After Lin Chengdong and others arrived at the Living Village, Lao Zhou was taken away by the three people who had just picked them up.

The car drove southeastward and drove about five or six kilometers before stopping at the door of a private house.

"What are you doing?" Lao Zhou was held by the two of them and asked nervously: "What does this mean?!"

The three of them ignored him and only took him indoors, tied him to a chair, and began to wipe his face with a wet towel.

Lao Zhou looked at the people in front of him and realized in his heart that they and Lin Chengdong were definitely not the same, but he didn't understand. The kidnappers were originally planning to kill him, so why did he hand him over to these people?

Was he fucking sold?

After the three of them wiped Lao Zhou's face, they took the camera and started taking pictures of him, and even took samples of his fingerprints.

...

It was past two o'clock in the morning.

The Military Supervision Branch of the First War Zone of 7 received a photo of Lao Zhou. The branch director was smoking a cigarette and sat in front of the computer and asked, "Have you seen it for the inside line of the fifth zone?"

"Look, no one knows him!" The officer shook his head.

The branch director pondered for a while: "Send the photos to the Special Military Information Office and ask Chen Jun's people to check in the EU area! After the northwest line opened fire, the EU area also frequently made moves. This person may not be from the fifth zone, otherwise our informant would not have any information."

"Okay!" the officer nodded.

...

Frontier areas.

Trucks with military flags were slowly driving to the southwest.

Li Zhan sat in the car and held the intercom and shouted: "It's too snowy on the road. Tell the front line to drive slowly. We are not in a hurry this time and don't cause an accident."

"receive!"

"Along the way, pass by the living village, each battalion disperses the convoys, and don't walk together, as it makes it buzzing and affects the rest of the local people!" Li Zhan gave another instruct.

"clear!"

"receive!"

“…!”

The troops set off and moved from the border to Sichuan Prefecture. Thousands of people and densely packed convoys marched together, and the scene was also spectacular.

...

There was nothing to say that night, and it was around 11 noon the next day.

Outside the fifth section, Urasuo, of the Pu army, sat in the military vehicle and waited for about ten minutes before he saw a convoy not far away.

Urasuo opened the car door and took the officer down to greet him.

The convoy driving over looked very complicated, with private armed forces hanging with local flags and armed off-road vehicles hanging with security company logos. There were more than 20 units, and they looked very imposing.

After the convoy stopped, an old man in his fifties took him out of the car and waved his hand with a smile: "Captain Pu, long time no see!"

"Hello, Chief Pu!" A bald middle-aged man also came over.

Pu Sheng looked at everyone and smiled, clasped his fists and said, "The two major companies and four major families in the Sichuan Prefecture area have all come, so it can be considered as giving me someone Pu's face! Thank you, thank you!"

"No, there is a family that has not come!" said the bald man lying in Urasu's ear.

Urasho was stunned: "Which family didn't come?"

"Ruan Family!"

"I see their car is behind." Urasuo pointed to the convoy and said.

"The people who come are fooling around and can't make a decision!" The bald man replied with a smile.

Pu Sheng glanced at the rear of the convoy again and said lightly: "Mr. Li set up a banquet in Yi City to welcome everyone. Let's not talk to here, let's go into the city together!"

After saying that, everyone got on the bus again and, under Urasuo's leadership, rushed to the city.

...

Ruan Ming, who had met Daya in Fengbei, whispered to his uncle, "Do I make this call?"

"Yes, if you hit me, you can communicate with me directly." Uncle nodded.

"Okay, I understand!" Ruan Ming stood up: "I'll go out and fight!"

"Um!"

A few minutes later, Ruan Ming walked outside the main building and sat on the front of the car and called Sha Yong.

"Hey? Brother Ruan Ming!"

"Haha, Chief Sha, what are you busy with?" Ruan Ming asked with a smile.

"I'm busy digging the land in Songjiang. Oh, we just came in. It's all the troubles everywhere!" Sha Yong asked with a smile. "What's wrong, Brother Ruan Ming, is there anything wrong with calling me?"

"There is an army in your 9th District to be stationed in the Sichuan Prefecture area, right?" Ruan Ming asked.

"Yes, it is the independent mixed brigade of the Second World War Zone, the unit that participated in the war on the Northwest Front before!" Sha Yong asked with some confusion: "What's wrong?"

"I would like to remind you that there are many narrow mountains in the Sichuan Prefecture area, and the road is not that easy to walk on." Ruan Ming said with a smile: "Before you come, it's best to be prepared!"

Sha Yong was stunned and immediately asked, "Brother Ruan Ming, have you heard any rumors?"

"Someone invited my uncle to the fifth area for tea today. He heard that the content on the table might have something to do with the garrison troops in the ninth area, so he made an excuse to push it." Ruan Ming said almost bluntly: "But some people in the Sichuan Prefecture area have all gone."

"Ah, then I understand!" Sha Yong nodded.

"Well, just have a question in your mind." Ruan Ming pointed out: "In terms of attitude, our Ruan family is still mainly in District 9, and in District 9, we only recognize the Sha family!"

"This is certain. Our Sha Ruan family is the Iron Alliance and Ruan Ming brothers!"

"Haha, that's it!"

"Good, good-grain!"

After a few greetings, the call ended.

Sha Yong stood on the streets of Xinyuan District. After pondering for a long time, he dialed a number for Shen Yin and explained Ruan Ming's words to him clearly.

"Ruan Ming called you directly?" Shen Yin asked after hearing this.

"Yes." Sha Yong nodded: "Why do you want to remind the Second World War Zone?"

"hehe."

Shen Yin smiled and said in a short speech: "There is no conclusive information, what are you reminding me? What's more, Lao Wu's Military Supervision Bureau is not much better than us? What do we do if we say too much? People in the Second World War Zone may think you are meddling in other people's business!"

When Sha Yong heard this, he understood what Shen Yin meant: "Then pretend not to know!"

"Yes, we can't even take care of Songjiang's affairs, so why bother with Sichuan Mansion?"

"Understood!"

"Okay, chat tonight!"

"Okay!" Sha Yong hung up the phone and frowned and looked at the phone screen: "Oh, don't offend Mr. Shen!"

The information that could have been learned in advance was suppressed by Sha Yong under the intervention of Shen Yin, and what was about to happen in Sichuan Mansion exceeded many people's expectations.

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon.

While Lee Chi-hoon was having a banquet for the people invited by Pu Sheng, a plane stopped at Yishi International Airport. Han Sanqian led Han Tong and slowly walked out of the cabin.

...

at the same time.
Chapter completed!