I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

When Zhu Qingyu saw Sister Ying's right hand reaching towards his breast, he thought that the other party was going to kill her, so he immediately grabbed her hand and twisted it with his backhand, causing Sister Ying to howl like a pig.

Xiaoling outside heard the shouting, and snickered on her face. She thought: Isn't this a massage? Why did she make such a loud noise? It seems that this old man has changed his mind... Hey, I can't see that he is still in his 80s. If it was so fierce when she was young...she didn't dare to think about it.

Inside, Zhu Qingyu had sat up, while Sister Ying fell on the bed with a face ashen as dust. Her hand was still held by the old man in front of her, and the pain made her sweat.

"Tell me, where is your landlady?" Zhu Qingyu asked sharply.

Sister Ying said with fear on her face: "I, I dare not say... Ouch, please be gentle, old man, my hand is about to be broken!"

"Speak quickly, or your hand will become useless!" Zhu Qingyu's face showed a fierce look.

"She, she, she went to see Gang Leader Li. Old man, don't say it was me who said it. If they find out, I will die, wuwu..." Sister Ying started to cry as she said this.

Zhu Qingyu let go of her hand and said, "Where is Gang Leader Li? I am his father. I came here because I couldn't find him."

"You are Gang Leader Li's father? Then why are you so cruel to me?" Sister Ying regained her expression, her face full of displeasure.

"I heard that he often comes in and out of your place and has a heated relationship with the proprietress of your hair salon, so I came here." Zhu Qingyu said seriously.

Sister Ying glanced at him, thought for a while and said, "Since you are Gang Leader Li's father, it doesn't matter if I tell you that our boss lady has gone to save your son."

"At which point?" Zhu Qingyu asked impatiently.

"Here..." Sister Ying looked at Zhu Qingyu doubtfully and said, "Why should I tell you? I didn't get any benefit, and you delayed me for so long, and you almost broke my hand."

Zhu Qingyu understood what she meant, smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of Gang Leader Li? If Gang Leader Li knows that you are taking my money, what will he do to you?"

Unexpectedly, Sister Ying tilted her head, curled her lips, and said, "Gang Leader Li is not one of mine. He hired our landlady, and he is so picky that he is not willing to buy a stick or piece of chewing gum!"

"Haha, I didn't expect my son to be so stingy. It's so fucking embarrassing!" Zhu Qingyu cursed, took out a big sticker from his body and handed it over, saying: "I'm not like him. Come on, this is my reward for you, hurry up. Tell me where my son is!"

Sister Ying glanced at it and thought about what kind of role Gang Leader Li was. He had a lot of money to spend, and his father must be rich. She snorted and said, "This hundred yuan is too little. I took the risk." I’m telling you the risks!”

Zhu Qingyu thought to himself that this Yingjie must be a veteran in the romance field, and she is good at cheating money. Forget it, as long as she can tell where Li Jiangshui is, I am willing to spend 11,100,000!

So he took out two more sheets from his bag and said, "Is it okay this time?"

Sister Ying stretched out her hand and held the RMB in her hand, feeling secretly happy: I didn't get this massage, but it cost 300 yuan, which was a good deal! So he smiled and said: "Haha, that's pretty much it. It seems that you are much better than your son, old man!"

"Hurry up, sir, I can't wait!" Zhu Qingyu coughed twice.

"They are in an underground hospital near Baojia Village in Hexi." Sister Ying said.

"What's the name of the hospital?"

"I don't know. I accidentally heard it from Sister Hong that day. I don't know the other circumstances."

"Remember, don't reveal any information. I won't say it was you. Let's keep it a secret. Do you hear me?"

"Yeah, remember."

Zhu Qingyu originally wanted to take action at night, but he also thought that if the other party knew the news, he would immediately transfer, so he left Yueyuehong Hair Salon and trotted forward twice as fast as ordinary people.

From along Binjiang Avenue to the Grand Cross, turn right and cross the Ximen Bridge. After advancing two kilometers, turn right into the West Outer Ring Road and arrive at the Baojiacun area of ​​the Hexi Office. The last time, he drove a few kilometers from a fork in the road here and arrived at Baojia Village. But today's underground hospital is near Baojia Village. I don't know any signboards, so I can only look for it slowly.

Suddenly, a small voice that only he could hear said: "Five hundred meters to the right of the target, at the red brick house."

Zhu Qingyu was overjoyed. This Xianzhi Navigator had not spoken for a long time and almost forgot about it! He followed the prompts and walked to the right.

On the right is a village in Baojia Village, which is the interface between the city and the countryside. There are scattered brick and wooden houses scattered throughout, and stinking garbage can be seen everywhere. It is a typical example of a village in the city.

Zhu Qingyu walked along a hardened road in the village. When he traveled 300 meters, he found a group of strong men in black Chinese tunic suits sitting in the red brick courtyard in front of him. The cremation fee is the same as for a man.

He pretended to be picking up trash nearby and observed the movement of the red brick building.

This is a red house with two floors and one floor, with only five rooms and no house sign on the room. The yard is quite large, with a thick grapefruit tree inside, and a Dongfeng commercial vehicle and a white Iveco parked there. They may be vehicles used by the underground hospital to transport the sick and wounded.

Although the men in the yard were bored, they were alert and looked around from time to time. Looking again, there were sentries posted around the house, and every few meters there was a person standing there, motionless.

"Li Jiangshui must be here." Zhu Qingyu thought, deliberately using a wooden stick to poke around in a garbage dump next to the red house, as if trying to find a gold ingot.

This garbage dump is medical waste generated by the underground hospital. It contains disposable syringes, medicine bottles, bloody gauze, cotton balls, etc. The smell is also wrapped in a faint smell of alcohol.

When I returned, a man on guard came over and shouted: "You old guy, you are playing with a ball here, go away, or I will be rude to you!"

Zhu Qingyu showed fear, agreed in a low voice, and walked away.

"It seems that we can only have a chance when it gets dark." Zhu Qingyu thought, holding a wooden stick in his hand and walking towards a snack bar opposite.

When he arrived at the snack bar, Zhu Qingyu called the office director Huang Jiangong and explained where he was going. Then he ordered two dishes and then sat in front of a fire box made of car tires to warm himself up.

There were no customers in the snack bar because it was only half past four in the afternoon and it was a little early for dinner.

Just after drinking half a cup of hot tea, I saw a young woman coming in with a child on her back and a white snakeskin bag in her hand.

After the young woman sat down, she smoothed her hair on her forehead with her hands that were red from the cold, so that her face could be fully revealed. When Zhu Qingyu saw it, his heart skipped a beat: This woman is actually Bao Xiaoqian!

Bao Xiaoqian washed her hands by the pool. After sitting down, she took off the child from her back and hugged her to her chest. The child had big, dark eyes, a broad forehead, and a plump face. He was babbling and calling for mother.

"This kid really looks like Zhao Guozhu!" Zhu Qingyu sighed in his heart.

Bao Xiaoqian said: "Zhao Panpan, be good, you must be hungry. Come, mommy feeds grandma." After that, she took off her clothes and stretched her swollen and round breasts towards Panpan's little mouth.