The two stared at the screen tightly, but they didn't see any reports on the news, and even started to search the Internet, but they didn't find any incidents of Rose Angel last night, and what was even more surprising was that Rose Angel was open for business the next day. Everything smells of weirdness and conspiracy.

Lin Fei, who is nearly 40 years old, is already afraid of the position of the chief of the Demon City Police Department, not all because of the identity of the son-in-law, and his keen sense of smell is also very terrifying. At this time, they knew that they had unknowingly fallen into a conspiracy.

"Who the hell is that," Lin Fei said with squinted eyes.

"I don't know, the other party has a big background," Long Gao also said meaningfully.

"Yes, what a big stroke, in my opinion, the Ye family and the Kong Manghui are just chess pieces, who is this person behind it, even I have to pull it into the water" Lin Fei frowned and thought deeply.

"The Ye family and the Kong Manghui are just chess pieces, and the person behind them" said and didn't dare to speak, Long Gao, who had already realized the seriousness of the problem, frowned.

"I can let the secretary of the municipal party committee call me personally, I know so much about the relationship between the two of us, and the timing is not bad at all, who is this person? I have to say, amazing, amazing!!" said and raised his thumb, opened half of the curtains, and squinted his eyes to meet the red sun and smiled out of the window.

The rising sun, greeted by the morning glow, opened the red eyes, as if being pulled by someone, ten thousand golden rays broke through the clouds, set towards the bustling pedestrians on the earth, in the magic capital, drawing nineteen lines in the vertical and horizontal.

"Have you started?" rubbed his tired eyes, yawned and turned his head to say to the half-asleep Long Gao, "Sleep".

The two of them did not say another word, and fell into a deep sleep, and no one dared to disturb the interrogation room, where the needle could be heard.

The beauty first woke up and was fragrant, and she smiled and was drunk and charming.

The fragrant meals on the dinner table, the simple omelette, the milky white egg white is as white and delicate as the girl's skin, and the transparency attached to the egg yolk is as pure and moving as a woman holding a pipa and half-covering her face in the morning light, Liu Xuechen watched and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, picked up chopsticks and devoured it.

Beauty eating rice is not a kind of beauty.

After the meal, the two parted, Huai Qingling did not go to the group, and a phone call forced him to go to Chen Keer.

Chen Ke'er's father returned suddenly, and the two of them were caught off hand, and Huai Qingling, who stopped the taxi, suddenly thought that Chen Ke'er lived there, after all, the two of them had talked about a few words. Just kidding her lives there, the hell knows.

The angry voice of the cheap father-in-law was still echoing in his ears, "You kid tell me honestly, is it Ke'er that she won't let you go home to live, kneel down for me, "Dad, you"

"Get down on my knees," poofed.

Listening to the voice from the phone, this startled Huai Qingling, so he appeared in this embarrassing appearance.

In a flash of inspiration, the fingers snapped.

"Hey, father-in-law, ahem, I didn't buy a car just now," Huai Qingling said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I forgot, you see Ke'er's character, don't be angry, I'll ask you Fubo to pick you up" said haha

"Dad, how can you let Fu Bo" Chen Ke'er's jade legs kneeling on the ground trembled a little, but he still couldn't help but stop him.

"Shut up for me" suddenly and sternly reprimanded, so that Huai Qingling couldn't help but want to say that he was really his father. couldn't help but sympathize with Chen Keer.

Chen Keer is called a grievance, she has been pampered by her father since she was a child, it can be said that she grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth, and she responds to requests, Chen Xiaotian is also the kind of person who holds her in his hand for fear of breaking, and holds her in his mouth for fear of melting.

When did she suffer such grievances, even if her first love fell into depravity, she would play mahjong all day long, but she was only smashed by her father's punch and smashed the table, and was pulled to the living room to reflect all night.

Now, for a hooligan blank to let her kneel, that sharp gaze, even after a long time in the mall, she is frightened. She really wanted to ask her father why? But a simple sentence, his name is Huai Qingling, you don't lose money kneeling.

With all kinds of doubts in her heart, she was overwhelmed by anger, but her father still held her shoulder, forcing her to kneel for the first time. She didn't understand and didn't understand. Looking at the Chen family's business empire all over the world, and the family's assets are even more terrifying to hundreds of billions of dollars, as the richest man in China, what is he worried about. Full of doubts and confusion, my heart is constantly cursing the hateful fellow.

The golden sunlight sprinkled on the earth, Huai Qingling picked up the branch on the side of the road and shook it a few times, the branch actually trembled and made a sword sound, if there was a Vajra warrior present, he would definitely be scared into a cold sweat, such a young sword is clear. Walking to the side of the unmanned path, he stepped up and the wind on the soles of his feet disappeared as fast as thunder and turmoil.

In the depths of the path, dandelion seeds fluttered in the wind like snow, the old man seemed to be aware of the arrival, a pair of iron fists swung forward like lightning, the air exploded deafeningly, the fist whistled past, erupted violently, and the "bell" metal clash was like a burst of sparks. "Pseudo-finger Xuan, it seems that the Chaoren clan attaches great importance to demons" Huai Qingling's cold killing machine suddenly broke out, and the dry branches actually burst out with blue light, and the sword light rose to the sky, and three sword flowers appeared in the void, like a spirit snake spitting out the core, but the wind on the soles of his feet had already stepped into the air, and in an instant, the cyan sword qi fell slowly and cut through the dandelion curtain

Falling down, the sword qi and the fist collided violently again, the air condensed in an instant, and the old man was shocked

"Who are you?"

"Wow" a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

"What a domineering kendo" wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

"Old fellow, if you can avoid my falling flowers, I'll tell you" The lightning flashes and the withered branches are broken in two, the wooden sword is as short and thin as the cicada's wings, and the crystal clear sunlight is shining, and the cold light is snowy and cold, and I only hear a "falling flower"

The hairs exploded, the old man's footsteps retreated hard, the rain in the air was like snow drifting, and the sword qi was sprinkled down one after another.

The dandelion is still fluttering in the air, the old man's eyebrows are a little bright red and dyed red with cicada wings, just like the cherry blossom blood soul floating in the snow, the old man fell, and he didn't have time to say a word and only left a "poof" sound.

This voice,

Sixty years of life were gone.

Fade the coat of that punch Zhen Kongtong.

Take away the determination to protect one man.

He guarded her for 30 years, and after she died, he guarded her son for 10 years, just for the bowl of porridge at that time, in order to repay his kindness, he gave up his indulgence in martial arts pride, gave up his pleasure, and was silent like a servant for more than 20 years.

He knew there was a day, but he regretted not having time to tell her son that it wasn't safe.

She's gone, and he's gone. She has no regrets, he only hates that his realm is not enough.

The blood flower soul is immortal, and the porridge is repaid for thirty years.

In Yanjing City, in the Tianzi box of the Emperor Pavilion, six young people were dressed luxuriously, but they were all heroic and extraordinary.

One person shakes the fan, and the dark iron fan of the dragon flying phoenix has a "hole" on the dragon flying phoenix.