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Chapter 1642 Dragon Lord leaves the customs

Chapter 1642 Dragon Lord comes out of seclusion

"Director, what are you worried about?" The middle-aged man saw the old man's concern and asked curiously, that is, he, who did not dare to ask this at all.

"I'm not worried, I'm worried." The old man sighed.

"?" The middle-aged man showed a confused look on his face, obviously unable to understand the old man's words.

"Don't think about it all, these things are not something you can think of, go and do your business." The old man suddenly waved to the middle-aged man.

"Okay, it's getting late, so it's time for you to rest, Director." The middle-aged man nodded and was about to leave.

But the old man suddenly stopped him.

The middle-aged man turned his head and said, "Director, what else do you have to give?"

"There is indeed something that you need to do in person." The old man hesitated and looked at the middle-aged man with a strange expression.

"Director, just say, what mission?" The middle-aged man was surprised. He has been with the old man in recent years and has never left. The old man never let him leave. It was the first time in a few years that he had to perform the mission like today.

"I want you to go to the island country." said the old man.

"What?" The middle-aged man was stunned and looked at the old man in surprise, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"I know you are very strange now, but don't ask anything. I want you to mobilize the best team members in the bureau now, and then take them to the island country to take them personally to take charge of the safety issues there." The old man continued.

"Director, we have sent so many agents. Are you still worried?" The middle-aged man was surprised.

"Don't ask, do as I say now, I will give you the highest order immediately. Once you arrive in the island country, you will be the highest security controler in China. No one can command you except me, do you understand?" said the old man.

"I understand." The middle-aged man nodded and realized the seriousness of this mission.

"Remember, you can ignore any words or orders except me, and I will bear the consequences." The old man's tone became even more solemn.

"I understand, Director, don't worry, I will do this." The middle-aged man said, but stood there without moving: "Director, do you have any more instructions?"

"It's gone. When you go there, you just need to do your job well, especially the leaders of Yan Yan and several other people in the delegation, as well as representatives of several commercial groups. You must definitely ensure their personal safety. If something happens..." The old man suddenly stopped when he said this.

"Don't worry, Director, I guarantee that there will be no accidents." The middle-aged man said very seriously.

"If something happens, then you don't have to come back..." the old man hesitated for a moment and suddenly said.

The middle-aged man's body was shocked, and then he nodded heavily to the old man and walked out strode, but the middle-aged man's face was also full of solemnity. He heard from the old man's last words that abnormally of this mission...

The middle-aged man quickly walked out of the courtyard. Just as he was about to get on the car, he suddenly felt something and turned around and saw a tall figure standing in the darkness a few meters behind him...

The middle-aged man was stunned at first, then his face changed. He quickly opened the car door and walked over quickly.

"Master, why are you here?"

The middle-aged man had an unconcealable excitement and shock in his voice. He was naturally going to kneel down as he spoke...

But his legs were just bent and were held back by an invisible force, and he couldn't be bent down.

"No need to kneel."

The tall figure said lightly, then walked out of the darkness. If Jing Fei was here, he would be shocked. This tall figure was no one else, but was Yang Wushang, the lord of the Dragon Palace.

Lord Dragon Lord, who has always lived in seclusion, actually left the most mysterious and transcendent Dragon Palace and came outside the Forbidden City.

"Master, why are you here?" The middle-aged man respected and aweed Yang Wushang. As soon as Yang Wushang walked out, he immediately stood in the sagging position like a servant.

"You are still here so late, what are you doing?" Yang Wushang did not answer the other party's question at all, but asked directly.

"Report to the director." The middle-aged man answered honestly.

"Yeah." Yang Wushang said calmly: "Is it the island country's business?"

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Wushang in surprise. He didn't know how he knew, but he didn't dare to hide it. He nodded and said, "Yes."

"Where are you going now?" Yang Wushang asked again.

"The director asked me to go to the island country once." The middle-aged man still answered honestly because he knew that there was nothing in China that Yang Wushang didn't know. As for the confidentiality... the middle-aged man thought that there was nothing confidential in front of Yang Wushang...

"oh?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Yang Wushang looked at him strangely, then nodded: "Are you going to kill or protect someone?"

"Protection." said the middle-aged man.

"good."

Yang Wushang nodded with satisfaction.

Just when the middle-aged man was wondering what this sentence meant, Yang Wushang had turned around and walked straight towards the courtyard, and just gave a gentle sentence: "Since you are going to the island country, please help me protect someone. Mu Qingcheng of Qingcheng Group, unless you die, there will be no accident, do you understand?"

"yes."

The middle-aged man said loudly, but a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. What does Yang Wushang mean? What is the relationship between Mu Qingcheng from Qingcheng Group and him?

How could Yang Wushang specifically remind himself of this?

The middle-aged man suddenly felt that the task seemed to be far less simple than he thought. The director's words made him feel unusual, but Yang Wushang's words made him feel trembling.

He didn't know what would have been the reflection if Yang Wushang knew the current situation in the island country and that the woman named Mu Qingcheng was almost assassinated?

No matter what.

The middle-aged man suddenly shook his head vigorously and quickly got into the car and left because he knew that things were no longer under his control at this level... He only needed to execute tasks according to the orders, and he didn't have to consider any other things...

In the courtyard.

The old man, who was called the director by the middle-aged man, was about to go to rest when he suddenly saw Yang Wushang appearing like a ghost at the door. He had not received any notification before, which was absolutely something he had never had before.

But after seeing the face of the figure at the door, the old man immediately realized that no place in Yanjing City could stop Yang Wushang from being blocked. The same is true here. The so-called guard masters outside were a joke in front of Yang Wushang. If he wanted to, no one could stop him from going anywhere he wanted.

"Lord Dragon?" the old man shouted, with a complicated emotion on his face.

"Chen Aiguo, don't you invite me in and sit?" A gentle melt appeared on Yang Wushang's face, looking gentle and elegant. He was originally a handsome old man with excellent temperament, and he was even more approachable at this time.

Of course, not many people can show such an expression to Yaoyang Wushang. Jing Fei is an exception. Apart from him, not many people in China have the opportunity to see him.

The old man in front of him seemed a little flattered and quickly invited him: "Please, please come in quickly." As he spoke, he had already met the door quickly, and his attitude was very respectful.

Yang Wushang was not polite and walked directly into the living room, then walked straight to the center and sat down.

A series of movements were natural and smooth, as if this was his home.

But the old man looked at everything without any dissatisfaction, as if he had become accustomed to it.

"Patriotic, sit down too. Now is not the same as before, and you don't have to stand up anymore." Yang Wushang, who sat down peacefully, glanced at the old man standing in front of him and said.

"yes!"

The old man nodded.

But instead of sitting down immediately, he went to brew a pot of treasured tea and filled Yang Wushang respectfully before sitting next to Yang Wushang.

"Patriotic, you seem to be afraid of me?" Yang Wushang slowly picked up the teacup and looked at the old man beside him with a meaningful look.

"Lord Dragon is joking, I'm not afraid of you." The old man said quickly.

"Is that so? But why do I feel the tension in you? Could it be that I feel wrong?" Yang Wushang raised his head.

"I"

The old man couldn't speak immediately and his face became a little embarrassed.

Yang Wushang continued: "Patriotic, we haven't seen each other in many years?"

The old man's face changed again, but he still replied respectfully: "It should be almost ten years. For the past twenty years, Lord Dragon, you have been living in the Dragon Palace in a quiet place. We all dare not disturb your purity."

"Don't you dare to disturb me? Or don't you dare to come to see me, afraid that I will make things difficult for you?" Yang Wushang asked, still smiling on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

""The old man was silent and did not dare to make a fool. He was so arrogant in front of the middle-aged man, but at this time he seemed to have become a soldier in front of Yang Wushang, nervous and nervous.

"Forget it, I won't say that. I know what you guys are thinking. You must think that my serious injury is useless and difficult to cure, so you don't want to pay attention to me, the old man, and are waiting for me to die, right?" Yang Wushang sighed.

"Lord Lord, don't think too much, we absolutely don't mean this." The old man's face changed drastically, and he quickly stood up, with obvious fear and uneasiness in his eyes.

"You don't have it, but it doesn't mean others don't."

Yang Wushang glanced at the old man indifferently: "Although I have lived in seclusion in the Dragon Palace for many years, it does not mean that I know nothing about the outside world. What have you done over the years and what changes have happened in the entire China? I feel like a mirror in my heart."

"The Dragon Lord is very clear about his hair." The old man quickly complimented.

"It's not easy to see clearly, but I heard that some people have close contact with southern Xinjiang in recent years. Is this the case?" Yang Wushang's face suddenly darkened...

""

The old man suddenly felt so arrogant that he didn't dare to say anything, his face turned completely pale...

"I just went to Ye Laosi's residence and asked, guess what I saw?" Yang Wushang suddenly looked at the old man and asked.

"What did you see by Lord Dragon?" The old man's face was pale and bloodless.

"When Ye Laosi saw me, he suddenly became crazy and was scared to death." Yang Wushang's tone was faint.

"brush"

The old man's whole body was soaked in an instant, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed down. It was rustling, not rustling, just like it was raining...

The fourth son of the Ye family suddenly became crazy and frightened to death?

Such words are definitely a lie, and even ghosts don't believe them.

But the old man knew one fact, that is, Ye Laosi died, and he died after seeing Yang Wushang.

How did Ye Laosi die?

It must be not a ignorant, it may be because it was really scared to death, or it was directly killed by Yang Wushang...

In short, the fourth master of the Ye family must be dead.

In China, no one dares to offend the Fourth Master of the Ye family.

But Yang Wushang is definitely an exception. Not only did he dare, but no one dared to say anything even though he did it?
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