"Uncle Zhuang."

Before the tea table.

Fang Guohui bowed straight and lightly.

"Guohui..."

"Long time no see." At this moment, Lord Zhuang raised his head and looked at him.

I saw that Fang Guohui was wearing a suit and he looked just after get off work. Compared with a few years ago, his complexion was much calmer, and he still had a capable temperament.

He is now a senior investigator and investigation team leader of the Taiwan Island Bureau of Investigation. He is only more than 20 years old and he is promoted very quickly.

There are bonuses for ability and education.

There is also an overweight from a family background!

"Recently, I have been busy at work. The few times you have come to Taiwan, I have visited you. Please forgive me, Uncle Zhuang." Fang Guohui politely preached at this time.

Zhuang Shikai waved his hand: "Hey, my family, what are you polite?"

"By the way, there is something for you to keep an eye on this time. If the Bureau of Investigation has received reports about your Aunt Liu, Minister Hou of the Commercial Department, remember to notify me as soon as possible."

"I have to do something."

This is Fang Guohui's role.

Fang Guohui was silent for a moment, thought a little, and finally agreed: "Okay, Uncle Zhuang."

Although he was upright by nature, he entered the Bureau of Investigation with the will of justice and wanted to petition for the people.

But Uncle Zhuang did not let him cover up or do anything illegal.

Generally speaking, Fang Guohui's principle has not been touched.

He will naturally help.

Now Fang Guohui is no longer an investigator from an orphan, but the son of Lei Luo, with a powerful background, a very different family background and experience, and a naturally different character from the original.

Born in this kind of family, he has long understood the political darkness.

Although he insists on himself, his ideals remain the same.

But things that hurt family members will not be done, and even to some extent, greater sacrifices can be made to protect the family.

after all…

This home is already his concern!

Fortunately, Sir Zhuang did not let him be a black hand, and with Fang Guohui's current status, he still could not reach the realm of affecting the situation of the war.

From the perspective of the original work, it is not Fang Guohui that has been influencing the situation of the battle, but the forces behind Director Feng.

Director Feng is taking advantage of his strength.

Zhuang Shikai decided to do something with the Bureau of Investigation, but not with Fang Guohui, but with Feng Wenxuan!

If Fang Guohui does not jump out now, it will be an advantage.

Start with Feng Wenxuan.

Is the key!

As for Fang Guohui now can only beat the side drum, maybe in more than ten years, it will be able to give Rose, and even Lord Zhuang a great help.

Become the Zhuang Ye's arm of influencing the Taiwan bureau, one of Rose's political iron parties, but at least he is still too young.

"In addition... you can check Zhou Chaoxian and Ding Zongshu."

"The buttocks of these two people are very dirty, and they dig out some black material to get rid of harm for the people." Zhuang Shikai ordered again.

Fang Guohui did not refuse, nodded and said, "Understood, Uncle Zhuang."

This kind of thing kills two birds with one stone, and it naturally hits it off. Fang Guohui's selective law enforcement is also law enforcement...

The investigation of illicit materials in political struggle is only a basic operation.

Zhou Chaoxian started thinking about making black material over there.

Of course Sir Zhuang has to move a little bit here.

In addition, when the Zhou Dynasty first checked Fang Guohui's "mission", he believed that Fang Guohui would accomplish it very well, and there was no need for Sir Zhuang to intervene.

"Ok."

"Sit down and drink tea." Sir Zhuang nodded in satisfaction, raised his hand, and pointed to the next seat.

He didn't hide it, not let the juniors listen to the meaning of the layout.

Sometimes let the juniors listen more to the political situation, which is of great benefit to the juniors.

This means that Lord Zhuang recognized Fang Guohui's personality and potential and deliberately cultivated it.

Again, my family, you are welcome.

Leiluo glanced at Guohui, and agreed without saying no.

"Thank you Uncle Zhuang." Fang Guohui bowed softly and thanked him, then moved a chair and sat down.

"Ding Ding Ding." Then Lei Luo's pocket cell phone rang.

He stretched out his hand and took out the phone, pressed the button, put it to his ear, and whispered, "Which one?"

"Guohui..."

"This cup is for you."

Miss Bai brought out a fruit plate, nuts, and biscuits as a tea set.

"Thank you mom."

Fang Guohui preached.

Zhuang Shikai picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea. Miss Bai smiled at the same time: "You guys will talk again, I will prepare dinner first."

"My sister-in-law is fortunate." Ms. Bai shook her head with a smile. Even after leaving the garden with a tray, Leiluo glanced at his wife and hung up the phone. After his wife had gone away, she put her phone away and said: "There's news."

"A few of Tainan's helpers came out to do things, all of them were Gao Guoren's subordinates. It is very likely that they will come out to do things, and they want to tie Song Dicheng!"

Leiluo's tone was very calm. The Vietnamese gang sent people to secretly protect Song Dicheng after Song Tianzhi appeared. It is difficult for the Songlin and Tainan gangs to find Song Dicheng, and it is impossible to want to capture Song Dicheng!

On the contrary, they were discovered by the Vietnamese people as soon as they showed up!

"This group of guava!"

Zhuang Shikai snorted, picked up the teacup and sipped the hot tea, his tone was very disdainful: "The head is really funny! It's good luck to catch two at a time! After catching one, come and catch the other?"

In fact, Song Tianzhi and Song Dicheng also have some personnel around them, and coupled with their identity secrets, it is difficult to get a pair under normal circumstances.

This was planned, so the Tainan Gang did not succeed, but Zhuang Shikai still looked down on them, replaying the teacup and preaching: "I just jumped out to find death!"

"Brother Luo." He raised his head and looked at Lei Luo: "Lend a few people to me, I will catch them and ask about the situation."

"Let Vietnam help do things." Lei Luo held up his teacup and persuaded.

Zhuang Shikai shook his head: "It's not good to let Rose go off the court so quickly. What if the other party digs a hole? Wouldn't it be delivered?"

The digging here is not only a command, it may also be a black material.

This time on Taiwan Island, Rose is a role in the political arena. It is better than paying attention to influence and protecting yourself.

On the contrary, Lord Zhuang is not official and light, wearing a mask, he can do anything.

Anyway, no one knows he is coming to Taiwan now.

"Yes." Lei Luo nodded: "Let the little one do things?"

"No way."

"I'm worried."

Zhuang Shikai replied.

Some things must be done in person.

His woman.

He always protects himself!

"Azhong, Ayi, and the three of my family will give it to you, there are five people in total, I have believed it." Finally, Luo Ge preached.

Zhuang Shikai put down the tea cup, stood up, and looked at Luo Ge: "I'll go out now...talk to Auntie, I won't eat dinner."

"Come back for supper!"

Luo Ge chuckled softly: "The deputy chief is now, and he's still so resolute."

"Row!"

"Waiting for you to have supper together."

Afterwards, Zhuang Shikai scanned Fang Guohui with his gaze, then turned and walked towards the garage, while Lei Luo called five bodyguards and gave an order to let them go to work with the Zhuangye.

"Huh!" Five minutes later, the commercial vehicle with the fake license plate drove out of the villa.

Half an hour later, the commercial vehicle stopped at an intersection, Zhuang Shikai drove the door, dangling a cigarette, and strode out of the car.

Liu Jian, wearing a black suit, and his younger brothers A Qing and Dacheng, were standing in front of a stall eating noodles.

"Oh shit."

"Song Dicheng people ran away early."

"How do we catch?"

The younger brothers were quite discouraged. They didn't expect it to be difficult, so Liu Jian raised his brows and preached: "Big brother has checked again... found the location and attacked directly."

Zhuang Shikai threw away his cigarette, put on a red horn mask, raised his arms, and elbow violently behind Liu Jianming!

"Snapped!"

Immediately he knocked Liu Jian to the ground.

"Brother Jian!"

A Qing's people turned their heads in amazement, discarded the face digging in their hands, and quickly wanted to dig out their guns!

"Crack!"

"Patter!"

Zhuang Shikai deceived him instantly, hurried a few steps, put his hands together, one move!

Five seconds later.

He took five steps forward, and the five figures fell to the ground.

"Ah."

He retracted his fist and gave a sneer. Azhong and Ayi quickly stepped forward, raised their hands and dragged Liu Jian and others into the commercial vehicle, while Zhuang Shikai took out a stack of banknotes and threw them on the stall: "Nothing is seen."

"Yes, eldest brother, I didn't see anything." The stall owner quickly covered his eyes with his hands, pretending to be blind, and didn't even dare to collect money.

What about kidnapping people in the street?

Ha ha.

Taiwanese society is no stranger to it, as if it were on Hong Kong Island in the 1960s and 1970s, we can see the chaos of the Taiwan authorities.

Let alone monitoring.

No fart!

"Huh!" Until the commercial vehicle closed the door and accelerated the throttle to drive away, the stall owner dared to put down his hands and picked up the banknotes.

Wenshan District.

Outskirts.

Inside an abandoned public toilet... Liu Jian and A Qing slowly opened their eyes. Through the light, it could be seen that the sky was in the dark.

Each of them was individually switched in the toilet room, and the toilet room was full of dirt and smelly.

"Where is this place?"

Liu Jian.

Doubts arose in the hearts of A Qing and others, and a pungent smell poured into their mouths and noses: "Oh!"

They retched one by one, and many people vomited out lunch, only to find that the ground was full of dry excrement and urine, black and yellow stains, and they knew that they were locked in an abandoned toilet.

Soon, they discovered that there was a thick iron chain hanging on the iron door of the compartment, and it was locked with a metal lock, and in the toilet, a series of hungry evil dogs were pacing, staring with bright eyes. Hold them!

"Puff! Puff!" The hungry dog ​​kept ramming the iron gate and howled at the five people. Each one is a fierce German hunting dog, and there are five or six in a pair alone! Liu Jian, A Qing and others locked their hands and feet with chains and couldn't escape at all!

"Master Zhuang."

"All five people are awake."

Outside the toilet.

Dirt road and trail outside the mountain.

At this time, Zhuang Shikai was wearing a suit and smoking a cigarette. He was looking at the Taipei night market below the mountain. With the stars and the bright moon in the sky, the night scene of Tai Island was really different.

Not as good as Hong Kong Island.

But the Chinese should also call the shots!

"Huh!" He uttered a long white mist, and heard Azhong's voice ~lightnovelpub.net~ He threw the cigarette **** to his feet, then slammed it down with the tip of his leather shoe and ran it into the dirt.

"Go in and ask questions!" He turned and preached.

"Yes, Lord Zhuang." All five people put on masks and followed the Lord Zhuang into the toilet. They smelled the stench and didn't change their expressions.

Master Zhuang also took out the horn mask and put it on, with a wicked smile on his face: "Where is Gao Guoren?"

The first single room.

Lord Zhuang squatted down and asked.

"Brother Jian!"

"A Qing!"

After identifying each other's identities, the five younger brothers of the Tainan Gang got up and leaned over the iron fence, looked at each other, and gave each other confidence.

"Are you from the Vietnam Gang?"

Single room.

Tainan asked the younger brother clutching the iron rod.

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