Female President's Protector

Soon, a group of five people came to a bustling area in the city center.

There are all kinds of people here, and there are people in strange clothes. After all, in an autonomous region with so many ethnic minorities, the urban area, the capital of NMG, naturally has many different kinds of people.

Zhang Yi glanced at the bustling crowd, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is it?"

"You didn't ask where that guy drove the old man. Now it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. How can we find it?" Xuanyuan Xiaohan said angrily.

Zhang Yi shrugged and said calmly: "I'm afraid I can't help but kill him!"

"Then kill it. This kind of scum is not worth staying here. If I saw this kind of person in the hidden world, I would have killed him long ago!"

Hearing Xuanyuan Xiaohan's words, Zhang Yi gave her a weird look, and Ling blanked her a look: "This is the secular world, not your hidden world."

"..."

Xuanyuan Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, then pouted and said, "If you treat him like that, why not just kill him!"

Isn't it true that cutting off someone's palm directly, and saying that he wants to abolish his limbs and five sense organs, this is so painful. If this is the case, Wu Junsheng will be completely useless and can no longer be used.

In this case, it would be better to kill them directly.

"Actually, I'm kind!"

After speaking, Zhang Yi took Luo Qingcheng's plain hand and walked directly to the street.

Looking at Zhang Yi's back, everyone was puzzled for a while.

Is this called kindness?

What about cruelty?What will happen?

After a while, when they walked to a snack bar in the center of the street, Zhang Yi felt awe-inspiring.

"It's this old man!" At this moment, Xuanyuan Xiaohan exclaimed, full of disbelief.

Is this fate?

It was like finding a needle in a haystack, and they also encountered it.

Zhang Yi nodded lightly. At this moment, a white-haired old man, with his left arm hanging down, seemed to be broken. He looked at least a hundred years old.

At this time, the old man was kneeling on the ground, saluting passers-by continuously and cupping his hands.

In front of him was a yellowed and blackened ceramic bowl, which contained dozens of pieces of money.

Some passers-by looked at the old man with the broken arm impatiently, and then hurried away.

Of course, many people couldn't bear to see the old man with a broken arm, and directly threw the fifty cents into the bowl.

Every time someone gave money, the old man would raise his right hand and salute those people.

This scene made Zhang Yi stand in awe.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi slowly came to the old man.

Because the five people were wearing Han clothes, and because Xuanyuan Xiaohan and Luo Qingcheng were too good, they attracted many people's attention.

Seeing Zhang Yi not making a sound, Luo Qingcheng sighed softly, stayed by his side very obediently, took out a stack of bright red RMB from his bag and handed it to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi took a deep look at Luo Qingcheng, immediately took the money, handed it to the old man, and said softly: "Old man, it's freezing, don't beg."

After speaking, Zhang Yi turned around and wanted to leave.

He came here to make sure that the old man was fine, and seeing that the old man was quite healthy now, he didn't want to stay here anymore.

It's not that he is cold-blooded and ruthless, but that everyone should have their own destiny. There are so many beggars in the world. Although the old man is old, he has made his own arrangements for his downfall, and he can't control so much.

But he found out he was wrong.

The whole reason is because of the hoarse voice and words of the old man.

"Little hero, please stay, I thank you on behalf of the children!"

"Huh?" Hearing what the old man said, Zhang Yi stopped in his tracks, turned around, looked at the old man with a broken arm in puzzlement and said, "Old man, what do you mean by children?"

The old man straightened his body, raised his right hand, saluted a standard military salute and said, "You have paid so much money now, but you don't ask for anything in return. Thank you so much."

Zhang Yi's eyes were awe-inspiring, and his heart trembled slightly.

Because he clearly saw that the old man's military posture was very standard, and he exuded a murderous aura from the inside out, which was a kind of murderous aura accumulated over the years, and it was a smell of gunpowder smoke.

"you're a soldier?"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, the old man with a broken arm was startled, shook his head, and said with twinkling eyes: "No!"

Zhang Yi took a deep look at the old man, then smiled and said, "What's your name, old man?"

"Chen Guangming!"

Zhang Yi nodded slowly, and gave Luo Qingcheng a look.

Then he continued: "Old man, what are you talking about about the children?"

"This……"

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

"I know, I know!" The old man nodded and murmured, "Come with me!"

Immediately, he bent over and wanted to pack his things, but his right hand was holding the pile of money tightly.

Zhang Yi quickly helped the old man up, and said with a smile: "Old man, you can lead the way, let's do it."

After finishing speaking, he squatted down and helped the old man pack the crutches, the begging bowl, and the backpack.

Seeing this, everyone was moved.

Especially Luo Qingcheng, who had received Zhang Yi's order, ignored Shangguan Fei's voice at this time, and stared blankly at the man squatting down to tidy up, his eyes filled with mist.

Who is the man?

A child of the Zhang family, the future master of the Zhang family, the master of Hongmeng, the spiritual leader of the demon god Lingtian, the core member of Longxi, etc., any of these identities can make people shy away, but no matter what his identity is, he will help the elderly without being humble or arrogant. .

Thinking of what Xuanyuan Xiaohan said, the so-called Wu Junjie drove the old man away because he bumped into his car, and he didn't know if he beat the old man.

Of course, Luo Qingcheng would not compare a scum like Wu Junjie to his own man.

It was rumored that Zhang Yi was bloodthirsty and ruthless, but those who knew him well knew that the bad things he did were talked about, but the good things he did were ignored.

And when he just turned around and wanted to leave, she clearly saw the unbearable flash in the man's eyes.

"sister in law?"

After a long time, Shangguan Fei's voice came again, and Luo Qingcheng bit his lower lip lightly, as if he was suppressing something, and said lightly: "Find out a person named Chen Guangming."

"He may be an old fighter, and now he is in NMG's ****."

"Know!"

"Wait!" Seeing that Shangguan Fei wanted to hang up the phone, Luo Qingcheng stopped him, looked at the people in front of him, and said coldly: "The sooner the better, you cooperate with Lin Shubin to check all his affairs come out."

She knew very well that the man's bending over proved that in the man's heart, this old man was not simple.

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, because Zhang Yi supported the old man and walked slowly, Luo Qingcheng quickly caught up with them.