Chapter 15: Stop

"No one left, just handle it cleanly!"

Zhao Wenhai spoke coldly, and then he saw several black shadows flashing by and rushed into the pile of women like a terrifying rainbow.

Amid the screams, a fair figure stood out and avoided two killer moves one after another.

Unfortunately, the gap in strength is a bit big, and it quickly followed the footsteps of others.

At this time, no matter how stupid Zhao Ruifeng was, he realized that he was surrounded by Mr. Zhuo…

"Evil..."

In anger, Zhao Ruifeng wanted to curse.

However, Zhao Wenhai suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting his scolding.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Wenhai glanced at Zhao Ruifeng with a regret, and then took a deep look.

"Appoint it, find a scapegoat for this rebellious son and pick him out."

"yes!"

The secretary nodded heavily without hesitation.

"A Feng!"

As Zhao Wenhai shouted lightly, a figure suddenly appeared from the empty air.

"exist!"

"You can go for a trip and send Wang Rong on the way.

Also, erase all traces of Wang Rong’s communication with us!”

"yes!"

...

[Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that this "Young Master Zhao paid the bill" drama turned into a tragedy of "touching my butt and selling my little face".]

[That's right, how similar is this Mr. Zhao and that Mr. Zhao?]

[What are the concerns? Didn’t you find that those women are more beautiful than many celebrities?]

【Nonsense, that A cup is full of my nosebleed!】

[There are so many goddess-level people, but they were scratched by that old guy before they could see enough!]

[There are so many beautiful girls inside! This does not match the logic of probability!]

[Silly roe deer, martial arts can beautify your beauty, don’t you know?]

[Puff! What the hell is this logic? Muscle and beauty are not at all!]

[You are really stupid. Can martial arts be the same as muscle training?]

[Importantly, the little Hell King may play with fire and burn himself...]

[I also think that the obvious status of the head of the hospital is very unusual.

But according to his son, the young master Zhuo behind him must bow down to the capital of the courtyard, and he must be a super small boss!]

[At present, the IQ of the Little Hell is quite good, so it shouldn't be overwhelming, right?]

...

On the high-speed train from Jiecheng to Yujing.

"Report! The report was blocked at the main station of the Censorate for 15 seconds, and was directly deleted at the main station of the cabinet, but it appeared again after 28 seconds!"

On the seat on the other side of the aisle, a black-clothed guard suddenly stood up to report.

Yan Wuque narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ha, the fish is on the bait...

Joining forces with the Information Headquarters, I want to know who is operating it!”

"yes!"

The black-clothed guard responded respectfully, then sat down and typing on the keyboard with the other person and Leng Xing.

"Civilian Censorate, Cabinet..."

Gao Peng murmured, his eyes a little afraid.

"Young Master, this matter is probably beyond our control.

Let’s not mention it for now, the cabinet will be extremely troublesome.

Those who have power and dare to directly order the deletion must be among the top small group of people in Daxia!”

Yan Wuque felt heavy pressure in his heart, and he didn't expect that he would blow out the big fish in the cabinet directly.

But at this point, there is no room for returning to the world.

"There is no turning back when you open the bow! There is no way out for this kind of thing!
Chapter completed!