Supreme mad soldier handsome president

Jiangnan City!
In an express chain hotel, Ye Feng was sitting on a chair beside him, smoking a cigarette dully.

He has been traveling abroad and has never been to China, but was suddenly told by the old man that he wanted to come to China to perform a top-secret mission.

Although he really didn't want to come to China, but under the old man's despotic power, he had to give in.

As an orphan, he was adopted by the old man since he was a child. He has developed a tough and decisive character, and he rarely hesitates.

But at this time, he hesitated!

When I first came to Huaxia, I encountered such a bloody plot—heroes save the beauty!
In the hands of a gang of hooligans, a drugged beauty was rescued. In today's era where knives are rampant, it is absolutely natural that Jiang Feng can be called a beauty.

A head of curly black long hair, a pair of charming big eyes, a small Qiong nose, and sexy lips painted with pink lip gloss, painted a delicate face.

Blue denim on the lower body, a checked T-shirt on the upper body, a flat stomach and a pair of straight long legs set off the well-proportioned figure.

Because of being drugged, at this moment the beautiful woman is unconsciously lying on the ground wriggling constantly, her blurred eyes are full of charm, with Ye Feng's concentration, she can't help but look a little dry.

Hesitant, entangled!
Can't get on?
After struggling for a while, Ye Feng cursed in a low voice, but it didn't work at all.

If not, according to Ye Feng's judgment, if one fails, big trouble will happen.

But if he does, it's not in line with Ye Feng's character. To do so would be to take advantage of others' dangers. It's no different from a villain. Although Ye Feng never considers himself a gentleman, at least he has a bottom line.

Frowning tightly, staring blankly at the beautiful woman on the bed, Ye Feng scolded again: "Damn, the old man taught me so many skills, but he didn't teach me the ability of concentration. Shit, this is simply torture."

Just as Ye Feng continued to smoke with a troubled expression on his face, his phone rang suddenly.

"Brat, have you arrived in Jiangnan City yet?" An old man's voice came from the phone.

"It's here." Ye Feng said angrily: "I said old man, I really don't understand what kind of task you arranged, shit, miss me..."

Before Ye Feng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old man: "Don't be imposing, remember, if you succeed in this mission, it means you can become a teacher."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Adopted by the old man since he was a child, he learned art from the old man. Over the years, he has made a name for himself abroad, but he still did not meet the old man's requirements.

Now hearing that this task is actually a teacher's assessment, Ye Feng's mind suddenly became active.

At the same time, I was a little suspicious, because this task was too simple, so simple that Ye Feng couldn't believe it. Did the old man drink too much and talk drunk?

The old man said indifferently: "Really."

Ye Feng asked suspiciously: "Did you not drink?"

The old man immediately understood Ye Feng's meaning, and scolded angrily: "Stinky boy, have you seen this old man drink more than once in all these years?"

"That's true." Ye Feng muttered in a low voice.

This is not because Ye Feng is flattering the old man, but the real thing. The old man loves to drink, Ye Feng knows this very well, but since the day Ye Feng can remember, he has never seen the old man get drunk once, just like a wine jar, he will never drink. The kind that doesn't get drunk.

"Let me tell you, that Shen Qian is a flower in the south of the Yangtze River, and the Tianyang Group under her name is even more a landmark enterprise in the whole of the south of the Yangtze River. It is really beautiful and rich. If you win it, it will be really cheap for you kid."

The old man smiled triumphantly: "How about it, the old man treats you well."

Ye Feng was speechless immediately: "You can pull it down, rabbits don't even eat grass by the side of the nest, do you think I will be that kind of person?"

Although Ye Feng didn't know who this Shen Qian was, her father was able to invite the old man to arrange himself to protect her, which was enough to prove that Shen Qian's father had some energy.

But that has nothing to do with Ye Feng, his task is to protect her, the time limit is one year, after one year, he will be regarded as a teacher.

"Whether you are or not, in short, this mission can only be successful, the old man patted his chest to promise, if you fail, the old man will really lose face."

Ye Feng said unhappily: "Isn't it just to protect a daughter of a thousand gold, and it is also in this so-called safest China, so what can be a big deal."

Ye Feng's words are true. If it is said to protect some people abroad, then Ye Feng will never be so easy, but this is in China. In this country with strict weapon management, it is difficult to make waves. If If that's the case, it can only show that I have read too many novels.

Isn't it just a year, just treat yourself as a vacation.

The old man's tone was a little dignified, and he continued to instruct: "One more thing, China is no better than foreign countries. There are some things you should do and some things you shouldn't do. Take care of yourself, otherwise, even I won't be able to protect you."

"Okay, okay, I'm not a kid anymore, I still need you to teach me this?"

After finishing speaking, Ye Feng hung up the phone without giving the old man a chance to continue rambling.

The next moment, Ye Feng looked at the edge of the bed again. The beauty's pretty face was flushed, her eyes were covered with mist, and she muttered in a daze: "It's hot, it's so hot..."

Ye Feng's throat squirmed, and he swallowed hard, the tangle on his face became more obvious.

"Damn, I really don't know what I'm struggling with. If I don't take action again, the meridians in her body may not be able to bear it. Doctors don't distinguish between men and women. I'm saving people..."

Ye Feng seemed to have figured something out, and said firmly: "You can't just ignore death and don't save people. Although there are some ways to save people... But I don't care about that much. I'm saving people!"

When the voice fell to the ground, Ye Feng walked towards the bed...

Chen Han didn't yell like an ordinary woman, but curled up a pair of jade legs, like a helpless child, lowered his head deeply, and a series of teardrops hung all over his face.

The next moment, Chen Han's hand seemed to have touched something, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be a crescent-shaped jade pendant.