Chapter 284 Father, daughter, son, this family



Chapter 284 Father, daughter, son, this family

Looking back on the past, Hou Wendong can only be thankful that the mistake he made at that time did not lead to disastrous consequences.

The fate in the world finally turned a blind eye and secretly showed mercy to me this time.

An unprecedented strong feeling of guilt surged in Hou Wendong's heart. He hadn't experienced such a meaningless emotion for many years.

Hou Wendong took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. His voice was full of sincerity and honesty. He felt as if he had found his original intention and wanted to go back to being a good person again. He said:

"Ma Bin, you don't need to apologize. I should be the one who is grateful to you. You saved my life. No words can express my gratitude. So, don't call me Secretary Hou in the future. I am older than you. You can call me Brother Hou in the future."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line. Then, Ma Bin's voice came through the microphone, a little nervous and flustered: "Hou, Secretary Hou, I'm used to calling you this. It's not that I don't appreciate your kindness, Secretary Hou, I understand your kindness, but I...it's really hard for me to change my words."

Hou Wendong imagined the scene of Ma Bin's red face and stuttering on the other end of the phone. Instead of being annoyed, he felt more relaxed.

He laughed loudly, his voice becoming bolder: It’s up to you, it doesn’t matter what you call me, the key is, from now on, you are my brother, Hou Wendong, if you have nothing to do now, come to me, I have something very important to discuss with you in detail. "

"Okay, Secretary Hou, I'll be right there."

The voice on the phone sounded a little excited, but in fact the expression on the other end of the phone was quite different.

Ma Bin hung up the phone with an indifferent expression, gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose with his index finger, and the corners of his mouth curled up into an elusive and strange arc.

On the side, Ma Wei lowered his head, mouth looking at his nose, nose looking at his heart, saying nothing, with a blank expression on his face, but secretly complaining in his heart:

"This Secretary Hou is really bold. He even wants Brother Bin to call him brother. Tsk tsk, doesn't he know that the last person who was called brother by Brother Bin had already had a lot of grass growing on his head?"

In Ma Wei's heart, the only one who can be truly respected as "Big Brother" by the cruel and ruthless Brother Bin who tells lies all the time is the [Masked] boss.

Others can't touch anything.

Ma Wei sighed in his heart: "Forget it, when Xiao Hou is recruited into the peripheral organization of [Destiny] one day, I, Brother Wei, will show mercy and teach him the principles of life."

Ma Wei had a strong premonition in his heart. He felt that the day when Xiao Hou would be completely kidnapped was not far away. He just didn't know whether the script Xiao Hou would get by then would be the same as the one he got at that time.

Ma Wei's sincere hope is... a! Some people have been soaked in the rain, so they are willing to hold up an umbrella for others; some people, because they have been soaked in the rain, tear up other people's umbrellas one by one;

There are also some people who, having suffered from the rain themselves, want to pick up a water gun and spray others from head to toe.

Unfortunately, Ma Wei does not belong to the first type; but fortunately, he does not belong to the second or third type either.

He is the type who would use a high-pressure water cannon to spray others... um, spray twice! As for which type Brother Bin and [Masked] belong to, well, I can only say that they are both high ground that Ma Wei is far from reaching.

The elevator door slowly descended and opened.

Feng Ju walked out with firm steps, and his shiny boots stepped on the ground, making crisp "trample", "trample", "trample" sounds.

His metallic right arm was waving in his sleeve, making a hissing sound through the material of his clothes, causing the patients and doctors in the hospital corridor to look at him in surprise and fear, but they could only see a piece of black metal fist sticking out of his sleeve.

Behind the pitch-black fist was a silver fist that was also swinging in rhythm. They were in unison, as if they were the mirror image of the black fist, casting silver shadows in the air.

After Feng Ju successfully underwent transformation and implanted high-performance prosthetic limbs, another group of police chiefs also completed similar transformation surgeries.

The only difference from Feng Ju's black hand is that their prosthetic models are cheaper and have a silver paint finish.

Today, Feng Ju came to the hospital to welcome them out of the hospital after they recovered.

They were the captains of the police who were admitted to the hospital at the same time as him. They had all suffered from the brutal attacks of [Mask] and had suffered different kinds of physical mutilations, either missing arms or broken legs. They should have spent the rest of their lives as cripples.

But now, they all stood up again, restored to wholeness, and through transformation, implanted with powerful strength that had never been imagined before.

This is the greatness of technology and the kindness of the special envoys. However, tracing back to the deeper reasons, their transformation and evolution today are actually all thanks to the [Mask].

So, they took off their hospital gowns, changed back into the police uniforms, divided into two lines, and followed Feng Ju closely. They wanted to follow Captain Feng Ju out of the hospital to find [Mask] to repay this kindness.

Yes, after Li Shang became the captain, Feng Ju was also quickly promoted and became the captain.

The two captains are ranked in the same order and have the same level. The only difference is the people who recommend them.

The person who recommended Li Shang was Du Ziteng, but he was already dead; the person who recommended Feng Ju was the special envoy, who was still alive and well.

Therefore, there has been a subtle change in the wind direction inside the police station in the past two days. Although the number of constables gathered around Feng Ju is smaller, probably only 1/2 of that on Li Shang's side, his prestige in the past two days has subtly overshadowed Li Shang.

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Dong Ping felt the tremendous power transmitted by the mechanical prosthesis, and his pace unconsciously quickened. He followed closely behind Feng Ju and muttered in a low voice: "Captain Feng, Li Shang is really lucky. Secretary Du, who promoted and appreciated him, just died, and he happened to rescue Secretary Hou and get a thicker leg. It's really..."

Feng Ju's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at the team members and said calmly:

"We don't need to worry about these. We just need to remember that the special commissioner has given us a new life, and then do everything the special commissioner has asked us to do. That's enough."

Dong Ping nodded and grinned, "I understand this. I'm not worried that Li Shang will block your path to becoming director in the future."

When Feng Ju heard the voice, a thick shadow flashed across his eyes, and he snorted coldly:

"As long as we can catch [Mask], no one can stop us from making progress, so you should stop thinking about these things all day long. Remember, Li Shang is disliked by the special commissioner because he thinks too much."

Dong Ping saw Feng Ju's expression turned cold, smiled awkwardly, and stopped talking about this topic:

"Captain Feng, you are so insightful. The special commissioner is the strongest thigh. As long as we can successfully capture [Mask], Captain Feng's promotion is just around the corner... Hey, Captain Feng, that boy in front looks like yours, right?"

Dong Ping paused slightly, and with a hint of uncertainty in his tone, he raised his silver finger and pointed in the direction of the VVIP channel.

Feng Ju raised his eyebrows slightly and looked in the direction of Dong Ping's finger. Sure enough, he saw three figures walking out of the wide VVIP corridor one after another.

(End of this chapter)

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