Tang Fei's words were so loud that they made the nearby rich man's ears numb and his heart trembled violently.
You are her father. But you don't care about her. You even beat her.
I am her brother. I will protect her like a territory. Because - she is my sister!
After leaving these words, Tang Fei ignored Tang Yan's father who was so angry that he was blowing his beard and staring. He led Tang Yan and strode out the door.
"stop!"
Colonel Wei suddenly rushed forward and blocked Tang Fei's path: "She beat ordinary citizens here and seriously endangered social security. The garrison has the right to detain her for forty-eight hours and then transfer her to her unit."
While he was talking, dozens of armed soldiers from the garrison rushed in from outside the hotel. With fierce arrogance, they swarmed towards Tang Fei like a torrent of ferocious beasts.
Tang Fei, on the other hand, just glanced indifferently at this group of colleagues who were also members of the first-level military unit.
After the soldiers stood firm, Tang Fei shouted angrily: "Who dares to touch the people protected by the Divine Corps!?"
Click, click, click!
As soon as he finished speaking, the dozens of soldiers from the Divine Corps who followed him pulled out the firearms from their waists. Their movements were uniform and vigorous. They were a hundred times more powerful than that group of soldiers from the garrison.
In the blink of an eye, two groups of soldiers from different units fell into a confrontation.
But it's obvious that the momentum here in the garrison is much different!
Who are they facing? He is the best super soldier in China, a top warrior who even the leaders at all levels will have splitting headaches when they hear his name. He is a national hero who has shed his blood and youth for the country!
Put together background?
How are they qualified to compete with the Divine Corps?
Fighting ability?
In a bare-handed fight, one of these warriors from the Divine Corps could beat ten of them!
Even if it’s a local connection—
joke!
The soldiers of the Divine Corps come from the special forces of the Zhengda Military Region across the country. Among the dozens of soldiers of the Divine Corps, several are from the 38th and 39th Group Army or the Yanjing Military Region Headquarters!
How to spell it?
This group of super soldiers were once the darlings of the bosses of the major military regions. Even if they are now forcibly absorbed by the Divine Corps, their friendship is probably not comparable to that of the soldiers in the garrison at the foot of the capital!
The confrontation is unfair!
There is no doubt about it!
Thumb thump.
A soldier of the Divine Corps with the rank of lieutenant strode out and walked towards a leading soldier in the garrison with a golden sword. Before he got close, the face of the soldier in the garrison was uncertain and extremely complicated.
"How dare you point a gun at me!?"
Snap!
He slapped the soldier in the garrison, causing blood to ooze from his mouth and nose. However, the soldier stamped his foot violently and did not show anger at all. Instead, he shouted loudly: "Good evening, company commander!"
This garrison soldier was originally a subordinate of the soldiers of the Divine Corps. Due to the subsequent transfer of positions and the company commander's entry into the Divine Corps, the two broke away. However, their former superiors and subordinates and their strong prestige made the garrison soldier admire and worship him very much.
Company Commander. Now that he was yelled at by this company commander, he immediately removed his weapon and greeted his old boss.
"You little bastard!" The company commander kicked his subordinate in the chest and abdomen again, and immediately kicked the subordinate away.
Many soldiers from the garrison nearby couldn't help but tremble in fear. Our leader is too cowardly, isn't he? Why didn't he fight back when he was beaten? Why call him company commander?
But - let them have a direct confrontation with the people of the Divine Corps. But no one has the courage.
After all, the Divine Corps is like a legend, weighing heavily on the heads of all the soldiers, making them unable to muster the courage to confront them head-on.
"Do you know who she is?" The company commander picked up the collar of his subordinate and cursed angrily. "Baicheng Suzaku! The frontline commander of the last bank robbery! In order to rescue the hostages, she was chopped no less than eight times.
!In the end, he threw himself on the hostage as a human shield, just to protect the hostage’s safety!"
"You want to arrest her!?"
"Are you a fucking soldier of China?!"
"How did I teach you in the first place!?
"Get out! Get back here!"
The soldier of the Divine Corps was hoarse and had a strong aura of violence coming out of his body.
He was one of the rescuers of the bank robbery. He witnessed Tang Yan's heroic actions with his own eyes. He was also a soldier of the Divine Corps who luckily climbed out from among the dead. Even if Tang Yan was not the captain's sister, he would never allow him to do anything for the people.
The country's great hero who shed blood and sweat was bullied and humiliated.
To humiliate Tang Yan is to humiliate the spirit of the Chinese army!
As a soldier of the Divine Corps, he would not allow this kind of thing to happen before his eyes!
The subordinate lowered his head and did not dare to challenge the company commander. But his eyes showed respect for Tang Yan.
He has heard about the Baicheng Bank robbery. It is said that the members of the special forces sacrificed more than ordinary hostages. It is not that they are not good at fighting, but that they are too brave and kind. They sacrificed their lives for the safety of the hostages.
.
Click!
The company commander pulled the safety of his pistol, pointed at the garrison soldiers blocking the road ahead, and said angrily: "Who the hell dares to block the way? I'll kill him with one shot!"
He gave the order, and the group of soldiers from the garrison moved out of the way with palpitations.
The appearance of the Divine Corps was unexpected by everyone. But at this moment, the military demeanor they displayed was indeed more vigorous and lively than the soldiers these rich and wealthy people had seen on a daily basis. It was as if they had returned to the era of the Anti-Japanese War, and it was like
In front of them was the chilling battlefield. Everyone's blood was boiling and their breathing was heavy.
Click, click, click!
When the soldiers of the Divine Corps saw the soldiers in the garrison giving way, they put away their firearms one after another.
Tang Fei turned around briefly, looked back at Chuhe solemnly with a pair of tiger eyes, stamped his feet in salute, and said loudly: "Thank you, instructor!"
"Thank you, instructor!"
The soldiers of the God Corps saluted in unison, and then left the luxurious dinner that did not belong to these passionate warriors.
Chu He returned the greeting, and only after all the soldiers from the Divine Corps had left did he slowly lower his arms.
After this battle, Tang Yan's parents naturally had no shame to stay. Uncle Li also led the people away angrily. Before leaving, he glared at Chu He fiercely, with a ferocious look as if he was settling a score. When Chu He saw this, he was
Shrugging and smiling.
He has lived such a long life and has never been afraid of trouble. He is only afraid that things are not big enough.
All the protagonists of the conflict left the venue, and the dinner resumed its singing and dancing, as if the conflict just now was just a passionate performance arranged by the organizer. Now that the performance was over, they naturally returned to their seats to drink and chat, and to obtain information about their trip.
Speaking of which, many economic media magazines have evaluated the annual China Chamber of Commerce Dinner. Some people commented that the dinner is an annual feast for wealthy people. Others praised it as the China Financial Summit. The most interesting and profound evaluation is
Definitely the sentence from Baicheng Daily: a financial news broadcast that only follows and reports on the business community.
Smart businessmen can analyze some high-level attitudes and national policies from the news that is closely related to their business in just a few minutes. Looking at the so-called China Financial Summit, if the tycoons at the dinner party can be careful
Point, think more thoroughly. It is far more effective than watching the news network for a year. This is why many businessmen from all over the world squeeze their heads to get a ticket for the Chamber of Commerce dinner every year.
There is no shortage of breaking insider information and information, but it requires highly accurate channels to obtain it.
Obviously, the Chamber of Commerce dinner in front of us is the best channel for China. At least it is the best channel for making money in business. Otherwise, there would not be a certain Chinese housekeeper who had no choice but to sigh, "It doesn't matter what the Prime Minister says about housing prices, it has to be."
The manager’s joke. This is half true and half false, but it also indirectly proves that when wealth is accumulated to a certain extent, it can influence financial trends and policies on a macro scale.
The predators at the top of the pyramid are like leaders in the political arena. Even if they encounter unprecedented changes one second, they can still talk and laugh with ease the next second. This requires the city government and also requires strong concentration. Chu
He Lue glanced at the scene. Except for a few wealthy women or socialites with subtle expressions on their faces, most of the VIPs had already joined their own social circles, engaging in mutually beneficial top-notch socializing.
When Chu He turned his head, he saw the robot aunt staring at him quietly. He couldn't help but rub his stiff cheeks and said awkwardly: "Is it too much to pretend?"
Empress Dowager Xiao shook her head lightly and said, "Let's take a seat."
If the Chinese Chamber of Commerce dinners in the past did not have a specific table for kings and queens, it will definitely appear this year. And it is not intentional, but the people sitting on that table are the top figures in the Chinese business world.
Empress Dowager Xiao in Baicheng, and Mrs. Xiao's grandson Chuhe who came out of nowhere.
Queen Zhuge of Yanjing, the third young master of the Fu family, and the eldest son Huangfu, who was once unparalleled in Yanjing and then sadly left Huangpu.
All of them are the top heavyweights in the Chinese business circle. Even a sneeze will be recorded by someone who is interested, and analyzed to see if there is any unknown purpose.
Ouyang Feifei has a very high status in Zhuge Villa, so she has a seat at this table. As the core organizer, Minister Qiao also took the seat after finishing all the reception work, as the only government representative at this table.
After a little calculation, this standard eight-person table has seven people seated. It seems a bit loose and not perfect enough.
In addition to having unparalleled luck, Minister Qiao is able to climb higher and higher in the officialdom. He also has extremely high attainments in observing words and expressions. As soon as he saw someone at the dinner table showing curiosity, he smiled and said: "
Someone asked me to keep the empty seat."
It is definitely not appropriate to only seat seven people at an eight-person table. Even if the wealthy people from remote places are placed at a table that is short of people, there will definitely not be such a big hole in tonight's star table. Qiao
The minister's explanation was reasonable and satisfied the curiosity of the heavyweights at the table.
only--
Who could be so dignified as to have Minister Qiao personally say hello and reserve a seat?
Chu He knew a little bit about the famous young masters in Baicheng, but he had a completely blank view of the division of power in Yanjing. Even Fu Qing and Huang Fiqi, two super young men with great reputations who were unstoppable, knew little about it, let alone Minister Qiao.
A latecomer who plays charades and half-heartedly?
"Is it possible that Shang Suxin has such a big air?" Fu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a half-smile.
Minister Qiao smiled and nodded lightly.
"Su Xin?" Chu He laughed dumbly. "Male or female?"
"Master Chu, you are the first man to doubt my gender."
As he spoke, a soft but very melodious baritone came from not far away.
