Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

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

"What? Are you going to let Ji Fengyun go?" Cheng Yuanzheng was surprised and immediately expressed his objection.

"Chief, I understand that the organization wants to follow the clues and uncover the arms deal behind Ji Fengyun. Maybe we can't change the bait?"

"Ji Fengyun is a crazy kid. He has been practicing martial arts since he was young. He is as cunning as a fish. If he lets the tiger return to the mountain, he will cause great harm."

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

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

He Anbang couldn't help cursing when he thought of Ji Fengyun's crimes!

"His grandma! This kid is so inhumane! He deserves a beating even more than when I was little! Do you think I don't want to kill him? I already want to torture him! Skin him for cramps and light a sky lantern!"

"Chief, please keep your voice down." Cheng Yuanzheng saw that the familiar Grandpa He was back again, and worried about his blood pressure, he hurriedly reminded him in a low voice.

The crimes Ji Fengyun committed were so heinous that even if he was shot ten times, he would not be relieved. But death was like a lamp going out. This was too cheap for him, so he had to fully squeeze out his residual value.

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

"Don't worry, Ji Fengyun can't run away. If it doesn't work, I'll kill him with a cold blow, and I won't let him jump around again!"

He Anbang raised his head and drank a tea jar of tea, and then managed to suppress his strong anger.

"Your own safety is more important. Neither the mission target nor Ji Fengyun is as important as your safety, do you understand?"

"Yes! I promise to complete the mission!" Cheng Yuanzheng raised his head and held his chest high, showing military salute.

"Sit down and talk."

He Anbang waved his hand, motioning for him to sit down, and then explained the operation to him in detail.

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

"Expedition," He Anbang called to him. "Go and see Haitang again. There's nothing you can do about her being so comatose. You have experienced life and death together, and she has extraordinary trust and affection for you. Talk to her more."

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

Cheng Yuanzheng met his earnest and worried eyes and nodded seriously.

"Don't worry, I'll go right away. My wife is very strong. She didn't compromise in the face of such a ferocious enemy, and she won't be defeated by the fear in her heart. She is just seriously overstretched and is recuperating."

He smiled lightly, as bright as the warm sun in winter.

"But it's time for her to get up after sleeping for so long. I'm leaving soon, and I won't worry if I don't explain it to her."

"You brat." He Anbang was comforted by his determined attitude, and waved his hands with a smile.

"How old are you two? Let me focus on business! If you want to fall in love and get married, you have to wait at least two years! Go quickly and don't mess around!"

Cheng Yuanzheng smiled and said goodbye to his grandfather, turned around and ran away.

"How much advantage do you think you're getting if you change your story now? You've saved me the money for changing your story." He Anbang smiled and shook his head, picking up the teapot and going to add boiling water.

He Junfeng knocked on the door and came in. He took a thermos bottle and filled it for him. His face was calm and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

"What's wrong?"

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

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

He Anbang put down the teapot with a stern expression.

"Ran?"

He Junfeng bit his cheek, feeling annoyed.

"He didn't know what kind of evil martial arts he had practiced. He seemed to be able to shrink his bones. He didn't even have the handcuffs on him, so he ran away without paying attention."

He Anbang narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was no anger on his face.

"Where is Chu Beiwang?"

"The supervision has been strengthened." A look of shame flashed across He Junfeng's face.

He Anbang nodded.

"fair enough."