Sister, you miss me

"Your Majesty, back then, I was carrying a big black pot."

The emperor glanced at Yang Feng: "Let's listen."

"Badao Liusheng... is Junko's father, his death..."

"Sir, for me."

Junko Yanagi took the conversation: "Grandfather Emperor, dear uncles, after the defeat of the younger brother, his father was defeated again, but his father did not think about cutting his belly."

"Oh?" Kazuo Okamoto frowned. Although Neon still advocates the spirit of martial arts, his thoughts are advancing with the times.

Just listening to Junko Yanagi's words, there seemed to be some twists and turns.

Several people looked at Junko Yanagi together.

Junko Yanagi said: "Father is a natural martial artist, he pursues the ultimate in martial arts, so after losing the battle, to Mr...."

Junko Liu Sheng looked at Yang Feng with affection: "I am sincerely convinced by my husband, and I want to ask for advice."

Miyamoto Ryutai nodded: "So that's the case, then later..."

Junko Yanagi said: "It is shameful to fail, but my father didn't think it was heinous. He hoped to learn from his husband and understand the true meaning of martial arts at a higher level, so as to benefit the national martial arts."

The emperor gently nodded: "This kind of thinking is right. There will always be winners and losers in martial arts. If we lose, how many talents will we lose?"

Junko Liu Sheng said with tears: "Father didn't feel anything, but someone couldn't stand it. He forced his father to suicide."

"Who?" the emperor couldn't help asking.

Yang Feng frowned slightly, thinking that 80% of the old man was acting.

Liu Shengchunzi said: "It doesn't matter if you don't mention this, because he is already dead. Because he acted against him without authorization, he died in Hong Kong and the entire army was wiped out."

Speaking of this, there is no need to talk about it.

The Emperor sighed: "Mr. Yang Feng, what happened back then, the old man feels ashamed!"

Yang Feng smiled faintly: "You will be out, you still have nothing to do with your life, let alone you are just an honorary leader, a spiritual leader."

Yang Feng's words were very straightforward, and the emperor couldn't help but blush.

But he still said, "Thank you, Mr. for being generous."

"Your Excellency, your age is at least two generations older than me. Call your name, you don't need to be polite."

The emperor nodded: "Okay, I'll call you Xiao Yang. This time Xiao Yang complained with virtue and solved the big problem for me. Do you have any requests?"

Yang Feng smiled, this is a normal script!

"You can ask for any request?"

The emperor smiled and nodded: "Although I am only an honorary leader, there are still things that can be done in Neon."

Yang Feng didn't seem to believe it and turned to the Prime Minister. After all, the Prime Minister is the political core of this country.

Of course, the Prime Minister understood Yang Feng's meaning, and was prepared to accept his big mouth. Such a person cannot offend, but can only confess.

It doesn't matter if you have money and a background, there is such a terrorist force in itself, which is really impossible to resist.

"As long as the principle is not violated, the Emperor, but you can call the shots."

The Prime Minister stated.

"Then I can talk!"

Yang Feng smiled faintly and raised three fingers: "One, I hope the Fujiwara family will disappear from now on."

"Yang Feng, you..." Coffin looked at Yang Feng with a stern cry, and he didn't even dare to give a cold look.

Kazuo Okamoto immediately stated: "No problem."

Miyamoto Ryutai and Tojo Koji immediately seconded.

Yang Feng nodded: "Second, the Yanagyu family still exists, and Junko is the owner of the family. I suggest that the wealth of the Fujiwara family be merged into the Yanagyu family."

"Sir, I just want to follow..."

Junko Liu Sheng stood in front of Yang Feng, biting her lip, and said with courage.After several lives and deaths as well as the tragic changes in the family, Junko Liu has seen everything. She hopes to be inseparable from the person she likes in the future.

Of course Yang Feng understood what she meant, but shook his head and didn't let her speak.

Miyamoto Ryutai said: "I will arrange this."

The coffin long suddenly fell to the ground, like a pug whose backbone had been drawn, with a face as gray as death.

After this incident, they were the sinners of the Fujiwara family. They did not dare to offend Yang Feng, nor the other two families, but they must dare to abuse themselves.

Unfortunately, at this time, Coffin Long's reaction was irrelevant, and no one cared about him.

Even the two young people who had just sent Coffin Long over quietly kept a distance from him, as if he were a plague god.

"Mr. Yang Feng, there is one more!"

The Prime Minister asked, because he had just seen Yang Feng with three fingers erected, and now he has already made two demands.

Yang Feng glanced at the small soldier next to him, and finally his eyes fell on the commander-in-chief's face, and said, "Your soldiers are very brave and admirable. I suggest that those who are alive should be commended and rewarded, and those who died should be recognized and treated. "

Several people never thought that Yang Feng would be such a request.

All were stunned.

And the little guy soon burst into tears and choked up: "Sir..."

The prime minister and the commander-in-chief looked at each other and nodded slightly, which recognized Yang Feng as a kid.

The commander-in-chief said: "It should be, but they will still remember your kindness."

"Mr. Yang Feng, there is still a ruthless please."

The Prime Minister’s tone was a bit difficult.

"But it doesn't matter."

"Family ugliness should not be publicized. Of course, we also consider that once the city is full of storms, the people will panic."

The Prime Minister said: "This matter is still blocked for the time being, I beg your husband to keep it secret."

Yang Feng shrugged: "Of course there is no problem with this."

The big guys have everything they can do every day. After talking with Yang Feng, they are about to leave. When they parted, they sent out sincere invitations one by one, hoping to have a chance to talk with Yang Feng, but Yang Feng declined.

The scene is very busy and chaotic.

However, soldiers who had fought were not required to participate in the cleanup.

However, some soldiers are still looking for the bodies or parts of good brothers in the ruins.

When the big bosses left, only the heads of individual teams saluted and saw them off; but before Yang Feng left, he knelt down a lot behind him.

The matter of Yang Feng fighting for their interests has long been passed on, and everyone knows it.

Therefore, Yang Feng's combat power and personality charm completely conquered them.

The little soldier driving the car had wet eyes, and You Rongyan.

...

The villa on the outskirts of Junko Yanagyu.

The two took a mandarin duck bath, but they really didn't do anything.

Yang Feng is optional, but considering the mood of Junko Liu Sheng, he can only hold him in his arms and cherish it.

Bed.

It's not a love story.

"Sir, I called you over this time, the business was not settled, I didn't expect such a big thing to happen."

Yang Feng nodded: "This incident was indeed beyond my expectation, but I was originally here to protect Junko. As for the investigation, it was an incidental thing."

"Brother is a good man, he died terribly, grandpa..."

Speaking of this, Liu Sheng Junzi hugged Yang Feng's body hard and looked at him nervously, "I want them to settle down earlier."

Yang Feng squeezed her Qiong nose, "Don't worry, I won't care about a dead person."

"Sir, you are so kind."

"I will call my husband from now on."

"Husband."

Junko Liu Sheng called out, her face was not shy, but a touch of sadness.

The night was peaceful, but after waking up, Yang Feng found that the entire pillow was soaked, and Junko Liu Sheng opened his eyes, his eyes swollen in a mess.

"Junko, people can't come back from death, we still have a lot to do today!"

Liu Sheng Chunzi turned around and hugged Yang Feng and cried: "Husband, thank you for having you, otherwise Chunzi will not be able to survive."

At this moment, any language is pale and weak.

Yang Feng held Liu Shengchunzi in this way and held him silently. This is the best comfort.

Wash, simply eat some food.

Junko Liu Sheng had no appetite, and Yang Feng was too embarrassed to let go and eat alone.

However, in the end, Yang Feng forced Junko Liusheng to eat a thick sausage.

Not long after, the servant brought in a young man in a suit and leather shoes.

The young man came in and bowed: "Miss Junzi, Mr. Yang Feng, the Prime Minister asked me to come. After you have eaten, please let me lead you."

"What is your name?" Junko Yanagi asked.

"Miss, just call me Panasonic." The young man was polite.

"You Lao Matsushita."

Liu Shengchunzi nodded, then turned to look at Yang Feng, "Husband, I will go up and change clothes first, and I will prepare a set for you."

Junko Liu Sheng went upstairs, Panasonic secretly looked at Yang Feng, and Yang Feng looked at Panasonic blatantly, but the atmosphere was a little embarrassing.

Panasonic was thinking, what is so surprising about this young man that he not only embraced the beauty, but also received so much attention from the prime minister?

Looks ordinary, not as good as young and handsome.

Yang Feng was uncomfortable to be seen by Panasonic. Although this young man is handsome, but looking at himself like this, it is easy to misunderstand and associate.

Yang Feng cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Matsushita, have you eaten this morning?"

"what?"

"If you haven't eaten, sit down and eat some together."

"Oh, no need."

Seeing Panasonic's face embarrassed, Yang Feng smiled. He used the way of saying hello to Chinese people, but Yang Feng found that Panasonic's face seemed very tender.

After a while, Junko Yanagi came down, wearing a well-fitting black OL outfit, black on her legs, black high heels on her feet, and black sunglasses on her face.

With long hair draped over his shoulders casually, his temperament is cold, like a black princess.

But Yang Feng knew that she was grief to the extreme. In fact, Chunzi's personality was still a bit lively mixed with gentleness.

And this black body is because of the funeral.

Black is not only solemn and solemn, but also expresses grief for the dead.

No, Yang Feng is also a black suit.

Black long-sleeved shirt, black trousers, black leather shoes, sunglasses.

When Yang Feng was in the living room, with the assistance of Junko Liusheng, after putting on this suit, there was a flash of surprise in Panasonic's eyes.

The clothes rack can't express the temperament that Yang Feng wears.

Just like his wife, Junko Liu Sheng worked hard to get everything done for Yang Feng.

"Matsushita, let's go." Junko Liu held Yang Feng's arm.