The son-in-law of the female president

After the two left, Jiang Tong smiled.

"I really guessed right!"

Jiang Tong thought about it.

There are indeed some special departments in Huaguo. I am afraid that the establishment of such departments is aimed at warriors.

Not to mention Huajin and Hejin.

Guangguang, a vigorous master who has just stepped into the martial arts, has the ability to fight ten against one, comparable to the top special forces in the world.

This kind of person has supernatural power in his hands. Once he kills in the secular world, the ordinary police can't solve it at all.

Even if this martial artist is killed in the end, there will be huge casualties.

You must know that any case with a few casualties is considered a major case and must be reported in the newspapers.

No one can afford such a loss.

And as long as this martial artist penetrates into a populous metropolis and blends into the crowd.

The local people did not have the confidence and determination to fight a protracted battle with warriors in the streets and alleys of the city.

Therefore, the special department is to recruit warriors from all over the world. If any warriors cross the line, they will immediately besiege and kill them.

The two people who were hiding in the dark and watching just now were not only warriors, but also two martial arts masters.

It should be someone from Huaguo's special department.

Jiang Tong didn't want to care about it, but the two kept probing and offending them time and time again.

Jiang Tong just showed a hint of aura and almost tore them apart.

How can a cat or a dog spy on martial arts in this world?
It wasn't until the aura of the two martial arts masters disappeared that Jiang Tong turned and left.

……

Just arrived at the courtyard house.

There was an uninvited guest who sat under the locust tree and waited early.

Seeing Jiang Tong approaching, the man quickly got up, bent over and clasped his fists: "Huang Youqian has met the young master, Jiang Zhenren!"

Huang Youqin is the head of the Huang family.

Last time, because he listened to the Li family's propaganda, he made a move against Changxia Company, and was almost trampled by Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong showed a hint of surprise.

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Huang?"

Huang Youqin said respectfully: "Our family plans to hold a banquet and invite the young master to the banquet, I don't know..."

Jiang Tong thought briefly, nodded and said, "Okay."

After Huang Youqin told Jiang Tong the time and place, he left wisely without staying too long.

Jiang Tong didn't take this matter to heart.

The so-called banquets of several families are just to get close to please themselves.

If you want to rebuild Jinxiu in Jinling, you need the help of these local snakes. They can solve many things for Jiang Tong.

It's impossible for Jiang Tong to take care of anything, right?

So their existence saved Jiang Tong a lot of worry.

Not long after Huang Youqin left, he saw a slim figure slowly walking into the courtyard.

Jiang Tong raised his head and said with a smile, "You're here."

Wang Xiaoyun, who went back and forth, saw Jiang Tong again, with all kinds of feelings in his heart and complicated expressions.

The sight in the beautiful eyes became a little evasive.

It was only at this moment that Wang Xiaoyun realized how important the words "I am a friend of the little real person" really are.

Before that, she didn't understand what it means to be a big shot in the sky.

But after seeing He An, who was covering the sky with one hand in Weishui, descended to Lord He, he treated him respectfully and smiled flatteringly.

She vaguely understood it in her heart.

This is called Tongtian, and this is called a big man.

The leader of Jiangbei, the master of martial arts, the more he understands the meaning behind these two titles, the more awed Wang Xiaoyun feels.

Who would have thought that the little real person in charge of Jiangbei's underground world would actually live in this humble courtyard.

Looking at Wang Xiaoyun's appearance, Jiang Tong knew that after this girl went back, she should show the photo to the Weishui boss.

"Is your house okay?"

Jiang Tong asked.

Wang Xiaoyun nodded quickly: "Jiang... Brother Jiang, thank you."

Looking at Jiang Tong who was smiling but not smiling, she suddenly didn't know what to say.

From the moment she learned of Jiang Tong's identity, Wang Xiaoyun knew that from now on they were people from two worlds.

Even with friends, it's hard to go on.

Because when Wang Xiaoyun faced Jiang Tong in the future, no matter whether he was walking, sitting or lying down, he would subconsciously think that the man in front of him was as expensive as a dragon.

The sense of distance between the two is also revealed.

Just like an ordinary friend of yours suddenly transformed into a tens of billionaire.

When you get along with him in the future, you will become unnatural and even gradually alienate him.

Different identities, different circles.

This is the sense of awe!

Jiang Tong didn't take it to heart at all, and said calmly: "Xiaoyun, you are my friend, so you don't need to care about those etiquette."

Wang Xiaoyun smiled bitterly.

Jiang Tong didn't have the pretensions of Jiangbei leader at all, and he looked too casual.

Next to her ears, the warnings of her parents last night echoed vaguely.

"Xiaoyun, a person like that can fall in love with you and become your friend. You must cherish it and seize the opportunity when you go back."

This sentence was ambiguous, and the clever Wang Xiaoyun couldn't understand the meaning behind it.

Just seeing Jiang Tong's gaze made Wang Xiaoyun despair.

People at this level must be surrounded by many beauties, so how can they think of themselves.

Wang Xiaoyun dismissed the idea in her heart and tried her best to restore herself to the way she was before.

With a smile like a flower, he said, "Brother Jiang, I'll cook for you."

Jiang Tong smiled and nodded:

"Okay, the honey sauce duck you baked is very delicious."

Wang Xiaoyun lowered his head and ran to the kitchen.

She sighed deeply.

Although Jiang Tong recognized her as a friend from beginning to end.

But I also knew in my heart that this relationship of friends might be completely severed when Jiang Tong moved out of here one day.

How could it be possible for an existence in charge of Jiangbei to live in this small courtyard all his life.

An hour later.

Wang Xiaoyun and Jiang Tong were cooking in the courtyard around a stone table with a few home-cooked dishes on it.

A pot of old cellar.

Laojiao was brought by Wang Xiaoyun from Weishui, and her father specially asked her to give it to him as a gift from a big client when he was doing business.

"Brother Jiang, I don't know how to thank you."

Wang Xiaoyun blinked and helped Jiang Tong pour the wine.

Jiang Tong had nothing to do, filled his glass with wine, and said with a bright smile: "It's okay, this meal, I will treat it as your repayment."

Then he said meaningfully: "Xiaoyun, if you encounter any unsolvable things in the future, go find a woman named Director Xia."

"She'll help you with everything."

Jiang Tong explained.

Wang Xiaoyun was not only unhappy, but a little sad.

The more Jiang Tong explained, the more Wang Xiaoyun felt that the two would separate soon.

"Brother Jiang, are you leaving?"

Wang Xiaoyun smiled bitterly.

Jiang Tong nodded:

"I still have some things I haven't done, and some people haven't been killed. After such a long time, they have enjoyed what they should have enjoyed, and they have earned what they should have earned."

Jiang Tong's tone was light.

In Wang Xiaoyun's ears, no one doubted the murderous intent and determination behind these words.

She looked up:
"Which unlucky guy again, provoked Brother Jiang."

Jiang Tong smiled and said:
"Do you want to know?"

Wang Xiaoyun nodded curiously.

Next, Jiang Tong stood up and said word by word:

"The richest man in Jinling, the Shen family!"