With Yan Beizhai's identity and influence, what he did was naturally impossible to make the outside world ignorant. At night, Zuo Lin learned about it from the Internet. On this day, Yan Beizhai did some sensational things.

First of all, it is the company's business. The Shennong Group under Yanbeizhai is the backbone of China's agricultural products exports to the outside world, especially the export of medium and high-end vegetables, poultry and meat to Japan, accounting for more than half of the share of China's similar products exported to Japan. A while ago, Japan issued new regulations on the import of these products, adding quarantine items, and changing the quarantine standards and processes. The market prices of these fresh non-staple foods have not increased, but the new quarantine procedures have made all products stay in the quarantine process for a long time.

Shennong Group of the Oriental Party has to bear the loss of product wear. Since the negotiations between the relevant state and Japan have just started, there is probably no result in a short period of time. Yankezhai is unwilling to bear this inexplicable cost and announced that the export of fresh non-staple food to Japan will be completely stopped from now on. All products will be re-approved and supplied to the domestic market. Since the production of fresh non-staple food in Japan is far from meeting domestic needs, it is estimated that after the things on the container are digested in a few days, there will be a huge gap in the supply of vegetables and other products in major cities.

Then, it was about the auction of hunting permits by the Forestry Bureau. At the auction, Yan Beizhai's representatives sold all 235 hunting permits regardless of the cost, and then announced that all of these permits would not be used by anyone and would not be able to rely on any relationship. Moreover, they also announced that those who hunt without a license would unconditionally prepare to receive a lawyer's letter and prepare to sue.

There is another thing that no media knows. This matter is related to Zuo Lin. Since Zuo Lin blocked all shots in half a season, the betting market in the Super League this year suffered a great impact. When Zuo Lin became a person who could independently eliminate unpopularity, he became a thorn in the eyes of some gamblers and some dealers. Yan Beizhai could not control other things, but he called several behind-the-scenes bosses in Shanghai and clearly stated that Zuo Lin was from him in Baoding and no one could make trouble. If you were to be in the underworld in Shanghai, I am afraid no one could compare his qualifications with Yan Beizhai, who had drunk alcohol and played cards with Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong. Yan Beizhai's words were still very influential.

Although Yan Beizhai was a little crazy, he was not reckless. He knew that no matter what happened, he offended people, and there were probably many people who wanted to be good-looking. He didn't want his affairs to affect others. So he moved to live with Ye Yilan the next day, and asked Zuo Lin to live in the courtyard of Sinan Road to take care of Yan Yingxue. Even the place where Zuo Lin made up classes was simply placed here, so he didn't have to run away. In the courtyard, Jin Xiaohua and Xiaoyu were left behind, and Zuo Lin, it would be absolutely fine to protect Yan Yingxue.

This is a fairy-like day. Every morning, Zhang Ling would come to class on time for herself, while Jin Xiaohua urged Yan Yingxue to do her homework and practice brush calligraphy. Ye Yilan always came to guide Yan Yingxue's brush calligraphy every few days, but it was almost noon when she came. It was inevitable that people would think of whether the old hooligan Yan Beizhai was a spring night... At noon, she often went to some interesting shops nearby with Zhang Ling for lunch, and then Zhang Ling returned to the dormitory, and Zuo Lin came back for a walk. In the evening, she gave Yan Yingxue a lesson on the language. According to the current progress, it would probably take another two or three months to start speaking the terms of curse. If at that time, it would be perfect to find that Yan Yingxue had such a high level of understanding in curse art.

On this day, Yan Yingxue happened to return to school. Jin Xiaohua and Xiaoyu sent the cheerful Yan Yingxue to school early in the morning. There were fewer people in the entire courtyard, which was a little quieter than usual. The primary school where Yan Yingxue was located was a bit far away from here, covering a large area, and had a wealth of facilities and equipment. However, it was not a noble primary school, but it was just one of the pilot projects of new primary school education. The return to school activities have always been very lively, and a group of children who had not met for almost a summer vacation were chirping and making a jubilant scene.

The school does not allow bodyguards and other people to enter, nor does foreign vehicles allow outside vehicles to enter the campus. Jin Xiaohua and Xiaoyu parked their cars on the side of the road. Xiaoyu hid in the car and hatched the air conditioner, while Jin Xiaohua still likes to breathe the scorching air outside. Jin Xiaohua, wearing a black suit and trousers and a white-collar worker, attracted frequent reviews from passers-by. The bodyguards were unable to do anything, and the situation was relatively tense, and they all needed to be equipped with guns. Tolerating the heat was not stressful for them who were well-trained, but a thin suit could cover their weapons.

When Yan Yingxue was in school, there was no need to worry about safety. Last year, due to the incidents of several primary school students being kidnapped or the school being robbed, all primary schools in Shanghai can now be said to be full of soldiers. As long as strangers appear, someone will inevitably ask. If there is any wrong, they will immediately call the security guard and 110. There are 12 school police officers who have retired soldiers transferred to school, so the security guard should be enough.

In this case, both Xiaoyu and Jin Xiaohua began to keep their minds free, thinking about messy things, and they completely lost their usual vigilance. Although they were bodyguards, they were also ordinary people. For them, this was probably a kind of rest.

When Jin Xiaohua suddenly became alert, it was too late. She was a good bodyguard. At work, she would pay attention to the object she wanted to protect, usually Yan Yingxue's safety, but she never thought that this time she would come to her.

A 5.56mm all-metal sniper rifle bullet hit Jin Xiaohua's abdomen. Before Jin Xiaohua could feel the pain, she turned to the direction where the bullet came. It was the top floor of a high-rise apartment nearby. Then, another bullet drilled into Jin Xiaohua's shoulder. If it weren't for her physical imbalance, it would have hit her heart.

A few hundred meters apart, Xiaoyu could not confirm who was shooting, but he still responded very timely. He gently stepped on the accelerator and moved the car for a very small distance. He pushed open the door and pulled Jin Xiaohua into the car directly. Although the BMW 7 Series they used was not a bulletproof car with pure bloodline, it had at least been strengthened.

The incident happened in just a few seconds, and pedestrians on the road did not even notice the incident here. Xiaoyu knew that it was not the time to investigate who the sniper was. He drove to a nearby hospital while calling Yan Beizhai's secretary.

Yan Beizhai was having a meeting. The meeting recorded what Yan Beizhai’s business assistant was, and what was wrong with no secretary. After the secretary answered the phone, he first notified the six bodyguards around Yan Beizhai. The two bodyguards quickly left the building and drove towards the school.

Then the school was the school. The secretary called Yan Yingxue's head teacher's phone and asked her to leave Yan Yingxue behind after returning to school until someone came to pick her up.

Afterwards, he informed a leader of the municipal party committee who had always had a very good relationship with Yanbeizhai, which was basically equivalent to reporting to the public security department. In addition, he notified Jin Xiaohua's family.

Xiaoyu continued to dial Zuo Lin's phone number in the car.

Zuo Lin was so uncomfortable being stuck in a math problem, but he was happy to change his mood.

His mood did change. "What?" When Zuo Lin heard that such a thing happened, his eyebrows immediately tangled together. "Okay, I'll go to school right away."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ling said strangely.

"Something happened, Xuexue's bodyguard was injured. I want to go to school to pick up Xuexue. Today, I'm probably the only way to get a tutoring class. I'm really sorry..." Zuo Lin didn't know if he should tell Zhang Ling about the matter. Zhang Ling is an ordinary college student, and this kind of thing should have nothing to do with her.

"It's okay, then you go quickly. Do you need my help?" Zhang Ling asked.

"Well, you're here to wait. Don't leave until I come back." Zuo Lin said.

When Zuo Lin arrived at the school, the two bodyguards from Yan Beizhai had arrived. But Yan Yingxue still seemed to feel that Zuo Lin felt safe. When she saw Zuo Lin, she ran over and held his hand: "Brother Zuo Lin, what's wrong with Sister Xiaohua?"

Zuo Lin was speechless. It was not until the hospital that the answer was answered. Jin Xiaohua was bombed twice, and the situation was very dangerous due to injury to his internal organs. The doctor said that there is only less than half of the chance to escape from danger.

"Xuexue, don't cry, Sister Xiaohua is rescued inside. The doctor said, Sister Xiaohua will be fine." Xiaoyu tried hard to comfort Yan Yingxue who was crying non-stop.

"Lie!" Yan Yingxue said loudly: "I heard what the doctor said."

Zuo Lin was also very sad when he hugged Yan Yingxue gently. Although he had not communicated much with Jin Xiaohua since he met her, Zuo Lin still had a good impression of this conscientious bodyguard. When there were no adults at home, Jin Xiaohua always took good care of Yan Yingxue, and his relationship with Yan Yingxue was far beyond the reach of ordinary bodyguards and employers. It was also expected that Yan Yingxue would be so sad for Jin Xiaohua's injury.

"Someone is demonstrating to me." Yan Beizhai did not hear the news until after the meeting. He also rushed to the hospital. He saw this clearly. "Although he was not satisfied with me, no one dared to deal with me or my family. Once he hurts his relatives, it would be a situation that he will never stop. He hurt Xiaohua, indicating that they have the ability to hurt Xuexue, or even me. He has a good plan."

Yan Beizhai was furious. He stood straight in the corridor at the entrance of the hospital operating room, with a blue face. The bodyguards stood a little and distributed around. Due to the shooting, the hospital had notified the police that the police who came to inquire about the situation had been there for a long time, but seeing these people occupying the entrance of the operating room, they dared not approach.

"Old Yan, do you know who did it?" After crying for more than an hour, Yan Yingxue was extremely tired. After Zuo Lin asked Yan Yingxue to smell a little bit of Qingzhu fragrance, Yan Yingxue fell asleep quickly. Zuo Lin felt that no matter what happened, he actually used this method to warn and intimidate, which was a bit suspicious of being careless, which made him a little unhappy.

"There are not many snipers in Shanghai." Yan Beizhai didn't want to get Zuo Lin into this kind of thing, but he came up with this kind of thing himself. "I've found someone to test the bullets. If I guess correctly, it should be instructed by Song Tao from Qinghe Company."

Yan Beizhai simply told all the recent events, including buying hunting indicators, cutting off the export of non-staple food to Japan, and underground betting. These things are completely different from what Yan Beizhai said before him about the domestic situation. Indeed, now that the economy has developed, public security is indeed better than before, but the private waves will only continue to be fierce with the expansion of interests. Song Tao did not regard himself as a gangster, but claimed to be a private financier. Now he is operating the domestic underground betting market, and then helping those who participate in the establishment of this market to whitewash the profits. Yan Beizhai said he wanted to protect Zuo Lin, but he was very dissatisfied and almost turned against him on the spot when he spoke on the phone with Yan Beizhai.

Yan Beizhai bought out all hunting permits, but it only made some boring people very upset. After all, Yan Beizhai paid a lot of money, which they could not do. Although they were embarrassed, they could not blame others.

The export of non-staple food to Japan was cut off, and the people in Japan suffered the most damage. Such commercial matters could only be solved through normal channels. I believe that even if someone in Japan was dissatisfied, he would not have done such intimidating things.

Intervention in underground football betting was the first time Yan Beizhai took the initiative to contact the underworld organization in Shanghai in ten years. It is reasonable to cause some rebounds in the strong Yan Beizhai showed. Zuo Lin's appearance has greatly affected the profit rate of the entire underground football betting handicap. Due to the decrease in unpopularity, many people's enthusiasm for participation has been lowered. Whether to get rid of Zuo Lin is still a question in question, but this is not a problem that can be mixed by outsiders. It is precisely because of this that Song Tao took action.

Hearing that the matter was related to him, Zuo Lin thought for a while and said, "Old Yan, do you know where Song Tao is?" Zuo Lin's voice was very clear, so clear that the police could hear it clearly.

"Let Xiaoyu take you there." Yan Beizhai looked at Zuo Lin, and he saw Zuo Lin's determination. Yan Beizhai had no intention of being underworld. He was very brave and fierce in Shanghai in the 1930s and 1940s and had already seen through this industry. The current "civilized" underworld cannot arouse his interest. However, he is an old senior after all. Generations of bosses grew up and declined under his eyelids, and he respected him very much. When Yan Beizhai rarely expressed his attitude towards certain things, he encountered such a thing. If he didn't express it, there would be no way to tell what happened in the future.

As long as Zuo Lin takes action, there is absolutely no possibility of Song Tao seeking advantage. Even if Song Tao relies on his wealth, he has extremely elite defensive forces around him.

"Well." Zuo Lin's attitude was like going to meet an ordinary company employee. He was not afraid or nervous, and he was just inconspicuous anger. "I'll come when I go. By the way, I'll take the canvas backpack I put in the dormitory, maybe it's useful. Let me tell me any changes in Jin Xiaohua's injuries."

"This... can this matter be left to the police for handling?" The policeman next to him followed nervously, while rushing to pick up the communicator in his hand to contact his boss.
Chapter completed!