Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 331 Supplement to the chapter about Zong Bufeng (15)
When Zong Haifeng said these things to Zong Bufeng, he saw Zong Haifeng's bluish-white fist.

During these years of participating in missions abroad, he felt more and more the desire to return to the motherland, and he also felt more and more sad, because there are too many people kneeling down
Zong Bufeng lowered his voice and made a phone call.

"Shihao, are you still in Hushen?"

Shanghai Shen is the city where Tang Mingyang lives now.

Zhu Shihao on the other end of the phone smiled lightly.

"Boss, do you know how long I've been waiting for this call from you? Just tell me, I'll follow you like a knife!"

Zong Bufeng briefly talked about the situation, and then ordered: "You go to the airport and wait for me now, and go with me when the time comes. I don't worry about you going alone."

Zhu Shihao said firmly: "Don't worry, which mission is not the best cooperation between the few of us."

Zong Bufeng hung up the phone, stood in front of the window and thought for a while, then opened the door and went out.

When he came to the yard, he saw Murong Lingji who was talking and laughing with Zong Haifeng for a walk.

He walked over hastily.Zong Haifeng stopped him: "Why are you going?"

Murong Lingji also stopped, looking curiously at the hurrying elder brother in front of him.

Zong Bufeng stopped, he glanced at Murong Lingji, and said calmly: "Grandpa, I need to deal with something quickly."

Zong Haifeng snorted coldly: "No matter how busy you are outside these few days, you should come back to see me. Even if you don't want to see me as an old man, you should also see your sister!"

Murong Lingji covered his mouth and chuckled twice.

Zong Bufeng was anxious. He couldn't care about that much anymore. He said goodbye in a panic and ran away.

Zong Haifeng stared: "This kid!"

Murong Lingji comforted him from the side and said, "Grandpa, it's okay. Maybe my brother is in a hurry. Do you think he has ever been so anxious before?"

Zong Haifeng nodded, and then said: "Then you go and ask around later to see if this kid has any unsolvable difficulties. There are some things he can't handle, so I'd better wipe his ass!"

Zong Bufeng rushed to Uncle Zong's residence. Uncle Zong was drinking tea. Seeing Zong Bufeng in such a hurry, he quickly stood up and asked.

Zong Bufeng didn't have time to explain to him, he just asked Uncle Zong to help him book a ticket to Shanghai as soon as possible. Uncle Zong felt the urgency of the matter, and hurriedly went to book a ticket for Zong Bufeng.

On some special flights, they would reserve one or two tickets for emergency use. Uncle Zong's words naturally worked, and the problem was solved in less than half a minute.

Zong Bufeng thanked him, and hurried out to get in the car ordered by Uncle Zong and rushed to the airport.

During this period, he originally wanted to call Bai Hua, but he put the phone back after thinking of the two-month task he had set for him to complete the credits.

When he arrived, the plane he wanted to take was just about to take off, and finally, he took the last train.

Zhu Shihao paced back and forth at the airport, looking at the watch in his hand from time to time, and then looked up at the arrival gate.

Before Zong Bufeng got on the plane, he had already told Zhu Shihao which flight he would take.

When he looked at his watch for the ninth time, a familiar figure appeared at the pick-up port.

Zhu Shihao hurried up to meet him, spread his arms and gave Zong Bufeng a firm hug.

The matter was urgent, so Zhu Shihao didn't say much about meeting and missing each other.

"I've got the car ready, do you need me to call for some help?"

Zong Bufeng said: "No, the fewer people there are, the better. If you shout too many, it will be troublesome. Besides, the two of us are not enough. Now this is a task, the sooner the better!"

Zhu Shihao nodded, and he led Zong Bufeng out. Parked outside was a rough-looking Mercedes-Benz. The advantage of this car was that it could run.

Zong Bufeng is very satisfied, now he just prays that the traffic in Shanghai will not be blocked.

In the unfinished building near Tang Mingyang's apartment, the director was hiding with his two strong men.

He looked outside through the broken window, and said somewhat dejectedly: "At that time, I shouldn't have just left. If I wanted to leave, I would take that Tang Mingyang with me!"

The two strong men behind him stood there obediently.

The director gave them a cold look, then turned around and made a phone call.

"Things are starting to get tricky now, and I need your support!"

A hoarse and awkward Chinese came from the other end of the phone: "What happened?"

The director explained: "When we went to their house, we found that he had destroyed all the materials. The only way now is to take him away directly. We will find a way to make him spit out that technology!"

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then said: "Well, I will continue to send people to support you. After you are done, take them to the pier, and there will be a connector there to pick you up."

The director said anxiously: "But now things have changed, what will happen to my money!"

The man sneered: "You messed up the matter and want to ask for the money like this? Let me tell you, it's okay if you bring people, but if you can't bring them! Don't talk about money, I may I'll throw you directly into the Huangpu River to feed those shrimps! Don't think I'm just joking." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

The director shattered the phone, and when he saw the unsatisfactory subordinate behind him, he kicked it.

"Two trash! Why didn't you just drag him away at that time! You two are such fucking trash! Bai Chang has such a strong body, so you can play with chickens!"

Zong Bufeng and Zhu Shihao, who were rushing on the expressway, encountered a traffic jam as expected.
Zong Bufeng looked at the long queue of convoys ahead, and sighed.He looked at Zhu Shihao, and Zhu Shihao spread his hands and said that he had no choice.

Zong Bufeng rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then asked, "Do you have a map of Shanghai in the car now? The detailed one."

Zhu Shihao hurriedly groped under the parking space.

"Hey, there really are!" He took out a detailed traffic map of Shanghai and Shanghai and handed it to Zong Bufeng and said excitedly.

Zong Bufeng took the map and looked at it carefully. He pointed to the high-speed route above and said, "This is our current location." Then he drew his finger along the route, and finally settled on a point. "This is the location of Tang Mingyang's current community. Now I can guarantee that his situation is already very dangerous. Even if he reports to the police, those policemen who don't know will not give them much help."

Zhu Shihao stretched out his head to look at the long dragon in front again, patted the reverse wheel and said, "Then what should we do now?"

Zong Bufeng looked at the heavy traffic under the expressway viaduct, and said calmly, "Run, let's run over."

Zhu Shihao glanced at Zong Bufeng, then smiled and said: "I've thought about this for a long time, we haven't done cross-country running training for a long time, I remember the six competitions between the two of us, and we won three times each Bar."

Zong Bufeng pushed open the car door, smiled and winked at Zhu Shihao: "That's because I'm afraid your self-esteem will be frustrated." Then he got out of the car and looked around the road and said: "Call someone to come here and drive the car away. ,How to go!"

As he spoke, he pulled his coat and threw it on the car.

Zhu Shihao also followed suit by taking off his coat and getting out of the car wearing only a vest.

Without saying a word, Zong Bufeng shuttled through the crowded traffic like a monkey, and Zhu Shihao followed closely behind him.

When Zong Bufeng and Zhu Shihao ran past a proud Maserati, they didn't notice the surprised face of the owner of the Maserati.

That's right, the person sitting in the car was Hua Yingying. She wore a pair of huge toad mirrors to cover her delicate pretty face, which also prevented the two people who ran past from seeing her.

After Hua Yingying was surprised, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It turns out that you really came to Shanghai to apply. This time, it's my territory. You have to obey me obediently, cutie~"

The title of "Little Cute" was given to Zong Bufeng by Hua Yingying after getting along with her in the academy for a long time. Of course, Zong Bufeng wouldn't let her call it when there were people around, because it was too cold. As for no one else , when only the two of them are alone, what she likes to be called is her freedom, Zong Bufeng doesn't care
At Tang Mingyang's home, Liu Meifang called the police and the emergency number of the hospital, but due to traffic congestion, two hours had passed, and neither the police car nor the ambulance came. The husband put him on the bed and helped him treat the wound. The uncle at the door, Old Wang, didn't even look at the door, and just helped Tang Mingyang's house.

The other neighbors also thought about sending Tang Mingyang to the hospital first, but later found that the traffic in this area had been paralyzed, so they might as well rest at home and wait for the traffic to recover before sending him to the hospital.

Liu Meifang's tears were about to dry up on this day, and Tang Mingyang passed out again due to a slight concussion. The others could only stand helplessly outside, silently caring for Tang Mingyang.

In the unfinished building, the support requested by the director also came. A dozen tall and strong men were more imposing at that stop, and the director was relieved a lot.

He got on the phone with the informant again.

"Because of the traffic problems in the Shanghai Shenyang City, I can only give you so much support now. A group of more elite thugs will rush over later. You only need to send them to the dock, and I will take care of the rest. After this matter is completed, your 3000 million points will not be less, and we will reward you with an additional 1000 million, as a friend who has contributed to the great pirates, we will never treat you badly."

The director hurriedly said with a smile that this is what he should do. After all, it was a mistake he made before, and now it is his duty to make up for it.

The man snorted coldly: "It's good that you know, if our friends can fully recognize themselves and be smart enough, we will have more cooperation in the future."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)