Just as Shang Yan was charging into the battle and galloping wildly, fierce gunshots came from outside. At the same time, the phone also rang, shouting tirelessly.
Regardless of his adopted daughter's protest, Shang Yan stopped hastily, stretched out his arm to grab the microphone, and asked, "What's going on?"
The caller was his capable subordinate Aimeng, who said anxiously: "Back to the Commander-in-Chief, the Upper Realm Army and the Kang Wenqie Group have started fighting. Three to four hundred people have died, and the fight is still going on."
Shang Yan's face changed greatly, "These bastards are just fooling around. They are facing a powerful enemy and they are actually fighting each other. Damn it, they are all dead."
"Commander-in-Chief, what should we do now? If both of them suffer serious losses, then the strength of our Golden Triangle Guards will be weakened a lot."
"Hurry up and assemble the team, let's go over and mediate the dispute."
"All right."
Putting down the microphone, Shang Yan couldn't care less about enjoying it anymore and was about to get up. Unexpectedly, Qiu Jia put two jade arms around his waist and acted coquettishly with blurred eyes: "No, I won't let you go. You
You have to finish your homework."
Shang Yan said helplessly: "My little ancestor, this is a matter of life and death. I have to hurry over. When I come back, no matter how well I serve you, hurry up... let go now."
"Disgusting!" Qiu Jia pouted her little mouth and said coquettishly. Then, she reluctantly let go of her arms.
Shang Yan hurriedly got up, put on his clothes and walked out. At this time, thousands of members of the Golden Triangle Guards and more than a dozen leaders had gathered in the open space outside.
Seeing the Commander-in-Chief coming out, more than a dozen leaders came up to greet them, all talking: "Commander-in-Chief, there is a fight between the Upper Realm Army and the Kang Wenqie Group. What should we do now?"
"Damn it, the Hua Clan is watching over there, but the two forces are having internal strife. It's really outrageous..."
Shang Yan said with a stern face: "Now that the matter has come to an end, I can only ask everyone to mediate with me and make them stop fighting. Let's all go there together and put pressure on them. It should be effective."
Everyone also felt that this was the only feasible method at present, and they all nodded in agreement. So, a group of leaders and thousands of armed personnel got on the vehicles, and many vehicles drove out of the camp and headed for the Kangwenqie Group.
At this time, Qiu Jia was bored in the room. She was lying naked on the bed, looking up at the ceiling with no sparkle in her bright eyes.
As the saying goes, what girl is not pregnant? When Qiu Jia first fell in love at the age of thirteen or fourteen, she also dreamed of finding a handsome young man to be her husband. The two of them would stay together all day long, have children, and live a happy and carefree life.
life. However, the gap between ideal and reality is always so huge.
On the day of her fifteenth birthday, her animal-like adoptive father killed her under coercion and intimidation. The nightmare shattered her original dreams. From then on, she had to accompany the old guy every night.
, her heart slowly withered, and she was still accompanied by endless emptiness and loneliness.
It would be great if a handsome guy came here now to accompany me through the long night! Qiu Jia was thinking wildly, and suddenly, a black shadow appeared silently beside her, so weird, like a ghost.
Qiu Jia was startled. Although she longed for a man, the appearance of such a man with a black cloth covering his face shocked her. A look of horror flashed in her bright eyes. Just as she was about to scream, a man with a strong medicinal smell appeared.
The handkerchief was put over her mouth.
"Uh... um..." Qiu Jia made a slight sound, struggled weakly twice, and the quilt fell. Then, her eyes rolled back and she fainted on the bed.
The man's starry eyes flashed with cold gaze, scanning the girl's graceful body, and felt that the girl was really good-looking. He removed the handkerchief, stuffed it into the sleeves of the black robe, and wrapped the girl's naked body with a quilt.
, pick it up and leave quickly.
In the dark night, the man ran forward with Qiu Jiafeng carrying the drugged Qiu Jiafeng, evading the patrolmen, climbing over the wooden fence, and continued heading north, running hundreds of meters and diving into the woods.
Disappeared.
The Golden Triangle Yang Shengdi Group is an upper-middle-class group among the eighteen forces. It has more than 1,300 militants, covers a large area, and leads a relatively prosperous life.
The leader, Shan Mingdang, has a son named Shan Yao. He is thirty-three years old this year and is in his prime of life. He has curly hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is very handsome. His body is as strong as a leopard.
Shan Yao lives alone in a wooden house in the northwest corner of the camp. The interior is sparsely furnished, with only a bed, a table, and a chair. Although it is late at night, Shan Yao, who has sore eyes, is not sleepy. The reason is that the body is
The strong hormones secreted were causing trouble, making him toss and turn and unable to sleep.
This situation is not a day or two. He is full of energy and urgently needs a beautiful woman. In the spring, during an encounter on the road, he saw Najia, known as the Flower of the Golden Triangle, a coquettish widow.
She was wearing a black tights and a very short red skirt, and her eyes and brows were full of spring, which immediately captivated him.
From then on, whenever it was quiet at night, that woman's pretty face and graceful body would always appear in front of Shan Yao's eyes, making it difficult for him to fall asleep like a pancake.
Suddenly, without warning, the door creaked open.
Shan Yao was startled, started to move, frowned and asked, "Who is it?" He grabbed the flashlight beside him and shined it toward the door. When he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked.
A bright light shone at the door, and a bright red satin quilt was scattered on the ground. Lying on it was a young girl, undressed, like a newborn baby, motionless, like a sleeping beauty.
Oh my God, what is going on? Shan Yao was dumbfounded, staring at the past, and was shocked in his heart, why did a beautiful girl suddenly appear, and she was still in this state.
After being stunned for a moment, he jumped down, closed the door tightly, and moved the flashlight back and forth in his hand, greedily looking at the rare beauty. After looking carefully, he realized that this girl was prettier than Najia.
There are so many, and the body full of youthful vitality is not comparable to the other at all. She is simply the goddess in men's dreams.
The girl's eyes were closed tightly, her long eyelashes flickered slightly, and she was still sleeping. At this time, she was like an angel in Greek mythology, looking so holy and beautiful!
But why did she suddenly appear in my room? Shan Yao was puzzled and wondered. In the end, he could only explain the matter by saying that it was a mysterious gift from God. Since it was a gift, then don’t
You're welcome, accept it quickly. How could a young and strong young man resist the beautiful girl in front of him? He picked her up with trembling hands and put her on the bed...