Chapter 39: The Overture of Xianglai Eight Years Early

More than half a month has passed since Qibu Media successfully signed a contract beyond. During this period, Wang Qibu did not play like he had just come to Hong Kong, but stayed honestly in his room and made up for the various homework he had left these days. This has nothing to do with self-discipline, and to a large extent it is just because he has played enough. Didn’t that say that? The combination of work and rest is the king.

"Young Master Qibu, your phone number." Uncle Xu said after entering the room. Yu Guangsai saw the scattered copywriting on the desk, and his eyes couldn't stop saying that he was approving.

Following Xu Bo to the living room. After answering the phone, a voice that surprised Wang Qibu came from the receiver, "Qibu, is Hong Kong fun?"

"Master? Are you performing a mission?" Wang Qibu had more than one master, but the only one who needed to perform a mission was Director Tang of the National Security Bureau.

"The mission is still going on, but I have been temporarily transferred back to Beijing." Tang Feng's casual answer made Wang Qibu's heart beat. Although this seriously violated the discipline of confidentiality, Wang Qibu still had a certain understanding of the importance of Tang Feng's mission, so he would naturally be surprised at what kind of things happened that would allow the task that must be sure of foolproof will be replaced in the last battle? Moreover, Tang Feng just used the word "drawing"! In this country, people who have the right to draw Tang Feng in this country are definitely only a few palms, and because they are worried about being taboo, Tang Feng will only be responsible to one person. Who is that person? "Is the time to hand over the shift coming?" After his thoughts were wandering around in his heart, Wang Qibu asked tentatively.

"Haha, nothing can be hidden from you, a clever little guy. If you have enough fun, come back. Your grandfather may have something to use for you." Tang Feng, who was unrelenting and did not have much concern, said with a smile.

"I will take the plane back at night." Wang Qibu responded calmly on the surface, but the turmoil in his heart was not a big change? Tang Feng had already made it clear, and he had to know that his identity would not say such things without any uncertainty. It seems that the old man from home had entered the cabinet. The variables are nothing more than the number of places he has reached. This is the eight years old that he has entered the prime minister, and it seems that he still has to compete!

"Okay, Master will pick you up." After not seeing Wang Qibu for a while, Tang Feng felt that he really missed him a little.

"Uncle Xu, please inform Uncle Song that I will go back to Yanjing tonight." Wang Qibu said to Uncle Xu who was standing aside.

"Okay, Master Qibu." He did not say anything to keep him, nor did he say nonsense. Although he had only heard a few words by accident, Xu Bo still realized that this matter was very important.

Above 30,000 feet above the ground, Wang Qibu sat on the sofa in the first class cabin while eating a free, destined dinner, thinking about how to help his grandfather get a higher position. The government and the public were paying attention to. It was a tiger's mouth to seize food! Thinking of this, Wang Qibu decided to vent his worries on this damn unpalatable food.

Flight attendant Bai Xue occasionally glanced at the handsome boy who spent her two months' salary to buy a plane ticket, speculating on his property and background, and then fantasized that if the boy was ten years older than now, no, five years old... "Don't be foolish, this mainland boy has been upgraded at first sight. If a rich man like me would not be the reincarnation of his evil ghost." Bai Xue's service target, a young man who should be the second ancestor of Hong Kong, was not very standard Hong Kong Mandarin, said, "Miss, if you want to find someone to accompany you to go shopping, you can find me. Have you ever heard of Hexing, Hong Kong? He Feilong, the leader of Hexing, is my old bean."

"Sorry, I'm from Yanjing, I don't know what Hexing." The second generation ancestor didn't know Wang Qibu's energy, but Bai Xue knew. Just before boarding the plane, she was called aside by a senior executive who rarely appeared at the airport, and repeatedly told him to serve the young guest. From the nervousness of the executive, it was not difficult for Bai Xue to conclude that if the young master was unhappy, she would be fired directly. So, in addition to getting out of here immediately, she could only pray that the young man had not heard the second generation ancestor's words, or would not care about it, and not to take his anger on the innocent.

"I don't know Hexing? That's okay. My cousin is an official in Yanjing, but I have met Xiaoping's high-ranking official. I came to Yanjing this time to visit him. How about a lady, should I go with me?" The second master grabbed Bai Xue's hand and said. Maybe it was because the second master didn't know much about the official rank and title in the mainland, so he was not afraid of bringing Deng Gong out. But no matter what, judging by this posture, he said that he was a gangster family.

"Let me go! Otherwise I will call KSK!" Unexpectedly, this man was so bold, and Bai Xue shouted in panic.

"Don't give me a shame, you stinking bitch. It's your luck that I can fall in love with you. After the plane lands, you will follow me. If I'm so ungrateful, I can't guarantee what will happen." The inducement has changed from coercion. In the eyes of Wang Qibu, the young and dandy in the 1990s seemed childish.

Although there are not many people sitting in the first class cabin, how could those high-ranking officials, wealthy, and elites from all walks of life care about such idiots? So the entanglement between Bai Xue and the Second Lord fell into a deadlock of no one to care about it. Until a few seconds later, a small hand that had not yet matured was held on the arm of the Second Lord, and then; "Ah!", a howling like a pig, spread from the second Lord's mouth to the ears of the rear rows of people in the business class.

"Look at how skillful you were in grabbing someone's hands just now, I don't know how many times you have done such unethical things. Alas, Tathagata's big fool always talks about "retribution". Okay, I'll be a thug for him for a while." Wang Qibu muttered that even Bai Xue, who was standing closest to him, didn't understand anything. His hand seemed to shake slightly, and he heard the "crackling" and then the scream that was even better than before was made from the second generation ancestor, because at that moment, his right hand had been broken into three sections.

"Thank you, thank you. He, is he okay?" Bai Xue, who got rid of the predicament in a way she absolutely did not expect, asked Wang Qibu with unconcealed fear.

"I can't die for the time being, but it's hard to say in a while." Wang Qibu said without looking back.

"Ah! You are dead from the mainland who fucked your mother. I want my cousin to shoot you, and Brother He Xing will definitely kill your whole family. Ah! Ah!" The second generation ancestor who had lost his mind because of the pain and the humiliation he had never suffered before, roared.

"My name is Wang Qibu. My grandfather is Wang Yucai, Secretary of the Songjiang Provincial Party Committee, and my father is Wang Yunshan, the captain of the Chinese Special Forces Corps. If I heard correctly, you were going to kill my whole family just now, right? Well, then everything that happened here is a serious political incident. I can tell you in the person in charge that because you said just now, the club called Hexing has been completed. Now I want you to tell me who your cousin is. This is very important, and it is related to your life and death." Ignoring the excitement of the second generation ancestor, Wang Qibu said slowly. Even when he talks about heavy words such as "politics" and "life and death", his speech speed did not change at all.

The second generation ancestor did not believe it, or he really did not want to believe the words of this young man who claimed to be Wang Qibu, and he was even more unwilling to believe that there was such a coincidence in the world. Because he could already determine that if the identity of this ruthless boy was true, then what he said would definitely be without any moisture. This means that the person who died in the whole family would be himself. Compared to the second generation ancestor's half-believing and half-doubting, Bai Xue, who was standing aside, could already be sure that what Wang Qibu said was true. The answer was revealed, and the boy's true identity exceeded the craziest answer in her heart. Looking at Wang Qibu's cruel and indifferent attitude towards the second generation ancestor, she suddenly did not dare to say a word.

"Say." "Pa" Wang Qibu slapped softly, but at the same time he gave the second generation ancestor a loud slap, so between "What do you say?" "How do you say?" "Say or not?", the second generation ancestor who can be described as pitiful was lost.

"Say. In a contemptuous tone, I'm a mainland boy who was reincarnated by a starving ghost. I'll endure it." "Ba"

"Say. I didn't say anything when I picked up girls by stepping on me, a well-behaved and cute strange boy." "Pa"

"Say. Showing off yourself as a gold medal black second generation is your personal routine and skills, and it doesn't matter to me." "Pa"

"Tell me. But when you were playing hooligan, you actually carried Taizong out. I really can't stand it anymore." "Bang"

"Say. What Hongxing, Dongxing, Hexing, Chen Haonan, He Feilong and so on are the most annoying. They always kill people without any IQ, and they are full of swear words. I get angry when I think of it." "Ba"

"Say. Also, you said you were a gangster family but you didn't have any morals. It was me who ruined you, so why bother to kill my whole family?" "Ba"

Seven slaps, seven short and crisp sound effects echoed in the cabin. All the passengers in the first class have been attracted here. I have to say that this is really exciting, because judging from the strength of the assailant's murder, perhaps in the next second they will witness a murder.

"Zhao, Zhao Zhong... Cough." After hearing a bunch of inexplicable words, the second generation ancestor who almost slapped his soul out of the body. He had no idea of ​​resisting any more, he took advantage of the break when Wang Qibu was resting and said in a hurry and weak manner. After saying that, he choked out a mouthful of blood foam.

"Zhao Zhong? Haha, then tell me how many cousins ​​you have in total." Is his luck so good? Wang Qibu asked tentatively.

"Three, uh no, there are only two left now." When he said this, the second generation ancestor's voice was smaller than the other, and finally reached a point where he was silent.

In fact, the police officers on the plane had already arrived, but they were also told before boarding the plane that they agreed. Anyway, the boy couldn't run away, so he just handed it over to the police on the ground when he arrived. There was no need for him to wade into this muddy water. Of course, the boy who was afraid of the murderer came to his interest and then started a massacre, which was also the reason.
Chapter completed!