As soon as Ma Bing reached the door of his house, he saw Guihua fainted at the bottom of the stairs. After seeing the package in front of Guihua, Ma Bing instantly realized what had happened.
A trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and then he rushed to Guihua crying, covering his arms.
"Wife, wife, what's wrong with you?
Sir, sir, this bastard not only hurt me, but also pushed my wife down the stairs and ran away.
You must catch him, no matter if he has anything to do with this, it is a fact that they hurt us."
He was crying with tears and snot, and the recording was also in the space. I couldn't help but click my tongue a few times, sighing at Ma Bing's excellent acting skills.
Ma Bing used his body to block Guihua, and when no one was paying attention, he stuffed the entire package into her clothes.
Then, he endured the pain and walked into the house holding Guihua.
Two men came out from the back and said to Ma Bing, "Lao Ma, your arm is still injured. We will report it for you."
Ma Bing spat. Don’t think he doesn’t know what these people are planning!
Seeing that Ma Bing ignored them, the two men snorted in anger.
Fang Wenlong looked around vigilantly and asked the men behind him to search the surroundings.
Then, looking at the horse soldier who came out of the house, he asked, "What was the name of the man you mentioned just now?"
Ma Bing swallowed his saliva and said timidly: "He, he just said his last name was Jin.
He was going to the nearby mountains to visit his relatives, and we first met him at the cable car.
They know it too!"
As Ma Bing spoke, he pointed at the men standing there.
Fang Wenlong glanced over coldly, and the men nodded in agreement.
"Yes, we did meet him there, but we don't know how Ma Bing met him later."
"We met him three days ago. It's been a few days."
Fang Wenlong's eyes flickered slightly. It seemed that the things were really taken away by someone named Jin.
He asked coldly: "What does he look like, do you remember?"
"It was dark and we couldn't see clearly, but he had a mole behind his ear."
"Yes, yes, we saw it too. He was very dark-skinned and his hair was not manly, about shoulder-length."
"When he stood there, his aura didn't seem like that of an ordinary person. He was even more frightening than the head of our village."
A man quickly added, which made the village chief so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.
Several men were chattering, and Ma Bing's heart was in his throat, fearing that these people would really find Lu Zhiye based on these clues.
His strange expression naturally attracted Fang Wenlong's attention.
Fang Wenlong glanced at the village chief behind him and said in a calm voice: "We have already understood the specific situation. Now is the time for our investigation. I hope the villagers will cooperate with our investigation. If you find any unfamiliar faces, please report them immediately."
The village chief nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "That's for sure, that's for sure!"
He made a gesture and everyone dispersed.
Fang Wenlong walked slowly to Ma Bing, staring straight at him, not missing a single expression on his face: "You are hiding something from me, or have you been lying from the beginning???"
Ma Bing's calves were trembling. He pinched his thighs hard and forced himself to calm down.
Then he said with a sad face: "Comrade, how dare I lie to you?
Everything I said is true. To be honest, I am worried about my wife.
You said she got a big bump on her head, and we are so far away from the county town, what should we do?"
Ma Bing's words were half true and half false, but Fang Wenlong didn't notice the flaw.
Fang Wenlong stared at him for another ten seconds, and Ma Bing's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
Fang Wenlong quickly looked away: "Xiao Li, go check with Comrade Ma about that man's matter."
"Yes, Captain."
“Team one, team two, cover this mountain from different directions.
We must catch him!"
After Fang Wenlong arranged everything, he quickly returned to the base.
He called Beijing City, and on the other side, Old Man Fang was sitting in the living room, anxiously waiting for news.
Sitting with him were a few other old men.
These people are the ones you can only see in newspapers!
The old man of the Bai family took a sip of tea and said, "This time, since we are cooperating with each other, nothing should go wrong."
Mr. Fang rolled his eyes at him and said, "We still haven't found the map we had back then.
We pieced it together based on the existing map, and after surrounding several nearby hilltops, we were able to barely determine the approximate location.
It took nearly a week, how can you be sure that no one has gone there?"
Mr. Bai snorted coldly: "Isn't this simple?
Apart from the Jin family who are not allowed to move by their superiors, who else has the power at the moment?
Besides, several regions have been dissatisfied with the Jin family recently and have jointly appealed. Shouldn't they keep their tails between their legs?"
Fang Shijie stood quietly behind his grandfather, listening to these people's high-sounding words, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
But who can say that the vortex in the center is wrong?
Transformation requires a large amount of funds to cultivate personal connections. How could Hungry Wolf let go of such a huge fortune?
At this time, Fang Shijie had lost his former youthfulness, and there was a hideous scar hidden from behind his ear to the top of his head.
Just looking at it makes one feel numb all over.
Mr. Fang said to Fang Shijie, "Shijie, go and pour some water for the grandfathers!"
Fang Shijie lowered his eyes and responded in a low voice!
When he turned around and left, it was not difficult to find that although he seemed to be walking steadily, in fact, one shoulder was higher than the other...
The people present looked at Fang Shijie's departing back, and some couldn't help but sigh and shake their heads.
It's such a pity for this kid from the Fang family.
A few years ago, during that joint combat mission, he did not stand in the rear, but had to charge into the battle.
As a result, he suffered from this disability. Not only did he have to retire from the army, he might also lose the chance to become the head of the family.
If it weren't for Mr. Fang's support, he would have become a marginal figure long ago.
Mr. Fang also noticed everyone's gazes and slammed his cane: "Don't look down on my grandson.
It is his honor to be injured on the battlefield, and it is not a shame even if he becomes disabled as a result.
He has now gradually taken over the family affairs, and the entire Fang family will be handed over to him in the future."
Several old foxes were shocked. Mr. Bai's hands were shaking and he quickly put down the teacup in his hand: "Lao Fang, Lao Fang, this is not appropriate, right?
We watched Shijie grow up. I know how important he is to you, but can he lead the family to better development with his current physical condition? "
He dared to say this only because the two of them had a good relationship. If other families had said this, Mr. Fang would have hit them on the head with his cane.
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