Female President's Protector

Hearing Wu Junjie's words, Zhang Yi twitched his lips and said nonchalantly, "I really want to see how you let me die."

Immediately, the cold eyes flickered with a bloodthirsty cold light, swept them away, and said jokingly: "Only by these few people?"

"you……"

Wu Junjie pointed ferociously at Zhang Yi, frowning together: "Today you must hand over the matouqin!"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows coldly, stared closely at Wu Junjie, and said word by word: "If you want a matouqin, there is no way."

After finishing speaking, he put his arms around Luo Qingcheng's waist, frowned and said, "Get out of the way!"

But without Wu Junjie's order, the five big men remained motionless, even though they thought Zhang Yi was a dangerous person.

Because from Zhang Yi's eyes, they could vaguely see wolf-like eyes, which were extremely cold.

A strong smell of blood could be smelled from his body, but even so, they did not give in at all, directly blocking Zhang Yi's path.

It is their profession to use people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

"If that's the case, then don't blame me!"

After speaking, Zhang Yi let go of Luo Qingcheng's waist, and before everyone could react, he swished in front of the five of them. He didn't use any exercises, only pure physical strength and speed.

But even so, these five bodyguards are not invincible.

Soon, the five people were knocked down to the ground and howled.

Seeing Zhang Yi being so brave, Wu Junjie was stunned.

How can this be?

How can a person's speed be so fast?

But he thought of something, and said ferociously, "I never thought you were still a cultivator."

"Do you think that you can fight the government just because you are a cultivator? Can your skills fight against so many hot weapons?"

Hearing Wu Junjie's repeated questioning, Zhang Yi frowned slightly: "Can you represent the government?"

"Also, who gave you the right to bring a few bodyguards around to show off?"

"Here, I have the final say!"

"Haha!" Hearing Wu Junjie's words, Zhang Yiyang let out a long laugh, and suddenly his aura became powerful and terrifying, and a cold and bloodthirsty aura burst out from him.

He said word by word: "Today, let me see who gave you this power!"

After speaking, his body was like a tiger coming out of the cage, and he came to Wu Junjie in an instant, grabbed his neck with one hand, and picked him up like a chicken.

"You...you let me go..."

"Okay!" Zhang Yi nodded abruptly, flicked his right hand to the right, and let go immediately.

Immediately, Wu Junjie flew out.

At the door, the people who came out couldn't help being dumbfounded for a while.

"Director, these gods are fighting, what should we do?"

"Perhaps only Young Master Zhang dares to do this?"

The chief shook his head bitterly: "This is just a drama between Wang and Bing. Shao Zhang is considered a god, but Shao Wu is not."

"In our opinion, it counts." The deputy director muttered in a low voice.

The director of the Bureau of Cultural Relics chuckled, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, everyone should perform their duties, and go back to do your work."

When I saw Zhang Yi for the first time, I didn't understand why Zhang Yi was so ostentatious. You must know that when I saw him for the first time, the people from Guoan and those from Hongmeng were waiting for him to ride over.

In the end, a piece of paper from the sky ordered that if Zhang Yi wanted the treasure, there should be no voice to stop it.

Suddenly, he was completely dumbfounded.

You must know that it was an order issued by the General Administration.

In the end, after many inquiries, I found out that Zhang Yi is actually the master of Hongmeng, and his identities in the secular world are as numerous as stars. Zhang Yi's name is a taboo in Yanjing.

But what about Wu Junjie?

At most, he is a second-generation official, but Wu Anguo can do something practical. After all, he is a rare good official, but often a good official will have a cheating son.

The name of Wu Junjie is quite famous here.

But Zhang Yi is terrifying, his strength is terrifying, and he is fearful because of his bloodthirsty nature; but Wu Junjie is famous as a dude. Compared with the two, no matter in terms of status or strength, Zhang Yi can directly crush Wu Junjie.

And the most important thing is that he doesn't know what identity Zhang Yi still has, but he can tell from the inclusion of the Catholic Church. Standing behind Zhang Yi is afraid of even such a horrible existence as the Catholic Church. What?

He has been bringing a few bodyguards around to show off, and he can't do anything except be hollowed out by wine.

It's just that what he couldn't understand was that Wu Junjie was only interested in money and women, how could he suddenly appear today and want to play the matouqin?

Not only him, but even Zhang Yi thought of this point.

On the field, Zhang Yi squatted down, looked down at Wu Junjie and asked, "Are you interested in matouqin?"

"you wanna die!"

"Not honest!" Zhang Yi's eyes flashed, and he slapped him hard with his backhand.

Snapped!

The crisp and loud applause made Wu Junjie's face burn with pain.

At the same time, he had the feeling of wanting to kill Zhang Yi, and looked at Zhang Yi ferociously, blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"You like matouqin so much, I'll just ask Director Lei to give you one!"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Wu Junjie said angrily, "I want you to do it!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Yi stared coldly, narrowed his eagle-like black eyes, and said coldly, "Why only mine."

"you you……"

"Your one was unearthed along with the cultural relics, so it must be valuable for collection!"

Hearing Wu Junjie's words, Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows lightly, stood up, stretched his waist lazily, and said unhurriedly: "Since you refuse to tell the truth, today I will eliminate evil for the heavens. "

"Haha, do you dare?"

"Wu Junjie, you have offended my country..."

"The crime is the same as treason!" At the end, Zhang Yi said firmly.

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, Director Lei's heart trembled not far away, his lips parted slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

He had a certain understanding of Zhang Yi's identity, as long as Zhang Yi said so, no one could protect Wu Junjie.

And the key point is that Zhang Yi was appointed to the National Security Bureau, and the crime is the same as treason. Isn't he qualified to deal with it?

Even if not, what about that mysterious Dragon's Breath membership?

Even if none of these things work, Zhang Yi's position as the Lord of Primordial Mist has established that even if Zhang Yi kills hundreds of Wu Junjie today, he will be able to live in peace.

Wu Junjie, this is Wang's gunshot wound.

"Zhang... Young Master Zhang..."

Director Lei tremblingly came to Zhang Yi's side, his complexion turned pale.

Zhang Yi turned his head indifferently, and asked puzzledly, "Say, what's the matter?"

"You really want to kill him, then..."

"Lei Peng, you fucking save me!"