A few hundred meters away from the center of the battlefield, Kuroki stood by the roadside, walking forward slowly. He thought about forcing out the guy in the dark, but he also felt that at this moment, he really shouldn't escalate the situation further. That guy's opponent
It was Cheng Xiaoyu, and Kuroki knew that Daewoo also had this plan. This time, it would be terminated by Zhou Yuanjia. The most important thing is that Cheng Xiaoyu was sure that the limit of safety was here.
Parallel to Heimu, at the other end of the corn field, on a country road, Mo Tianci, a quiet man with glasses and a delicate and delicate man, was listening to music with headphones on his ears and walking slowly. He did not dare to show his face easily.
It is he who is restricting Kuroki, or rather Kuromu is restricting him. They are restricting each other so that the other party cannot take action, ensuring that the final battle situation is limited.
Mo Tianci knew very well that there was assistance from the military around him. The Fengtian Military Region seemed to side with Pei Yuejin unreservedly on this matter. The power of some of the little guys within it could not be excluded. Cheng Xiaoyu had already achieved success in the Northeast.
With the power of the two provinces and the vastness of the grassland, Cheng Xiaoyu's status in the Northeast has been unshakable. The title of Little Prince has been called out. Many forces in the Black Province have begun to move towards Fengtian, including Young Master Yanei, and more
Most of them are agents in the gray area.
"Be strong. Only when you are strong enough can you be qualified to become my opponent. Maybe you will say that I am very arrogant. Yes, I just like opponents who are so strong that everyone is afraid of them to become my enemies. Only in that way can I be motivated and have fun.
." Mo Tianci rode a mountain off-road motorcycle. The roaring sound of the engine coupled with the crazy speed disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Kuroki tilted his head, suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, with a smile on his lips. He took out a joke book from his arms and waved to the distance. A car drove over. He got on the car and borrowed the help of the car.
Lighting continued to read, and he was deeply engaged. He laughed from time to time and recovered from the previous tense state of his muscles.
As soon as the masked man fell, Tiger Wolf and Tong Du were in a no-man's land. When the other party tried desperately, the Vulcan Cannon in Da'ao's hands burst out a terrifying fire snake, shooting for half a minute.
Those professional soldiers in Daewoo Security have guns in their hands. It is like entering an uninhabited land. Shooting is like sniping. Mercenary killers can only become a stepping stone for them to rejuvenate. They must be so cruel to snipe and kill Chinese people.
, they still can't do it, but when they hear the identities of these people, they are all gearing up, and a small number of them were injured and retired from fighting with these people. Now that they have the opportunity, they will naturally retaliate mercilessly, not to mention
This time, not only Daewoo Security's internal organization, but also the military was involved in the operation to help maintain order and confidentiality, the last bit of hesitation in their hearts disappeared.
Zhou Yuanjia could not hear any movement outside the car while he was working. The fluctuations of the symphony of destiny made the whole car tremble slightly. His arms kept swinging, filling the space with this surging factor.
The car door was opened, and Hulang and Tongdu were on the left and right, stained with other people's blood. They looked at Zhou Yuanjia, who looked like a conductor conducting a symphony orchestra regardless of his image. They held their arms and watched Zhou Yuanjia's last performance. For him,
, this is the final performance.
Zhang Mu stayed up all night. In the early hours of the morning, he called a few old subordinates and stepped out of the study in high spirits. His face was filled with a brilliance that he had not seen in many years.
At the family meeting of Political Commissar Xu in the Fengtian Military Region, all family members were present. Xu Lele, the maverick poisonous widow, and Xu Danxin and Xu Junbo, two outstanding third generations, were present respectively. The center of the topic was naturally about this incident.
It is impossible to remain aloof from other things. Now it is a question of standing on the left and right, and what attitude should be taken to stand.
The people of the Xu family were obviously very dissatisfied with the choices of Xu Lele, Xu Danxin, Xu Junbo and others, and they even felt a little bit resentful. The relationship between the younger generations suddenly rose to a new level. Cheng Xiaoyu was too capable of causing trouble.
By saying this, everyone knows very well that if this level is not involved too much, Cheng Xiaoyu's title as the Little Prince of the Northeast will be confirmed. After that, no one will underestimate this person who has become successful in less than four years.
Today's grassroots Phoenix man will no longer put the label Pei family before his name. The bright path that Pei Yuejin pointed out to Cheng Xiaoyu was Qifeng. As a middleman, Qifeng also allowed Cheng Xiaoyu to see his strength and power.
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In all the official actions, Cheng Xiaoyu knew very well that Pei Yuejin had not moved at all, and even restrained his confidants, just to avoid being talked about. Qifeng formally used this opportunity to fully explain the meaning of an intermediary to Cheng Xiaoyu.
If you don't fall into hell, you won't be the king of hell. If you don't step into the realm of gods and Buddhas, you can still overwhelm all gods and Buddhas. If you don't enter the mortal world, you can still stand proudly and be respected.
Develop a certain amount of political capital and start investing more than ten years ago. You can seize some easy-to-grab handles and have some unrighteous but very effective methods. You can become an official in the court or a bandit in the mountains. Officials dare not
Caught, the bandits dare not resist.
The middleman is the ultimate explanation. White wants to use my existence to limit black. Black wants to use my existence to negotiate with white. Gray wants to use my existence to gain living space. What is the middleman? It must exist in a social system.
A few individuals cannot do this unless they have great wisdom, a great background, and are chosen by the big shots.
Qifeng failed, but he believed that once Cheng Xiaoyu was trained, Cheng Xiaoyu would be the most suitable intermediary and could act as an agent on behalf of the three systems.
The Northern Prince, the Middle Demon King, the Southern Taizu, and the Southwest Poison all differed in one aspect, and they all wanted to pursue one aspect. Qifeng did the best, but he was still not as blessed as Cheng Xiaoyu, or to put it bluntly
, the combination with Pei Pei makes this unique blessing even more natural.
He has the surface, but also has a background that is not on the surface but can affect it. Who is Mr. Cheng? Without his existence, Qifeng would not be so sure that Cheng Xiaoyu can succeed. The love of incense is the capital of many red families to maintain their success.
, now that an old man who is worthy of a big family ties all the love and affection to one person, it would be strange if that person is not blessed by nature.
That night, Cheng Xiaoyu sat alone on the rooftop, looking at the bright starry sky, and got drunk for a while, completely and without reservation. At the end, tears were streaming down his face. Men don’t shed tears easily. Men shed tears.
, more valuable than a thousand pieces of gold.
Thinking about the Cheng family who are still working at home or struggling for how much they can earn in a month, can Cheng Xiaoyu not feel lucky? Can he not give more money back to the village? With the spread of the news secretly by caring people, the family has
Some people began to raise questions, and the old brothers from their father's generation began to ask the old man penetratingly, asking about some rumors that they could not believe. The old man actually worked as a guard for a great man?
The old man admitted it without hesitation and said bluntly: "Back then, that boy from Daewoo was filial and left all my things to him. Are you envious of it? I blame you for not being filial enough. I don't mind giving you some opportunities, but that was for Daewoo's use."
I will treat everyone equally, and I will not ask any of you who have truly fulfilled the word of filial piety for more than ten years. I will give him a chance."
When he heard this, Cheng Xiaoyu wanted to cry even more. No matter how good he is, even if he is his grandfather's grandson thousands of times, it is not enough to repay this gift. At this time, the old man still carries everything on his shoulders.
Go up, and tell yourself in this way, these relatives in the family are greedy, don't be polite, they are really good character, in the future you will take care of this family on behalf of grandpa, don't let them suffer anymore, he is so stubborn that his children and grandchildren will not enjoy it.
Despite being so prosperous and wealthy, I still feel a little guilty. Otherwise, Cheng Xiaoyu has been investing money in the village over the past few years to give everyone the opportunity to get something for their hard work and something for nothing. He would have blocked it long ago.
Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu crying, laughing, and yelling, Tong Du and Hu Lang standing in the distance each had their own thoughts. Hu Lang felt that although he had not been with Brother Yu for too long, he had been with him since the first meeting.
That kind of heartfelt feeling was extremely strong. Now he understood that no matter when this man arrived, he always had a heart of gratitude deep in his heart. With this gratitude, when the most difficult choice came, he would choose
The most correct way.
This guy is pretty good.
This is the best evaluation that Tong Du can give. She knows Qifeng’s thoughts. As he gets older, everything he holds in his hands begins to concern the country. In the special 1980s and the special 1990s, some people are needed.
People come to balance unstable things. In the 21st century, countries that have begun to truly recover from suffering have turned their attention to these people who are in charge of too many resources. I think at the beginning of the new century, there were only these few in the country.
In the past ten years, many people have died, and Qi Feng, who is about to be sixty years old, has made a wise choice to choose his successor. This is the only advice that Pei Yuejin, as a close friend, can give him. If you don't follow it, I'm sorry, the country needs some advice.
Obviously, Qifeng, who came from the troubled times, does not have the loyalty.
Cheng Xiaoyu satisfied Qifeng and allowed him to spend a few years of comfortable life with peace of mind. At the end of his desires, he handed over bit by bit, enjoyed the power he deserved, gained a good reputation when it was time to retire, and had an heir to be grateful for.
heart of.
"This grateful heart will make him willing to give everything to you. I really don't want to become your enemy in the future, a terrible little grassroots." Tong Du watched Hulang carrying the drunk Cheng Xiaoyu back to the room and turned around.
Walking downstairs, I saw Pei Pei downstairs, looked at each other with a smile, and passed by. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support.