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!

Now it depends on whether the opponent's opponent can seize the opportunity, and start from point to surface, and make a tough move!”

Looking at Yan Wuque with a calm face, Gao Peng suddenly shivered.

This fifth young master is simply a lunatic!

And he is also a madman who shakes the huge rock!

He was obviously just a young man with no real power and low strength, but he unknowingly stirred up the muddy waters of the high-level leaders of Daxia!

This method, this courage, and this kind of courage all surprised and admired Gao Peng.

But it made Gao Peng even more frightened!

He was really afraid that Yan Wuque would play with fire and burn himself, and even harm the entire Zhenwu Group!

"Senior brother, it has been found out that the affairs of the Censorate were done by Wang Rong, Director of the Supervision Department.

As for the cabinet, it was the order issued by Liu Qibin, deputy director of the Secretariat!”

Leng Xing suddenly walked over and reported in a low voice, his expression and tone were a little nervous, and even his body was trembling.

Director of the Supervision Department and Deputy Director of the Secretariat, these are all official positions that can scare people just by listening to them.

But now, they are actually investigating such a person. Leng Xing is fine if he is not scared to faint...

"These are all small fish on the surface. Keep checking and find out the real instructor behind them!

Even if I can't find out, I still need to know which faction they belong to!"

Yan Wuque clenched his fist hard, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Intuition tells him that if these two people are not the same force behind them, then the other side is probably the mastermind behind their own lives!

Gao Peng's face changed and he reached out to stop him:

"Young Master, at this point, we can't continue to investigate!"

Yan Wuque was about to speak when a guard who controlled the computer suddenly stood up.

"Report! The Information Department has stopped and wiped out the corresponding traces.

At the same time, we are also ordered to stop tracing!”

Gao Peng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but Yan Wuque's face turned black.

He knew that continuing to investigate would likely cause trouble, but he was only one step away from having the opportunity to find out the identity of the Daoist, so how could he be willing to do so?

At this moment, the cell phone on the desk suddenly began to vibrate.

Yan Wuque glanced at the words and numbers that appeared on the screen, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Although he integrated the memories of his predecessors, his emotional impact seemed to be relatively small, so he didn't know how to face the old man.

And this is why he never called Yan Shitao.

But now the old man called over on his own initiative, and he could no longer escape...

After taking a deep breath, Yan Wuque picked up his cell phone, calmed down again, and then answered the phone.

"You guy is so capable? You haven't called for half a month, and you don't tell me about dangers or problems. Do you think your ancestors are dead?"

As soon as the phone was connected, all he heard was a wild curse that struck him.

Yan Wuque suddenly became very messy, and the comments he had just thought about instantly flew out of his head.

However, an extremely familiar feeling suddenly came to my heart, and Yan Wuque's mouth also opened instinctively and made a sound without thinking.

"Ho, my ancestors still remember having such a grandson?

If I hadn't known that you had no reason, I would have doubted whether those killers were invited by you, the old-fashioned egg!"

Yan Wuque hummed and opened his mouth, but after saying that, his expression froze and his heart was full of confusion.
To be continued...