[Real identity: Senior student at Shangnan High School, hurricane academy-combat order-reserve candidate.]
Late at night, 4 o'clock in the morning.
At the Shangnan base headquarters, a middle-aged soldier with gray hair and a calm attitude put down his tablet computer and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table with a gold star on his shoulder.
He is the commander of the Shangnan garrison, Major General Yang Ling.
After a few seconds, Yang Ling suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Kun, who was as straight as a flagpole.
"This strength data... is showing off your muscles to our Shangnan base, what an interesting little guy."
"Did you mention any other requirements?"
"There are no other requirements." A rather strange look flashed across Yu Kun's face, "I only mentioned one thing, which is to apply to replace the villa in the dome area awarded to the Eighth Realm Warriors with two sets of 230 square meters of flat-floor units in the blue area.
Residential."
"Oh, what's the reason?"
"My neighbor is a close friend from my father's generation. I repay him by taking care of his family."
"Is there nothing else?"
"No."
"Who is his neighbor?"
"There are no detailed files on the people in the red-brown area. However, some information can be found through the City Administration Bureau. Tang Hui came to Shangnan City at the same time as General Lu Ze's family 15 years ago. Now he makes a living by opening a machine repair shop. He has a daughter, Tang Yingqi.
, currently studying at Lingcheng A-level Liuguang College."
"Well, remember one principle. If we can help, we must help. If we can't help, we must try our best to help."
"This is the only Eighth Realm general who has joined the Shangnan Military Region in the past three years."
"Let's not talk about General Lu Ze's personal strength. Even if he spends a lot of money to buy horse bones, he must set up this benchmark. This is an order, do you hear it?"
"yes!"
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1 hour ago, the 4th basement floor of Yuanhang Building.
After Yu Kun and others left, Lu Ze, Wang Chuxiong, Mu She, and Niuxian faced each other.
"You should have only received one mission, and this mission is related to me. Do you know whether what I said is right or not?"
"That's right." The uneasy feeling in Wang Chuxiong's heart became stronger and stronger. He always felt that there was something in Lu Ze's words. Looking back at the other two people, he found something wrong. Could it be that General Lu Ze's arrival had a hidden agenda?
"So, Uncle Tang, who also has the strength of the Eighth Realm Warrior, is not within your mission."
"What!" Wang Chuxiong stood up suddenly, feeling as if someone had hit him hard with a hammer. However, when he stood up, he saw a trace of embarrassment on the faces of Niu Zhang and Mu She at the same time.
These two bastards didn't even report such a thing to him!
"I don't blame them. After all, they never had a chance after they came back."
"Uncle Tang and my family are family friends. For special reasons, he has always been secretly protecting our family."
Hearing these words, the corners of Wang Chuxiong's mouth twitched, and the look in his eyes clearly said to Lu Ze - you also need someone to protect you!?
"As far as I know, the Special Operations Division has the authority to handle related matters independently, so I would like to ask Captain Wang to contact Tang Hui without revealing my identity, to show goodwill and no intention to disturb. At the same time, in your
Within your authority, just ignore this reclusive Eighth Realm warrior."
"In exchange, I owe you a favor." Lu Ze said calmly.
Wang Chuxiong, Niu Zhang, and Mu She raised their heads at the same time, with shock in their eyes.
This matter seems complicated, and it seems to involve not reporting the matter, but in fact it is just a small matter that the 7th Special Operations Branch has independent authority.
There has never been any regulation in the Shangnan Military Region requiring the reporting of information about generals from the Eighth Realm!
If you agree, you can easily get a promise from the Eighth Realm Warrior.
Even if he doesn't agree, if he really makes this matter clear, the Shangnan Military Region will never veto it based on Lu Ze's reputation as a newly promoted eight-level general.
In contrast, how could this huge profit not make a few people excited?
"Since the Marine General said it, there's no need to negotiate a deal, it's just a matter of effort."
"This is your trust in me, Wang Chuxiong."
"Thank you very much." Lu Ze extended his right hand in a friendly manner, "When Colonel Yu Kun left just now, he mentioned that he could choose a disguised identity for the public. I wonder if Captain Wang would welcome me as a special operations team member?"
Wang Chuxiong’s face was actually filled with surprise this time!
His face turned red, and he never expected that the other party would give such a big gift after he promised.
This is incredible. With Lu Ze joining in, who would dare to say that his seventh action department is at the bottom!
"Hahaha, we must sweep up the couch to welcome him!"
A majestic laughter burst out, and the two arms held each other powerfully.
The atmosphere in the conference room was warm.
In a single apartment seven walls away, on a cute pink bed, Hezi, wearing cute rabbit pajamas, turned over with the quilt in his arms, chirping, not knowing what he thought of, and a happy smile on his face.
Then he chuckled with his eyes closed.
She had no idea that the long-legged demon king who had caused a huge psychological shadow to her had now officially become her teammate.
And that long-legged demon king treated her...
I am very interested in inventions.
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Early the next morning, Lu Ze said goodbye to his family as usual, then picked up a schoolbag and went out leisurely.
The weather is clear and the sun is shining brightly.
When Lu Ze walked down the stairs, a sound sounded from the side as promised——
"You brat, go on!"
Lu Ze turned around and saw a packet of breakfast coming towards him accurately.
Reaching out to take it, Lu Ze looked at the muscular man holding a cigarette and fried dough sticks, and waved his hand happily.
"Thanks, uncle!"
"Let's go, the exam is about to take place. I will tailor-make breakfast for you in the past ten days."
"Back then, your sister Yingqi was admitted to the A-level college after eating my uncle's breakfast." Tang Hui said proudly, letting the aunts around him cast envious glances.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Then I must pass the exam, otherwise I will be sorry for your breakfast." Lu Ze raised his breakfast and said with a grin.
"Okay, don't follow Uncle, let's go quickly." Tang Hui waved his hand impatiently to signal Lu Ze to leave quickly.
The two of them finished their daily morning routine, and Lu Ze left with light steps.
Tang Hui continued to whistle and fry fried dough sticks leisurely.
Ten minutes later, a Warrior MLK700 off-road vehicle suddenly stopped by the roadside.
Liu Gangdan, who was mixing pickles for the guests, couldn't help but whistle, "Hey, this is this year's new model, the closest all-terrain vehicle to a tank. It's a good thing that even the rich can't get."
The car door opened, and Wang Chuxiong walked out in a suit and leather suit. He took off his sunglasses and glanced around. His eyes fell on the most dazzling among the crowd, a middle-aged man who was so strong that he shone brightly, and strode away.
Tang Hui, on the other hand, stopped kneading the noodles for a moment, then twisted the fried dough sticks into twists and threw them away.
"Steel Egg, blow it up for me."
Tang Hui wiped his hands, walked towards Wang Chuxiong, and said with a smile: "The boss is so angry, do you want to have breakfast? Old techniques, no additives, really fried dough sticks."
Wang Chuxiong's footsteps paused, his heart beat heavily, and his face was reflected in the twitching of his cheeks and his silence.
And this expression, in the eyes of a certain middle-aged muscular man, was a bit provocative.
The person who came here is not good...
Tang Hui put away the smile on his face, and the aura of a philistine and ruffian filled the air, and said lightly:
"Looks like you're not here for breakfast."
"How new is this car that you plan to repair, boss?"
In the motorcycle shop, Gangdan, Xiaosi and several apprentices kept their hands unchanged, but they all looked up indifferently at the shiny new MLK700 off-road vehicle.
Wang Chuxiong's vest was soaked with cold sweat.
He dared not speak.
Being called "boss" by an Eighth Realm warrior, asking if he would like to eat or if he would repair his car?
Does he dare to speak randomly?
Does he dare!
Please forgive me. He has never encountered such a scene in his life.
However, as the shirtless man with a figure as big as a rhinoceros came closer and closer, Wang Chuxiong's face became increasingly ugly.
The time has come when a decision must be made!
He said something out of nowhere.
"A bowl of soy milk, three fried dough sticks, and a plate of pickles. Thank you, boss."
