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"No, no, no, it can't be." The girl's face suddenly flushed, there is a kind of embarrassment after being seen through.

Zhang Xiaojian waved her hand and said, "if you eat half of it, you will not be afraid of no effect."

Zhong Lingmei shook her head and said, "you can't be with the one you love, even if it's a permanent appearance."

Zhang Xiaojian smile, a wave of hand, juggling the same out of a fruit, handed to the girl.

The girl blinked her eyes, a face can't believe the look, asked: "brother, this is also in Yanguo, for me."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded with a smile and handed it over.

Next to a few big men looking at two girls a small mouth a small stuttering in Yanguo, all show the look of envy.

Zhong Lingmei's fruit has been eaten up. Her gray hair is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it is more glossy and supple than before.

The skin on the face became tender and white, as if it was just a lotus coming out of the water.

That pretty girl is also changing. The two women look at each other's changes, and they are excited, almost jumping up at last.

"You don't worry, everything is up to you. Besides, before seeing Zhang Xiaofan, everything is just our guess." Zhang Xiaojian comforts Huang Yiqing.

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaojian remembered how her younger brother disappeared out of thin air. Is it

Zhang Xiaojian felt some discomfort in her heart, and an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.

Zhang Dawei looked at Zhang Xiaojian and looked at him in a daze, some hair, and said, "brother, I really don't know. Since he became a special assistant, I have never seen him again."

Zhang Xiaojian did not speak, walked out of the room, sat in the yard, lit a cigarette and smoked silently.

He suddenly remembered what Lao Wu had told him. Chang Fu came to him when he was in seclusion and said that there was something wrong with Lanjiang city. Could this problem have something to do with his brother.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojian called Zhang Dawei over and asked, "is there something big or strange about you in Lanjiang city?"

Zhang Dawei several people heard Zhang Xiaojian ask so, their faces suddenly became very ugly.

"Brother, things seem to be very serious..." Zhang Dawei told Zhang Xiaojian what happened recently in Lanjiang.

"Woman in red." After hearing this, Zhang Xiaojian's face suddenly became gloomy, because how did he feel that this woman had something to do with Li Xueer.

Zhang Dawei saw that Zhang Xiaojian's face became very ugly, so he didn't dare to say any more. He stood beside him and looked at him quietly.

Zhang Xiaojian stood up, went back to the room, did not know where to take out two pieces of gold bricks, handed them to Zhong Lingmei, said: "although you are already well, but still need a period of rest, you take the money, I will let Zhang Xiaofan come to make amends for you after I deal with the matter."

"Brother, I have money. I don't have to." Before Zhong Lingmei's voice fell, she saw Zhang Xiaojian's figure blurred and disappeared from the room.

Looking up, a red light rises from the sky. The next second, Zhang Xiaojian's figure has risen in mid air.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojian has come to the sky above the center of Lanjiang city. After hesitation, she takes out the phone and calls Chang Fu in the past.

In the intensive care unit of the first hospital of the city, Chang Fu was lying on the bed with a livid complexion. His body was filled with all kinds of pipes. He looked like a dead man.

There are two people in the room. One is the mayor and the other is the Secretary of the political and Legal Committee.

The two men were gloomy and speechless.

Now the matter has reached the end of the mountain. At first, Chang Fu complained that Chang Fu didn't try his best. But now, Chang Fu is lying in the hospital bed, almost like a dead man. They have a faint guilt in their hearts. If he had not urged him to catch the murderer, he might not have reached the present situation. It is not as if the young lives of more than ten brothers fell overnight.

Although the two men have been involved in officialdom for many years, their self-reliance is like a rock, but today they can't help but feel sad when they see such a scene.

"All blame me. If you listen to him and wait for the person who is called Zhang Xiaojian to come, it will not bring about the situation today." The Secretary of the political and Law Commission sighed a long sigh.

"What's the use of saying these things now? I hope Chang Fu can escape this disaster, otherwise it will be very difficult for us to explain it to the people in two places." The mayor was full of misgivings.

At this time, Chang Fu's phone rang suddenly, and it was a number not shown.

The two people looked at each other. The Secretary of the political and Legal Committee took up the phone and asked in a hoarse voice, "hello."

Zhang Xiaojian in the other part of the phone Leng for a moment, frowned, heart said, how not Chang Fu.

"Who are you and where is Chang Fu?" Zhang Xiaojian asked coldly.

"Who are you?" he asked The Secretary of the political and legal committee also has no good attitude.

"I'm Zhang Xiaojian. Please let Changfu answer the phone quickly, or something will happen to you." Zhang Xiaojian said coldly."You are Zhang Xiaojian." The Secretary of the political and legal committee almost jumped up. At that moment, he saw hope.

The mayor also heard it and said, "come on, please invite him here."

The next second, a red light suddenly appeared in the ward. After a blur, a man in his twenties appeared in front of the Secretary of the political and Legal Commission and the mayor.

"You..." Two people for the appearance of Zhang Xiaojian this way is obviously not adapted, facial expression instantly became pale.

"Chang Fu." Zhang Xiaojian has already seen Chang Fu lying in the hospital bed. His face is livid. He is a dead man.

"Doctor, help, help." At this time, outside the door came a man's heart rending howl, but this sound sounds a little familiar.

Zhang Xiaojian frowned, and his head turned quickly. Dog, how can dog be here? Huang Yimao, is Huang Yimao in trouble.

Zhang Xiaojian pushed open the door and jumped into the corridor.

In the corridor, more than a dozen people pushing a person are crying helplessly.

However, the hospital doctors did not seem to hear the same, no one came.

A boy of eighteen or nine years old, with tears on his face and dark skin, was a dog.

Around the dog, there was an old man who was at a loss.

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes moved away from the dog and fell on the man they were pushing. He was in his twenties. His face was livid. He was almost like Changfu, almost like a dead man.

At this time, the dog also saw Zhang Xiaojian, as if to see a life-saving straw, all of a sudden rushed over.