The soldiers outside the Tomb of Heroes, the people on the scene classified them as Cheng Xiaoyu moved to rescue the soldiers. Watching him leave, there were many haters, but they could only accept the fact that he left peacefully.
Cheng Xiaoyu stood at the door, looking at the company commander leading the team and Xu Danxin standing behind him, and there was nothing else besides sighing secretly.
"Let's go back."
Xu Danxin realized that she seemed to have done something wrong. When she heard that he was in danger, she called in the security company without thinking much. Looking at the current scene, it seemed that her presence was a bad thing.
At the far end of the street, Cheng Datou ran over with his hands covered in bright red clothes. His forehead and face were stained with sweat. His teeth were biting on his lips. He looked at the formation around him and stood behind Cheng Xiaoyu without saying anything.
Those direct descendants of Qi Feng who followed him made angry sounds one after another, as if they had something else to say.
At this time, any explanation was pale. Under the escort of Xu Danxin's two military vehicles, Cheng Xiaoyu returned to the Daewoo headquarters. Immediately afterwards, the city bureau and the armed police detachment stationed a team at the Daewoo headquarters and the urban Daewoo office building respectively.
Rumors from the outside world spread like wildfire and spread to everyone in a short period of time. Everyone with some connections knew the news. Within the camp of the North Prince of Qifeng, conflicting camps were divided left and right, and there were many mistakes and omissions.
Obviously, Qu Jiu and others raised questions because everything was unreasonable and life-threatening, and everything happened only after the Song Army appeared. Some people agreed that there were too many mistakes and omissions, but as Cheng Xiaoyu said, he had to deal with Qifeng completely.
It doesn't have to be like this, there are more simple ways; those on the opposite side investigated the long-standing acquaintance between Can Ming and Heimu, and used the reason that Cheng Xiaoyu and him were colluding, saying that they were basically a den of snakes and rats.
It is nothing more than using reverse thinking to differentiate internally.
"He is simply making excuses. The irrefutable evidence is here. Why doesn't he explain?"
"There is no reason for him to do this. Boss Feng is gradually transferring the power in his hands to him. Why bother at this moment? It is completely unreasonable and completely unnecessary."
Both sides insisted on their own opinions. While preparing for Prince Bei's funeral that was destined to be earth-shattering, they were debating how to face Cheng Xiaoyu. To put it bluntly, it was not because of conflict with each other, but because Cheng Xiaoyu's current strength made them avoid it. There was no group of people.
When we gather our strength to fight, three or two people alone are not even qualified to wave the flag and shout.
Fan Biaozi immediately issued a statement and expressed support for Cheng Xiaoyu, not believing that he would do such a thing.
At the same time, Hong Taizu also expressed his intention tactfully. The young people of the new generation are too anxious now. The implication is that Qifeng means to slow down his retreat, but Cheng Xiaoyu can't wait any longer.
What makes people feel strange is that Xinan Po, who has been standing leaning on Cheng Xiaoyu's side, did not express any opinions this time. His actions in the Golden Triangle also seemed very strange. After vigorously consolidating the territory, he cleared out the remnants of General Murder.
As if he didn't know about this, he said nothing.
Half of the vicious gangsters under Qi Feng are under Qu Jiu's command, one third is under Niu Fenduo's command, Cheng Xiaoyu's, and the remaining small number are martial arts schools and training bases. In this way, no matter how intense the discussion becomes, Qu Jiu
Without speaking up, the crazy use of force to solve the problem will not be on the table for discussion. Unless an internal resolution is formed where the majority overwhelms the minority, the matter can only continue with words and economic sanctions, making people laugh without getting anything.
Complete solution.
Qi Feng's corpse is still cold, and more and more people are gradually emerging. The abandonment of power and other goals have formed a camp, bringing together all the strength with only one purpose, to avenge Boss Feng. The target of revenge? Naturally, it is Cheng Xiaoyu.
Before the force was launched, all kinds of crazy potential wars were igniting. The Daewoo Group suddenly went from being a mere source of firewood to being the target of public criticism. It was attacked by many independent economic entities in Qifeng's base camp, and several large favor orders were directly ruined.
In some projects that we are currently cooperating with, the other party has also torn up the intention to cooperate without any concern for the cost of breach of contract.
In just three days, Daewoo Group suffered indirect losses of tens of millions, many of which were potential resources. It paid for the past and paid for the future. The direct losses were acceptable, and all were through physical cash channels. The loss was at most one on the production line.
The batches of goods are backlogged, and the flagship store in the internal store can also slowly consume them.
Big bosses from all over the country gathered in Fengtian. Before holding a memorial service for Qifeng, at Qu Jiu's suggestion, all the direct generals under his command gathered together to formally hold a brotherhood meeting. Before the memorial service began, they came up with a
A common plan that everyone must implement must be implemented unconditionally. A resolution is a resolution. You can say anything at the meeting, but nothing can be said after the meeting.
Liu Yongfei, chairman of Hengda Trading Group, Mu Kai, a smuggling tycoon in Black Province, and Zhao Yu, general manager of Maochang Logistics Co., Ltd.
The three people, the complete militant faction, had not emerged at first. As the meeting was held, they became the main force leading the war. Both inside and outside their words were criticizing Cheng Xiaoyu and expressing their grief for Qi Feng's tragic death.
After killing the enemy and vowing not to give up, Mu Kai shouted that he would enforce the 'family law' and first dealt with the child poison. Hulang and Cheng Datou set an example to others. As for Cheng Xiaoyu, today everyone collectively discussed and came up with a
The plan, regardless of whether he is really the mastermind behind the scenes, must first have an investigation posture and channels. One day he is standing on the stage safely, and one day no one dares to do anything to him. Liu Yongfei proposed: "Block him."
, Freeze Cheng Xiaoyu, at least in the Northeast, all the forces that belong to him, all that can be blocked, and then conduct an investigation. What Prince Yu said is not unreasonable. We must give him justice. We will not let him go if he does it.
It’s definitely not unfair if I do it.”
Liu Yongfei's proposal was strongly supported by Mu Kai and Zhao Yu, and then some people raised their hands in agreement. With the leader and the backbone of the golden mean, they also felt that this was a way. If Prince Yu was not captured, his subordinates would
It is impossible for those people to be investigated in a completely transparent manner. We have not said that we will target you, Prince Yu. We need you to cooperate with our actions.
Under the guidance of the three people in simple and easy-to-understand terms, the meeting gradually set the tone. It changed from discussing what to do to discussing what to do to Cheng Xiaoyu. Everyone sitting in the conference room did not know that while they were discussing, Bai Bai
In a mountainous area kilometers away, heavy snow has closed the mountains, leaving nearby villages in a semi-closed state. Except for the smoke from cooking, it is difficult to see traces of people and vehicles on the road. Dots of ruts and footprints are scattered in the vast white snow.
is particularly eye-catching in the world.
Farmers in mountainous areas do not often leave their homes. Occasionally, they go to nearby towns for the specific purpose of purchasing some daily necessities. In many cases, they do not even need to go to towns. Small markets can meet their needs for daily necessities.
It snowed well all night, with large snowflakes layered on the dry and cold ground. The wind helped the snow, and all the mountain village roads were covered. The suet roads were steaming hot, and it was difficult to see the market after the heavy snow. For some reason, it snowed heavily this night.
After that, a compact market appeared on the road. There were more vendors than in the past. The snow on the ground was cleared away, and the lively atmosphere gradually penetrated.
Grocers, fruit sellers; vegetables, fresh meat, melon seeds, peanuts, dried fruits and snacks are extremely popular. After the heavy snow, the market in front of the house attracted people nearby to come through the snow one after another, and the children were even more happy and ran on the snow.
Above, having fun in the snowball fights.
Deep and shallow, there are snow prints of different sizes, with dots of black shadows on the white snow. The night's silver covering is trampled and scattered. Motorcycles and three-wheeled electric vehicles start spraying hot air, and on top of the snow prints there are another
A series of ruts were formed. If it weren't for this slightly unexpected market, people would eat melon seeds and chat at home and visit to play mahjong as the only fun to welcome the snowy weather.
Three villages stand side by side near the mountainous area, separated by large areas of agricultural land. The entrances to the mountain passes, the mountain passes and the hinterland are arranged in a fairly regular manner to form villages. The houses on both sides of the road have been renovated neatly and uniformly with collective funds from the state, provinces and cities.
fence wall.
Although there are not many passing vehicles in the Zhandao market, they can only whistle and move forward a little bit. The rural roads are connected to the provincial roads. People don’t care what kind of vehicle you have. I need to make it easier for me to walk on my own. The cleared areas on both sides of the road
Occupied by traders, we could only walk on the road.
The window lattice of a courtyard located beside the road is covered with frost, and a piece of frost flower is frozen solid on the plastic sheet propped up on the window. There is no smoke coming out of the chimney, and no one is cleaning the corridor in the courtyard. It can be seen through the gap in the fence wall.
The snow outside the door is still blocking the door, and there is no trace, which proves that the residents inside have not gotten up until now, or there is no one in the room at all.
Seeing this scene, vendors on the several-meter-long household road leading to the road outside the courtyard directly occupied the parking space for three-wheeled motor vehicles. Boxes were also piled up in the vehicles and on the ground. The ground was covered with more than ten square meters of plastic sheeting.
There were all kinds of groceries, and there were two vendors selling the goods. One was thin and the other was short. Both were wearing thick, worn-out military coats, scarves on their heads, and thick dog-skin hats. Cotton gloves were on their hands from time to time.
It was used as a tool to wipe the nose. I kept lifting my feet up and down in a small area to drive away the cold air on the soles of my feet. I sobbed the clear mucus in my nose that was never clear. It was too cold. With the mountain wind in the open land of the mountainous hinterland, it was below zero.
The temperature of 38 degrees combined with the cold wind was bone-piercingly cold.
Everything is very rural.
Except for this courtyard where no one got up after nine o'clock, except for these two vendors who were reluctant to do business...
Perhaps, there is also a three-wheeled motor vehicle with windows full of frost flowers. The three small tires are obviously bearing a huge load. The tires are flat and they are about to be overwhelmed. Every time there is a little movement in the car, the entire
The car will make a heart-wrenching sound, as if the car will collapse at the next moment.
Perhaps, we should also add the young couple wearing thick cotton coats, shoes and hats, the younger brother and sister-in-law of an old man who sells pork at the market, and the elder brother who is severely disabled holding a butcher's knife and selling pork in the cold weather.
, the hands were cold, but the couple didn't care at all. Many well-meaning and nosy villagers raised questions. The disabled brother smiled lightly and remained noncommittal, while the young couple continued to wander from one side of the market to the other.
Weaving among the pedestrians, looking here and there, just like those lazy young couples in the countryside, they just want to be lazy all day long, and just want to let the old people work more.
The door to the yard finally opened, and a man with a dark face came out carrying a urine bucket. It seemed that the cold weather made him uncomfortable. He shook his body and dumped the full urine bucket into the drainage channel in the yard.
At that time, there was nothing but snow in the drainage channel. The water turned into snow, the snow condensed into ice, and the hot air turned into water vapor.
The black-faced man did not show any reaction to the occupation of the door. Instead, he opened the courtyard door, stood by the road and looked around. He did not have any doubts about the Snow Queen Market, which was not supposed to be there today. He glanced at it.
When I saw the hot fried cakes frying in the stove not far away and the steaming soy milk in the steel and aluminum bucket next to it, I rubbed my hands, shrank my neck, and quickly walked to the stall in two steps, one step at a time, and looked at the nearby purchases.
The villager said in a very low voice: "Bring me thirty fried cakes and six bowls of soy milk."
"okay."
The vendor replied, and just at this moment, the couple who had been shopping for the third time happened to pass by the black-faced man. Their eyes were looking at the groceries in front, but their ears were not idle, and they took the thirty and six bowls.
Really heard.
The man frowned, and his brows buried under the mask and hat wrinkled slightly. There were six people, no, there were fewer people, and there was more than one missing.
The woman held the man's arm with both hands, and her head would rest on his shoulder from time to time. At this time, she repeated this action: "If you don't do anything, you will have to withdraw. Are there not many people in the market? Are the vendors here?"
It’s time to withdraw, otherwise we will be exposed.”
The voice was very low. To outsiders, it looked like the young couple were talking sweetly in private. They could only see the heat coming out of the mask, but could not hear what was being said.
The man sighed: "I still underestimated the opponent. No wonder Brother Mu would say that in addition to harvesting several powerful killers from the opponent and the careerists within Qifeng, it would be too difficult to destroy them all at once. How about a gamble and save your life?"
It’s not in there either.”
The woman was stunned for a moment, pressed her whole body against the man's body, shook her head slightly and said: "Impossible, then we would have failed at all. The other party had noticed us long ago and knew about the failure before we came. Since they knew about the failure, they
Why let the people who broke into Qifeng appear and contradict themselves?"
"I bet you won't be impulsive if anything happens in the future, and just obey orders."
"Where's your bet?"
"What do you think?" The man was calm and confident.
"How do you know that I will be interested?" The woman was very disdainful.
The man sniffed. It was so cold and cold that he didn't get much out of it and he felt unhappy. Some words he wouldn't normally say were willing to come out to suit the occasion and match his unhappy mood.
"I don't know who it is that doesn't sleep at night..."
Bah!
The collision between the blades caused an inconspicuous tear in the thick cotton coat. The bodies of the two people suddenly separated and came together, and the separate tear was covered up in the place where the two bodies were leaning against each other.
"You are not willing to kill me." The man smiled.
"Don't be too confident." The woman's cheeks were flushed. If it weren't for the mask and hat, she wouldn't be as shy as before. Who would have thought that he would discover a little private behavior in her room.
"If I were someone else, I would see..."
"Shut up."
The woman will no longer be entangled, and the man will no longer mention it. If it were anyone else, let alone seeing it, he would be dead if he said these words.
In the forest one kilometer away, there was a decades-old tree, with two figures crouched on the branches several meters high. One could not see his face clearly, and the other clearly left after making a big fuss at the Tomb of Heroes.
He was wearing thick clothes, and the snow and morning and evening mist were splashing on the clothes. If his cheeks had not been buried in the cotton clothes, and he had been freezing all night at this moment, his eyelids might have been frozen shut.
.
His voice was trembling. No matter how strong he was, no matter how well equipped he was to keep out the cold, even if he could still talk after being frozen in the tree on a snowy night in the deep mountains, he could say that the two people on the tree were really monsters. In the season when the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, they ran to the middle of the mountain.
To "enjoy" the destruction is either because there is something wrong with your brain or because the demon has a special purpose.
"Boss..." Slowed down, letting the voice calm down, maintaining the inherent soft rhythm, so as not to disturb the empty and silent environment.
"Boss, how are you sure..."
"Qi Feng, you're not dead." I don't know how the other figure nestled there like a giant shrimp was trained. It didn't move and didn't even shake off the snow on its body.
A wide range of twisting, the person on the opposite side did not make any movement all night, it was so powerful that it was a complete mess.
Can Ming's body moved, and his stiff limbs made him almost fall off the tree branch. He stretched out an arm from the opponent's cotton coat and firmly grabbed his body and fixed him.
Snow lumps made of snowflakes fell on the snow, leaving obvious traces. The voice of the one whom Can Ming called the boss said with a hint of anger: "You have been comfortable for too long."
Can Ming lowered his head and looked down. Fortunately, the mountain wind was very strong. In an instant, the snow mist raised by the wind fell down and spread over the faint traces, covering them up. It could still be seen from a distance, but a little further away.
, you can’t see it clearly from a distance of more than ten meters.
Can Ming shut up and huddled up again with a special rhythm. After a few minutes, he was once again covered by the white fur coat and snow and frost, and returned to the previous snow cluster, hidden among the layers of trees and trees.
Between the white tree hangings, even though they were far away, it was impossible to tell that there were two people hiding here.
In another open mountain col not far from the two of them, next to the same old tree, a figure squatted close to the trunk. A huge fur to keep out the cold and wind hung down beside the squatting horse, completely blocking the horse.
Under his body, along the trunk of the tree, the sniper rifle held in both hands exuded an icy cold air. Every few minutes, he needed to put the gun in his arms to warm it up. Before dawn, he would walk along the side of the tree and the stone edge,
Coming here from the edge of the mountain fault, it was a short journey. In order not to reveal his whereabouts, Cheng Datou spent a full hour without daring to go too deep into the favorable area. Brother Yu said that he would not allow it this time.
Shooting, unless there is one situation - when a powerful enemy appears in a non-demarcated area, and you feel a pinching crisis, only sniping with one shot every 100 meters is allowed.
As for the wound on the shoulder, it was originally created to produce blood. It will not hurt when it sees blood. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is mine.