Peerless Junior Uncle

Are you interested in her? "

"Miss Jin is the apple of the eye of Marshal Jin in South China, how can ordinary people catch her eyes." Fu Qingcheng sighed regretfully.

He Tingge just smiled and didn't make a sound, but heard Fu Qingcheng beside him say: "Why, Young Marshal He is not moved?"

"It's easy to be moved." He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng's curious look, and he was in a better mood; "It's just that it's difficult to be moved."

"Is there any difference?" Fu Qingcheng asked after some consideration.

"When you encounter amazing things, no matter whether they are people or things, your heart will be moved, but there are very few that can really make you fall in love." He Tingge explained lightly: "Besides, how can a person like me have time to be moved?"

"Have you never been?" Fu Qingcheng asked curiously.

He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng, was silent for a moment, curled the corners of his lips bitterly, and said softly: "I don't know, maybe it happened, or maybe it's just an illusion."

Fu Qingcheng paused after hearing the words: "It seems that Young Marshal He is also a serious person."

"If you're not serious, you might lose your life one day. How can you not be serious." He Tingge laughed.

"That's right." Fu Qingcheng nodded seriously: "But sometimes, it's necessary to take a little risk." He said with a vague smile, but He Tingge didn't understand what he meant.

"Let's go, go for a walk, there is a very delicate courtyard behind Ye Tiantang, go out and get some air." Fu Qingcheng suddenly suggested.

He Tingge thought for a while and nodded: "Alright." Speaking of which, he really didn't know that there was a yard behind Ye Tiantang, and it seemed that he hadn't come out for a long time.

"When did you come to Northeast China? I don't remember meeting each other before." He Tingge took a deep breath of the outdoor air, feeling much more comfortable in his lungs.

Fu Qingcheng walked down the steps: "Last year, I was actually tricked into coming here." As he spoke, he looked at He Tingge innocently.

Hearing that He Tingge's steps were almost empty: "Cheated?"

"Yeah." Fu Qingcheng blinked, pursed his lips as if aggrieved: "I heard people say that Northeast China is a good place, and there is a young commander who is very powerful, to keep this side peaceful, and they say that people from Northeast China are Money is easy to make, within three years you will be a millionaire..."

Hearing this, He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng complaining, dumbfounded: "Then which sentence do you think lied to you?"

Fu Qingcheng thought about it seriously: "There are all of them. First of all, the Northeast is not a good place, and it is still cold to be in the Northwest. Secondly, the people in the Northeast are not easy to make money, and I was tricked into being the president, so I don't have much money at all. It's my own..."

"Then what else?" He Tingge asked.

"Can I not praise you?" Fu Qingcheng looked at He Tingge and said speechlessly: "This is the only one that can stand."

He Tingge couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "I'm really curious, who can trick you here?"

"It's still because I'm too kind." Fu Qingcheng thought about it seriously, with a heartbroken look, as if being kind is a sin in his eyes...

He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng like this, smiled and shook his head: "President Fu is really different."

"Where is it, it's a prize."

He Tingge saw that he was serious, smiled without saying a word, and looked at a grape trellis in the yard with doubts in his eyes. He never knew that there was a grape trellis here, and he didn't know if it could be planted.

"That's Boss Tang's treasure." Fu Qingcheng followed his gaze and explained.

"Baby? He planted it?" He Tingge was curious. In his opinion, Tang Yuzhen was not the kind of person who planted grapes with nothing to do. At most, he planted some flowers and plants, and he might forget to water every two days... ..

"I don't know about this." Fu Qingcheng walked over and sat on the stool next to the grape arbor and said, "I had it when I came here. You are a native and you don't know how I know. But, Boss Tang is very fond of this grape arbor. Shangxin, although he can't produce anything, he still takes good care of it, except for what he pruned, if someone else touches the skin, he will kill half of his life..."

He Tinge raised his eyebrows, he really didn't know that Tang Yuzhen still had this habit...

Suddenly, a tiny sound came from the air, and He Tingge was startled. This sound was a gun!Although the muzzle of the gun was wrapped with layers of cloth, it was enough to reduce the sound, but for a person like him who is used to guns, it only needs a slight sound to distinguish it.

Almost at the same time, He Tingge threw Fu Qingcheng on the stone bench, and the bullet scraped the corner of his clothes and hit the stone bench. However, before he could catch his breath, there were another series of gunshots. Although they were subtle, He Tingge could hear them clearly. Without staying any longer, he pulled Fu Qingcheng up from the ground and hid in an obstacle.

Fu Qingcheng seemed to have known this would happen a long time ago, the corners of his lips twitched, and he said softly, "It's finally here."

"You know?" He Tingge pushed Fu Qingcheng behind the wall, took out a gun from his back with his right hand, and fired several shots at a certain place in the darkness.

The bullet hit the brick wall, sparking, and the sound of gunfire alarmed the people who were drinking in the hall. For a while, Ye Tiantian was in chaos, and screams were heard endlessly.

"General!" Mu Lan rushed over after hearing the voice.

He Tingge's eyebrows are cold and handsome: "I was injured, I didn't go far, chase after."

"Yes." Seeing that He Tingge was not injured, Mu Lan replied in a deep voice.Tang Yuzhen came later and saw the mess in the courtyard, especially the grape trellis had been interrupted with several branches. Seeing He Tingge, he asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"Your territory, you ask me?" He Tingge said coldly, then ignored Tang Yuzhen, turned around to see Fu Qingcheng's innocent face, pulled him away and left.

Tang Yuzhen looked at the destroyed grape trellis, and said coldly: "Check it out for me, if you find someone, beat him to death immediately, and make flower fertilizer!" All the men responded tremblingly and chased after him.

"Hello." He Tingge kept gloomy, when suddenly a voice sounded behind him, and he turned around to see Fu Qingcheng looking at him innocently: "Where are you taking me?"

He Tingge lowered his head and saw that he was still holding the man's wrist, so he let go and said, "What happened just now?"

"I don't know." Fu Qingcheng blinked innocently: "I don't know how a friendly person like me offended the killer."

"You know it's a killer?" He Tingge frowned slightly.

"Ahem, it's more appropriate to be called an agent." Fu Qingcheng concealed it without sincerity.

"It wasn't alone just now." He Tingge ignored him, and said in a deep voice, "The other one, if you guessed right, is Jade Bee."

"Jade bee?" Fu Qingcheng asked curiously.He Tingge looked at him helplessly: "Don't say you don't know what Jade Bee is."

Fu Qingcheng blinked with an innocent look on his face. Seeing him like that, He Tingge actually had the urge to pinch it. When he recovered, his fingers were already less than an inch away from Fu Qingcheng's face, so he switched fingers and said: "There's a bug in my hair." After saying that, she turned and walked away as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, shouldn't you take it off for me?" Fu Qingcheng asked from behind.

He Tingge didn't turn his head back: "I think you are quite courageous. Besides, you are so friendly, you can talk business with him."

Fu Qingcheng: "..."

"Follow up, I finally got a clue." He Tingge turned to call him.At this time, the two came to Yitiao alley, the alley under the moonlight was not very dark, only the width of two people side by side.

Fu Qingcheng took a few steps to keep up: "Why did you involve me?" He Tingge looked at him with a serious face when he heard that, "You are very suspicious. When I find Yufeng, I invite you to go to the police station for tea."

"I have tea at home." Fu Qingcheng said earnestly: "Besides, I'm just an innocent victim, why is it suspicious? If you didn't push me away at that time, I probably would have gone to see the martyrs..."

"But in fact, I pushed you away, and, with me here, there is absolutely no way you will get hurt." He Tingge also replied seriously, and felt a little strange after speaking.Frowning slightly, he wanted to put it another way, but Fu Qingcheng couldn't help laughing and said: "Young Marshal He is very confident."

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"I'm honored." He Tingge's lips curled up, and then he looked back at the place he had already reached, at the high wall, and frowned: "Can you go up?"

Fu Qingcheng looked at himself, then at He Tingge, spreading his hands, the meaning was obvious.

He Tingge thought for a while, and said: "You wait for me here, take this one." After finishing speaking, he took out the gun from his lower back and put it in Fu Qingcheng's hand: "Will it work?"

"I have learned." Fu Qingcheng nodded: "But you are not afraid that I will run away?"

He Tingge originally turned his head, but at this moment he turned around and asked in doubt: "Do you think you can escape?"

Fu Qingcheng shrugged: "Maybe...can't run away." He Tingge said: "It's dangerous to shoot." After saying that, he stepped on the wall behind him, reached the top of the wall with his strength, and jumped into the yard .

This is an abandoned courtyard, no one has lived in it for a long time, but the few bloodstains on the ground still prove that someone has entered here. He Tingge walked into the seemingly empty room vigilantly, and there was no sound in the dark room. .

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound at the door, and He Tingge turned around vigilantly, but it was a civet cat running out of the door with a mouse hanging from it.

His eyebrows frowned slightly, and his intuition told him that the person was here, but if it wasn't for the fact that the person had a solid foundation in hiding his breath, then that person was already dead, and a dead person has no breath.

Just when He Tingge was about to go deep, a gunshot suddenly sounded outside the courtyard wall. The violent gunshot echoed in the alley. Looking at the gun in his hand, the white smoke from the muzzle has not dissipated: "This is a 17-year Mauser pistol with a caliber of 45 inches.