Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

An army headquarters in the western suburbs of the imperial capital.

"What? Ji Fengyun is going to be released?" Cheng Yuanzheng was surprised, and then he objected.

"Chief, I understand that the organization wants to follow the vine and crack the arms trade line behind Ji Fengyun. Maybe we can't change the bait?"

"Ji Fengyun, this kid is frantic. He is as cunning as a fish in his small martial arts training. The harm of letting the tiger go back to the mountain will be great."

He Anbang looked solemn and slapped down the pen in his hand.

"So, this time I plan to send you out to bring Ji Fengyun back to me and accept the people's trial!"

He Anbang remembered the crimes committed by Ji Fengyun, he couldn't help but scold his mother!

"His grandmother! This kid is inhuman! He is even more beaten than Xiao Rierben in those days! Do you think I don't want to kill him? I want to give him too late! Skin cramps and light sky lanterns!"

"The chief is quiet." When Cheng Yuanzheng saw that the familiar Grandpa He was back again, worried about his blood pressure, he hurriedly reminded him in a low voice.

The crimes committed by Ji Fengyun were heinous. He was shot ten times and he couldn't get rid of his anger, but people died like a lamp. This was too cheap for him, and he had to fully squeeze his surplus value.

Cheng Yuanzheng was shocked by He Anbang's anger, but calmed down first.

"Don't worry, Ji Fengyun can't run. If it doesn't work, I'll take the cold and kill him, and I will never make him jump again!"

He Anbang poured a cup of tea into his neck, and the exuberant anger was barely suppressed.

"Your own safety is more important. Whether it is the goal of this mission or Ji Fengyun, it is not as important as your safety, understand!"

"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the task!" Cheng Yuanzheng raised his head and chested out, with military salute standard.

"Sit down and talk."

He Anbang waved his hand, motioned him to sit down, and then explained the action to him in detail.

A quarter of an hour later, Cheng Yuanzheng got up and prepared to leave.

"Expedition," He Anbang called to him. "Go and see Haitang again, she is always so fainted is not the answer. You have gone through life and death together, she has unusual trust and affection for you, you should talk to her more."

Cheng Yuanzheng looked at the old chief standing behind his desk. At this moment, he was a loving grandfather worried about his granddaughter.

Cheng Yuanzheng nodded earnestly in response to his earnest and implicitly worried gaze.

"Don't worry, I will go now. My wife is very strong, she hasn't compromised in the face of such a cruel enemy, and will not be overwhelmed by the fear in her heart. She just has a serious physical overrun and is restoring her vitality."

He smiled lightly, bright as the warm winter sun.

"But she should get up after sleeping for so long. I'm going to leave soon. I don't worry if I don't explain it to her."

"Smelly boy." He Anbang was comforted by his determined attitude, smiled and waved.

"How old are you two? Put your mind on business! If you want to fall in love and get married, you have to wait at least two years! Go ahead, don't mess around!"

Cheng Yuanzheng smiled and said goodbye to grandpa, turning his head and running away.

"The stinky guy changes his mouth now, thinking how much advantage is it? It also saves my change fee." He Anbang smiled and shook his head, holding up the tea pot to add boiling water.

He Junfeng knocked on the door and came in, filled him with a thermos bottle, his face was calm and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"What's wrong?"

He Anbang sucked a sip of tea and asked, looking at his son's ugly face.

"Leng ran away and killed Leng Jiu, and Leng Lu was seriously injured."

He Anbang put down the tea mug, his expression stern.

"Ran?"

He Junfeng bit his cheek and was also annoyed.

"He didn't know what kind of evil skills he had practiced. He seemed to be able to shrink his bones. He didn't handcuff him, so he ran away without paying attention."

He Anbang's old eyes narrowed slightly, and there was no anger on his face.

"Where is Chu Beiwang?"

"Strengthened supervision." A look of shame flashed across He Junfeng's face.

He Anbang nodded.

"fair enough."