"I..." Ma Xiaoyao clenched his fists tightly, and his forehead was covered with veins. He looked at Guan Yi, then turned to look at Han Yuanyuan who looked proud. His mood became very irritable, and he took a deep breath.
: "Sir, can I... have a few words with you alone?"
Guan Yi pondered for a moment: "If you have anything to say, just say it. Miss Han is not an outsider."
Hearing Guan Yi's reply, Han Yuanyuan, who was standing aside, suddenly showed a satisfied smile and said in her heart: This Guan Yi still gives himself a lot of face.
Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched fiercely: "Sir! There is one thing I have never told you... Li Ming and I have a deep grudge, a deep grudge that cannot be resolved!" At this point, Ma Xiaoyao gave a cold look.
Han Yuanyuan: "If I'm not wrong, this woman was called here by Li Ming, and she had no good intentions at all when she transferred her away..."
"presumptuous!"
Han Yuanyuan was furious. She pointed at Ma Xiaoyao's nose and cursed: "A little centurion actually dares to be rude to me! He simply doesn't know how to live or die!" At this point, Han Yuanyuan turned to look at Guan Yi, who had a gloomy face.
: "Lord Commander, is this how you manage your people?"
Guan Yi's mouth twitched slightly: "Ma Xiaoyao, apologize to Miss Han immediately!"
Ma Xiaoyao stood there with an ugly expression and did not move.
"boom!"
Guan Yi slapped the table hard: "What? I can't command you now?"
"...I'm sorry, I was a little impulsive when I spoke just now." Under Guan Yi's pressure, Ma Xiaoyao apologized to Han Yuanyuan, feeling aggrieved beyond words.
"Hmph!" Han Yuanyuan snorted softly: "Ma Xiaoyao, for the sake of Lord Qian Fu, I won't argue with you this time, but just listen to me and behave in front of me in the future. Don't dare to offend me again.
, I will never be lenient!"
"...Yes, I remember it." Ma Xiaoyao squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
"Master Qian Fu, can I take this person away now?" Han Yuanyuan turned to look at Guan Yi.
"This..." Guan Yi looked hesitant. After listening to Ma Xiaoyao's words, he began to hesitate... Ma Xiaoyao and Li Ming have a grudge? And Li Ming is Han Yuanyuan's husband... Han Yuanyuan transferred Ma Xiaoyao
It must be a bad intention to leave...
"I want to stay and work under you! Please help me, sir!" Ma Xiaoyao said sincerely.
"Master Qian Fu, don't you want to regret it?" Han Yuanyuan stared at Guan Yi and said slowly.
Guan Yi glanced at Han Yuanyuan and then at Ma Xiaoyao. He didn't know what to do for a moment...
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became serious.
a long time……
Guan Yi sighed softly: "Ma Xiaoyao, go back and clean up, and go with... Miss Han." Guan Yi finally gave up on Ma Xiaoyao. Guan Yi really admired Ma Xiaoyao, but Ma Xiaoyao was not important enough.
Let him spare no effort to maintain it.
Ma Xiaoyao's face suddenly turned ugly.
Han Yuanyuan showed a victorious smile: "I knew Lord Qian Fu would definitely make the right decision!" At this point, Han Yuanyuan glanced at Ma Xiaoyao provocatively: "What are you still standing here for? Why don't you hurry up and follow me?
Walk!"
Ma Xiaoyao thought a lot at this moment, and even thought of escaping... But he finally gave up the idea. This is the commander's camp, which is heavily guarded. Ma Xiaoyao can't break out with his strength.
what to do?
Do you really want to go with this woman?
Ma Xiaoyao raised his head and glanced at the expressionless Guan Yi: "Master Qian Fu, I respect you from the bottom of my heart, and I sincerely want to work under you... But... you don't value me... I just want to
Say one thing: I will prove with practical actions that giving up on me is the worst decision in your life!"
Guan Yi's face darkened: "Ma Xiaoyao, I seem to think too highly of myself."
"Whether I think too highly of myself... I'll tell you later." Having said this, Ma Xiaoyao turned to look at Han Yuanyuan: "Let's go, I'll go with you now!" Ma Xiaoyao thought about it a lot, but decided to follow Han Yuanyuan first.
Leave and wait for the opportunity.
After saying hello to Guan Yi, Han Yuanyuan led Ma Xiaoyao away.
Looking at Ma Xiaoyao's leaving figure, Guan Yi suddenly felt a surge of irritation in his heart, "Oh...it's such a pity for such a talented person."
…
After coming out of the hall, Ma Xiaoyao said to Han Yuanyuan: "Can you give me some time? I have to go back to my residence to pack my things..."
"What can you, an outsider, have? It's just a few clothes." Han Yuanyuan refused without mercy: "Come with me, there are plenty of clothes for you! I will never let you freeze!"
Ma Xiaoyao moved the corner of his mouth and wanted to argue a few words, but after seeing Han Yuanyuan's domineering demeanor, Ma Xiaoyao swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.
"Let's go." Han Yuanyuan waved impatiently, then turned around and strode away.
Ma Xiaoyao took a deep breath and raised his feet to follow him. At this time, a dozen big men appeared from all around, guarding Han Yuanyuan in the middle. Two of them followed Ma Xiaoyao, monitoring Ma Xiaoyao's every move.
Ma Xiaoyao's heart sank. With these big men watching, it was impossible for him to escape halfway.
That’s all, just take it one step at a time, there will be a road to the mountain!
…
Military station.
Meeting hall.
Xiong Kuohai sat on the chair, his brows furrowed, looking worried.
"Old Xiong, what's wrong with you?" Ding Chunming, the tenth captain, asked.
"I just got the news that the Centurion has been transferred." Xiong Kuohai said dullly.
"Transferred? Where did he transfer to?" Ding Chunming was shocked.
"The daughter of the general soldier is leaving. I heard that she is going to serve as a bodyguard for the daughter of the general soldier." Xiong Kuohai is quite well informed.
"What? Serve as a guard for the daughter of the general soldier?" Ding Chunming's eyes widened: "Old Xiong, are you kidding me?"
"Do you look at me like I'm joking?" Xiong Kuohai rolled his eyes.
"Damn!" Ding Chunming grinned: "Lord Centurion is really good at it. He was spotted by the daughter of the commander-in-chief without saying anything. His future future is limitless.
"You know shit!" Xiong Kuohai glared at Ding Chunming: "The centurion has a grudge against the daughter of the chief soldier... To be precise, he has a grudge against the husband of the daughter of the chief soldier. The daughter of the chief soldier transferred the centurion here.
, you have no good intentions at all!”
"Ah?" Ding Chunming was stunned: "Who did you hear about this?"
"The Centurion said it himself!" Xiong Kuohai sighed: "The Centurion... is in a worrying situation..."
"This... what should we do?" Ding Chunming said anxiously: "If the Centurion feels that he can't live anymore... maybe he will break the pot and expose all ten of us...
…”
Xiong Kuohai frowned: "Lord Centurion will not do this! I believe him!"
"Believe it or not!" Ding Chunming blushed anxiously and said, "People's hearts are the hardest thing to grasp. In the past, we were valuable, so Ma Xiaoyao kept us. Now that he can't even protect himself, how can he care about us?"
Huh?" As soon as he heard that Ma Xiaoyao had been transferred away by the daughter of the commander-in-chief, and that he still didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Ding Chunming's attitude immediately changed. He stopped calling him "sir" and called Ma Xiaoyao's name directly.
"Okay, shut up your bad mouth!" Xiong Kuohai pushed away his chair and stood up: "What's the use of being anxious? Ah? Do you have a solution?"
"I..." Ding Chunming was immediately stopped by the question. He really had no way to solve it.
"If you have no other choice, just shut up! From now on, just pray that Centurion will not betray you! Otherwise, you will just wait to be beheaded!" After saying this, Xiong Kuohai left angrily.
Already.
"Plop!"
Ding Chunming slumped on the chair, muttering in despair: "What should I do? What should I do..."
Compared to Ding Chunming, Xiong Kuohai is obviously much calmer because he trusts Ma Xiaoyao and knows that Ma Xiaoyao will not betray him... However, Xiong Kuohai is still a little depressed. Ma Xiaoyao has been transferred, and a new one will definitely be appointed from above.
Captain, when the time comes, Xiong Kuohai will have to build a relationship with the new centurion again... It's okay to build a good relationship, but if the relationship doesn't work well... it will be hard for Xiong Kuohai.
Sigh... I just want to live a peaceful life, but why is it so difficult?
…
General Military Mansion.
In the courtyard where the eldest lady lives.
Ma Xiaoyao stood under the tree and listened to the teachings of the eldest lady Han Yuanyuan.
Han Yuanyuan sat on a chair, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, sipping it gracefully. From beginning to end, Han Yuanyuan never looked at Ma Xiaoyao seriously: "Ma Xiaoyao, do you know why I transferred you to my side?"
"I don't know." Ma Xiaoyao replied in a deep voice.
"I don't know?" Han Yuanyuan smiled, but it was just a sneer: "You clearly know, but you say you don't know? You are clearly deceiving me? I, Han Yuanyuan, hate others deceiving me the most! Come on, give him ten military sticks!"
"Whizzing!"
Two guards rushed over from the side, pushed Ma Xiaoyao to the ground without any explanation, then picked up the heavy iron rod and began to execute him.
"Bang bang bang..."
Every time the stick is struck, a dull and harsh sound will be made.
Ma Xiaoyao has practiced the Angry Eyes King Kong, and has forged his body as hard as steel. Even if he received a ten-army stick, it would not be a serious problem. However, Ma Xiaoyao still pretended to be in pain, mainly to paralyze Han Yuanyuan. If Han Yuanyuan knew
Ma Xiaoyao has a strong body, and he may give an order to give Ma Xiaoyao a hundred military sticks. Ma Xiaoyao does not want to suffer such a crime.
Ten sticks and eight sticks can still be tolerated. If a hundred military sticks are directly used, Ma Xiaoyao will not be able to bear it even if he is made of iron. You must know that the sticks used for execution are all forged with pig iron and are solid. The executioner
He was still a fourth-level warrior, and each blow of his stick had a force of hundreds of kilograms. That was Ma Xiaoyao. If it had been anyone else, his body would have blossomed long ago.
After the Ten Army sticks were beaten, the two guards retreated to the side, while Ma Xiaoyao lay on the ground and hummed, but in fact it was all pretending.
