village doctor

Wang Dachun's heart trembled, he originally thought that all the things he did were done without anyone noticing, but he didn't expect his superiors to know.

Among other things, there is not a battalion or a company of people who have killed themselves.

Didn't expect the above to know.

"The reason why the higher-ups chose to turn a blind eye is because they cherish you as a talent, so they didn't pursue your legal responsibility..."

When Bloomberg said this, he suddenly changed the subject and continued: "As long as you make appropriate contributions to the country, those things of yours can be ignored."

Wang Dachun said a little impatiently: "Okay, if you have anything to say, just say it, I thank you for your kindness."

Bloomberg chuckled, "That's right, there is an action recently, to go to the United States, I know this does not conflict with your itinerary, you come to Beijing to discuss the details."

Wang Dachun's eyes lit up, "Zhong, I'll go there today."

He was worried about how to get to the United States, but he didn't expect someone to give him a pillow when he fell asleep.

Wang Dachun sat there meditating, it seems that he should keep a low profile in his actions in the future, so as not to be caught by the superiors.

Now it seems that I usually kill him not because the higher-ups don't know, but because the higher-ups tolerate him.Of course, most of the people Wang Dachun killed were vicious and vicious. If he killed innocent people indiscriminately, no matter how much the higher ups cherished his talent, they would not ignore him.

"Yunzhu, Junior Sister, I'm going to the capital, you can go with me."

After brushing his teeth and face, Wang Dachun came to their room and his eyes widened. He saw Yun Zhu and Murong Jing curled up in the bed, sleeping soundly while hugging each other in a very ambiguous position.

What made him even madder was that even the guy with the carrot head was sleeping under the blanket, with a contented expression on his face.

Wang Dachun picked up the carrot head and said dissatisfiedly: "It's time to get up, you lazy rat!"

This guy actually sleeps in the same bed with two beauties at night, so let's just forget about it!

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Luobotou grinned at Wang Dachun in protest.

Murong Jing heard the movement and sat up from the bed, dissatisfied: "Brother, what are you doing, bullying my younger brother so early in the morning."

Wang Dachun staggered, "Your brother!?"

Murong Jing nodded, "Yes, let go of my brother."

Wang Dachun threw the carrot head over, "Here, your brother. Get up quickly, we're going to the capital."

Murong Jing was overjoyed, "Okay, okay! I haven't been back for a long time."

After all, it is the place where I grew up when I was a child. Even if there are many unpleasant experiences, there are still some nostalgic places.

After some preparations, the three of Wang Dachun and one mouse set off on the road.

Before he left, he also made arrangements for Dao Wuming to sit in Taoyuan Village, mainly for the safety of his parents, while other members of Tianshengzong secretly protected Li Ruoxi, Meiji and the others.

After finishing the arrangement, Wang Dachun felt relieved.

This trip to the United States may be full of crises, and it is unknown whether he can escape smoothly.

Wang Dachun didn't drive an RV this time, but drove that off-road jeep.

Luobotou probably knew that he was going on a long trip, so he seemed a little excited, jumping up and down in the car, mainly rolling around in Yunzhu and Murongjing's arms, which made Wang Dachun's teeth itch with hatred.

Maybe it was intentional to make Wang Dachun angry, Murong Jing clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Come on, brother, come to sister's arms."

Luobotou grinned, and threw himself into Murong Jing's arms, his little head arched back and forth in her arms.

Wang Dachun grinned, rolled Murong Jing's eyes and said: "Junior Sister, pay attention to your image, you haven't found a boyfriend yet, how can you let a squirrel get you?"

Murong Jing giggled, and said playfully, "Anyway, idleness is idleness, it makes a difference whoever you are."

Wang Dachun: "..."

God damn it, everyone is the same!

Where did you put your brother?

The journey this time was very smooth, without encountering any messy things, and finally arrived in Kyoto after ten o'clock in the evening.

At the entrance of a restaurant, Bloomberg actually waited there himself.

It was so late that he hadn't gone back to sleep, and waited for him personally, which reminded Wang Dachun of a sentence: If you don't have anything to show courtesy, you can either rape or steal.

Wang Dachun cupped his fists, "Old Peng, I'm flattered to ask you to wait in person!"

Peng Bo reached out his hand and shook Wang Dachun, then looked at Yun Zhu and Murong Jing with a meaningful smile and said: "Your boy is very lucky, be careful about your body."

Wang Dachun laughed, "I'm in good health, my waist is good and my kidneys are good."

"You boy."

Bloomberg invited the three of Wang Dachun to dinner, and the food was already on the table. At this time, a middle-aged man walked in from outside.

This person with star eyebrows and sharp eyes, with a dignified appearance, is Murong Jing's father, Murong Fu.

When Murong Jing saw Murong Fu, her pretty face turned cold, "It's you!" She was about to walk outside after she said that, if she had known Murong Fu was here, she wouldn't have come if she was killed.

"Jinger!"

Murong Fu looked at his biological daughter with a complicated expression, time flew by like an arrow, unexpectedly she looked slim and graceful.

Murong Jing's body froze in place, and in her impression, this was the first time her father called her name.

Wang Dachun patted Murong Jing's fragrant shoulders and pulled Yun Zhu out. Bloomberg also walked out and closed the door.At this moment, this place should belong to their father and daughter's space.

Murong Jing slowly turned her face and looked at her father coldly, "Murong Fu, do you still have the nerve to call me by my name?"

"Jing'er, I know I've been wrong all these years. I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for your mother. In fact, I have some difficulties..."

At this moment, Murong Fu is not like an all-powerful general, but like a child who has done something wrong. Facing his daughter, he feels extremely guilty.

Over the years, as he got older, he yearned for family affection more and more. Although those powers and wealth were good, they were far less important than family affection.

Don't look at Murong Fu's appearance, but in fact he is very lonely in his heart. The members of the family are all fighting each other. The only son, Murong Fei, was spoiled by his mother.

It's a pity that he originally had a well-behaved and sensible daughter, which he missed.

"Hmph, what's the use of saying this, my mother is already dead, she was killed by that bitch He Fangfang, she can't live anymore!"

Murong Jing thought of her mother and cried sadly again.

If her mother was still there, she might still forgive this man, but her mother died tragically, and she would definitely not be able to untie this knot in her heart for a while.

"Jing'er, it's all about Dad's fault, can you forgive Dad?"

"I don't have a father, my father died a long time ago, don't be hypocritical here, I will never forgive you!"

After Murong Jing finished speaking, she opened the door and ran out.

Murong Fu sighed deeply, and the wrinkle on his forehead seemed to get deeper.