The Romantic Soldier King

The old man laughed, he habitually patted Ye Cheng's shoulder, then looked at the sea level in the distance and said: "Some people lose because it's too much, you and I are not people that can afford to lose."    

"There's no point in talking any further. You know me."    

The old man turned around and nodded towards Secretary Qin. After he left, there were only three people left in the control room. I'll let you go, but in three days. "    

The pipe tapped against the edge of the table, and a speedboat took them away.    

"Once you step onto that land, you will bear all the crimes and be judged. This is their final tolerance." The old man wiped away the miscellaneous items on the table and pushed a few pieces of information in front of Ye Cheng. But I know that no matter how much we try to stop you, you'll still do your best to get back. Three days. Three days later, my people will send you to Soul House. "    

The old man repeated the time of three days, signifying that during these three days, important events would occur in Hong Kong Island and that within these three days, there would be a turning point.    

The old man looked a little tired. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to pretend to be asleep, and in these three days, he would stay on the boat to guard Ye Cheng.    

Three days was the key. It was enough to turn everything upside down.    

When the speedboat reached the shore, there were already a few black cars parked on the dock, and beside each car stood a few black clothed bodyguards. They waited for the people on the boat to get on the car, then got into the car and left.    

After the car left the dock, it drove in different directions. Both of them had their own ulterior motives, so they didn't mention anything about what happened on the boat last night.    

Halfway there, Qin Qiyan had the driver change directions and headed towards the nearby stronghold of the Qin Family.    

After the butler received the phone call, he respectfully looked at Qin Young Lord. It was rare to see someone who came once in a hundred years.    

Young Lord glanced at the phone and waved his hand: "Get people to serve good wine and dishes, the reserve car will be there in ten minutes."    

"Young Patriarch, this Qin Qiyan?"    

"Can we deny the face of the headquarters' chief?" Young Lord asked as she lifted his beautiful lips.    

The butler acknowledged and left to make his preparations. Ten minutes later, Young Lord Qin would take a carriage and head towards the stronghold.    

He could not visit the Three Treasures Palace for no reason. Previously, he could not even invite the Buddha. Now that he had come to invite the Buddha himself, there would be no good reason for him not to encounter any calamities. Qin Qiyan was such an ungrateful person.    

Upon stepping into the hall, all the subordinates of the Qin Family saluted to the Young Lord one after another. During the time that Zi Ye stood there, he did not use the slightest bit of effort to help the Qin Family escape disaster, and this person, who had just ascended to the position of Patriarch, had already entered his role, causing others to look at him in a new light.    

Qin Qiyan was restless. When she heard the news, she immediately came out to greet them. Outside, he was the chief of headquarters. Inside, he had to kowtow and acknowledge Qin Young Lord as his master.    

"There's no need for such a grand gift. Compared to the past, it's not like before. Those clich?s should be avoided."    

Young Lord Qin walked over to Qin Qi Yan's side and the butler supported her and invited her to sit at the side.    

Every family had its own rules. No matter how old they were, they had no choice but to respect them.    

"Why is the headmaster here?"    

"During these three days, I hope that Young Lord will not go out too often."    

Young Lord waved his hand towards the butler, and left the house. Was there any movement from Bai family? Ever since Celestial Dynasty was annihilated, the entire situation in the Hong Kong Island was in turmoil, the chief of staff personally coming here would not just be for this, tell me what help do you need us Qin Family for this time? "    

"Young Lord has grown up. When I was leaving, you ?"    

I only remember that you rushed into the Qin Gate with your men and took away my two youngest uncles. From then on, I never saw him again, but I've often seen your face on TV. All these years, you've been doing pretty well.    

Qin Qiyan's face twitched as she gave an embarrassed smile. What happened that year was not what you think. Although I am the police chief, my heart is still in the Qin. Young Lord hates me, so it's alright, but it concerns the life and death of the entire Qin Clan, so please listen to me. It's only for three days.    

"Butler, are the feast ready?" It's not easy for the Director General to come in the morning, so let's have lunch here! " "Young Lord Qin changed the topic. "For someone who has nothing to do with food, I hope the headmaster doesn't mind. I still have a date, so I won't be accompanying you."    

After leaving the Qin Gate, Young Lord Qin directly went to the theater.    

Qin Qiyan had been snubbed, so she came back to vent her anger. She wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to destroy the Qin Clan so that no one else could use it in the future.    

Thinking of this, Qin Qiyan dialed a number. After a long while, she finally opened her mouth and said, "Qin Family will not cooperate."    

With a single sentence, the Qin Clan's life and death was determined. It would no longer appear on the white list of this secret operation.    

Seeing the old man's deep and unfathomable expression, Ye Cheng held Chen Luoxue's hand and enjoyed the beautiful sunlight.    

The two of them did have the intention to go on vacation, but facing the vast ocean, they felt that time had stopped. The only thing they enjoyed was teasing the Qin Assistant, who was still smiling.    

"Old man, what is it? They raised a dog that is so angry! " From a distance, Ye Cheng shouted at the old man who had an ugly expression on his face.    

The old man smiled but did not speak. After he whispered a few instructions to the Qin Assistant, he walked over to Ye Cheng. "Kid, since you're so sure, shouldn't you have already planned for me to not let you live?"    

Ye Cheng revealed a shameless smile, pushed the eye on his nose and said: "I am definitely not like that, it's just that I like to make friends. This shameless man is much more popular than your beastmen. "    

"Hahaha!" The old man laughed out loud. So you knew what they were going to do? "    

"Yu Mingxi, I have already given it to you. It looks like you have not gotten any good information from her, so the only person you want it from is Wang Haolin. So Han Feng just sent a favor to Soul House, to teach him a little lesson. I picked it up and found that he was a little obedient.    

"You little brat, aiya!"    

"Now that forty hours have passed, I don't care if I wait another thirty-two hours. But what happens across the coast?" Ye Cheng frowned as he let out a worried tsk-tsk sound. "Sigh, it's because I'm powerless, but my men all went to the capital, and I don't care about the rest. So, old man, you and your men must worry too much. I'll just stay here and bask in the sun."    

It had been 40 hours, and their actions had not changed much, but when Ye Cheng was bargaining with the old man, someone had already given the order to act.    

In a dirty street area, a dozen uniformed special police officers carrying bulletproof vests entered the house one by one in an orderly fashion.    

A group of people directly crossed the street and turned into an alley. After locking onto their target, they quickly entered an old-fashioned apartment, kicked open a door, and rushed in.    

The ground was littered with dead animals, heads and shoulders apart, windows boarded with newspaper boards, the air suffocating.    

The sound of running water could be heard in the bathroom. Blood was flowing out from the bathroom. After the SWAT officer broke in, the bathtub was soaked in many animal corpses that had already been skinned. No suspects were found.    

When he left the bathroom, someone in the kitchen had found the meat roasted to a fifth of its original size. The gas was still warm and not hot enough for the prisoner to stay for at least thirty minutes.    

According to the source, the suspect had not come out since he entered the house last night. During the investigation, footprints were found on the windowsill in his bedroom.    

The capture failed.    

After forty-seven hours, the old man received the news that he had failed once again. He had no choice but to find Ye Cheng again and explain the situation.    

"The person who provided the clues was me, and the deployment was your people. If you ask me if there's a problem, then I've always been under your supervision. Who should have the problem?"    

"The old man is very angry, but he dotes on the little fox in front of him." "You're playing cat and mouse with me."    

"I'm a cat, and you're a mouse. That's what's fun."    

"When did you come to a consensus with Pang Shuai? I know Team Leader Chen is one of yours. "    

Ye Cheng pointed to his watch, reminding the old man that he didn't have much time left.    

The old man turned around and left in a fit of anger. He was still unwilling to give up after being bitten by his pet. He even had the intention to kill.    

Chen Luoxue worriedly stood beside Ye Cheng. Although she didn't know what he was doing, it would only be counterproductive for him to be fooling around with the old man. He kindly reminded Ye Cheng not to overdo it, after all, his arm couldn't break a leg, and now was not the time.    

Ye Cheng told Chen Luoxue not to worry, people always bully good intentions. In the past, he was too kind to be taken advantage of by others, this time he did not want to be a good person anymore.    

At two in the morning, Pang Shuai was standing in front of Song Qihua's residence. After failing to capture him, he should have brought his men over, but he continued to stare at the pressure from above and dragged on for a few hours.    

In the darkness of the night, a cat with a completely black body jumped out from a bush of flowers.    

Pang Shuai looked at the strange black cat and waved at his subordinate.    

Another group of people guarded the entrance of the whole small district. The rest of them divided into two groups to monitor the front and back of Song Qihua's residence. If necessary, they could use guns.    

After arranging everything, Pang Shuai brought the two of them to the elevator and arrived in front of Song Qihua's residence.    

The one who opened the door was a middle-aged woman, she anxiously opened up a path, and invited Pang Shuai and the others in.    

Song Qihua was not at home, she was an hour worker invited by Song Qihua, because she cleaned up too late and did not have a car to go back, she wanted to take advantage of the fact that Master was not at home to stay the night, she did not expect that there would be guests.    

The Fei Li Servant knelt on the ground and begged Pang Shuai not to speak of this matter, as she would lose her job because of it.    

Song Qihua's residence was very clean to begin with. The Philippine maid claimed that she missed the subway because she was cleaning the place, and was obviously lying.    

With that, the servants arrived. Helpless, she spoke the truth and brought Pang Shuai to the guest room.    

The carpet in the room was out of place, and the smell of detergent still lingered in the room. There were traces of cleaning on the edge of the corner bed at the end of the wall.    

The female servant told Pang Shuai that Song Qihua had never allowed her to enter this room before, but today, for some unknown reason, he suddenly asked her to come here. She did not expect that the entire room was filled with blood stains, it was just like a slaughterhouse.    

Because he was too scared, he carried everything that was stained with blood in a bag and threw it into the trash can. By now, he should have already been driven away by the car.    

Pang Shuai had his subordinates gather information in the room, and had the Fei Servant call Song Qihua.    

No one answered the phone, and at the most critical moment, Song Qihua once again played the game of disappearing.    

The black cat slipped into the guest room. It circled around and then walked to Pang Shuai's side, its golden light flickering as if it was talking. In a moment, it had reached the balcony and started to cry towards the sky.