My Wife, The Ice Queen President - Chapter 146:
Chapter 146: Chapter 0146: Arrival of the Dragon Group (First Update)_1
In Yang Xiaoqiao’s memory, she had long categorized Ye Xiong as a lazy ne’er-do-well, so she was utterly flabbergasted when the instructor suddenly claimed he was a special forces instructor.
On one hand was the loathsome hoodlum she detested, and on the other, the special forces soldier she admired. How could these two identities coexist in the same person?
Could he have bought off Lu Long to act out this charade?
No sooner had this thought crossed her mind than she shook her head. Knowing Lu Long as she did, he was certainly not that kind of person. He had the backbone and pride of a special forces soldier deep in his bones; he would never collude with Ye Xiong for money to deceive her.
“He’s not a hoodlum, he’s a special forces soldier, and an even more formidable one than Lu Long?”
This thought was stubbornly fixed in her mind.
“He’s definitely not a hoodlum, he’s from the military…”
“Lu Long…”
Before he could finish, Ye Xiong already approached, cutting him off.
“Xiao Qiao, Xiao Yan, I’ve got something urgent to take care of, so I’ll have to leave first, we’ll talk later,” Ye Xiong said, then turned to Lu Long and added, “Lu She, watch your mouth.”
Having said that, he hurriedly left, as if there was some pressing matter.
After Ye Xiong was a fair distance away, Xiao Yan asked curiously, “Instructor Lu, you didn’t finish your sentence – who exactly is Xiao Qiao’s cousin?”
“I can’t say,” Lu Long said, shaking his head repeatedly.
“If you don’t tell, and we don’t tell, who would know?” Zhang Xiaoyan was extremely curious.
“He has his reasons for not allowing me to say. I have to go,” Lu Long replied, standing up and leaving in haste.
Yang Xiaoqiao harbored a secret in her heart.
Her father was an honest-to-goodness farmer who made a living by running a vegetable stall in the market. When she was young, her father often took her on his tricycle to set up the stall in the market.
Once, while selling fruit at the bus station, some hoodlums came to collect a “sanitation fee” of fifty bucks, which was essentially protection money. Her father hadn’t made twenty bucks that entire day and naturally refused to pay, resulting in a beating from those goons.
At that time, a man in military uniform appeared and chased the hoodlums away. He picked up the scattered fruit, went to buy medicinal liquor to help her father with his bruises, and in his eagerness to help, missed his transport.
From that time onwards, the glorious image of a soldier took root in Yang Xiaoqiao’s heart, stubbornly refusing to fade. She even secretly resolved to marry a resolute and valiant soldier in the future.
As for hoodlums, her abhorrence was even stronger.
The first time she met Ye Xiong, she had no good feelings for this major hooligan and could never have imagined that he was actually a soldier.
Her curiosity about this man, began to grow.
Ye Xiong drove to the police station.
Luo Weiwei hadn’t been very clear over the phone, but it seemed like a major event was about to unfold. Normally, he wouldn’t bother with such trivialities, but considering his relationship with Luo Weiwei, he rushed over immediately.
Upon entering the police station, Xiao Zhao was already waiting for him and approached in a hurry, “Everyone’s in the conference room waiting for you, so go quickly!”
“Conference room?” Ye Xiong was puzzled.
“Someone from Capital City is here; it seems something big will happen in Jiangnan in the next few days… You better go in, I can’t explain it all,” Xiao Zhao directed him towards the last room on the side, “The conference room is right over there.”
Ye Xiong walked over, knocked lightly on the door, and pushed it open to enter.
Inside sat more than a dozen people. Besides Chief Huang Weifu, Deputy Chief (Luo Weiwei’s father) Luo Guozhong, Luo Weiwei, and several other key figures of the police department, there were three unfamiliar faces.
Seeing Ye Xiong enter, one of the strangers with an arrogant demeanor said, “Chief Huang, is this the guy you were talking about?”
“Yes, his name is Ye Xiong. Luo Wei helped crack a child kidnapping case recently, and he played a significant role in it.”
Huang Weifu pointed to the three strangers and solemnly introduced them, “Ye Xiong, these three are here from Capital City. They are Dragon Claw Elites. They’ve come to lead the team this time, assisting our city bureau in cracking the child abduction case.”
Upon hearing Huang Weifu’s introduction, the three hundred Dragon Claw members raised their heads arrogantly.
“Dragon Claw, what a grand title,” Ye Xiong sneered.
The three Dragon Claw members, not detecting the mockery in his voice, laughed complacently.
The leader of the Dragon Claw members said, “I’ve heard you’re quite capable. From now on, you can do some menial work for me. When we need something, we’ll have you help out. I am the leader of the special squad, my name is Hong Tian, this male comrade is called Lu Yuan, and that woman is Zhu Fang. The three of us are in charge of the city of Jiangnan.”
Seeing his arrogant expression, Ye Xiong felt very uncomfortable.
In the past, the people of Dragon Group, whether it was the periphery Dragon Sourse or the core Dragon Soul, always conducted themselves with high-profile deeds but kept a low profile. All members followed Long Tianya’s style of discreet investigation and serving the people humbly.
Now that Long Tianya had been transferred, Dragon Group was renamed. Dragon Soul was changed to Dragon Scale, and Dragon Sourse was changed to Dragon Claw.
All hell broke loose with the damn renaming. With the attitude of just these three people, they would have been kicked out if this was the old Dragon Sourse.
Ye Xiong suppressed the urge to beat them up and sighed quietly to himself.
He had already left Dragon Soul, and Dragon Soul no longer existed, so there was no point in meddling in these matters anymore.
Besides, his identity was sensitive. If Dragon Claw found out he wasn’t dead, it was very likely they would learn that Long Tianya had given the heritage of Dragon Soul, the Divine Weapon Aloof, to him. That would only bring a heap of trouble.
“Sorry, I’ve never heard of Dragon Claw, and I don’t do menial work.” Ye Xiong stood up, his gaze shifting to Luo Weiwei as he smiled and said, “Weiwei, why didn’t you clarify on the phone? If I had known it was to meet some pointless people, I wouldn’t have rushed over in such a hurry.”
Luo Weiwei, who had spent a long time with Ye Xiong, knew his character well. She even saw anger in his eyes, which he was just holding back.
“I didn’t really want you to come over, it was Chief Huang who insisted on having you come…” Luo Weiwei said apologetically.
“It’s fine, you guys continue talking, I’m leaving.” After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he turned around and left without looking back.
Whoosh!
A figure instantly blocked his path.
Zhu Fang grabbed his collar and pushed him hard against the wall.
“You little punk, what do you think you are? Do you know who we are, daring to speak to us with that attitude?” Zhu Fang glared fiercely at him.
Zhu Fang was about one meter seventy, with a horse-like face, dark skin, and thin. She was the type of woman that even if she lay naked on a bed, a man would turn and run away.
Ye Xiong usually didn’t hit women, but her, she could hardly be considered a woman, right?
His fist clenched, a hint of red light shot from his eyes, his aura flaring.
Seeing Ye Xiong’s expression, Luo Weiwei was startled and quickly walked over, pulling Zhu Fang away as she urgently said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, his mood is a bit off.”
Seeing Luo Weiwei playing the mediator, Zhu Fang finally let go, glared fiercely at Ye Xiong, and snapped, “Don’t let me see you outside, or you’ll regret it.”
“Sorry, you guys go ahead with the meeting; I’ll work on his attitude.” Luo Weiwei said and then grabbed Ye Xiong’s hand, dragging him out.
Not until they had reached a secluded corner with no one around did Luo Weiwei ask, “Are you still angry?”
“I was pretty angry just now, but I’m much better now.”
“Knowing how to control your temper, that’s good,” Luo Weiwei praised.
“No, it’s because you’re holding my hand,” Ye Xiong said.
Luo Weiwei realized that her hand was being gently kneaded, and her face immediately darkened.
