The Romantic Soldier King

So Ye Cheng did it, and the effect was extremely good. Her soft lips had a faint sweet fruit taste, making people want to taste it.    

"Wu, be careful!" Sang Huihui opened her eyes and saw that the big sized guy stood up from the ground, holding a dagger and piercing towards him, she turned around with Ye Cheng, raised her leg and kicked the tall man in the head, the sharp heel piercing into his eyes.    

Ahhh!" You're finished. The lawyer is going to sue you.     

"Go away! I want to interrogate these people myself. "    

An underground execution ground that no one knew about was where the Four Seas gang dealt with the sect rules.    

Sang Huihui leaned into Ye Cheng and listened to the screams coming from the distant prison cell. The two of them lifted their cups and drank together, as though those screams were the most beautiful music in the world.    

After 10 minutes or so, Captain Zhu walked down from the outside and reported everything that Ye Cheng had told him. The carriage had already been taken care of according to Ye Cheng's instructions, and no one would be able to drive away from the small district, but this carriage was not theirs, it was rented.    

"Check the license plates, find the rental company, check the information, see what name they registered under."    

"After Captain Zhu left, the thug took out a person from his cell and walked over to Ye Cheng. "Boss, this person is willing to speak!"    

Sang Huihui nodded, lit up his cigarette and stuffed it into Ye Cheng's mouth.    

From his words, one could tell that they were all hoodlums that were gathered together by the yellow-hair. They did not join any organization, and some were still students at school. That lawyer also seemed to be pretending.    

"This is really interesting!" Ye Cheng scoffed, he had let the little hoodlum carry him up, so he looked really childish. Whose subordinate is yellow-hair? "    

"Yellow-hair is also a hoodlum of this generation, and because he's been in there for half a year, he became our boss. Last night, he came to us and said that he had a deal to do, and after the deal was completed, he could get one thousand yuan each. That's why we came here today."    

"A thousand?" It's not even enough for me to fill the gaps between my teeth. Back then, when I first came out to mess around, there were at least four to five thousand of them! " Ye Cheng suddenly said with emotion.    

"Four or five thousand, didn't I give you tens of thousands!"    

Ye Cheng chuckled. This is a different matter! "    

"You're hiding something from me!" Sang Huihui shouted angrily.    

"Oh, no! You can continue to interrogate! "    

Sang Huihui coldly snorted, and shouted towards the little hoodlum. They want you to come and ruin my reputation, is it that simple? "    

"The yellow-hair said that as long as he picks a fight with you guys, someone will rush in and capture him. After we release him, we will receive the money."    

Sang Huihui looked at Ye Cheng and ordered the little hoodlum to stay. She sat on his thigh and played with his collar.    

"Go look for An Ningxuan, looks like there's something wrong with the police."    

Ye Cheng had already thought of this a long time ago. Previously, Hayama Takashi died in the police station, his chest was smashed, the monitors did not find any signs of him being killed, and the last person to see him was himself, so the culprit must have snuck in after he left, why wasn't this person at the end of the line? Unless he has stealth skills, or knows a lot about the police station and can avoid the surveillance time difference. "    

Sang Huihui gave Ye Cheng a peck on his lips, and laughed: "Thank you husband for letting the beauty save me, I will take care of the rest myself, you should go back and pacify Little Sister Luo Xue!"    

"You have a lot of ulterior motives, I'll go back first. Tomorrow, I still have some business to attend to, help me pack a red packet and send it to Winning Group."    

Ye Cheng walked out with large strides, and thought about how he should properly make up for the lost time later. After he saw Chen Luoxue's figure disappear into a private room, he quickly followed. He only sneaked a peek outside, and immediately felt something emerging from his nose.    

F * ck, my nose is bleeding!    

Ye Cheng anxiously wiped the blood off with the back of his hand. He never thought that despite living for over 20 years, being through hundreds of battles, he still had nosebleed.    

"Hubby, why did you stay outside and not come in!" Realizing Ye Cheng, Lei Zihan winked at the others and waved his arm to shout.    

Ye Cheng took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked in. He hung his jacket on the door, lowered his head and coughed, then shouted with a deep voice: "Who took the lead? "They're already playing undercover in public and even left the door open. Are you guys trying to rebel or are you trying to seduce other men? Tell me honestly, who came up with this idea?"    

The silence below, Ye Cheng felt that it was weird.    

"Hubby, what are you talking about? What inner wear show? Are your eyes playing tricks on you! " Zhang Kejia pouted.    

"From what I see, he's just a lustful person. His entire mind is filled with that kind of thing, that's why he views us as perishables."    

"Brother elder brother Cheng, you're finished. You're still young, why are your eyes so useless!"    

The beauties in front of him were all dressed neatly and sitting upright. But just now, he had clearly seen it, the lace petticoat, the small inner part with cute patterns, as well as the complete lace dress, all of it was gone.    

"Hubby, do you have a nosebleed?"    

"No, where?"    

Ye Cheng refused to admit it. Instead, he moved in front of Ye Cheng and wiped his lips with a tissue. After he showed it to the others, he shouted loudly. "A thousand apiece, hand it over quickly."    

"Sigh, Zihan finally understood it, we lost!"    

Chen Luoxue took out a thousand and gave it to Lei Zihan. In a moment, she had a dozen more money in her hands.    

Lei Zihan laughed as he counted the number of red tickets. Ye Cheng looked like a thin monkey who had been played by others, his face was flushed red.    

"Bring it here!"    

The red paper money that was still in his hands a moment ago instantly went into Ye Cheng's hands. "Emotion, are you playing me like a monkey or making me into a wager? The profits are pretty good!"    

Hearing this, Ye Cheng seemed to be really angry, as he said with a slanted face. Husband, don't be angry, we're just bored! They all believed that you wouldn't have a nosebleed just because you saw a hidden beauty, but you didn't even have the slightest bit of doubt in your mind. Sigh! "    

Lei Zihan sighed heavily, and continued: "Hubby, with your mental fortitude, what will you do if you meet any bad girls? I heard that those female killer s have done everything for the sake of achieving their goals, didn't we do this for your own good!? "    

Ha! Ye Cheng was dumbstruck, in the end, it was still for his own good, could it be considered that he was being sold for money!    

"Lei Zihan giggled, and then she lay down on top of Ye Cheng's body and started to act coquettishly." "Alright, it's all our fault. I'll give you the money, but you have to be responsible for buying presents for Meizi!"    

Mei-zi's face was red, and the front of her dress was wide open, revealing the pink color underneath.    

"There's really nothing we can do about it. If you're tired of playing, you should go back and rest. I still have things to do, so all of you be obedient and don't bring any bad girls!"    

Ye Cheng walked out of his secluded meeting. The wind of late night had caused him to feel slightly cold, allowing him to calm down.    

It's already a fact that there is a spy in the police station, and the person controlling this incident is trying to get us to account for it with the Hong Alliance, but the culprit was too weak and was easily exposed, what is his real motive?    

His phone vibrated. It was a call from Hui Hui.    

"The yellow-hair spoke out. The person who hired them was Sung Group."    

Just as he put down his phone, another call came in. It was Captain Zhu.    

"Boss, the one who rented the car is surnamed Song. The rental time is one week, full cash payment. The phone number is XXXXXXX."    

All the accusations were pointed at Song Liangjun, so why did Ye Cheng tell him, all of this had nothing to do with Song Liangjun when he was squatting on the ground and staring at the ants crawling past him?    

"Hui Hui, take the blonde. Send him to the Sung Group."    

The next morning, the workers and students crowded in the subway and began to busy themselves for the whole day.    

Ye Cheng sat in his car and looked outside the Sung Group's building. The crowd was packed, and at five past nine, Song Liangjun's car stopped at the main entrance. He walked out of the car and into the building.    

"Hello?"    

"Brother Song, are you free now?"    

"Alliance Head?" Song Liangjun frowned slightly.    

"Give me thirty minutes, I'll be right up."    

After hanging up the phone, Ye Cheng carried the gunny sack and walked towards Sung Group. Because he had Song Liangjun's help in advance, Ye Cheng directly went to the CEO's room.    

"Alliance Head, this is against the rules."    

Ye Cheng looked around the room and raised his eyebrows.    

"The rules are set by the people. If you don't do any superfluous things, I naturally won't come here to find you."    

"What do you mean?"    

"I'm just telling you, you don't do things beautifully. You didn't wipe your tail clean." As he said that, he placed his foot on the sack, causing it to emit a whining sound. "Open it and take a look, I rarely deliver gifts myself."    

Yellow Hair rolled out from the jute bag. Song Liangjun jumped a few steps back, only then was he able to avoid the blood stains on his pants leg. Chief, I still don't understand what you mean. Who is this person? "    

"Don't know him?" Ye Cheng grabbed the yellow-hair's head and pointed at Song Liangjun, asking, "Was it him that asked you to mess things up?"    

The yellow-hair was so scared that he started to tremble, and he started to pretend to be crazy and play dumb.    

"I won't cry until I see the coffin!" Ye Cheng let go of the yellow hair, lit up a cigarette and said: "This guy brought a group of hoodlums to Hui Hui Hui's place yesterday, and I caught him just in time. I said that you ordered him to do it, then I brought the people here to face each other.    

"It's not me!"    

"Then that's interesting. One says it's you, yet you don't admit it. Who should I trust?"    

While holding onto the yellow hair, Song Liangjun's hazy face revealed a look of doubt. I have seen this person before, he is Wei Longqing's person. "    

Ye Cheng exclaimed. I'll give you one day. I'll meet you at the Eastern Casino tomorrow night at nine o'clock. I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation then. I'll stay, don't kill me. "    

After exiting the Sung Group, Ye Cheng drove the car directly to the appointed place with An Ningxuan, and just as the car stopped, a person sneaked into the back of the car and asked about the familiar smell, causing Ye Cheng to smile.    

"It's really punctual!"    

"Let's go!" Meier lowered his hat, as if he was trying to hide from someone.    

"Wait a bit longer, the main character hasn't arrived yet."    

"There are others?"    

"The police have their own rules. Be patient."    

Not long later, a Range Rover stopped behind Ye Cheng's car, allowing him to sit inside. After looking at the Meier, he said: "You're being watched."    

"Yes, I know."    

Even without An Ningxuan's explanation, Ye Cheng had already seen it. Not just one group, but at least two. "    

"Do you know who it is?"    

"The two cars on the left should belong to the Hong Alliance. The foreigner in front should be looking for her." Ye Cheng pointed to the people behind him.    

"There's still one more group that left when I came."    

"Meier, Auland Buddha still hasn't given up on you. It's really annoying to be pestering me like this!"    

Meier leaned on the back seat and did not make a sound.    

Ye Cheng shrugged and drove towards his destination.