Chapter 284 Father, daughter, son, this family is all
Looking back on the past, Hou Wendong can only be thankful that the mistakes he made at that time did not lead to negative consequences.
My destiny is to turn a blind eye and take pity on myself secretly.
An unprecedented strong sense of guilt stirred in Hou Wendong's heart. He had not experienced this senseless emotion for many years.
Hou Wendong took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. His voice was full of sincerity and sincerity. It felt like he had regained his original intention and wanted to go back and be a good person again. He said:
"Ma Bin, you don't need to apologize. I should be grateful to you. You saved my life. No words are enough to express this. So don't call me Secretary Hou in the future. I should be older than you." You can call me Brother Hou from now on.”
There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and then Ma Bin's voice came through the phone, with a little embarrassment and panic:
"Hou, Secretary Hou, I'm used to calling you this. It's not that I don't appreciate your kindness. Secretary Hou, I understand your kindness, but I... I really have a hard time changing my words."
Hou Wendong imagined in his mind the picture of Ma Bin on the other end of the phone, his face red and stuttering. Not only was he not annoyed, but he felt more comfortable.
He laughed loudly, and his voice became bold:
It doesn't matter what you call me. The key is that from now on, you are my brother, Hou Wendong. If you have nothing to do, just come to me. I have something very important to discuss with you. . ”
"Okay, Secretary Hou, I'll be right over."
The voice on the phone sounded slightly excited, but in fact the expression on the other end of the phone was completely different.
Ma Bin hung up the phone with an indifferent expression, gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with his index finger, and curled up the corners of his mouth in an elusive and weird arc.
On the side, Ma Wei looked at his mouth and nose, his head lowered with his nose and heart in mind. He said nothing and had no expression on his face. He just secretly cursed in his heart:
"Secretary Hou is so brave. He actually wants Brother Bin to call him brother. Tsk tsk. Doesn't he know that the grass on the head of the last person who was called brother by Brother Bin has grown so tall?"
In Ma Wei's heart, the only person worthy of being called "big brother" by the evil-minded and ruthless Bin brother in front of him is the [Masked] boss.
Others can't touch a bit of porcelain.
Ma Wei sighed in his heart: "Forget it, wait until Xiaohou is included as a member of [Destiny]'s peripheral organization one day, Brother Wei, I will show mercy and teach him the principles of life."
Ma Wei had a strong premonition in his heart. He had a premonition that the day when Xiao Hou was completely tied to the pirate ship was not too far away. He just didn't know if the script Xiao Hou would get then would be the same as his own at that time. Is the one you took the same model?
Mawei’s sincere hope... is one!
Some people have been soaked in the rain, so they are willing to hold an umbrella to protect others;
There are also some people who tear apart other people’s umbrellas one by one because they have been caught in the rain;
There are even some people who have suffered from the rain themselves, but want to pick up a water gun and spray others from head to toe.
Unfortunately, Ma Wei does not belong to the first category; but fortunately, he does not belong to the second or third category either.
He is... the kind of person who uses high-pressure water cannons to replenish others... Well, do it twice!
As for which type Brother Bin and [Mask] belong to, well, it can only be said that they are both high ground that the current Mawei is far from reaching.
The elevator door slowly lowered and opened.
Feng Ju walked out with firm steps and stepped on the ground with his polished boots, making a crisp sound of "tap", "tap", "tap".
His metallic right arm was waving in his sleeves, making a hissing air flow through the fabric of his clothes, causing the patients and doctors in the hospital corridor to cast surprised and fearful glances. All he could see was a black metal fist protruding from his cuffs.
And behind the pitch-black fists were silver fists that also swung to the rhythm. They were uniform, as if they were mirror images of the black fists, reflecting silver shadows in the air. After Feng Ju successfully underwent transformation and was implanted with high-performance prosthetics, another batch of head catchers also completed similar transformation surgeries.
It's just that unlike Feng Ju's black hand, their prosthetic model is a little cheaper, and the surface is spray-painted with a silver luster.
Today, Feng Ju came to the hospital to welcome them after they recovered and were discharged.
They were the head catchers who were admitted to the hospital in the same batch as him. They were all attacked by [Masque], and their bodies suffered different physical disabilities. They were either missing arms or had broken legs. They should all have been disabled for the rest of their lives.
But now, they have all stood up again, restored to wholeness, and through transformation, they have been implanted with tyrannical power that they never dared to imagine before.
This is the greatness of technology and the kindness of the special commissioners. However, tracing back to the deeper reasons, their transformation and evolution today are actually all thanks to [Mask].
So, they took off their hospital clothes, changed back into the uniforms of the patrol room, divided into two lines, and followed Feng Ju closely. They wanted to follow the captain Feng Ju out of the hospital to find [Mask] to repay this kindness.
Yes, after Li Shan became the captain, Feng Ju was quickly promoted and became the captain.
The two captains are ranked in no particular order, and their levels are not differentiated. The only difference lies in the recommenders behind them.
The recommender behind Li Sheng was Du Ziteng, but he was already dead; the recommender behind Feng Ju was a special commissioner, but he was still alive and well.
Therefore, the wind direction inside the patrol room has changed slightly in the past two days. Although the number of arresters gathered around Feng Ju is smaller, probably only 1/2 of that of Li Shan, his majesty over the past two days has been faintly overshadowed. Passed by Li Sheng.
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Dong Ping felt the huge power transmitted by the mechanical prosthetic limbs. His pace unconsciously accelerated, followed closely behind Feng Ju, and murmured in a low voice:
"Captain Feng, that guy Li Sheng is really unlucky. Secretary Du, who promoted and admired him, just died, but he happened to rescue Secretary Hou and replaced him with a thicker leg. It's really..."
Feng Ju's expression remained unchanged, he squinted at the team members and said calmly:
"We don't need to worry about this. We just need to remember that the special commissioner has been kind to us, and then do everything the special commissioner tells us one by one. That's enough."
Dong Ping nodded and grinned:
"I know this. I'm not worried that Li Shan will block Captain Feng's way of being promoted to director in the future."
When Feng Ju heard the sound, a thick shadow flashed across his eyes, and he snorted coldly:
"As long as [Mask] can be caught, no one can stop us from moving forward, so don't think about these things all day long. Remember, Li Shan is not liked by the special commissioner because he thinks too much. .”
When Dong Ping saw that Feng Ju's expression had turned cold, he smiled and stopped continuing the topic:
"Captain Feng, you see clearly. The special correspondent has the strongest thigh. As long as we can successfully catch [Mask], Captain Feng's promotion will be just around the corner... Hey, Captain Feng, the one in front of you is looking at He looks like a boy from your family, right?”
Dong Ping's words paused slightly, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone. He raised his silver finger and pointed in the direction of the VVIP dedicated channel.
Feng Ju raised his eyebrows slightly and followed Dong Ping's hand. Sure enough, he saw three figures walking out of the wide VVIP corridor one after another.
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(End of chapter)