Trafford’s Trading Club

In the deeper part of the night, the cold edge only handled the wound. The knife wound on the arm did not damage the bone. Fortunately, as for the arm that blocked the snake punch, it was completely swollen, but the long clothes could not be seen.

Initially it hurts, but after adjusting, it doesn't really affect the daily movement, which is a bit painful and still bearable as a veteran.

It's just cold, but it keeps coming up with what's happening tonight.

The snake escaped completely by accident, because with the force he showed, he was sure to be confident in killing himself.

Viper became famous more than a decade ago, a folk who truly learned ancient martial arts, and a very horrible dagger assassination technique, he came prepared, cultivated sharply, as for Cold Wind, he drank overnight wine, and brushed his treadmill in the gym for more than an hour, consuming a lot of strength.

So the Viper's hand can be said to be a Feilong rider's face... how can you lose!

It's just that the last punch somehow directly broke the snake's own wrist, so that the snake's strength was greatly compromised, so he had a chance to turn it over, but that doesn't mean the snake won't show up again after.

Since he dared to say that the Zhao family was behind the scenes, he was definitely ready to either say yes or not.

Leng Feng did not know exactly how much relationship there was between the upper management and Zhao's family... It was not difficult to investigate his return to his hometown, this person who was a bit of a child could hear, it was difficult to know that he was on the list of secret tasks.

There are too many things to consider, especially this power struggle.

The real knife is very dry, the cold sword never photographs anyone, but it can't hold the power behind the eyes, the game between the official field and the power, the whole body is pulled, far more dangerous than ordinary fighting.

In the end, Cold Wing did not choose to report what happened tonight - he was not sure how many of the troops were his own, much less how much had been infiltrated in the upper echelons.

If he was alone, he would certainly not have acted as if nothing had happened, only he had become a family in previous years, and after having a child, the fire had subsided a lot.

“Once I've joined the secret program, the organization will arrange for my family to stay in a special protective area… maybe wait until then to do something. What needs to be done now… is to be prepared for the next arrival of the Viper. ”

But Viper's got a lot on his hands tonight, obviously three or two days, and he shouldn't do it again... next time, probably after he returns to the capital, before he joins the secret program.

Thinking about the wife and children who lived out of Beijing, Leng Feng made a phone call overnight to ask the wife and children to find a reason to stay at the old classmate's house for a few days. The father of the old classmate of the wife was the old general of the army, and those who thanked the Zhao family did not dare to do so easily.

Afterwards, Leng Feng sent a text message to Ren Ziling. After meeting her tomorrow, she finally went back to bed, but only closed her eyes to support her, and did not really sleep.

……

Lochu has returned home as he thinks coldly about what to do.

Sister Ren sent Mr. and Mrs. Mahoud home, and she had just returned. She was taking a bath and yelling at the bad song and throat.

Lochu poured himself a glass of cool water and drank it slowly, when the door was knocked.

South Xiaonan.

Lo Qiu did not let Nan Xiaonan into the room, they came to the living room, Nan Xiaonan quite nicely took out a USB disk with his hands, and then placed it solemnly in front of Lo Qiu.

“It's already written. ”

“Well, think about it and don't bother Mr. Lowe for too long.” Nan Xiaonan looked calm, but her cheeks looked thin and malnourished, naturally looking worse.

“Fortunately.” Rochu smiled and whispered a finger.

“Thank you.” South Xiaonan's face was slightly happy.

She suddenly felt that her spirit was much better, her strength was completely restored, she no longer looked like a ‘human being', she looked a lot better... but that was all, her power unit did not improve at all.

The recovery of the power unit still depends on herself later through cultivation... Nan Xiaonan has a special means of digestion and conversion of heat, Lo Qiu's fingers only made her less troublesome for a few days.

“Mr. Lo, if it's all right, I'm going back to my room.” Nan Xiaonan is very intelligent, “I'll talk to Miss Ren first thing tomorrow morning and moved back. ”

Lo Qiu nodded and didn't mean to leave a guest. “Let me take a look at this information first. If there is anything I don't understand, can I ask you? ”

“Please tell me if I dare.” Nan Xiaonan waved quickly: “I must have said nothing. ”

Nan Xiaonan would have answered very carefully if Lo Qiu really would have asked.

Here's a little thought, she knows that Rocchu is a person who can rub the rules of the sub-world freely. If Rocchu is really interested in this stellar creative style and even wants to formally join the sub-world, she can even let Nam Xiaonan skip the time to decipher the rules of the world.

This is likely to save decades or even more, and she is naturally very willing… only when the star creative style is fully recognized by the will of the world and acquires an 'identity’ in harmony with the rules of the world can she completely unleash the power of star creativity.

After that, Nan Xiaonan returned decisively to his room and did not intentionally say more, it was very peaceful. Lo Qiu liked this mode of getting along. After taking a look at the USB disk on the table, he didn't rush to see it. Instead, he reached out and grabbed a roll of sheepskin.

It says something about the Jingcheng Zhao family.

Looking at him, he walked back to his room and knocked on the door as he passed through the bathroom door.

The nurse who was screaming and shouting her throat shut up.

Lo Qiu then entered the room and began to read the Zhao family's intelligence file carefully.

The Zhao family is the equivalent of the Zhong family, along with the other two, privately known as the Jingcheng Four, mainly involved in the fields of medicine, biology and new energy.

In the last century and the 1930s, the Zhao family sent traces around Minnan Putian. Later, the war spread, and Zhao family owner shouted his arms, with many Jianghulang in the area of Putian into the red wave, saving lives and helping the wounded. After the establishment of the new country, it gradually grew larger.

Not to mention the four people in Beijing City, some places of Homen, a lot of them only developed after the war... Lo Qiu is not very interested in the development history of these Homen families, curious only the blood of Zhao family.

The ancestors of the Zhao family are also the Song dynasty of the Song dynasty. However, unlike the Song family, the Zhao family has always lived in an authentic house.

Thus, the ancestors of the Zhao family and the Song family are both family members and descendants of the same clan.

“Mmm…”

……

……

In the morning, Ren Ziling brushed her teeth messily in the bathroom and her hair was like chicken hair.

Nan Xiaonan, already packed, walked out with her luggage.

“Sister Ren, thank you for taking me in these two days! ”

Ren Ziling was stunned. After throwing up the mouthwash water, she asked hastily: “Are you leaving? Isn't this a good place to live...”

In fact, Sister Ren suddenly came up with an idea to let Nan Xiaonan live all the time. In fact, it's not bad - without it, her baby can't do it. In half a month, she will officially go abroad to study. She has only herself at home for a long time. It's cold and refreshing. I'm afraid it's not a good idea to find someone to accompany her.

“There's no way to keep you guys in trouble.” Nan smiled slightly.

"- [sic]“ But what if you're harassed? ”

Nan Xiaonan had already figured out a countermeasure, “I applied for the public dormitory, it has been approved, the neighbors are all cops, the person should not dare to come again. ”

Ren Ziling nodded his head and said softly: "Okay... if you have trouble finding someone, feel free to talk to me. Um... wait a little longer, you can't handle your luggage, I'll take you to work first. The police station is not far from where I work. ”

“Sure. ”

Nan Xiaonan had no excuse this time.

She came to the living room and waited for Ren Ziling to wear it outside, but did not see Lo Qiu, just saw the breakfast on the table and the note... the breakfast was bought, it was still in a box, and she had her own share.

There is also a gift box next to it, also pressed against a note, also for Nan Xiaonan.

Miss Nan, thank you for the procedure.

Careful, I hope you like it.

When Nan opened the box, he found six delicate cans in it... Nan realized what it was all about.

These things, in her distant memory, are everywhere, even worthless… but for her, they are as priceless at this time.

These are all seasonings unique to her childhood home as well as jam.

The gold cannot be exchanged, nor can the light and shadow be exchanged. These are irreversible things that have been extinguished.

South Xiaonan took a deep breath, slowly calmed down her emotions, and then Jane put the gifts in the suitcase... she thought these would take a long, long time to eat.

……

In the early morning, Coldface brought Wang Yuexi in the lobby of the hotel and then went to the place he had made an appointment with Ren Ziling.

Old Ren is different now, he is the owner of the magazine, so when the big hand waved, people cleaned up the meeting room, and he was very proud to raise his face in front of Erzhu.

“Weird things happen year after year, especially this year. ”

This is Cold Wind's assessment - he is well aware of the character of Ren Ziling, a good soldier in the words of his troops, who can break into battle, but definitely not a leader.

Sister Ren was undoubtedly badly struck, and even the coffee sent to the cold side was cold.

“Come on, you brought this Mr. Wang to me. What's the matter? ”

Sister Ren drank a cup of cinnamon red date tea slowly while measuring Wang Yuexi next to the cold edge.

She remembered that name, and before she left Tarzan, Coldface gave herself a number, and it said this man's name.

Although there were no plans to find Wang Yuexi, Sister Ren couldn't resist being a gossip man, but when she came back, she checked the identity of Wang Yuexi.

Thirty years old, a regimental combat staff member, this rank is not small...

This time, Wang Yuexi can't talk directly, so the cold side will beat it.

Cold smiled, “Well, I'd like to ask you to find someone from Xiangjiang who might still be hiding in Xiangjiang or Omen, or who might have already taken the waterway to Southeast Asia. I know you know someone...”

Ren Ziling almost choked. He looked at Cold Wing weirdly when he heard the rumor. “Okay, Erzhu, you won't let go of me...”

But just saying this, Ren Ziling has understood the true intentions of Cold Wing.

Ever since the one at home left a few years ago, his brothers and sisters have spared no effort to send love to her day after day in fear that they would be wronged.

Sister Ren's heart is naturally warm.

“Miss Ren, if you can help me with this, I will certainly remember this affair.” Wang Yuexian said at the right time.

Ren Ziling rubbed his forehead: “Don't lie to me, I definitely like to earn money from this kind of thing, but not everything... To be honest, Cold Wing said my little relationship may not work. After all, I have seen it a few times before and after, but there will be one or two phone calls at New Year's Eve, and I haven't seen it a few times in total. ”

But after all, it was a benefactor who had financed himself to complete his education. Xiangjiang may not care much. The money he financed was only nine cows and a dime, but Ren Ziling would not fail to remember... Saying that he was traveling with less nature is not true, but the meeting was really not much, the last time he met, or two years ago, the benefactor would be home to the sacrificial ancestors, Ren Ziling met in a hurry.

“This is my good brother, do me a favor.” Cold and sincere.

“I'll try, but don't expect too much.” Ren Ziling bit and said: “My benefactor, who has been doing nothing for a long time, has washed his hands with gold plates. ”

Gold dish washing hands, what is it for the guilder of the old Xiangjiang association, Coldface and Wang Yuexi are naturally clear, but the elders of the association separated, let the people below find a person, it is not really difficult, the key is this line of communication.

“Mr. Wang, will you give me the information on the person you're looking for?” Ren Ziling continued.

Wang Yuechuan hesitated for a moment, nodded, the information was actually ready when it came, just looking for Wang Yuechuan, his identity is already wanted... he is not good enough to hand it over like this, probably with this woman's ingenuity, you can guess a lot of things at first glance of the name.

“Ziling won't talk nonsense, don't worry.” Cold and blunt.

“Please, Miss Ren.” This is how Wang Yuexian handed over the information.

Ren Ziling flipped open the file and put a photo on it. Looking at Wang Yuechuan in the photograph, Ren Ziling's consciousness frowned, feeling like he had seen it somewhere.

Her life was so-so, but her memory was good, which was a basic quality of being a journalist... Think back carefully and Ren Ziling will be sure that she is the person in the picture.

It should have been caused by a suicide case of a remedial school student last year. It was the person sent by the province to investigate. Ren Ziling had visited the bureau at that time and rushed to meet him.

“I remember this guy. Looks like a wanted man, right?” Ren Ziling frowned directly and looked at Wang Yuexian. “What's his relationship with you? ”

“He's my brother.” Wang Yuexian told the truth.

“Yes.” Ren Ziling did not hesitate too much, she believed it was only cold, “I will reply to you tonight at the latest. ”

……

After the two left, Ren Ziling went back to the office and hit her head with a ballpoint pen. It took a while before she resolutely picked up the phone.

Impure Cantonese tone.

“Hello, Grandpa Chi? It's me, Ziling... it's me, it's me, I can't stand it... thank you for caring. Are you tight, Mr. Chee? Am I bothering you? ”

“Nothing! Drink your morning tea with some old uncles! Come on, don't go to Sanbao Palace. What's wrong with you, asshole? ”

“It's Gan's, I want you to ask someone...”