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Chapter 1184. Pure Men

"Let\'s go!" Afraid that they would continue to talk nonsense in the summer, Mei Er pulled up the summer and left. As for what the secret service agents would discuss after they left, she couldn\'t be bothered as long as she didn\'t overhear them.

However, Summer still said: "Yes, it\'s business. We\'re dating because of business."

Mei Er finally could not bear it and gave her a pinch in the summer. Unfortunately, this guy didn\'t know pain, so no matter how she pinch, it was useless.

She pinched him a few times, but didn\'t respond. She planned to retreat, but at this time, his hand was held back by Summer, making it impossible for him to retreat.

"Hey, let go of me!" Mei Er angrily whispered.

"Mei Er\'s wife, you took the initiative to pull me. You can\'t blame me!" Summer had an innocent look.

For a moment, Mei Er was speechless. This time, she felt like she had been wronged by the truth. It was because she was indeed the one who took the initiative to pull the summer out. This guy was simply pushing the boat with the current.

"I want to drive." After a while, Mei Er finally found an excuse.

"Mei Er\'s wife, we actually don\'t need to drive. We can just walk." Summer, however, refused to let go of Mei\'er. It had been a whole morning and he had finally gotten his hands on such a beautiful wife. Was it easy for him? How could he let go so quickly?

"Can\'t I like driving?" Mei Er was a little unhappy.

"Fine." Summer finally reluctantly let go of Mei Er\'s soft hand, but before she let go, she touched the back of her hand as if she was touching it.

Fortunately, Mei Er was already used to summer hooligans, so she didn\'t care too much about it. A few minutes later, she drove a Mercedes-Benz out of the base together with Xia Chen.

In the car, Xia Chen took the initiative to chat with Mei Er: "Mei Er\'s wife, who are we going to find?"

"He\'s called Zhu Yi, a legendary secret service agent of the dark group. Some people once thought that he was able to take over the position of the Dark Emperor, not you, the Dark Emperor, but your master, the Dark Emperor." "Actually, he wasn\'t called Zhu Yi before, because he had to fight for the top spot in everything else, so he changed his name to Zhu Yi. And after the disappearance of the Dark Emperor, for a long time, he fought with Uncle Zhao for the position of the secret team\'s top agent."

After pausing for a moment, Mei Er added, "Uncle Zhao is the previous leader of the Heaven Squad, Zhao Mingfeng."

In the past, Mei Er had always called Zhao Ming Feng team leader, but now that Mei Er was the team leader and the Dark Group was in the summer, Zhao Ming Feng being the vice team leader seemed a little strange, so they changed their way of addressing each other. This way, the relationship between Mei Er and Zhao Ming Feng seemed to be even closer.

"Oh, he\'s very hurt now?" Summer asked.

"He\'s been in a wheelchair for almost ten years." All these years, Uncle Zhao has always been very apologetic about this, and he has also thought of many ways to find a lot of doctors, but they have all been useless. Until now, Zhu Yi has given up on treating him, and I\'m worried that if he were to go directly to pick him up, he might not be willing to come over, so I\'ve asked you to personally come with me to find him. "

Speaking to this, Mei Er was worried and added, "His temper may not be too good right now. If he says something bad, then don\'t be angry. After sitting in a wheelchair for ten years, his temper will turn bad no matter how good he is."

"It\'s fine, as long as my wife is happy, I don\'t mind." Xia Chen casually said. He wasn\'t interested in this Zhu Yi. What he was interested in was that he was with Mei Er right now. All of this was just to make her happy.

Mei Er originally wanted to say that this was not her fault, but rather a part of Summer\'s responsibility. This guy was the leader of the Dark Group, and even though Zhu Yi had retired, he could still be considered one of Summer\'s subordinates.

It was just that, in the end, Mei Er did not say so, because she knew that this fellow had never taken the position of team leader of the Dark Group seriously. He had only become this team leader purely because of her and Mu Ha, and now, he was willing to interfere in this matter, and even more so because of her.

After driving for about half an hour, Mei Er finally arrived at her destination, a seemingly new courtyard house.

The two of them got out of the car and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. The gate was open, so they walked in without knocking. Then, they saw a person sitting on a wheelchair in the yard.

The courtyard was filled with alcohol, bottles were everywhere beside the wheelchair, it looked messy, and the person in the wheelchair also looked messy, his hair was very long and messy, like a woman who hadn\'t washed her hair in hundreds of years, but his beard was also very long, so it was obvious that he wasn\'t a woman. At this moment, he was holding half a bottle of wine in one hand, his eyes squinted, as though he was already asleep.

It was because of this that this person looked rather old, at least 50 to 60 years old. Combined with his messy appearance, it could be said that this person was truly worthy of his reputation as a bad old man.

However, it seemed like this rotten old man had already fallen asleep, but in the summer, when Mei Er and he were less than 3 meters away from him, he suddenly said, "Tell that stinking woman to divorce her husband. Fine, she wants to cheat my money, but there\'s no way, by the way, tell her that father\'s money is given by the country, even if I burn it, I won\'t give her a face!"

Mei Er blanked out for a moment, but Xia Xia instead felt a little strange: "Mei Er\'s wife, is he that Zhu Yi?"

"Yes, that\'s him." Mei Er nodded.

"Are you sure that his leg is broken, and not his brain as well?" Summer looked at Zhu Yi, "Why does he sound so weird when he\'s talking?"

"I\'m not too sure either. Actually, I haven\'t asked about his situation in a while." Mei Er whispered. Then, she looked at Zhu Yi and raised her voice slightly. "Captain Zhu, we are from the Dark Group."

Zhu Yi was once the captain of a team, that\'s why Mei Er called him that.

"Dark Group?" He looked at the summer sun for a moment, then his gaze landed on Mei Er, "Oh, you little girl, I have a good impression of you, you are the little girl that Zhao Mingfeng picked up from the trash heap, right? What do you think your name is, Mei Er? "

"Yes, I am Mei Er." Mei Er nodded, "Captain Zhu, we are here to help you."

"Help me? What? Don\'t tell me you know about my divorce from that woman? I don\'t need your help in such a shameful matter. Also, although I can only sit in a wheelchair, it\'s still very easy for me to take care of that woman. " Although Zhu Yi\'s mouth was filled with the smell of alcohol, he was clearly quite clear-headed and his speech was quite fast. He did not stop at all.

"You have a wife too?" At this time in the summer, he said, "If you can only sit in a wheelchair, what\'s the point of finding a wife?"

"Kid, who are you? Is there anyone who would say that? I can only sit in a wheelchair, so what? Even if I, Zhu Yi, can only sit in a wheelchair, I\'m still a man made of iron. Zhu Yi looked at summer with dissatisfaction.

"Pure man? "Oh, the little demoness\'s wife told me before that it was Brother Chun." Summer said casually.

"Pfft!" Zhu Yi just took a sip of his wine and spat it out this time. He then scolded Summer, "Damn brat, do you owe me a slap? Which Brother Chun? If you call me brother, then I\'m brother one. If you call me brother one, then I\'m brother one. "Even Zhao Mingfeng has to call me Big Brother Sound!"

"If it wasn\'t for the fact that I\'m afraid that my wife wouldn\'t be happy, I would have just beaten you up." Xia Zhi curled his lips, then turned around to look at Mei Er, "Mei Er my wife, tell this guy, if he wants to say something, I\'m the real number one in the group. If this guy is speaking nonsense, I\'ll fire him!"

"Kid, you haven\'t even grown all your hair yet …" Zhu Yi spat on the ground.

Just then, Mei Er spoke up. "Captain Zhu, it\'s summer. The current leader of the Dark Group."

Zhu Yi was instantly stunned. He swallowed the rest of his words and stared at the summer for a full thirty seconds before looking at Mei Er, "I say, little girl. Is Zhao Mingfeng dead or crippled? Otherwise, why did we find such a brat to be the leader of the Dark Group? "

"Mei Er, my wife, I really want to beat him up." Summer said again.

"He\'s already in a wheelchair, don\'t you think it\'s shameful to bully him?" Mei Er said snappily.

Before he could say anything in the summer, Zhu Yi was already dissatisfied. "Hey, little girl, that\'s not what you say. What do you mean you want to embarrass me by bullying me? So what if I\'m in a wheelchair? I can hit this kid until he begs for mercy even while sitting in a wheelchair … "

"Bam!" Summer suddenly slapped out her palm and it hit Zhu Yi\'s wheelchair. The wheelchair suddenly collapsed, and Zhu Yi, who was sitting on it, naturally fell to the ground without any suspense.

Mei Er was shocked and quickly shouted, "Hey, don\'t do anything rash!"

"Mei Er, my wife, don\'t worry. I won\'t bully a cripple." "I\'ll cure this old man first, then I\'ll beat him up again," Xia Xia said leisurely.

"Kid, who are you calling a cripple? "I am not a cripple. Back then, when I was the leader, you were still in your mother\'s womb. Let me tell you …" Zhu Yi was furious. He picked up the bottle and wanted to smash it in the summer, but before he could even finish his sentence, he was unable to move or make a sound because the summer suddenly shot him with a needle.

"Can his leg still be cured?" Mei Er worriedly asked.

"Of course it can be cured." Xia replied, "Ma Er, don\'t worry my wife. I won\'t bully a cripple, so I won\'t beat him up right now."

After a pause, Xia Xia said, "I\'ll start with acupuncture this disabled old man. This old man\'s leg has been broken for almost ten years. If I want to completely recover, it will take a long time."

"How long will that take?" Mei Er could not help but ask.

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