The Personal Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

"Sister Wanqin, what do we need to bring when we travel together?"

"I mean the kind where a man and a woman hang out."

Entering the New Oriental Group, Zheng Xiaoqiao found that she had no superficial peace at all.

Instead, my mind is full of thoughts about going to Longquanyan, Shandou City tomorrow.

She was a little nervous about going out with Yang Feng, but she was extremely looking forward to it. Instead, she didn't know what preparations to make.

So I called and asked my best friend Li Wanqin.

"Two people going out to play? With whom? It can't be Yang Feng!"

"Are you going on your honeymoon?"

Li Wanqin's surprise came over the phone, but it made Zheng Xiaoqiao tense up instantly.

"What nonsense, you don't know that I'm dead." Zheng Xiaoqiao blushed a little.

"Don't, I know, of course I know. Normally, it depends on where you go to play. If you don't go abroad, you should carry a bag and a few clothes."

"No, you are different, you just need to bring your heart!"

Li Wanqin's voice was ridiculed.

The young lady of the New Oriental Group really can't be like ordinary people when she goes out to play.

Regardless of her identity, background, or even because of the new human gene, Zheng Xiaoqiao will definitely attract the attention of many forces.

"and also!"

Li Wanqin on the phone continued after pondering slightly: "If it's a man and a woman going out to play, you'd better bring a secret magic weapon. I heard that the hotels are not good."

"Secret magic weapon? What is it?" Zheng Xiaoqiao was amazed.

"That's, it's Okamoto, let me send you a link."

"Ding~!"

While speaking, a message suddenly came from Zheng Xiaoqiao's cell phone.

is a link to online shopping.

"What, you, you old leftover girl, what do you think about all day long, you..."

After clicking on the link sent by Li Wanqin, Zheng Xiaoqiao immediately saw a hideous glowing pattern.

The title is "World's Best Thinnest Condom..."

"The distance between you and me is only a few tenths of a millimeter..."

Zheng Xiaoqiao blushed like an apple after reading the headlines.

"Don't be shy, it will happen sooner or later, but we must take good measures..."

"Shut up, you have learned badly recently, you!"

"I won't tell you!"

"Toot~!"

Zheng Xiaoqiao hastily hung up the phone.Breathing is a little fast.

She had never thought about it before!

But after a moment of calm, Zheng Xiaoqiao's eyes flickered slightly, and she unexpectedly clicked on this link secretly like a thief.

……

Yanjing.

Luxury cars drove into the mansion of the Ying family.

At this moment, the Ying family's mansion is already heavily guarded, and the six guards at the gate are all Lianjiazi with live ammunition and guns!
And in the hall of Ying Family, hundreds of people gathered together.

They are all descendants of the Ying family!

The head of the Ying family, Ying Cangqiong, is nearly ninety years old. He has four sons and three daughters. The third generation has seven men, and the fourth generation is spreading again!
It can be said that the population is thriving!
Ying Bolin is the third generation of the Ying family.

"Wei Jia, you must be him!"

A middle-aged man asked Ying Weijia, who was wearing a bandage on his right arm, and was somewhat respectful.

But Naying Bolin was lying on an armchair in the middle of the hall.

"Second Master, I'm sure it's him, but I'm not his all-in-one enemy!"

Ying Weijia has no expression on his face. Although he is only the dead servant of the Ying family and a servant of a vassal, because of his own cultivation, he has a special status in the Ying family.

At this moment, Ying Weijia only had Yang Feng's "Vajra Finger" move in mind, which broke his Vajra Claw so easily!

Thinking about it now, I shake my head sadly from time to time.

Ten years ago, under the siege of many masters, Yang Feng was able to kill a master of the Ying family at that time!

Not to mention now!

The Ying family got into trouble with this kind of existence, and they had to either humbly reconcile, or get rid of the other party completely.

But both Yingjia can't do it!

This is the seriousness of the matter!
And he is useless, even if his right arm recovers, he will not be able to exert [-] catties of strength. This is useless for a warrior, especially for a master like him who is full of muscles and bones!

The strength of the masters of the town clan has dropped drastically, which is a change in the situation that will affect the future of the Ying family.

"Damn!"

Ying Xianzheng's expression was ugly, and he couldn't help turning his head to stare at Ying Bolin, who was lying on the armchair with plaster casts on his arms and bandages on his body to protect his internal organs.

"Unfilial son, why did you provoke him!"

"Just for a woman?"

Not only Ying Xian was glaring at Ying Bolin angrily, but the rest of the people around him were also staring at Ying Bolin angrily!
Among the aristocratic families is a small world, with interests, grievances, and rivers and lakes!

"dad!"

"I didn't provoke him, he hit me first, he hit me!"

Ying Bolin also roared, with a grim expression on his face, "It's all Ying Weijia's fault. If he had shot earlier, I wouldn't have been injured. If he had rescued me earlier, nothing would have happened..."

"Shut up, Wei Jia has already been injured for you, and will deal with you after the family discusses!"

Although Ying Xianzheng was scolding Ying Bolin, there was a sign of relief in his eyes.

Ying Bolin only had broken hands and feet and concussion in his internal organs, and he can still be treated. If he is not disabled, he can inherit the position of the young master of the family.

If his limbs were completely cut off by Yang Feng like the previous young master Ying Botian, even if there were machines to replace the limbs, it would no longer be possible to be the young master of the family!
Then it is impossible to inherit the Ying family!
That is more painful than death!
"Second brother, you gave birth to a good son, and every year the family will wipe his ass for him!"

On the left row of the hall was a middle-aged man with a square face and dark eyes.

He is Ying Xianli, the eldest of the second generation of the Ying family. He is in his 60s, but he looks like 50 years old.

It is also the generation family of the Ying family!

"Hmph, don't worry, boss, I will personally discipline my son, and Bolin's branches in Shenchuan County are all profitable, but Ying Bowen seems to be still spending time outside."

Ying Xianzheng glanced at Ying Xianli coldly.

Although Ying Xianli is now a descendant of the Ying family, it's a pity that he gave birth to a lazy son!

Although Ying Bolin is a dude, he has done some things.

"you…"

You should get angry from your face first,
At this moment, there are people watching with cold eyes, some frowning, and some gloating.

"okay!"

Suddenly, an old voice resounded from the back of the hall, and an elderly man came out slowly with the help of medical staff.

He looks old, but his eyes are sharp and his steps are steady.

"Homeowner!"

Everyone in the hall saluted, including Ying Weijia!

The person who came was Ying Cangqiong, the Patriarch of the Ying Family!
Among the aristocratic families, the head of the family is the head of the family, and only in private will he be called father, grandpa, and grandpa!

The same is true for the young master, once confirmed, it is the young master, not the young master!
Young master, as long as he is a man of aristocratic family, he can be called so respectfully.

But there is only one young master!
"How can the world be leveled if the family is not equal!"

"Pong!"

The rattan cane in Ying Cangqiong's hand trembled, and there was a loud sound, like a wake-up bell striking everyone's hearts!

In an instant, the hall can be heard!

"Family harmony and everything can prosper, brothers are not in harmony, let alone other things, just because of the Yanjing aristocratic family's run-off, once I die, you will not be able to stay in Yanjing!"

"Pong!"

The rattan cane in Ying Cangqiong's hand shook again, and there was an aura of iron and blood on his body.

The marble-paved ground is even more cracked!
The tiger's behavior looks like a disease, but its power is overwhelming!