Zhou Yuxuan stared at Chu Tian, ​​waiting for an answer.

Chu Tian nodded solemnly and repeated: "That's right, two sets of keys!"

Zhou Yuxuan thought for a moment, and his eyes suddenly burst into light: "Is it the key to the shackles? The police station has special shackles to lock important prisoners or brutals. The shackles are made of fine steel and black iron. Without a special key, it is impossible to get rid of them. Could it be that the fat man gave the key to others?"

Chu Tian bit his lip and asked, "How many keys are there in the shackles?"

Zhou Yuxuan took a deep breath and said lightly: "Each pair of shackles has two sets of keys, one on me and the other on the police station. That is the spare key! Handcuffs and handcuffs. It is estimated that Fatty Wu gave the other party two sets of spare keys. It seems that the Zhulian Gang wants to save Peng Ran in the hospital. No, I want to strengthen the manpower."

Chu Tian waved his hand gently and said meaningfully:

"No, you can't send extra staff, but you also have to pretend that nothing is wrong. You even go back to the police station to work overtime now. The excuse is to thoroughly investigate the case that happened in the "Three Lives of Love" for me, so that Fatty Wu will not care about you and let the Zhulian Gang rescue Pang Ran!"

Zhou Yuxuan nodded slightly, but soon asked again: "I am not here, who will deal with them?"

Chu Tian shrugged his shoulders and lowered his voice and said, "I have a candidate, don't worry, I promise not to run away from Pang Ran. The world is really small. I didn't expect that I was injured and went to the hospital, and I was up and down with Pang Ran. I don't know if the Bamboo League Gang will kill me by the way? If so, the hospital will be lively tonight."

Zhou Yuxuan gave Chu Tian a blank look and said angrily: "You always seem to be afraid that the world will not be in chaos!"

Although the woman was smiling and scolding Chu Tian, ​​she carefully pulled a blanket for him.

Chu Tian leaned against the wide and warm rocking chair and replied lazily: "There's nothing I can do, it's boring. I just vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. You insisted that I stay in the hospital for observation. In fact, I can charge forward now and lead my brothers to pull out the stronghold of the Bamboo Alliance Gang! By the way, I will find Mu Chi to fight for three hundred rounds."

Seeing that Chu Tian was so active, Zhou Yuxuan turned into a majestic expression and said:

"Stop, you have to rest for two or three days. If you dare to walk around, I will send a police officer to guard you, so that you can't even leave the door. Okay, I'll go back to the police station to deal with the noon case first. Pangran, I'll give it to you!"

Chu Tian immediately shut up and shrank into the blanket like a loach.

Zhou Yuxuan's clear eyes reflected a somewhat lonely and calm face. In fact, if you only talk about appearance, Chu Tian is undoubtedly handsome. If you look closely, it will be a very delicious face that will not make people feel shocking at first sight, but it is like a peerless wine that can withstand people's savoring slowly.

It's more like an ancient sword that has been hidden for thousands of years.

Although it doesn't look extremely sharp, it can release dazzling light at the critical moment.

After Zhou Yuxuan left, Chu Tian called Yang Xuecai and lowered his voice for half an hour. Although he guessed that the Bamboo League Gang would come to rescue Pang Ran, he didn't know when it would come. At that moment, he could only let Yang Xuecai wait for the rabbit every night. In order to keep it a secret, Chu Tian also asked him not to leak the purpose to the team members.

After dealing with this matter, Yang Feiyang came in with a casserole.

A woman's beauty is likely to wither prematurely in the kitchen, but if it is for the sake of her beloved man, it has to be said to be a blessing. Therefore, although Yang Feiyang was stained with the faint smell of oil smoke, she smiled happily, put the casserole porridge on the table, lifted the lid and waited for it to cool down.

She patted her clothes and chuckled at Chu Tian, ​​"When the porridge is a little cold, I'll feed you again. I'll go change my clothes first!"

Chu Tian opened his eyes and responded playfully: "Do you want me to help you?"

Yang Feiyang's face turned red and he cursed with a hint of shyness: "What a little girl. Wolf! He is so sad that he is still lustful." After saying that, he quickly flashed into the inner room. This is the benefit of the special ward. Not only is the house big enough, but all living facilities are also complete, which is also the main reason why Chu Tian did not insist on being discharged from the hospital.

Not long after, Yang Feiyang walked out.

The charming beauty who had changed her clothes came in a seductive posture, dressed in a pretty outfit, a pair of orchid-bottomed Jiangnan cloth shoes, and her head covered with black hair was casually wrapped in a sandalwood bun, without any trace of rouge and vulgar pink, but her face was peerless. She looked at the city and the country was more beautiful than to know that the city was beautiful or the country was more beautiful than to have a beauty!

Chu Tian sighed softly in his heart, and a sense of happiness surged on his face.

A pot of porridge, a bowl, and a spoon were placed on the table.

The white porridge was boiled in the hospital kitchen, and some supplements were added to it, so it looked fragrant. The woman sat down next to Chu Tian, ​​stirring the hot white porridge with a spoon, and after the heat was dissipated, she spoke softly: "Shaoshou, come, drink the porridge, put some blood-enriching ingredients in it, and you will quickly recover after drinking it!"

"Don't worry, even if there is poison in the porridge, Chu Tian will be happy!"

Chu Tian smiled and opened his mouth, feeling the affection and sweetness.

I don’t know if it was the porridge that tasted good or Feiyang’s tender care. Chu Tian had finished drinking the porridge of the three of them. When Yang Feiyang wiped his mouth, he was already full and warm and wanted to sleep, but when he saw Yang Feiyang’s intoxicating face, he couldn’t stop holding her in his arms.

A sunset floated on Yang Feiyang's face, turning into dazzling and beautiful colors.

Chu Tian suddenly remembered the kiss she had mentioned in the evening, so he hugged her tightly on his body. Yang Feiyang's eyes closed slightly, his long and thin eyelashes were trembling slightly, his straight nose and rosy lips were opening, and the fragrant heat blew to Chu Tian's face, with an indescribable temptation.

"Young Marshal, this is the hospital!" the woman murmured to herself: "Don't be here..."

Chu Tian knew that sometimes there was a bit of machismo for women, and the effect would be better. So he bowed his head despite the struggle of the woman and kissed her seductive cherry lips. Yang Feiyang initially tried to struggle, but she was hugged tightly by Chu Tian and could not move, so he gradually gave up on struggle.

"Flying, bloody storm!" The man said softly: "Thank you for accompanying Chu Tian."

Attacked by Chu Tian's hot lips, Yang Feiyang felt as if he was in a dream at this time. When Chu Tian's tongue spread her lips, she had no intention of resisting. Chu Tian looked at Yang Feiyang, who was a little shy, and suddenly attacked again.

Thick lips sealed her wet, soft lips.

Yang Feiyang swung his face to both sides contradictoryly, trying to avoid Chu Tian's capture, but he was completely bitten by him. Chu Tian's tongue was moving in Yang Feiyang's mouth, sometimes entangled with her little tongue, and sometimes wandering along her smooth teeth.

The two people's mouths are inseparable.

Fearing that the worry of outsiders suddenly breaking in will make the kissing feel exciting and beautiful. Yang Feiyang suddenly felt that all the flowers bloomed, and he was like a happy butterfly, flying freely among the flowers, light and infinite. The two of them lingered their tongues, sucking each other and sucking each other, and never willing to separate again.

The two of them lingered for a long time until the sunset fell.

The night is filled with the air of early spring, and the temperature tonight is no longer as cool as before. The branches and leaves of the sycamore trees on the street are also slightly waving. The lights of the whole city are turning into beautiful brilliance at this moment. The southwest border is in a hazy fog, and it has an increasingly mysterious temperament.

As soon as the two of them returned to the room from the balcony, the door was gently knocked.

Yang Feiyang walked over in surprise. When he opened the door, he saw three middle-aged men standing at the door. The guy in the middle had a tower-like body. With his original domineering aura, he seemed to be quite heroic. Yang Feiyang glanced over and recognized that this person was Tang Dalong, and his heart instantly became alert.

Isn’t he in Hangzhou? Why did he come to Yunnan?

Tang Dalong did not walk into the room without restraint, but stared at Chu Tian and smiled: "Young Marshal, I came to find you all over the world, and finally found out that you were attacked and recuperated in the hospital. Which bastard injured you? Tell Tang Dalong that I sent someone to kill his whole family and dig up the tomb of his ancestors!"

This guy became more and more smooth, and Chu Tian was slightly amazed in his heart.

But he looked calm on the surface and spoke meaningfully: "Master Long, the Spring Festival has only been a few days, and he is still joking everywhere. If you don't stay in Hangzhou and see the broken bridge and snow, why did you come to Yunnan? Do you know that Chu Tian is alone and injured, and you want to take the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and avenge Hangzhou?"

Tang Dalong's face did not change at all when he was questioned by Chu Tian's hiding needles in his cotton.

He laughed loudly and shook his head and said, "Revenge? How dare Tang Dalong have this thought? Today, he can still stand here to talk to the young marshal and occupy half of Hangzhou's territory. It is already a blessing for Tang Dalong. As for revenge, it is already a cloud of clouds. I only want to be a fisherman by the river and live my life!"

Although Tang Dalong spoke extremely sincerely, Chu Tian did not believe it at all.

What kind of person is this guy? Chu Tian knew very well. He shot all his close friends in Yanzilou in the past, but this guy was still able to endure humiliation and stay in the capital, and then make a comeback from his own hands. Can a person with that hatred and scheming easily forget the past?

Chu Tian didn't believe it, he believed that Tang Dalong himself didn't believe it.

But now his power is at its peak, and it is difficult for a small half of Hangzhou to work. Otherwise, Tang Dalong would have bitten him back a long time ago. I don’t know what would happen if he would deal with Tang Dalong in the future? I narrowed my eyes slightly, and the corner of Chu Tian’s mouth subconsciously curled a curve that he might not know.

Thinking of this, Chu Tian spoke to Yang Feiyang: "Let Master Long come in and talk!"

Yang Feiyang nodded solemnly and flashed sideways beside him.

Tang Dalong smiled and walked towards the sofa in the room. He had just sat down and had not even poured the tea. The local hero sat upright and said to Chu Tian with a solemn face: "Young Marshal, Dalong originally prepared a generous gift to give it to the Young Marshal, but he was robbed by the Bamboo League Gang halfway!"

Chu Tian gathered his eyes slightly and smiled faintly: "Her Long has also taken over with the Zhulian Gang?"

He ignored the generous gifts and directly found some points to block Tang Dalong.

Tang Dalong exhaled a few breaths and nodded solemnly replied: "Yes, this gift should have been given to the Young Marshal before the Spring Festival, but because I was infected with a minor illness with cold for a few days, when I thought of it, the Young Marshal had already come to Yunnan to command the battle, so Dalong asked someone to fly to Yunnan to give it to the Young Marshal!"

Chu Tian was calm and asked softly: "Oh? Then why were he robbed by the Bamboo League?"

Although he was making up a lie, Tang Dalong's face was as calm as water: "It was all my subordinates who were stupid. They thought the young marshal was still in Xishuangbanna, so the convoy drove to Ningshui Garden, but was stopped by the Zhulian Gang. No matter how they claimed the young marshal, the other party took the gift and killed people to silence them!"

Chu Tian was of course half-believing and half-doubting about this guy.

After thinking a little, Chu Tian asked meaningfully: "I wonder what the gift Long Master gave Chu Tian is? He actually asked Mr. Long to fly from Hangzhou to Yunnan for processing?"

Tang Dalong's face became solemn, and he lowered his voice:

"That was the Seven Swords of the Warring States Period that I spent more than 200 million yuan to buy. I thought to myself that the only heroes in the world are the Young Marshal, so I wanted to give these seven short swords to the Young Marshal, which means that the Young Marshal will unite the world and dominate the underworld in the future. Who knew that something unexpected happened..."

Chu Tian didn't know what the Seven Swords of the Warring States Period were, but he was shocked to hear that it was worth 200 million.
Chapter completed!