It was not the first time Chen Leng was injured, and it would never be the last time. Fortunately, the medicine he carried was made by Mr. Chen himself. He had never stopped or stopped for so many years. Mr. Chen was always dispensing medicine, and every time Chen Leng returned, he would pack it and take it away. Looking back at that time, Mr. Chen deliberately cut off his fingers to scare the coachman and Cha Ye, and then take it on. How effective is that medicine?

Thinking of that time, I felt relieved. The coachman said that it was a decoration when squatting on the walking carriage.

Chen Leng's mouth curled and she let out a long breath of turbid air.

The general went, but the northern border was still northern border, and Daning was still Daning.

Mr. Chen said that Qiu Bu is the real husband overnight, and the little revenge has been avenged. General Zhebe, the black warrior who killed General Tieliuli, and Guobultie, who drugged the general, have been chopped off by him. So these days, people who came to the military post to see him are endless, but they are all tactfully persuaded back. It is not that Chen Leng is arrogant, but that they are sad and Chen Leng doesn't want to.

Great hatred is national hatred, and national hatred is for the future.

Northern Xinjiang is still as cold as ever, but fortunately, colder is stronger than heat. If it is the weather in southern Xinjiang, you should be more careful after being injured. The wound is very likely to be infected under the stuffy heat, and no matter how good the injury medicine is, it will become troublesome.

"Chan has no lid."

Chen Leng shouted, and Chen Ran immediately ran in from outside the door: "What's wrong?"

Chen Leng: "Although the room is warm, it's very stuffy. Please help me sit outside for a while."

Chen Ran shook his head: "So cold, why are you going out?"

“Battle the sun.”

Chen Leng became stubborn and Chen Ran had no choice but to help him out and sent someone to find a recliner to put it in the yard. After Chen Leng sat down, he held a thick quilt and covered it with Chen Leng, like Chen Leng's biological mother.

The northern border is cold, but the sun is good.

"I'll have to take a special leave for half a year after I go back."

Chen Leng asked Chen Ran: "Have you ever thought about anything to do?"

"Where is there still half a year? When you return to Chang'an, you will have three months to rest. You will have another two months to lie on your body... But it's just as good as that. Just hurry up on the way back, and we can celebrate the New Year in Chang'an City."

"You still didn't say what you wanted to do?"

"I said I wanted to go to the brothel, do you let me?"

"Have I ever refused?"

"hehe......"

Chen Leng sighed: "After this incident, I suddenly thought a lot. I have really restricted you too strictly. Who knows that we who are in the army will close our eyes and never open it again. If you want to go, go. The military pay you have received for your own lives is not an illegal thing."

Chen Ran laughed: "Look at you, why did you mention such an inappropriate thing on these serious days?"

Chen Leng laughed out loud: "One day is not a serious day."

Chen Leng said: "But remember the same thing."

"What."

"Don't take Wang Kuohai with you."

"You mean the big guy is too honest, don't mess with him?"

"No, for you, there is no harm without comparison."

Chen Ran reacted for a while before he realized what it meant. He glared at Chen coldly: "That is, the big guy is very talented... Last time we went to war, we were peeing in the wilderness halfway. We were comparing who could pee far. The big guy was shameless and had to come over and kick us away. Damn he was cheating, the turret is so high, of course he could hit far."

Chen sneered and hurt his wound: "But he is serious, you should find a woman when you go back to Chang'an this time."

Chen Ran shook his head: "I'm not in a hurry."

"Your father is anxious."

"He is anxious to find him and find me a stepmother."

"roll......"

Chen sneered and cursed, Chen Ran still said to himself: "I guess my father is too willing but not enough. Even if he wants to find me a stepmother, his waist will be too bad..."

Chen sneered: "When you go back, be careful of your father's dog-beating stick method."

Chen Ran shrank his neck: "By the way, have you ever drunk with the brothers in the North Xinjiang? Yesterday, a few brothers pulled me to drink. It was probably because you brought back the general's body and avenged them. I want to thank you, but you were hurt again, so I had to pull me away. The brothers in the North Xinjiang are really fierce to drink."

"How fierce?"

"There is a guy with a seven-character name. He said I couldn't remember it and I was fined one. I couldn't remember how many cups I drank and didn't remember those seven-character words."

Chen sneered and shook his head: "Your alcohol tolerance is too bad."

Chen Ran snorted: "It's the same for you to go. The brothers in the northern border took turns to toasting. If I couldn't remember the names of my brothers, I would be fined a drink. The ones in front were fine, but I was stunned when I stood up with the seven words in the end."

As he was talking, Wang Kuohai came in from outside and glanced out: "The street seems to be a little lively today."

Chen Leng frowned slightly when he heard this, but just thought subconsciously.

Over the years, in addition to Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen Ran and other brothers, there were countless assassins, Chen Leng felt that he would sometimes become nervous and would observe carefully wherever he went. At this time, he heard Wang Kuohai say that the streets outside were more lively than before, and he felt a little moved again.

Chen Ran was more flexible than Wang Kuohai. After hearing this, he stood up: "I'll go and have a look."

Chen Leng nodded: "Be careful."

Wang Kuohai asked: "What's wrong?"

Chen Leng said: "It should be nothing."

The young man from the restaurant opposite the military post found Sumihiko who was drinking, and said with a smile: "Master, something happened to our restaurant owner at home today, so he closed the door early. The boss said that this wine was considered to be his request to you, so he just thought it was a compensation."

Sumihiko nodded, took her eyes back from the opposite military post, and looked at the young man with a tilted head: "You are not Ningren, are you?"

"No, we all come from the Kingdom of Firesters."

"No wonder, I heard that the Kingdom of Hurricane is friendly and Daning. The people of Ning who go to your Kingdom of Hurricane will be treated generously. Is there anything wrong?"

"have."

The young man nodded quickly: "Master, look, do you want me to take you out?"

Sumihiko shook her head: "Are you sure there is this?"

The guy was also stunned for a moment and subconsciously touched his waist.

On the second floor of the restaurant, Cha Jiuliang summoned all his subordinates. More than 20 people were in the box on the second floor. He stood at the window and looked at the military post and closed the window. After sitting down, he lowered his voice and said, "We have been waiting for orders for so many years. Over time, we will inevitably become comfortable. But I know that everyone has never forgotten their responsibilities. You have sold meat in Hanhai City for three years, and he has sold wine in Hanhai City for five years. I also remember that you have been a coolie in Hanhai City for seven years... When it comes to comfort, I am the most comfortable. This restaurant has been open for nine years."

He was a little reluctant: "The comfortable life is about to go. There is a wounded general named Chen Leng in the military post. He issued a killing order from above."

Everyone was solemn.

“Tonight.”

Cha Jiuliang said: "After the matter is done, everyone will find a place to hide it themselves. If you have the opportunity to leave Hanhai City, leave quickly. I would like to advise you that you should not be persuaded. Don't go back to the north if you can. The life and death of these people are actually not important to them. If you go back, you will be interrogated and tortured. Surviving desperately will only prove your innocence."

He smiled bitterly.

Everyone was silent.

After a while, Cha Jiuliang said, "The two new vendors outside the door are also ours. They are staring at every move of the military post opposite. After dark, they are divided into three teams. One team rushed in from the front to attract Ning Jun's attention. The second team sneaked in from the back to kill people, and the third team supports them."

After Cha Jiuliang finished his order, he stood up: "Success or failure is life and death. If we can still leave alive, we will probably never see each other again. Take care of each other."

A knock sounded outside the door, which was very light and rhythmic.

Cha Jiuliang's face changed.

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open from outside. The young man stood at the door. Cha Jiuliang felt relieved: "Was that person gone?"

"No."

It was not the guy who spoke, but the person behind the guy.

The young man's body fell down softly, there was a blood hole in his waist, and a dagger was inserted on it, which was his.

Sumihiko slowly walked into the house and glanced at these people who seemed to have nothing to do with the world. They felt it was a little funny and angry. They also felt that these people were a little naive. Compared with murder skills, things other than murder skills, such as lurking, hiding, and layout, they were far inferior to Sumihiko.

"I'll sign up."

Sumihiko said lightly: "What you are going to kill Chen Leng in the opposite military post is right? I have wanted to kill him for a long time. It has been a year and a half, and it seems to be longer... I am more familiar with him than you, and know his weaknesses better. I want to kill him more than you, so."

He paused: "It's your turn to kill him?"

Sumihiro glanced at the knife that Cha Jiuliang had drawn out and sighed slightly: "No matter how he died, it's not your turn to those of you who came from Heiwu. Ningren killed him was a matter between Ningren, and you can't do it."

Half an hour later.

Chen Ran found something was wrong with the restaurant opposite. He suddenly closed the door, so he turned around and asked Chen Leng. Chen Leng asked him to take a few people to see the situation. Chen Ran summoned his personal soldiers to the opposite side of the street and pushed the door open and entered.

Soon Chen Ran came back, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

Chen Leng took the paper and looked at it. There were only a dozen words on it.

[Send you a gift, prepare your head for me to give me a gift.]

"There were almost thirty people who died on the other side, all of whom were killed with one knife. What's strange is that the fight is obviously very intense but no sound comes out."

"If those people were secret spies from Heiwu, how dare they make a sound?"

Chen Leng looked at the paper again and threw it into the stove.

"The word is so ugly."

Chen Ran was stunned for a moment: "Can't you be ugly than yours, right?"

Shen Leng: "..."
To be continued...