"He is not only my brother-in-law, but also my grandfather's grandson-in-law. How many heads do you have to dare to shoot his grandson-in-law?" Song Yingjie wished he could snatch a gun from the guard next to him and press it directly on Colonel Wang's head. Fortunately, he was still a little rational.

"This... we are just doing our orders!" Colonel Wang knew that today's matter had completely collapsed, so he could only blame Zhao Dingguo for all the responsibilities and excuses. He himself did not have the courage to bear it, and he had no excuses to bear it.

"Okay! Act on order. I want to see how you act! You guys are just surrounding my brother-in-law like this. What are you going to do? If you have the ability, please continue!" Song Yingjie laughed anxiously, nodded, pointed at Colonel Wang's nose and said angrily.

Colonel Wang swallowed and smeared, but he really didn't know what to do. Now he was in a difficult situation. Did he just take people back like this? Isn't that obvious that he was wrong? The Song family just needs to make an excuse, should he do this? He is only in his 30s and is already a colonel. This is also extremely rare in the army. In time, maybe he has the chance to go to the next level, and will he be ruined here?

The poor Colonel Wang was still considering his future at this time. He didn't know that if Zhuo Yifan touched him, he might have to explain his whole family's life!

"You! I have protected my brother-in-law. I see who dares to move today. If these ungrateful wolves dare to move their guns, don't be polite and teach me a lesson!" This sentence was said by Song Yingjie to the group of inner guards he brought to. These inner guards are not ordinary people. They are all from ancient martial arts sects, either Shaolin, Wudang, and Qingcheng, and all have real skills in their hands. Of course, it is nothing to Zhuo Yifan, but it is different for these officers and soldiers, that is, there is another level of existence.

As soon as Song Yingjie said this, the dozen inner guards flashed to Zhuo Yifan. He protected the center and looked at the group of officers and soldiers with cold faces, as if they really wanted to carry out Song Yingjie's orders!

Colonel Wang was completely stunned. He was fucking against the central police and inner guards. He was full?

"Song... Master Song, I am also on orders. Why do you have to do this? Lieutenant General Zhao blames him, and it is hard for us to explain! Also, how could Mr. Song pull out Mr. Song's guards like this? If Mr. Song knows..." Colonel Wang still wants to reason with Song Yingjie. Although he can't move Zhuo Yifan today, he has to find a way to go. Another thing is that these old leaders' guards have always been protected by the old leaders in close proximity and will basically not leave at will. Even if it is a real □□, even Song Yingjie does not have the qualifications to mobilize these inner guards? Isn't this overstepping power?

"That's what I mean, I give him the right. Do you have any objections? Cough..." As soon as Colonel Wang finished speaking, the door of the extended red flag slowly opened, and an old voice came from the inside with a hint of anger. Although it was accompanied by a few light coughs, it did not lose the majesty of the superior. Then, an old man with a slightly thin body and gray hair came out of the car, and he was still leaning on a crutch in his hand.
Chapter completed!