The Romantic Soldier King

2Xiang Weimin originally wanted to solve the problem, he never thought that his trip would bring about so much trouble that his intestines would almost turn green. Annoyed, he entered a tavern. It was quiet without anyone to his left or right. With a jug of wine and a few side dishes, Xiao Jiu's train of thought also became more active.    

    

Han Feng gave her a method that was not simple, but it was definitely a good way to kill two birds with one stone. If it was successful, maybe there would be more benefits from killing three birds with one arrow! Thinking about the beautiful An Ningxuan, who had submitted to her, a belly full of evilness, popped up.    

    

"Boss, give me another bottle of wine!" Thinking about it, Xiang Weimin's emotions calmed down, and waved the empty wine jug, shouting at the owner.    

    

A gust of wind blew past him, and Xiang Weimin looked towards the door as a man wearing a beige windbreaker walked in.    

    

The light in the tavern was not bright enough, and there were a few bars in the atmosphere. However, with his sharp eyes, Xiang Weimin still caught a glimpse of a few red spots on the lower part of the coat, his intuition told him that it was blood, and from the position of the light, it should have been splattered onto the ground.    

    

Xiang Weimin turned his head and stared at the man before the counter. As he moved, this man that was around 175 centimeters tall sat opposite him. The two were separated by four or five meters, and the moment the man sat down, he started to play on his phone.    

    

Perhaps because he noticed that someone was staring at him, the man turned his head and coincidentally met Xiang Weimin's gaze, and said with a rough voice: "What are you looking at?"    

    

"Sir, your cell phone is too loud, it's affecting my meal!" Xiang Weimin took the opportunity and tried to find an excuse.    

    

The man snorted and continued to play the game, turning his voice up to maximum volume.    

    

The boss carried the dish over and told him something. The man turned off his phone and started to eat.    

    

Xiang Weimin looked at the man a few more times, then suddenly thought of something and sent a message to Han Feng. Not long after, his phone beeped twice and a photo was sent over.    

    

Damn, it really was the same person!    

    

The chopsticks in his hand couldn't help but start to tremble. He tried his best to calm himself down as he watched the boss walk past him. The way the two of them talked seemed very familiar, so it was necessary to check.    

    

Suddenly, the tavern's door was kicked open by someone. A few men with tools rushed in and shouted for a while before smashing towards the man's back.    

    

The man who was eating the noodles seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. With a sway of his body, he grabbed his bowl and sat on the other side of the table to avoid the attack.    

    

The hot noodles were poured into the man's stomach in less than a minute, Xiang Weimin was dumbfounded.    

    

The man touched the stool on the side of his stomach and used it as a weapon, slashing at the thugs in front of him along the way, but the other side had too many people, it wasn't easy for him to travel two to three meters, but then he was blocked by someone again. The man seemed to be provoked, he roared, jumped onto the roof beam, and like a monkey he jumped to the door, threw the stool at the people behind him, and ran away.    

    

All in all, it had only been about 20 minutes. The tables and chairs in the pub were already in disarray. The boss looked like he was used to this. He casually picked up the table, cleaned up the dishes and entered the kitchen.    

    

At this time, Xiang Weimin abruptly woke up and called Han Feng. Young Master Han, your information is not accurate, JOY is very powerful, one of you can count the number of people, it's not like what you said, we can't even fight him! "    

    

Han Feng was startled for a moment. He waved at the woman in front of him, then walked out of the office. The news can't be wrong, there's a mole behind that person's ear! "    

    

After Xiang Weimin fed him a few times, the other party had already hung up, and he angrily slammed his phone on the table, his chest rising and falling. "F * ck, your father hasn't eaten your food yet. How dare you show me your face? I'll let you have a good life after the matter is over."    

    

Even though he was angry, Xiang Weimin still stood up and entered the kitchen. The boss has paid the bill! "    

    

Leaving the tavern, Xiang Weimin sat in the car. With his many years of experience in handling cases, he knew that this JOY would definitely return. For the time being, he did not want to alert the others, so he sent people to keep an eye on this tavern.    

    

With the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole chasing it behind, Xiang Weimin was still cautious when dealing with things. However, it was not that he was not well-prepared, it was just that the news about Han Feng was too leaked. But from the video, the JOY appears every day on the tavern's closed-circuit television, which can only be said to be an eyewitness.    

    

Xiang Weimin was very angry, he had wasted several days in vain, yet he had not reaped any rewards! After receiving Han Feng's phone call, he had been setting fire to Han Feng the entire day like he ate explosives.    

    

In the afternoon, just before closing time, Serious Cases Group received a report. Someone had found a few male corpses at the construction site. The crime scene was seven or eight meters away from the tavern. Xiang Weimin immediately linked this matter to JOY.    

    

The scene could only be described with one word, miserable!    

    

The dead died because their chests were pierced by sharp weapons. The hearts of the dead were dug up and their organs were cut off. This was not excluding the possibility of illegal organ trading.    

    

The identity of the dead had been revealed, and they were all the subordinates of the Sun Yee On. Xiang Weimin handed the case over to his other capable subordinate, he purposely set aside Yu Mingxi, but there was actually another goal.    

    

Ye Cheng looked at the two people in the room through the binoculars. What medicine did this Xiang Weimin bury in his calabash, to actually use a new person to investigate the murder case of the building?    

    

Snorting, Ye Cheng could not help but sneeze. The air was faintly mixed with a rich fragrance, and a person's image flashed past his mind, he placed the binoculars back onto the sofa and turned around, and sure enough, Han Feng had already walked up the steps, smiling at him.    

    

"No wonder I couldn't find the young master Ye anywhere. So it turns out that you were hiding here and enjoying the scenery by yourself!" Han Feng sat opposite of Ye Cheng.    

    

"Sigh, there's a scenery. How about someone look for you? Young Master Han, what do you want to drink?" Ye Cheng found a waiter, and seeing that Han Feng had ordered wine, he was speechless. It wouldn't be good to drink red early in the morning, right? "    

    

"It's rare to be so impudent in life. I really don't want to stay in the company." Han Feng laughed as if he was an old friend. young master Ye is here everyday, what good scenery is there to introduce? "    

    

Ye Cheng pointed to the building across them and said, "As a thief, what can I look at? "But I found something interesting. This Commissioner of Police has an intimate relationship with his subordinates!"    

    

Han Feng laughed but did not follow up with Ye Cheng's words, and instead deliberately looked out through the window.    

    

"Aiyo, be careful, this place is very high!"    

    

Ye Cheng blocked the attack, but Han Feng instinctively pushed away Ye Cheng's palm, and a look of revulsion flashed across his face before he quickly recovered. The one young master Ye is talking about is Officer Yu Yu Mingxi right? "" Yes!    

    

"Yes, yes! It's the Officer Yu, this woman, tsk tsk tsk! " Ye Cheng shook his head and did not continue speaking after lifting Yu Mingxi up for a long while, that small eyes of his was filled with all kinds of complicated and indescribable emotions.    

    

"I think you are overthinking it. According to my understanding, the two of them are just a master and disciple relationship, and not as bad as young master Ye said. But if young master Ye has any ideas, I can help you guys set them up!"    

    

Ye Cheng began to laugh loudly, and he could not help but curse in his heart. How would I dare to play with the police? Brother Han, please let me off! "    

    

Han Feng laughed along with him. He rubbed his fingers and asked after a long while: "I wonder how you guys are thinking about the matter that you mentioned to Chief Ye last time? Have you chosen a shop? "    

    

Brother Han, I'm truly sorry. I've been busy taking back the large ring gang and haven't had the time to think about it. If you're not in a hurry, how about you wait for me for two days? "    

    

"As the laughter faded away, Ye Cheng stood up. Why don't you wait here for me, and I'll go ask around? "    

    

"If it's convenient for Chief Ye, you can call Miss Wei along. If there's anything, we can negotiate it in person."    

    

After retreating again and again, Han Feng felt that there was no longer any need for him to continue wasting time with this rogue in front of him.    

    

Ye Cheng sighed. How about this, I won't hide it from you! This Miss Wei isn't in Hong Kong Island right now, so you should know that she just lost her child so her whole family went on vacation. I don't know when they will return, so I can't do anything about it. "    

    

"You're messing with me!"    

    

"Young Master Han, you're thinking too much. Why would I mess with you? The North Street is not my territory, and this Miss Wei is not in the Hong Kong Island, so I have no choice, or do you want me to beat her up and send her to find someone?! " Ye Cheng flung Han Feng's hand away. "If you can wait, then wait for him to return home. If you can't, then think of him elsewhere, but I advise you not to take the risk and break the law!"    

    

Han Feng adjusted his collar and took a deep breath: "Ye Cheng, I had originally wanted to shout 'Get together and leave', since you are so unorthodox, then I can only let down your friend, just a mere North Street, I, Han Feng have not put him in my eyes yet, if you have the ability to move the Planning Department, then I will have the ability to get him off the stage, let's go and see."    

    

What a big threat!    

    

Ye Cheng pulled back his neck, called Han Feng, and waved the pen in his hand: "No matter how I hear it, I feel that you are threatening me. I wonder if the police will accept this kind of case."    

    

Han Feng's threatening words just now came out from the brush.    

    

"You!" Han Feng reached out to grab the pen in Ye Cheng's hand. If this recording were to spread, he would be finished.    

    

Ye Cheng easily dodged, and with a palm strike at Han Feng's back, he toppled him onto the sofa. Young Master Han, what are you doing? In the broad daylight, for the sake of a brush, you have no demeanor at all.    

    

After saying that, Ye Cheng stretched out his hand to pull Han Feng away, but was mercilessly slapped away. He quietly raised his toes, and when Han Feng tried to snatch the item away from him again, with his right leg, he kicked the person down the stairs, knocking against a guest, causing the girl's face to pale in fright.    

    

Han Feng crawled up from the ground, roared and rushed at Ye Cheng, waving his fists like a hooligan to attack.    

    

Ah!" Young Master Han, how can you hit someone! " Ye Cheng clutched his face and cried out in fear.    

    

Han Feng was startled, he still maintained his previous posture, and his hand was still aching from the impact. He did not believe that he could hit Ye Cheng with one fist, but the wound on the corner of his opponent's mouth was not fake.    

    

"What's all this noise?"    

    

A powerful voice came out from the door, causing Ye Cheng to look in the direction of the voice, and secretly rejoice in his heart, this was truly the right time for them to meet.    

    

Han Feng immediately retracted his expression and walked over when he heard the voice. "Dad!"    

    

Han Hu looked at his son and snorted, then walked towards the inside of the dining hall. There were quite a few people following behind him. Each of them looked like an elite among elites, an overweeningly arrogant person.    

    

"Old Man Han is very angry, aren't you going to coax him?"    

    

"We won't let this matter go just like that!" Han Feng pointed at Ye Cheng, threw down his words and turned to chase up.    

    

Ye Cheng stopped smiling and stared at Han Feng's back with a smile.