The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 717 Miss has been very quiet these two days

within the red wall.

In the office, the old man is still processing various documents and signing a lot of things.

Not far away, Xuan sat lazily on a chair, rattled the chair constantly, and said to the old man very bored: "I said, old man, should you take care of your own body?" Ah! Even if you don't take your body seriously, at least you should take mine seriously."

"Why, old man, I can bear it, but you can't?"

The old man raised his head and glanced at Xuan, and after speaking with a smile, he shook his head with a smile and said: "The next thing, you also need to take action, I have been playing games with those old guys for so long, so I can't stay still. "

Xuan rolled his eyes and said hypocritically, and finally said with a faint sigh: "I said old man, those things happened back then, although you didn't sit on this chair now, you are still a character, why didn't you kill that potential cancer in advance Instead, let them grow so big?"

Xuan knew a lot of secrets, at least, before that organization was formed, he knew that these old people were going to do it at the beginning, but for some reason, he dismissed their thoughts.

In the end, letting that organization become so powerful, even if they want to clean it up, it will become very troublesome.

"fishing."

The old man glanced at Xuan lightly, seeing that he was pretending to be puzzled, he immediately laughed and cursed: "Boy, don't think this world is too ordinary, if you really can finish it by fighting and killing All things, then the world has long been in chaos.

Indeed, those people have become very powerful now, even if you clean it up, you will find it very troublesome, and even say that you will lose a lot of manpower, but if we really want to move, it will take one night to solve that organization .

But what about solving those people?Wouldn't there be a second batch of people like that?So don’t just look at the surface. What we need to clean up is not only the things on the surface, but also the roots buried in the soil. Only by cutting the weeds and roots can we solve the fundamental problems. "

After finishing speaking, the old man couldn't help sighing a little, and said softly: "Okay, you kid, go out and play for a while, I know you can't sit still, but I still want to tell you not to play too much. "

Xuan Ceng stood up suddenly, greeted the old man with a smile, and rushed outside quickly.

He understood what the old man meant just now, but he didn't care at all.

He just wanted to go out for a stroll. After all, he was almost autistic after following this old guy every day. If he didn't go out to take a breath of fresh air, he would probably be doomed.

The old man looked at Xuan Li's back, scolded the brat in a low voice, and finally the figure of the empress reappeared in his mind.

That little girl, why didn't she listen to herself?

Just as the old man lowered his head and continued to process the documents in his hand, Jun Yue's grandfather came in from the outside carrying a bottle of wine dangling.

He sat down on the chair that Xuan sat on just now, looked at the old man and said, "I think Xuan is right, you should care about your own body, don't work so hard."

"You old bastard knows how to move your mouth. You really care about me. Why don't you give me advice."

The old man said angrily to Mr. Jun, finally put down the pen in his hand, looked at the time, and sighed, "I can't relax for a moment now, I don't care about those people making small troubles, they want to drag that circle I don't care if they come down, but those people behind them must be cleaned up, otherwise, it will be a lot of trouble in the future."

Boss Jun gulped down his wine, looked at the old man and said calmly: "I don't think you need to intervene in these matters at all. There are so many old guys in the ancient martial arts world who are still alive. Is it possible that you can't beat those old guys?"

"That's what I said, but..."

The old man shook his head, did not continue talking, and continued to deal with his work with his head down.

Seeing that the old man didn't speak, Mr. Jun stood up bored and walked out of the office.

Walking out of the red wall, Mr. Jun got into a small car parked outside, and said to the middle-aged man who was driving: "Later, you can help that old guy's granddaughter, although three or two salted fish are very helpful to that old man. Xiao Nizi can't do any harm, but there's no guarantee that those people will use any insidious means."

The middle-aged man driving the car nodded, stretched out his hand to touch the scar on his face, and suddenly asked Mr. Jun: "Mr. Jun, 'Yue' is now a terrorist organization, right? Those people who are behind the scenes can be regarded as the masterminds?"

"It's not counted, but it is at all."

Elder Jun snorted coldly, and finally said with a strange smile: "Those guys always thought that we old guys would not make a move. This time I want to see if they will lift the table after we make a move."

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, and he suddenly continued to ask: "I don't understand why I didn't just get rid of them back then. Don't tell me what fishing is. Although those people are indeed big fish, it is not enough Let you old men come and fish."

Elder Jun fell silent for a rare moment. He took another sip of wine with a grunt, turned his head and looked out of the window, and said in a bitter tone: "It is indeed fishing, but this fish is different. This fish was also different from ours back then. Same, they are human beings, and they are full of vigor, but now, human beings have become fish, so..."

The middle-aged man was confused by what Mr. Jun said, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as ignorant.

But vaguely, he guessed one thing, the people behind 'Yue', and even the person who created 'Yue', were the same people as Mr. Jun and the others back then, and made contributions that cannot be ignored in all walks of life.

But in the end, they got lost...

Maybe... that's it!
It's no wonder that these old people didn't make a move back then.

One is that there is still a little hope for them, and the other is... that they cannot be shot.

Elder Jun restrained all his expressions, leaned on the back seat, and said to the middle-aged man, "Xiaoyue isn't making a fuss at home, is she?"

"No, Miss has been very quiet these two days."

The middle-aged man shook his head, with a hint of relaxation on his face, but the old Jun sitting in the back seat suddenly became a little nervous when he heard this.

Will my granddaughter calm down?Except for idiots, no one would believe this statement.

My own granddaughter was pulled together by myself, so I don't know what kind of virtue she is.

"I really miss your grandpa and I live a few more years, please don't make trouble for your grandpa and me."

Mr. Jun muttered in a voice that only he could hear, but these words... Although he said it, even he himself didn't believe it.

(End of this chapter)