Just like the police in Hong Kong films in the 190s always arrived at the end of the story, when everything was settled, when Du Lin from Chenhui Middle School arrived at the scene, the soldiers had already begun to wake up one after another, and Zhang Deqiang was already pressed to the ground by Wang Qibu's bodyguards who had not stopped in their hearts. They did not call an ambulance. This was not their negligence, they did it on purpose. Even Chen Feng, who had the best temper among the four, hoped that Zhang Deqiang would die in pain in front of him so that he could relieve the fear and anger caused by the fear in his heart. The ultimate fear of human beings is anger. You must know that if Wang Qibu really had any problems just now, there would be no need to organize the punishment, and these soldiers and kings who were kind to Wang Qibu could not even get through their own hurdles.

"Pa." With a slap, Wang Qibu didn't even hide. He still looked at Xia Wei with a smirk. It was not until Xia Wei, who could not stand the eyes of Wang Qibu and the people around him, that he ran away shyly. He used his eyes to signal Yue Xiaochen, who was still hiding in the crowd, to take a look. How could he not understand the girl's worries, but he asked himself that he could not use kisses to soothe the girl's emotions in full view of the public. That, this is a good thing in school, so you should pay attention to the impact?

After watching this scene with some embarrassment, Du Lin cleared his throat and said to Wang Qibu, "I'm very curious now how you made such a big plane."

"Wang Qibu, chief of staff of the Second Division of the 11th Army of the People's Liberation Army, gave some officers and soldiers of the military training regiment a fighting guide. Uncle, what do you think your report is just written like this?" Wang Qibu didn't care about the increasingly obvious slap marks on his cheeks because of his fair skin and asked tentatively.

"How is it? I don't think so. If I write this way, your mother, Director Lin, dares to scratch me at the Education Committee meeting. And even if I scratch me, I have no shame to hide." Du Lin was so angry. He thought to himself that even if you treat hurting the leader as a second-hand pussy, it's not a second-hand pussy after all. It's great for you to make such a big scene, but God knows how many people should have a headache. The most important thing is that just now, just now, the gun actually fired in Chenhui's campus. Not to mention others, first of all, he has already had a lot of trouble.

"The one on the ground is Chief Zhang of the training team, right?" After a lot of effort, he finally recognized who was the culprit lying on the ground and half-dead, Du Lin swept it again. Situ Caiwei, who was not far away, instantly understood a rough idea. So he became more and more troublesome. The matter was obviously involved in the two major political families. How big a political whirlpool will this incident cause? He, he, I really don't want to wait and see.

"The principal has good eyesight." Wang Qibu also praised him. Du Lin almost vomited blood.

"Well, comrades, please see if Chief of Staff Zhang is released first, and then the school will arrange it to the hospital." Ignoring Wang Qibu, who was becoming more and more angry, Du Lin discussed with Wang Qibu's four bodyguards. Then the four of them looked at Wang Qibu in unison. Among them, Shen Qingge also had a very clear look and expression to ask whether he wanted to do something by himself, Chief of Staff Zhang, who was under his command. He completely regarded Du Lin, a living person, as nothing.

So Du Lin was embarrassed and depressed, while more of them were helpless.

"It will be good for you to be alive now." No one expected that Situ Caiwei would come over at this time and even said this to Wang Qibu.

"What Teacher Situ said makes sense. What Qibu is looking at Qibu?" Du Lin quickly expressed his support for this suggestion. Looking at Wang Qibu's eyes, it seemed like he would say again, "Dad, just treat it as giving uncle a face."

"So you agree that this person will die?" Wang Qibu said, looking straight into Situ Caiwei's eyes, his eyes full of jokes about villain's success.

"The moment he took out his gun, he was already dead." Facing Wang Qibu's provocation, he turned his head slightly, and staggered the terrifying eyes of the scum, Situ Caiwei said as calmly as possible.

"Oh, then, wouldn't you be a widow? You're so young, so pitiful." Is it too much? Wang Qibu didn't feel that way at all. Didn't you look down on me proudly? Then today, my existence that you despised at the time made you feel humiliated. Yes, it was humiliation. He felt that Situ Caiwei should celebrate the objective fact that she was a woman, because if not, the person who was lying on the ground at this time might not be the unlucky Zhang Deqiang, but her. For those who had hurt themselves in their memory, Wang Qibu never understood what kind of kindness is.

Situ Caiwei's indifference has long ceased. At this moment, her expression is more like an ordinary woman who has suffered aggrieved. Although she is a little stiff and unnatural, she is hard to hide.

"Ahem, Qibu! You shouldn't talk to Teacher Situ like this." Although I don't know why Wang Qibu was inconsistent with Situ Caiwei (Well, Situ Caiwei also couldn't make it clear about this issue.), but after all, this was under his nose, Du Lin felt that it was necessary to say this.

"The principal is right. Teacher Situ, if my previous sentence really hurts you deeply, then I apologize to you. You know that my villain who relies on the strength of the family has become a habit of being humble in my family. It is really difficult to correct it for a while. So, I think it is precisely because of this that I need the principal's criticism, the teacher's spur, and the help of my classmates in my next study and life. By the way, that shot didn't kill me. It seems that I am really lucky." Wang Qibu's words were almost so high-sounding that he could not be more harsh, especially in the last sentence, he reminded Du Lin and Situ Caiwei that something that must not be ignored. Someone just fired a shot at me!

Sure enough, after saying this, Du Lin and Situ Caiwei's faces immediately fell. They all knew that even if Wang Qibu didn't say this news, it would definitely not be able to cover it. What is even more likely is that what just happened here might have reached the ears of the decisive and iron-fisted Prime Minister of Da Nei. Perhaps some people, including himself, are ready to bear the power of heaven.

Sure enough, when he was thinking about this, Du Lin and Wang Qibu's phone rang almost at the same time. After taking the call, Du Lin walked aside and picked it up. Just as he had just taken the second step, he clearly heard Wang Qibu behind him shouting sweetly "Grandpa." Although he had been mentally prepared, Du Lin still staggered.

"Seven Steps, tell my grandfather, you are not injured, are you?" It's not anger, or even calmness, it's a temptation to lose your beloved thing. It's hard to imagine that such a voice came from the mouth of the Prime Minister, who is known as the most iron-blooded since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Hearing this sound, Wang Qibu heard the strange sound, his eyes made him red unexpectedly, and he said in a slightly choked voice, "Grandpa, I'm fine, I'm fine. Don't worry."

Well, well, if there were no such accident, and there were some true feelings of coincidence, the situation might be better. But Wang Yucai on the other side of the phone could no longer be suppressed after hearing the rare sobs of his precious grandson in his memory. How about the Prime Minister? The Prime Minister is also a human being! Especially Wang Yucai is still the same kind of Prime Minister if he has to bear these because he becomes Prime Minister, then he will never be Prime Minister.

"Be good, don't cry for seven steps. It's grandpa who made you wronged. Tell grandpa, who shot?" Wang Yucai said the last few words almost gritted his teeth.

"Zhang Deqiang, the Chief of Staff of the Training Corps." Although he was a little emotional, Wang Qibu, who would not cover up a guy he hated for his immortality, said truthfully.

"Okay, let your bodyguard control the person first. I will order your master to come and arrest people immediately." Wang Yucai said firmly, but then asked worriedly, "Don't lie to grandpa, are you really okay?"

"Grandpa, don't worry. I'm really fine. The gunman was successfully subdued by me." Wang Qibu said. It was not the first time that Wang Qibu did this for a guy who was not against him. For example, the second generation ancestor of the Hong Kong gangster on the plane back then. So, this was natural and smooth from Wang Qibu's mouth.

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After Wang Qibu hung up the phone, Du Lin, who had been waiting there for a long time, came over and asked, "Qibu, what instructions does the Prime Minister have?"

Looking at Situ Caiwei, Wang Qibu became more and more arrogant and said sarcastically, "Premier Wang instructed me to let my bodyguard control the criminal first, and then the comrades from Guoan will come and bring people."

After hearing Wang Qibu's words, Du Lin thought to himself that he was much more happy. The Prime Minister has given a certainty. The criminal, let alone Zhang Deqiang's army level, even the official title of the suspect is useless, and he is just a criminal. And the most important thing is the next sentence, not **, but Guoan came to get people. It seems that the person on the ground has little hope of walking out of Guoan headquarters alive. He knows a little about the relationship between the head of Guoan and Wang Qibu. What is the difference between master and son in this circle?

"Uncle, let me guess who called you just now. Is it Situ *** himself or his..." Wang Qibu asked Du Lin in pain while waiting for Guoan to come and arrest the people.

"It's Director Chen." Du Lin said. He was frowning and wanted to smoke now, but his identity as the principal was not as annoying as the guy who was probably Wang Qibu's bodyguard was like one after another.

Director Chen is the secretary of Situ Yuwen, the National Commission for Discipline Inspection. Needless to say, the guy who looked very annoying and smoked one by one is Shen Qingge. He grew up in the rural areas of the northeast since childhood, and was trained by his grandfather early on, the old man who always liked to sing "Xiaoyaolu" in a straight line, became a standard smoke gun. (The monsters expressed their grievances)

"Director Chen just asked about the incident briefly. I said that after waiting for the Prime Minister, he was polite and hung up the phone." Although he didn't want to report to the students in his school, it could not help but lead to unnecessary misunderstandings, and Du Lin still did this.

"This is the fault of their family. Is there any king's law when shooting in school? Is there any law? Principal, I think this kind of arrogant crime that destroys social harmony and stability, stands on the contrary of character and the masses, and is also rampantly disdainful of someone who is being held is a provocation in the eyes of national laws and even national dignity. As a middle school student, a Communist Party member, and an ordinary soldier, I am particularly indignant of this crime. This is not just a problem of firing a shot, nor is it just a problem of intentional murder. The behavior of criminals has been

It has risen to the provocation of the Party’s discipline and national laws, and the smear of the great situation achieved by the efforts of the people of the whole country since the reform and opening up. This behavior of criminals is destined to be nailed to the pillar of shame in history." At the end of the speech, Wang Qibu waved his small fist vigorously. Ye Baoshan, Song Aimon, and Shen Qingge applauded and supported him. Shen Qingge, the most annoying among them, even shouted "Good". The others were speechless. Du Lin even thought that this child must not be involved in the officialdom in the future, otherwise many officials would be in trouble. This mouth and this way, he was invincible.

The students who had been watching on the playground for a long time have been arranged to study in the classroom. The military training at Chenhui Middle School naturally ended one day early. It was impossible to end. The instructors were almost sent to the hospital by ambulances. How can they train? Who will train? Wang Qibu and the others continued to stay on the playground, waiting for people to come to Guoan.

Fortunately, it didn't take long to use it. Several off-road vehicles with Guoan license plates drove into Chenhui's playground. Without waiting for the car to stop, the Guoan Director Tang Feng, who was sitting in the first car, pushed open the door and jumped down. He took two steps in front of Wang Qibu, ignoring the school leaders including Du Lin, who were about to ask, and anxiously asked Wang Qibu, "Qibu, aren't you injured, are you?"

"Of course not. In fact, you don't need to get it so fast. You should have confidence in your only baby apprentice. With my skills, it's not something that ordinary thieves can hurt." Wang Qibu said stinky fart. Of course, the purpose of stinky fart is more to reassure Tang Feng.

"You guy who likes to cause trouble, I'll deal with you when you look back." Tang Feng smiled and cursed with a relaxed expression after hearing this, but he glanced at Zhang Deqiang, who was already hard to stop his life and death on the ground, and then he lowered his face and asked, "It's him?"

Wang Qibu didn't even say anything, so he nodded directly.

The four words "Come, take them away." Tang Feng said it loudly. Then he turned his head and said Du Lin, who had stretched out for a long time, and said, "Little Du, I will trouble you more in school in the next seven steps." As both yamen, Tang Feng's voice of Xiao Du is not an exaggeration.

"Brother Tang, you are just a heretic. Since Qibu is studying here, I can't make any sense of not being able to do my best. No trouble, no trouble." The last six words are of course just to be polite. After all, Du Lin even said he was not convinced. Isn't it troublesome? He created such a big plane on the first day of school, and his mother was thinking about how to transfer him.

"Director Tang, I wonder if you should let Zhang Deqiang receive treatment first?" Situ Caiwei, who had not left, interrupted.

"Oh? You are the child of the Situ family." Tang Feng, who had already seen Situ Caiwei, suddenly said as if he had just noticed her existence.

"Yes Director Tang. I think you can let Zhang Deqiang go to the hospital for treatment first?" The cold voice had her insistence, Situ Caiwei repeated.

"Teacher Situ, I don't need to send special treatment to the hospital. The unexpected environment of the Guoan headquarters is quite good. Besides, this kind of vicious campus shooting and injury case should also pay attention to confidentiality work. I hope you understand our work." Tang Feng changed into a smile and said.

"But..." Situ Caiwei had to say something else.

"Okay, Teacher Situ, we are leaving too." But he was interrupted by Tang Feng, and then looked at Wang Qibu and said angrily, "You should also restrain me from now on. Go directly to your grandfather's place after school. The Prime Minister was so anxious." After that, he ignored anyone and turned around to the car.

Looking at the dust rising as the convoy left, Situ Caiwei sighed softly, her mind was extremely complicated, and her mind was full of various entanglements.

However, the entangled emotion was interrupted by such a voice overwhelmingly, "You have done your last effort. Now, go back to class. My teacher." After that, Wang Qibu even patted Situ Caiwei on the shoulder and felt the other person's body stiffen obviously.

He didn't know that because of his indifference and inexplicable disgust for men, this beautiful woman who had just turned 25 had not been touched by any man for nearly ten years. Even the most basic etiquette, handshake!

(Since half a month ago, I have no habit of reading the content again before the new chapter is released. Why? Let's say it nicely, I'm speeding up. I don't know how long it took for other writers to use it from 500 to 1,000 words to 3,000 to 5,000. Anyway, I only used it for half a month. So it's not nice, I think it should be lazy. I have no reason to find this. I'm just lazy, so I'll try to be diligent in the future. Especially today when I can't write something, after reading the previous few chapters, the typo was really shocking. Then, I'm really grateful to those readers who endured the genuine edition like pirated version, insisted on reading this book every day and even wanted to urge updates. I've said before, I love you. It's really you who made me understand that I know that someone is waiting every night.

In front of the computer, I waited for my little happiness to update. Then the editor of Binggua praised my diligence today. This seemed to be the first time he praised me on the update issue. I used to complain about my interruptions, but he did not give up on me. I really couldn't imagine that there would be any other editor besides him who would write a mobile phone with four or four broken home pages. If I were the editor, I would have circled Wang Di's biocircle in his own notebook and then killed him tragically. Is Zongheng's need to ask the author for a small station? No. Is it necessary for Zongheng's editor to beg for the author to kill people and give a guy who is full of integrity again and again? There is no need. So Wang Di really wrote this book with gratitude. Because you, you edit Binggua.

Finally, I resigned. I was very idle. After turning on the phone for many days, I no longer had uninterrupted text messages. This is good evidence. So in the next days, I will focus more energy on this book. I hope to grow up with you, I hope "Young Master in Military Garment" will become popular, I hope Wang Di will be the gods and immortals, I hope I will edit Ice Gua, readers will be healthy and everything will go well.

This tribute.

Wang Di
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