Roll off the old man's car. ”

Zhuang Bi was kicked, and he dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, so he had to get out of the car in embarrassment.

Without waiting for him to react, several bodyguards standing in front of the car got into the car at the same time, leaving him alone to stand alone under the dim street lamp, so angry that he scolded:

"Old fellow, you cow ......!"

Suddenly, a few murderous auras shot out in the dark, and Zhuang Bi immediately obediently changed his mouth and sang:

"Cow, you're still grazing on the hillside......!"

He muttered as he got into the car and left, and a few shadows flashed in the darkness.

A voice whispered:

"This young master, as in the legend, is really lawless."

"Yes, he was a brigadier general two years ago."

"Lao Tzu is thirty years old, he is a captain, and he is as old as a dog."

The Rollslath Phantom entered the community unimpeded and parked back in the garage of Villa One.

Zhuang Bi quietly took out the key again, ready to have a thief.

The key was poked for a long time, but it was found that it could not be opened at all.

My day!

Could it be that the key was wrong?

Zhuang Bi tried it twice, and his heart suddenly cooled.

It's over the calf, Barbie Q.

was found and locked out of the door.

It's impossible, before leaving, I blocked the monitoring system of the villa, how could a few little chicks find themselves sneaking out?

A cold voice floated out of the intercom at the door:

"Do you think that the old lady doesn't know that you stole my car and ran out? What did you do when you drove out? ”

Zhuang Bi was dumbfounded.

Needless to say, apart from Ms. Mu Qingyu, who lacks virtue and smokes, who else can do such a thing as having a son without eyes?

"Hehe, Ms. Mu Qingyu, I'm going out to buy some personal items for men, there's no need to report to you, right?"

Mu Qingyu's chest began to tighten again:

"Shit, what personal belongings does the stinky man have?"

Zhuang Bi knew that someone inside was looking at him through the camera, and he looked shy:

"I hate it, can't my aunt come here?"

There was a loud bang in the room.

Bang dang!

A curse sounded:

"Stinky rascal, disgusting."