The airport is an old place of separation. Xu Qing looked at the passenger plane that was gradually disappearing in his sight, and his heart was full of melancholy. The person who was lingering on his pillow last night has separated now, taking away a piece of affection that is difficult to let go. He stopped for a long time, feeling lost.
Xu Qing put a rolled handkerchief into his arms, shook his head vigorously and turned to leave, feeling gloomy and uncomfortable. The handkerchief was given to him by Laura before she left, and she spent several days embroidering it.
Something, she said, she was embroidering two birds that represent love in China. They are called mandarin ducks, but they are actually more like two water ducks with feathers of various colors. No matter what, this is what she meant.
When walking out of the airport, it started to rain continuously, adding a little more sadness. Xu Qing lowered his head and walked slowly towards the parking lot. He reached out to touch his pocket for a cigarette but found nothing. Then he remembered that he had smoked after last night.
I smoked several times and finished the pack of cigarettes.
"Damn, it's unlucky for people to have water stuck in their teeth." Xu Qing cursed depressedly, lowered his head and was about to continue walking to the parking lot. A cigar suddenly stretched out from the side, and then a familiar voice sounded: "
Boss, let’s make do with a few rough puffs.”
"You look so rough!" Xu Qing grinned and raised his head. As expected, he saw the bald He Shang standing in front of him. He reached out and took the cigar and held it in his mouth. He Shang smiled and took out a lighter from his pocket to light it for him.
Smoked.
"Boss, I just arrived in Jiangcheng to give you a surprise. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's so damn fate. If I were a pretty girl, I would definitely sleep with you for a while!" He Shang said
He still spoke in the same tone as before, but the hand he stretched out was obviously much fatter, and it looked like he was quite moist from being a general ginseng.
Xu Qing lit up his cigarette and took a puff, then asked with a smile: "Why are you back? Are you fired?"
He Shang took out half a cigar from his pocket, lit it in his mouth, and said in a low voice: "It's almost time to get fired. Let's come back first to find a way. If we really pack up and leave in the future, there will be a job to earn a living."
Xu Qing smiled and punched him in the chest: "Don't worry, you kid got fired and came back to hang out with me. I can't eat meat without a mouthful of soup from you."
He Shang rubbed his chest and said with a bitter smile: "If I don't drink enough soup, I have to at least reimburse for some bone-breaking pills. I risk injuring my muscles and bones every minute."
Xu Qing wrinkled his nose and asked in a low voice: "Shit, let's be honest, what did you do in Jiangcheng?" He knew that He Shang's identity had changed now. He was no longer the free-spirited bastard before. This time he came here
Jiangcheng must be hiding something.
He Shang took out two folded pieces of paper from his pocket and handed them over. He lowered his voice and said, "The boss has signed the leave request form. You and Brother Tang can just draw a few words on it. Let's find the specific one."
Let’s talk slowly in a quieter place.”
"A request for leave!" Xu Qing reached out and took the piece of paper, glanced at it and put it into his pocket. He gestured towards the parking lot and said, "Get the car first, and I'll arrange the place."
Laura is a very careful woman. Before she left, she arranged everything at the original ecological farmhouse and hired a group of professionals, from management to chefs and waiters, as well as coaches specializing in bow hunting projects. She also specially strengthened the
In terms of security measures, Wang Chao had the title of general manager and didn't have to take care of anything. He just idled around every day. Being called "manager" on the left and "boss" on the right, Lao Hanba's bones felt a few kilograms soft.
The black Bentley is the boss's car. Now everyone in the farmhouse knows that it can be driven all the way in without any obstruction.
Xu Qing asked someone to arrange a quiet private room, ordered wine and food to be brought over, and chatted with He Shang while eating and drinking.
Xu Qing drank Erguotou, which still tasted good, while He Shang grabbed a bottle of beer and played the trumpet. The two brothers hadn't seen each other for a while, so they drank half a pound of beer before chatting.
He Shang briefly talked about the recent situation. He also brought the information that he had received during the meeting of the General Staff Operations Department. When he talked about the collective leave of two special forces teams, he couldn't help but get excited and thought of Fang Shao.
With a deflated look, he burst into laughter again...
Xu Qing held the information in his hand and flipped through it one by one. He listened quietly to what he said. There was not much expression on his face. It was not until the cell phone in his pocket sang softly that the expression on his face changed a little.
.
Last night, Laura changed the ringtone of her mobile phone to a very alternative song, Eight Kills in a Row. She also said that she liked the invincible braying of a donkey. When the mobile phone rang, He Shang on the opposite side spurted out a mouthful of beer a few feet away, with his big head raised.
Thumb said: "Boss, this song is exciting, I will be next in line later."
Xu Qing took out his cell phone and glanced at it. It was an unfamiliar number. After connecting it, he leaned into his ear and whispered: "Who is this?"
A confused voice came from the other end of the phone: "Qingzi, do you remember the sick old man in the Li Family Courtyard?"
Xu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice: "It's Mr. Li, why did you think of calling me?" He was not a fool. All the elites of the two special forces teams asked for leave. It was natural for Mr. Li to call at this juncture.
It aroused his vigilance.
Mr. Li on the other end of the phone sighed softly and said: "Qingzi, I am not calling today to act as a lobbyist. I hope that I can explain the problem as openly and honestly as before. Let me ask you first, are you willing to exterminate?
Dragon Gate?”
Xu Qing's heart was slightly shaken and he said in a deep voice: "I don't want to, I even want to quit the Chinese Martial Arts. A simple life is what I want."
When these words came out, He Shang across the table gave a thumbs up, and there was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.
After about half a minute, Mr. Li whispered: "If completing this mission allows you to quit the Chinese Martial Spirit, will you change your mind?"
Xu Qing gritted his teeth and said resolutely: "No, old man, I respect you. If it were in the past, let alone annihilating a dragon gate, even ten or eight boys would not frown, but it is different now.
, what kind of sword of the country, what kind of martial soul blade, everything has become shit that no one can step on, Dragon Teeth Team killed my teacher, you should know better than me who gave the order behind the scenes!"
Mr. Li on the other end of the phone fell silent again. There were some things he didn't know and he wanted to ask clearly before talking.
Xu Qing did not wait and hung up the phone directly. He had already made his attitude clear. No matter who came to be a lobbyist, it would be useless. He respected Mr. Li in his heart, but after all, the old man was the biological father of the No. 1 leader, and the Dragon Teeth Team was directly
It was self-evident who gave the order to kill the blood clan of Jiangcheng under the orders of the No. 1 Chief of Guards. It was self-evident. Every time he thought about it, he would feel a twinge of pain in his chest.
Xu Qing reached out and grabbed the wine bottle on the table, brought it to his mouth and drank it fiercely. The strong alcohol burned his throat like fire and poured into his stomach. The bottle of wine quickly bottomed out, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth and tongue...