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Huang Zidong stammered, unable to say a word. He was also very puzzled in his heart, why did Zhang Xiaojian want Huang Yimao, but not him?

Zhang Xiaojian laughed coldly: "Because of a person who sold out his owner for honor, I don't believe that Old Wu would treat you well. Since you were able to sell him out at the most crucial moment, I believe that in the future, you will also be able to sell out on me."

Huang Zidong was like a deflated ball as he closed his eyes.

"I won't kill you today, but that doesn't mean that there will be a next time. You can scram now." Zhang Xiaojian had an honest smile on his face again.

Huang Zidong led his two subordinates and left SL Bar in a hurry. They did not even have the mood to inform the Old Wu, and directly disappeared from the city.

Old Wu was always uneasy at home, and always had a feeling that he was about to overturn the situation.

Looking at the time, Huang Zidong had already been out for two hours, but there was still no call back. This gave him a bad premonition.

Just as Old Wu was running around the room like an ant on a hot pan, a person ran in with a panicked expression and said: "Big bro, it's bad, something happened at SL Bar."

Old Wu finally stopped and looked at the person for a long time. Finally, he calmed down and asked: "What's the matter?"

"Huang Zidong has escaped." the man said.

The jade cigarette holder in Old Wu's hand fell to the ground, disintegrating the moment it came into contact with the marble.

Everything happened so suddenly, and Huang Zidong actually left. Bastard, to think that he trusted him so much.

It seemed like Zhang Xiaojian already knew everything, but, it was okay, it was okay …

The Old Wu finally calmed down and said to the person who entered the room, "We must hide those flowers well. Remember, don't let the third person know about this, otherwise, we will all be dead."

The man nodded his head and was about to leave when Old Wu called him back. "In the end, if there's no other way, we'll destroy those flowers."

After that person left, Old Wu smoked a cigarette and sat on the sofa. He looked out the window at the flow of people and smiled bitterly.

Fifty years old, and he actually fell into the hands of a little kid.

The Old Wu smashed his hand against his head.

Greed. At this moment, he finally understood that he was too greedy. Actually, he didn't need to do this. The money he earned was already enough. It could be said that he couldn't even spend his son's money, but he couldn't help but reach out his hand when he saw good things.

Old Wu opened the drawer and looked at the passport lying inside. He then took two deep puffs on his cigarette and took out the passport, putting it into his bag.

He had a gold card from a Swiss bank in his handbag. He used to feel that such a day would never come, that he was a bright person, that everything was in his hands.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaojian's appearance, destroyed everything.

Zhang Xiaojian should have come over by now, but why wasn't he here yet? What was he waiting for …

At this time, Zhang Xiaojian was drinking at the house of Zhao Yuanchao, the secretary of the Municipal Committee.

After separating with Zhang Xiaojian, Zhao Mengmeng went straight home, but her father actually did not go to work, which made him extremely curious.

"Little girl, why aren't you bringing her home? Accompanying your mother and running around everywhere." Zhao Yuanchao said.

"Dad, the person who saved me has finally been found." Zhao Mengmeng could not suppress the excitement in her heart.

"Really? What kind of great hero is he?" Zhao Yuanchao smiled as he looked at his daughter.

Zhao Mengmeng hesitated, she really couldn't think of any suitable words to describe this man.

Although he called himself a hero, he didn't have any of the heroic temperament that a hero should have. The two hundred dollar worth of goods on the stall and the pair of white tennis shoes gave people the feeling that he was a pure and simple farmer.

Even though she said he was ordinary, he could make a move at the most crucial moment. He could not hold himself back after knowing her true identity, and he could make a subservience out of it …

Zhao Mengmeng shook his head, and said: "I think it would be better if you could meet him in person."

Zhao Yuanchao narrowed his eyes. This was the first time he had seen his daughter so distracted.

"I'm not feeling well today, so I'm on leave. You can let him come over." Zhao Yuanchao said.

"Really." Zhao Mengmeng knew that her father was not someone that anyone could easily see. It was not because she had an official's prestige, but because she hated this person who attracted the attention of others.

Zhao Yuanchao nodded and said, "A man who can make my daughter unable to evaluate him, I am very interested in meeting him."

Zhao Mengmeng laughed, it was a bashful laugh, but for some reason, when she thought of the man who was thrown into the crowd and could not be found, she felt her heart speed up, and her face burned hot.

"I'll go find him." Zhao Mengmeng said.

"Just make a phone call." Zhao Mengmeng's mother said.

"He won't come on the phone." Zhao Mengmeng knew that if she were to call them, Zhang Xiaojian would definitely not come.

After Zhao Mengmeng went downstairs, Zhao Yuanchao looked at his daughter's back and muttered, "Could it be that he is in love?"

After Zhang Xiaojian came out of the SL Bar, he had always been by his side. Zhang Xiaojian looked at him and said: "You said that your mother's eyes are bad, I want to take a look."

Huang Yimao was startled, his own big brother wanted to go see his mother, and he truly treated him as one of his own. He was slightly excited, and stammered: "Big brother, are you really coming to my house?"

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and said: "Really."

On the way, Huang Yimao asked: "Big Brother, what do you plan to do about Old Wu?"

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and said: "I haven't thought about it yet. I feel that since this old fox has sent someone to kill Brother Niu, it means that he has been alerted. "There's no point in going now. Let's just let him relax for a bit, and then we can personally pay him a visit."

Huang Yimao shook his head, and said: "You're not afraid that he would run away after finding out."

Zhang Xiaojian shook his head, and said: "I don't think that's possible, since this is his home, and unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not leave, and if he could let go of this place, he would not have any plans for the bush lily."

Huang Yimao nodded.

The car arrived at a house in the suburbs. It was a very clean little courtyard, and the door to the courtyard was opened. An old lady sat in the courtyard, and a man who looked very similar to Huang Yimao helped her comb her hair.

The old lady wore a smile on her face, and one of her feet was swinging leisurely.

"Bro, a guest is coming." The moment Huang Yimao came in, the person inside shouted in shock.

Huang Ermao recognized the one who entered the room. Just as he turned around to run, he realized that his mother was still here, so he froze in a very funny position.