Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

1Sister Hong regretted that she had thought of bringing so much food before she entered the mountain, but she had forgotten to bring some antipyretic medicine.    

    

Actually, Sister Hong also bought some medicine from Fanan County City, but these medicine were mostly used to deal with poisonous insects and such, so she didn't have any special antipyretic medicine.    

    

In the end, she was not Zhuge Liang, not a god. She did not know that the person she was looking for would have a high fever.    

    

"Next time you come to this kind of forest, you must not forget to bring an antipyretic drug with you."    

    

Holding Gao Fei on her leg, Sister Hong wiped away the Anggui King's face. Just as she was about to shout a few times, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.    

    

The pain was not the pain of being stung by a worm, but the pain of having a sharp weapon pierce through the body.    

    

Yan Hong's nerves and muscles suddenly tensed up. She took a deep breath and froze on the spot, not moving even an inch.    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

When the sound of thunder rang out, Yan Hong was startled. She lowered her head slowly. Borrowing the lightning from the corner of her eyes, she saw a small piece of shiny iron piece emerging from her chest.    

    

It was the tip of a military thorn, and there was a drop of blood on it. However, it was quickly washed away by the rain. The droplets landed on her clothes and disappeared in an instant.    

    

Crack!    

    

Another explosive thunder sound rang out. A blue lightning bolt struck a tree from above, causing half of the top of the tree to be broken off.    

    

"There's someone behind me, this person secretly stabbed me once."    

    

Sister Hong's gaze followed the thunder and turned slightly. She saw Gao Fei, who was being held by her on her knees. At this moment, he had already opened his eyes and was looking at the sharp tip with an inconceivable panic.    

    

Sister Hong, however, laughed. She did not turn her head to see who had secretly stabbed her, but only looked at Anggui King.    

    

A smile blossomed on his face, making it seem as if the entire world had suddenly lit up with an indescribable charm.    

    

Sister Hong's tone was very gentle, without any pain or anger. It was like how a gentle mother would treat a child who had just woken up in the morning in an ordinary family: "Gao Fei, you're awake. How do you feel?"    

    

When Sister Hong fell to the ground for the third time, Anggui King had already woken up.    

    

Although she wanted to fall asleep at this point, even though he was in the dark, her instinct in extreme danger reminded her that this was not the time to rest. She had to keep her eyes open, be on guard, and be ready to fight at any time.    

    

Sister Hong was holding the Anggui King in her lap. When a bolt of lightning cut through the night, she saw a sharp point that pierced through her chest. Her pupils constricted as she stared at the sharp end.    

    

Closing his eyes in pain, Anggui King struggled to raise his right hand and point at Yan Hong's chest.    

    

Sister Hong, however, didn't see that. She only smiled, a charming smile on her face. "It's good that you're awake. It's good that you're awake."    

    

A black shadow slowly stood up from the bushes behind Sister Hong.    

    

This was a man dressed in camouflage clothes, wearing the same camouflage clothes as the law enforcement team of the imperial court. He was a law enforcement officer …    

    

This officer's face was cold as he leaned forward slightly. His right hand gripped the military thorn that had pierced Yan Hong's body tightly. His eyes shined with a terrifying luster, like a wolf in the rain, emitting a cruel smell.    

    

The officer looked down at the Anggui King in Yan Hong's arms condescendingly, a sinister smile on his face. He lowered his head and shouted towards his collar: "I have already discovered the target, the target has been found.    

    

Sister Hong then turned her head to look at him and sighed faintly. There was no pain, no hatred, only regret.    

    

Without any hesitation, the Second Lieutenant quickly retracted his hand and pulled the military knife out from Yan Hong's body along with a streak of blood.    

    

Yan Hong's body shook violently. Her mouth was wide open from the pain and blood was flowing out from her chest. If she hadn't been sitting cross-legged on the ground with someone pressing against her legs, she would have collapsed or fallen flat on her back.    

    

After the Second Lieutenant retracted his military thorn, without any hesitation, he grabbed Sister Hong's hair with his left hand and pushed her to the side. He raised his military thorn with his right hand and stabbed it towards the Anggui King on her leg!    

    

"In the end, I wasn't able to escape my fate of being killed, but it's a pity that Yan Hong was implicated."    

    

The Anggui King did not bother with the second lieutenant who had raised his hand and stabbed towards him. He only stared at Sister Hong from start to finish, a trace of guilt in his calm eyes.    

    

She really wanted to tell Yan Hong that she wasn't Gao Fei, but rather the Great Demon King of Anggui Cult, the honorary boss of Yan Hong's previous organization.    

    

Unfortunately, the enemy didn't give her a chance.    

    

"Shh!"    

    

Just as Anggui King was calmly about to die, a sharp, long, clear whistle resounded, as if it were a dragon's cry that had drifted through the nine heavens, and shot forth like an electric beam!    

    

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In the early hours of the morning, when lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the Lingnan Mountains, and heavy rain poured down in torrential rain, the Jingdu City was in the bright moon in the sky.    

    

In the wee hours of the morning, Dadu City was a golden hour in many places, such as the New York City Inn.    

    

The place with the highest reputation of Jingdu City was naturally the Imperial Society.    

    

However, not everyone who had the ability to go there would like to go. For example, the first vice president of Beishan Group, Jiao Enzo Mr. Jiao.    

    

After finding out that the person in charge of Imperial Society, Mrs. Bai Ci, was actually a friend of Gao Fei, Jiao Enzo did not go there. Instead, he chose this second-rate clubhouse located in the North City.    

    

The name of the New York Club carried the name of a city with America, but the actual fact was that the owner was completely unrelated to the America person.    

    

Of course, there were still some pretty girls from America inside the clubhouse, diligently playing the role of waiters.    

    

Jiao Enzo, Elegant, and Zhang Yaoming sat together on three separate leather sofas in a beautifully decorated private room. Three tall, snow-white skinned, golden-haired, blue-eyed girls of America were accompanying them.    

    

Elegant right hand holding a wine cup, her right hand holding onto a America girl, lightly closed her eyes, as the tip of her feet gently trembled according to the rhythm of the music.    

    

Zhang Yaoming's hand could no longer be controlled. The girl couldn't help but twist her body and let out a joyous chuckle.    

    

Jiao Enzo was the most serious of the three. He only asked the girl that accompanied him to sit on the sofa with him. Jiao Enzo was the most serious of the three.    

    

In fact, Jiao Enzo really did not think much of these America girls: they looked very pretty, with hot bodies and white skin, but their pores were too thick, and they also smelled like sheep — if they had to choose a white lady, Le He, he would rather choose a eastern European girl.    

    

With a smile, Jiao Enzo put down his wine cup. When he looked at Zhang Yaoming, a trace of clear disdain flashed across his eyes. If it wasn't for the fact that this idiot was useful, he wouldn't even be bothered to be with such a person.    

    

Jiao Enzo's phone, which was placed on the desk, vibrated intensely.    

    

"Cough!"    

    

Jiao Enzo coughed lightly, put down the glass, bent over and picked up the phone.    

    

Zhang Yaoming retracted his hand and looked at Jiao Enzo.    

    

Jiao Enzo said something to the phone softly, then put it down and said to Elegant, "Young Master Gao, the person we are waiting for is here."    

    

Elegant pushed the Miss America away and lightly said: "All of you go out first."    

    

After the ladies left, Zhang Yaoming tidied up his wrinkled shirt and asked in wonder, "Young Master Gao, who are we waiting for tonight?"    

    

Elegant looked at Jiao Enzo and said lightly: "I don't know either, Mr. Jiao didn't tell me."    

    

"Hur hur, Young Master Gao, Young Master Zhang, that person will be here soon. Wait a moment."    

    

Jiao Enzo raised his glass and made a gesture of clinking it with the glass from a distance.    

    

"F * ck, why didn't you let that person come a little later? I'm so angry now, really."    

    

Zhang Yaoming cursed in his heart, picked up the cup of wine that Miss America had used, and took a deep sniff at it under his nose, as if he was reminiscing about that beautiful girl's feelings.    

    

Help, help.    

    

There were several light knocks on the door. Jiao Enzo immediately walked from the sofa to the door and opened it.    

    

Elegant and Elegant both looked towards the door and saw a woman.    

    

It was June, and although it was already the wee hours of the morning and the temperature had dropped, who among the young women would wear what she did now?    

    

This tall young woman was wearing a black windbreaker and a black baseball cap. She had a large mask covering her mouth and covered her mouth. If she swapped her baseball cap for a scarf, she would become an Arab woman.    

    

The woman only revealed her eyes. She stood at the door and swept a cold glance inside the room. Jiao Enzo smiled as he raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Please."    

    

The woman didn't come in immediately. She hesitated for a moment and then slowly walked to the sofa where Jiao Enzo was sitting before. She took off her windbreaker and took off her hat and mask.    

    

Since he had already entered, there was no need to cover himself up so tightly anymore.    

    

Beneath the woman's windbreaker, she wore a black shirt and black pants – although this outfit was a bit too strict, it couldn't hide her impressive figure and curves. On the contrary, because of her current neutral attire, she gave her a valiant and valiant look.    

    

After seeing the woman take off her windbreaker and reveal her outstanding figure, Zhang Yaoming's eyes immediately lit up. He checked her face out habitually, but then suddenly opened his mouth and cried out involuntarily, "Ah, Director-general Hao Lian, so it's you!"    

    

The woman who Jiao Enzo invited to the club in the wee hours of the morning was actually Haolian Yanyue, the director of the Nine Paths of God.    

    

For Zhang Yaoming, he was already very familiar with Haolian Yanyue. Not long ago, when his father was having his birthday, Haolian Yanyue went to 'Sweeping the Field', but ended up getting displeased with Zhang Family.    

    

But in the end, she was still Haolian Yanyue, one of the most famous people in the Jingdu City circle.    

    

Jack was surprised, not because Lily had seen him with Jiao Enzo, despite the warnings of the Zhang Family elders, but because of how she had managed to make an appointment with Jiao Enzo!    

    

Don't forget, she was the Chief of the Divine Fist Nine.