Of course, I could go back in the past, Liu Yanzhi sighed silently in his heart, but people cannot be reborn.

Liu Yan heard the old lady talk about a lot of past events. Because he had been there, he felt quite a sense of identity. He couldn't help but forget the time when he was arguing. Before he knew it, it was evening. Feng Wan insisted on keeping Liu Yanzhi for dinner. Although she was old, she knew how to keep up with the times, could use a smartphone, and could order food online.

A nearby restaurant brought a table of dishes, which were all in full bloom. Feng Wan took out a bottle of red wine and said that it was saved by herself in the 1990s and wanted to use it for her granddaughter’s wedding, but now it seems that she can’t use it anymore.

"Xiao Ru is not worthy of you, it's a pity." The old lady in the anti-black shook her head and sighed, "Eat, don't wait for her."

When it comes to Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives. Feng Ru comes home from get off work. When she sees Liu Yan straight, she looks surprised. She puts down her things and washes her face. She is also a pretty woman with a plain face. She sits at the table and has dinner together. Naturally, she talks about the mortgage loan for the house.

Liu Yanzhi took a lot of money: "This matter is for me. The bank can pay off the debt within one month, and other usury loans will not come to you again."

"Really!" Feng Ru was so happy that she became worried again, "After all, it was my guarantee, unless they could find An Jie, but this scumbag didn't know where to hide."

Liu Yanzhi said: "I found out that he was hiding abroad."

Feng Ru's eyes shook: "Oh, which country?"

"Australia." Liu Yanzhi deliberately lied, "It's a pity that the police don't care, and the private individuals don't have the ability to catch people across borders."

"It would be great if I could catch him." Feng Ru breathed a sigh of relief, but pretended to be disappointed.

"Sooner or later." Liu Yanzhi was meaningful.

...

In the conference room of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Acting Mayor Liu Fei held a meeting here to present awards to the advanced individuals of the active public security of the Municipal Bureau. The active public security refers to the border police officers in armed police uniforms under the management of the Public Security Bureau. Zhen Yue of the Fire Brigade was among them. She deserved her name. Although she is the daughter of the commander of the Armed Police Corps, she leads the way and is often the first to rush into the fire, which is deeply respected by the soldiers.

Liu Fei personally presented Zhen Yue with a certificate, shook hands, took a photo and smiled.

After the meeting, a man in the uniform of an armed police stopped Zhen Yue and extended his hand to her: "I won't know each other if I don't fight. Let's get to know each other. My name is Hesen. The head of the service section of the Municipal Party Committee Security Department is responsible for Mayor Liu's security work. I feel embarrassed about the last time. I am a soldier and have a little irritable temper."

"Oh." Zhen Yue looked up at the black iron tower that was nearly two meters high, rolled her eyes, and did not shake hands with him, and turned her head and left.

Heizi refused to give up and chased after him: "Hey, a heroine, can you make friends? I am from Northeast China, twenty-eight years old, with the rank of major, 1.95 meters tall, and I am still unmarried..."

Zhen Yue stopped and turned around: "Chief Hei, I have something to do, don't follow me?"

"Call me, Heizi." Heizi smiled, took off his police cap and scratched the back of his head, "You have something to do, let's make an appointment next time."

On the way back, Mayor Liu, Heizi drove the Audi A6 and glanced at the boss in the rearview mirror. Mayor Liu was in good mood today. He asked boldly: "Boss, what do you think of that female firefighter?"

"Zhen Yue's father is Zhen Xuejun." Liu Fei said carelessly. His attention was outside the window. The largest outdoor electronic display billboard in the center of Jinjiang was playing advertisements for Future Technology, and the domestic first-line young meat group TF Boy.

Zhen Xuejun is the commander of the Jiangdong Provincial Armed Police Corps, with the rank of major general, a real senior cadre, and a power class. Heizi is not worthy of his identity, but Heizi's future is infinitely bright. According to the life path planned by Liu Fei for him, when Liu Fei became the secretary of the Omi Municipal Party Committee, Heizi said that he was deputy director of the Guard Department. When Liu Fei became the governor, Heizi was the director of the Provincial Party Committee Guard Bureau. When Liu Fei was promoted to the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, Heizi rose, and a deputy director of the Omi Municipal Public Security Bureau was indispensable. As for the future, he would be the deputy minister of the Ministry of Public Security and at least a member of the provincial department team. It depends on Heizi's luck, so Heizi felt that he was worthy of Zhen Yue.

Of course, with Liu Fei's permission and support, after these days of indirect attacks, Heizi already knew that the boss was not interested in this tomboy with a rough personality, so he could go on boldly. Don't look at Heizi's thick and thick lines on the surface, but actually belonged to Zhang Fei, and it was thick and thin, otherwise he would not be allowed to let the leader's driver.

"What's so great about the commander of the armed police? I'm the boss's person." Kuroko said proudly.

Liu Fei smiled. Heizi had a little thought, and he knew what color of shit to pull when he was whispering. If Heizi could catch up with Commander Zhen's daughter, it would be equivalent to a political marriage and would be beneficial to him. Of course, this matter basically would not happen, so he did not need to interfere, which would hurt Heizi's enthusiasm.

"If you want to chase, take the courage to chase." Liu Fei said.

"Okay." Kuroko was full of confidence and unconsciously stepped on the accelerator. The leading vehicle accelerated accordingly. The sirens roared, and the convoy was galloping. Liu Fei closed his eyes and rested, feeling the feeling of pushing back brought by speed. He was thinking about more important things, how to swallow future technology, this huge money tree.

For this big event, Liu Fei gave up his style of eating alone and worked with some people of the same level in Beijing. The most important of them were the children and grandchildren of the Ma family.

At the same time, at the 305 Hospital in Beijing, the old man lying on the hospital bed with the help of a doctor, put on an electrocardiogram monitor and fell asleep after taking the medicine.

The doctor left the ward, took out a tissue to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and sent a message using the future personal terminal: OK.

He is the attending doctor of the old man, forty-five years old, a professor and doctoral supervisor. He is in contact with a high-ranking person. He is said to be able to settle everything easily, but once things go abroad, it is not so easy to deal with. His son drove drunk and killed a person and was charged with felony crimes. His wife went to the United States to handle relationships and gave the police a hundred thousand dollars in cash. He was arrested for bribery. A good family is facing a catastrophe. Only one person can help. In return, he did what he had just done.

Before doing it, he repeatedly confirmed whether this instrument would cause the patient's heart to intensify and cause death. The other party promised that it would not. This thing can prolong life if it is used well.

The electrocardiogram monitoring is indeed at work. The elderly’s pulse is beating smoothly, the blood oxygen content is sufficient, and they sleep peacefully.

The old man lying on the bed was the Ma family's old man. Ma Yunqing was the governor of Jiangdong Province in the 1960s. After rehabilitation, his son Ma Jingsheng was now a powerful figure at the ministerial level. His grandson Ma Fengfeng worked in the Central Bureau of Communications and had a prosperous career, but the most fundamental guarantee for their domineering and arrogant is the old man who was buried in the neck of the 305 Hospital.

Ma Yunqing returned to his green years in his sleep. At that time, he was a foreign student in Beijing. His family drove at home. His four brothers showed off their power and were in the fish countryside. As a progressive student, Ma Liuye advised him many times but it was useless. Finally one day, his enemies came to him.

That day, Old Master Ma celebrated his birthday and married a concubine to have a happy couple. The concubine was only seventeen years old. The second brother spent a lot of money to buy it to respect the elderly father. The second brother has many shortcomings, but he values ​​filial piety and is righteous. On the one hand, he bought a concubine to respect his father, and on the other hand, he saved people from water and fire. The girl's family was poor and entered the Ma family's mansion. In the future, she ate and drank delicious food, but fell into a lucky nest.

It was a happy event, but suddenly the situation changed suddenly. A man who was driving a rickshaw came to smash the situation. The guy was a burly man wearing Japanese tweed breeches and leather shoes. The dog-skin hat with a demeanor outside the pass was buckled on his head, and he looked like a loud horse. The unkind person did not come. When this person entered the door, he gave everyone a warning. He sat casually at the banquet, talking about slander, holding charcoal in his hand, lighting a cigarette. He even held Li Jingzheng hostage and snatched his raspberry to take the old man's concubine away.

No heroes in the yard dared to take action, and they were afraid of hurting Li Jingzheng. Only Ma Liu was extremely alert and quietly took a slingshot and followed him. The slingshot was made of the branches of the old locust tree and the rubber wheel inner tube of the rhetoric car. It was extremely powerful. The projectile was made of a special clay, which was exposed to the sun in summer for 49 days, and was harder than an iron bullet. Ma Liu had the ability to shoot birds since he was a child. He used it for a thousand days. He used the slingshot for a thousand days. He aimed at it with one eye, and then loosened his hand. With a whoosh, the projectile flew over with a fiery red trajectory. It was probably because of the burning caused by the friction of the air. In short, the pottery projectile became extremely hot and accurately hit the big man's hand holding the gun.

When the rooster landed, all the heroes rushed forward, but the thief was extraordinary and seven or eight people were knocked down by him. Master Ma Liu could see that this guy was using the secret fist of the Huo family in Tianjin, as well as the shadowless feet of Baozhilin in Foshan, and the southern fist and northern legs were integrated into one, and he was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Stop!" Ma Liu Ye stopped shouting, everyone stopped, formed a circle, and his eyes gathered on Ma Liu Ye. He threw the slingshot and walked over, taking off the navy blue student costume on his body. He only wore the Western-style fur vest and white shirt inside, and pulled out the Western boxing posture, and the sliding steps under his feet were dazzling.

A beautiful straight punch hit the thief's nose bridge bone, and his nose was bleeding on the spot, and the bridge of his nose collapsed. Then another set of storm-like boxing was followed. Finally, a cool and spiral kick that was so cool that it was so cool that it swept the thief's face. He koed it.

The thief fell to the ground, struggled for a few times but still couldn't get up.

Master Ma Liu took his tricks and stood in the wind. The little maid put the student outfit on his shoulders.

"If my subordinates do not kill Wuming people, please sign up." Master Ma Liu said as he slapped the dust of his student hat.

"You are cruel, I'm convinced. My name is Chen Zikun. If you have the ability, you can kill me, otherwise I will kill your whole family another day." The thief was still stubborn.

Master Ma Liu stepped forward and raised his foot, about to kick Chen Zikun's temple.

After waking up from the dream, the young Ma Liuye, the current senior leader Ma Yunqing, was still lying in the quiet hospital bed. The highlights on the electrocardiogram monitor were beating regularly. The old man breathed a sigh of relief. This dream was too realistic and enjoyable, and it was simply immersive.

He rang the bell and called the doctor in: "What medicine did you take?"

The doctor's sweat on his forehead: "It is a new sedative drug with no side effects, it is easy to cause excitement in the cerebral cortex. Rearrange the huge information in memory, and various strange and bad association combinations appear, which is simply dreaming."

"This medicine is good, you can increase the dosage." Ma Lao instructed.
Chapter completed!