Chapter 280 Saving People, Old Man

Deng Kun, one of the top ten emerging generals in China, is a good friend of Yang Zhengang. He is also the oldest, most useful and most famous among the top ten generals. He has participated in many international battles. Compared with the other nine generals, Deng Kun's name is very big and very famous internationally. The country has not concealed Deng Kun's identity. In many countries with underdeveloped information, the top ten generals only know Deng Kun.

The reason why Yang Zhiyun is so confident is that Deng Kun has a very good relationship with Yang Zhengang. It is said that Yang Zhengang saved his life, and Deng Kun also loves Yang Zhiyun very much. When he was a child, he often advised Yang Zhengang not to toss his children like this. Now the person in peacetime is Deng Kun. Therefore, Deng Kun has always loved Yang Zhiyun and regarded him as if he had been released. If it hadn't been for Yang Zhiyun's age as his grandson and he was the same age as Yang Zhengang, he would have taken Yang Zhiyun as his adopted son. After Yang Zhiyun escaped from his father, General Deng Kun sent someone to find him once and said only one sentence, "If you have any difficulties, go to him." There is no need for too much language. This is the characteristic of General Deng Kun.

Wang Wei muttered, "General Deng Kun is old now. He was hospitalized a few days ago. It's not suitable to find him now."

"What? Is General Deng in the hospital? Yang Zhiyun was worried and ashamed that others were so kind to him. Now he doesn't know that he is hospitalized. It seems that he lives too much in his own world.

Wang Wei answered, "Well, in this case, don't look for General Deng. I will immediately report this matter to the above. You go around first, and I'll be there later."

Yang Zhiyun nodded and said, "Well, okay! I'll try my best to hold on time!"

After saying that, Yang Zhiyun hung up the phone. Tang Meng said everything he could say. He sat in the back seat and kept shaking his legs to hide his nervousness. The driver looked at Yang Zhiyun in the rearview mirror and said, "Aren't you calling the police? It's better to call the police for things like kidnapping.

He explained gratefully to the warm-hearted driver Yang Zhiyun: "They are underworld, and many police are afraid of them. This is useless to call the police."

The driver was surprised and said, "Are the police afraid of the underworld? No way?"

Yang Zhiyun sighed and said, "The police also have an unspeakable secret. These gangsters send money to them every year. Those people have to do things when they take money. Many policemen are afraid that they will lose their jobs and will not care too much about this kind of thing unless it is a show."

The driver still wanted to say something, but a building of 20 or 30 city buildings appeared in front of them, with eight big words "Chenghan International Trade Building" hanging on it with gold paint, which was their destination. Yang Zhiyun gently pushed Tang Meng and said in a cold voice, "Tang Meng, get out of the car." Knowing Li Desheng's attempt, he saw the name Yang Zhiyun's anger in his heart.

"Oh, okay." After Tang Meng opened his wallet and paid the fare, he followed Yang Zhiyun out, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go."

Yang Zhiyun nodded and walked towards the Trade Building. This building belongs to the industry of the White Tiger Gang. The name is much like a commercial building, but in fact, the industry under the White Tiger Gang works in it, and other companies will not choose to be here.

There is a step in front of the building. From the net below the steps, you can see two men with sunglasses wearing black suits and standing upright in front of the golden gate. No matter how you look at it, you can see that this is the underworld at a glance. Yang Zhiyun and the two of them have not spoken. The man with sunglasses came forward and stopped them and said, "Is it Yang Zhiyun?"

Yang Zhiyun and Tang Meng looked at each other and found the doubts in each other's eyes. How did they know my name? Yang Zhiyun frowned and said, "Yes."

A tall man with sunglasses said coldly, "Our boss asked me to tell you that he has taken that woman to your house and let you go to your house to find him."

"What? "My home" Yang Zhiyun had a burst of doubts in his mind and brought it to my house? Let me find him? Is the target not Sister Yun but me? Yang Zhiyun frowned and said doubtfully, "Who is your boss?" He vaguely felt that this should not be what Li Desheng did. Although he had never met this person, he intuitively felt that this matter was something else.

The man in black said with a blank face, "Of course you know when you go."

Tang Meng pulled Yang Zhiyun's clothes and wondered, "Is there any fraud?"

Yang Zhiyun muttered, "It's also credible. You stay here and I'll go back to see the situation."

Tang Meng nodded and said, "Well, I'll stare at you here. I'll let you know immediately if there is any action."

Yang Zhiyun patted Tang Meng on the shoulder and immediately ran down the steps. He stopped a taxi and quickly went to the new home of Cheng Han No. 3 Middle School. This time, it was not so coincidental that he was also the driver. Yang Zhiyun sat quietly in the back seat without saying a word and thought about the cause and consequences of this matter. His mind flew around. According to reason, there was no reason. Take the person away from home and take it back, unless this person deliberately teases Yang Zhiyun, or this matter was originally to catch Sister Yun, and then changed his attention for some reason, but if so, you can completely ignore Yang Zhiyun, and now he deliberately tells Yang Zhiyun that the intention of the address is obvious, that is Let Yang Zhiyun find him, so the matter of uniting has fundamentally changed the intention, and the goal has been changed from Sister Yun to himself. From another perspective, Sister Yun should be in safety, which makes Yang Zhiyun's tense heart a little relaxed a little, but Yang Zhiyun is still very anxious. Who is this person? What on earth does he want to do? These two questions kept wandering in Yang Zhiyun's mind.

Time flies. The taxi soon stopped at Yang Zhiyun's new home, and the door of the new house was also open. When he left, he asked Lu Xiaorui to go back to school first. Then Lu Xiaorui should close the door. Then there was only one possibility, that is, they did wait for him here.

Yang Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the big iron gate. There were two sofas in the hall that was originally empty because of the decoration. One long back was facing Yang Zhiyun, and there was a black-haired man in a short-haired suit sitting on it, and the other short sofa was facing the door. The person on it was Yang Zhiyun who was struggling to find. Looking for Huang Yiyun! Huang Yiyun sat quietly on the sofa with her head down, holding the arm of the other hand with one hand, and there were no scars on her body neatly.

"Sister Yun!" Yang Zhiyun was so excited that he rushed over, and there were not only three of them in the house. They also occupied more than a dozen men with straight sunglasses around the sofa, who were exactly the same as the two he saw in front of the Chenghan International Trade Building. As soon as Yang Zhiyun moved, several big men immediately stopped Yang Zhiyun, and Huang Yiyun looked up. Seeing that Yang Zhiyun also stood up immediately, he was immediately pressed back by several sunglasses men next to him, but his eyes still looked at Yang Zhiyun with concern, which meant, "Xiaoyun, I'm fine. Don't worry."

When Yang Zhiyun saw that Sister Yun was safe and sound, he also looked at the man sitting on the sofa with his back to him and said in a cold voice, "Who the hell are you? What do you want to do?"

The man held a cup of coffee in his hand and did not immediately answer Yang Zhiyun's question. He picked up a sip of coffee and then put it down and said, "Yang Zhiyun, for so many years, I didn't expect you to go back more and more. You can't protect a woman. Why are you fooling around?"

The voice is very young, with a high taste, but Yang Zhiyun is very strange to this voice. It is definitely the first time to hear this voice, but from the words, this person should know Yang Zhiyun, and he has known him for many years. Why can't he remember this person in his image? Yang Zhiyun questioned strangely in his heart, "Who the hell are you?"

The man hummed and smiled. He put his right hand into his trousers pocket and turned around and smiled, "Oh, Yang Zhiyun, I haven't seen you for many years and can't even recognize my voice?"

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