You Are Strong But It’s Mine Now

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With a creak, the door of the gynecological clinic was pushed open.

"Minghong!"

Yin Minghong, who was holding his left shoulder, was taken aback for a moment. He saw the heroic girl in a **** shirt and asked in surprise, "Qingmei, aren't you at home, why are you here?"

Mu Qing raised her eyebrows: "I knew that Jing Zhengwei's call for you to go out is definitely not a good thing, and if you are injured, you will definitely not go home to deal with it. Sure enough, I am waiting for you here with Sister Hong!"

Mu Qingmei was a brother and sister who grew up with Yin Minghong. More than ten years ago, slavery prevailed. When the class struggle between the Chamber of Commerce and the workers was at its most intense, riots and repression occurred one after another, so there were not a few broken families. Displaced children like them will almost always live in groups, like Magnolia and Black Flag.

However, they were lucky, and they met the cadres who were placed in Xuanzhu County to test the operation at that time in Bai Ye. Under the care of White Night Walkers, they successfully learned knowledge and grew up, and they all naturally joined White Night when they grew up.

When Yin Minghong listened to the conversation between Bai Yulan and the others, a thought suddenly popped up: "If Bai Yulan and the others had met Bai Ye, would everything have been different? ’

But Yin Minghong also knows that in the land of silver and blood, their luck is actually a minority, and what they face is the reality that most people have to accept.

Unlike Yin Minghong, although Mu Qingmei is a girl, her fighting skills are the best among all young girls, and it is not an exaggeration to call her a genius. The organization had hoped that Mu Qingmei would go to Yanjing for further study many times before, but she was unwilling to leave and insisted on staying in Xuanzhu County.

But Bai Ye didn't give Mu Qingmei any position, only asked her to continue to improve her skills and hide her as a 'wang bomb'. Therefore, Mu Qingmei helped Yin Minghong to watch the house when she had nothing to do, and she lived a very leisurely life.

"I am injured, of course I have to come to the doctor..."

"I also know how to fight in interior scenes!" Mu Qing said with her eyebrows akimbo, "Although I didn't take the medical officer exam, my level is definitely better than that of the medical officer. Which cat in the family is not obedient to me? Yes, lie down and let me...you're seriously injured!?"

When Yin Minghong walked into the bright clinic from the night, Mu Qingmei could see clearly that his black clothes had turned dark red, and his left hand had a big crack, and blood was still dripping while they were talking.

Mu Qingmei suddenly became anxious, she wanted to touch him, but she didn't dare, her hands were vacillating at a loss, as if she was afraid that if he touched him, he would fall apart.

"Calm down, Qingmei, most of the blood on his body is not his." Wen Hong, who was wearing a white coat in the room, yawned lazily and said, "Don't come in yet, and throw your clothes into the trash. Bucket, it stinks."

Yin Minghong was a little stunned: "I can still wear this."

"Wear a fart, there are so many holes, you might as well not wear it if you wear it out. Others may pity you, a shirtless beggar, and give you a few money. The money you take to make up is enough for you to buy one. New. Could it be that you want to mend your clothes yourself? Or let Qingmei mend it for you?"

Mu Qing's eyebrows patted her chest, swaying slightly, and said confidently, "I can mend clothes!"

"You can go to the dock to carry a few sandbags during your sewing time, and the money you make is enough to buy a new set of clothes for this little white face!" Wen Hong said angrily: "Take off your clothes and go in and lie down, man, old dog. You can't be afraid of this little pain, can you?"

"What a little white face, Minghong looks so dark..." Mu Qingmei mumbled a few words, seeing Yin Minghong taking off his coat, 'moved' into the room with a cold sweat on his face, and quickly helped him to lie down on the operating bed.

Wen Hong turned on the phototherapy lamp and put on gloves, glanced at Yin Minghong's injury, and frowned slightly: "There are major wounds on his left arm, chest, and abdomen... Jing Zhengwei doesn't even let men go now? Is he abused so hard? "

"No... it's all battle wounds."

"It's strange, you can still fight so hard in Xuanzhu County... Do you want to drink boiling sleep soup?"

"If I don't drink, I can't sleep now." Yin Minghong took a deep breath and relaxed his muscles: "I haven't sorted out tonight's records... If I forget important information, it will be bad."

"Then hold back." Wen Hong's hands burst with warm light, rubbing against Yin Minghong's wound. Mu Qingmei watched anxiously from the side, but didn't bother them without saying a word.

"Tell me about what happened tonight, and I can record it for you if you faint in pain later."

Yin Minghong nodded and explained what happened after he got into Jing Zhengwei's car. Through recollection and narrative, the pain of light therapy also seems to be lessened.

Wen Hong listened carefully, and when Yin Minghong finished speaking, she asked, "So your injury is..."

"Heiqi, Baolong, and Mr. Wu were injured when they fought." Yin Minghong said here, just when Wenhong pressed hard, he suddenly took a breath: "Heiqi and Baolong are naturally very strong. , but to my surprise, Mr. Wu, the old guy who is about to go into the ground, is the most insidious. The Hidden Sword Foot Knife he suddenly used caused Midelisang and I to be slightly injured. "

"What about the fleet?"

"Afterwards, Jing Zhengwei looked at the real account book and picked out a few crew members who often 'damaged' the goods and killed them. The other crew members got half of their wages back, but the fleet will continue to operate. The crew members still have half a month to rest. Zhengwei will arrange for a new captain."

"What about the slave trade?"

"I didn't say it, but he shouldn't plan to continue."

While rubbing Yin Minghong's flesh and blood back, Wen Hong pondered, "Jing Zhengwei's behavior... is very strange."

"Yeah, I think it's weird too." Yin Minghong devoted all his energy to thinking, trying to resist the pain in his body: "Since he just wants to get rid of a few captains instead of destroying the fleet, why does he punish the crew members? He obviously doesn't want to continue the slave trade, so why would he kill the crew members who had 'damaged' the cargo? Doesn't he know that this will make the crew members separate from him?"

Wen Hong shook her head thoughtfully: "No, you are logical, but in fact those crew members have been bewitched by Hei Qi and others for so long, it is impossible for them to be bought by Jing Zhengwei, unless Jing Zhengwei is willing to continue to let them carry on. The slave trade made a lot of money."

"Since he can't win over with favors, why not use thunder to deter him? And doing so can also show his determination. Even if he is known by Yinxue later, Jing Zhengwei can easily wash away his relationship."

"However," Wen Hong said, "Jing Zhengwei is still very strange."

"Yeah, it's so strange. I still can't understand why he refused Bai Yulan's suggestion." Yin Minghong said, "Could it be that Jing Zhengwei's 'secret army' has other information that pointed out that Bai Yulan Is this person or his plans untrustworthy?"

He couldn't come to a conclusion after thinking about it, and sighed: "The water in the Jing family is still too deep. I only know that Jing Zhengwei still has such a secret power... We should pay more attention."

Wen Hong nodded: "The water in the Jing family is very deep, and there are many monsters and monsters in it, but everyone can drink its water... Bai Ye's intention is to let you continue to lurk under Jing Zhengwei's hands."

At this time, Mu Qingmei, who had been listening to the side and couldn't speak, finally couldn't help but say: "Is there a possibility that Jing Zhengwei is actually a good person, and he is morally unacceptable to the slave trade, so he refuses the white Yulan, get rid of the captain and kill those crew members?"

Wen Hong and Yin Minghong were startled at the same time, and looked at Mu Qingmei with disbelief.

After a while, Wen Hong turned her face to cover her mouth, her shoulders trembled slightly, but Yin Minghong couldn't hold back her mouth, and with a puff, her wounds split open with laughter:

"Hahaha Qingmei you, you suddenly said such a thing, I don't know if you are sarcastic or really stupid... Hahahahaha, it hurts, I cracked!"

Mu Qingmei sat down angrily and stopped talking. Wen Hong seemed to have stopped her smile and continued to treat Yin Minghong: "By the way, the assassin has already sent a letter."

Yin Minghong was not in the mood to laugh anymore and sighed: "But Yanjing hasn't replied yet..."

"Don't worry, the assassins agreed to meet in three days, and we still have time."

"Three days later?" Yin Minghong was stunned for a moment and frowned: "I thought he was a more impatient person. If the time is set in three days... that means he is not convenient these days."

"I didn't find any sightings of the white-haired man either."

"Normal, how can people like them let others see their characteristics."

"Okay." Wen Hong took a step back and turned off the phototherapy lamp: "Don't move around in the sun these two days, and eat less spicy food."

Mu Qingmei asked curiously, "Is there such a thing as not being able to eat spicy food?"

Wen Hong nodded: "The excretion time is too long after eating spicy food, which may cause the wound to burst... By the way, a newcomer has come to my side recently. Although he has only mastered a little bit of Lingxu's tactics, he is very good at executing it in outer cities. Follow up on surveillance missions, even willing to carry out assassinations, you have a mission to entrust him with.”

"Really!?" Yin Minghong sat up with a look of joy. This is probably the best news he has heard in the past few days. He really lacks a trusted helper.

But he immediately asked in doubt: "Isn't it my turn to be such a good helper? Don't other White Nightwalkers have higher priority than me?"

A person like Yin Minghong, who is already a cadre of the Jing family, has a very low priority in Bai Ye's resource tilt-because it is too difficult for him to go further. After all, even if Jing Zhengwei dies, he will not be able to take the position , unless he has a father-son relationship with Jing Zhengwei.

Therefore, the White Night Branch will devote resources to the bottom-level White Night Walkers in other chambers of commerce, and strive to bring them closer to the core of power, and then weave a net of heaven and earth hidden under the eyes of the Silver Blood Society, increasing the possibility of subverting the Silver Blood Society.

Wen Hong shrugged: "This newcomer especially hopes to work under you, and Bai Ye can only respect his wishes."

Yin Minghong was not happy when he heard this, but felt strange: "Why? Does he know me?"

"He didn't know you before, but he felt that supporting you would achieve his goals."

"His purpose is related to me?" Yin Minghong felt very strange.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, three long and one short, Wen Hong said with a smile: "As expected, I don't talk about people during the day and don't talk about ghosts at night. As soon as I mentioned him, he came, let's see you."

"But his purpose is really related to you, because he and the Jing family... To be exact, he has a grudge against Jing Zhengwei."

Wen Hong went out to open the door, and a moment later brought a young man who was completely hidden under a black cloak.

He bent down slightly and greeted respectfully, "I have seen Mr. Thorn, Miss Flower Thorn. I'm Bai Ye's new operator, codenamed Frost Thorn."

After greeting, Yin Minghong asked directly, "Do you have a grudge against Jing Zhengwei?"

"An inexorable hatred."

"Can you talk about it? I'm just asking, it doesn't affect my evaluation of you, if it's inconvenient—"

"There's nothing to hide." The young man took off his hood, revealing a handsome and haggard face: "Ten days ago, I was actually just a servant in Jing Zhengwei's mansion."

"At that time, my name was Rong Yao."

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Early the next morning ~www.novelmt.com~ Jingfu drove out three cars.

Le Yu sat in the middle car, Li Sang was driving, the co-pilot sat Mi Die, and he and Qing Lan sat in the back seat.

After Le Yu got into the car, he kept sighing and gloomy. Qing Lan, who was drinking coconut milk, couldn't help but approached him and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, are you not happy when you return to Jingyuan today?"

Le Yu glanced at her, not wanting to answer.

In fact, Jing Zhengwei has no reason to be unhappy.

But it's different for Le Yu-

After all, in Jing Garden, there is a Jing Zhengwei who is a 'father' in name, blood, and even interests.

So annoying, am I going to hand over my first dad today?