"Qin...Qin Feng, you...how did you do it just now?"
After coming out of the market, Peng Hong had been holding back and not asking Qin Feng what happened in the tent. But after a full two hours, he finally couldn't help it. He controlled the steering wheel with his hands, but his eyes turned to Qin Feng.
Look at the wind.
What happened before had a huge impact on Peng Hong.
Peng Hong, who was born in the best special forces in the country, carefully recalled the situation on the field at that time, and he felt helpless in his heart, because Peng Hong himself would never be able to achieve Qin Feng's results.
The result is a lose-lose situation for both sides.
"Brother Hong, are you practicing foreign martial arts?"
Qin Feng played with the May 4th pistol he had just obtained. After pressing the bullets into the magazine one by one, he said with a smile: "I don't know if you have heard of the internal Kung Fu called Zhanyi Shi."
Where’s the eight falls?”
"Internal Kung Fu? Even if you are stuck in clothes, you will fall for eighteen years?" Hearing Qin Feng's words, Peng Hong turned his head in shock, "Is...is this kind of Kung Fu really possible? Isn't it just something that's boasted in novels?"
Peng Hong practiced hard qigong in the army. In his opinion, it was remarkable to be able to practice hard qigong to the extreme. Who would have thought that internal kung fu, which was only circulated in novels, actually existed.
"Of course I didn't blow it up, what you just saw was internal martial arts."
Qin Feng smiled when he heard this. In fact, what he used was not Zhanyi Shibatu, because Zhanyi Shibatu could only throw the person out, but it could not remove the opponent's joints. Qin Feng just wanted to make it easier for Peng
Hong explained that he just used this term.
"I...I know, you...you must be from that team."
After hearing Qin Feng's words, a look of understanding suddenly appeared on Peng Hong's face, and he sighed: "I should have thought of it a long time ago. Only a team like that can have someone as powerful as you..."
"
"Are you talking about the superpower team?" Qin Feng glanced at Peng Hong and said a little strangely: "How do you know this name? As far as I know, ordinary troops don't know it either..."
"You...are you really a member of the superpower team?" Qin Feng's noncommittal words made Peng Hong shout out, then he smiled bitterly and said: "This matter is a long story, it should be ten.
It happened many years ago, right?”
When Peng Hong was still in the army, he once went on a mission to the border between Tibet and Nepal. In his team, there was a person with a very special identity. From the outside, his body shape was not that of an ordinary person.
Second, he has no characteristics of a warrior at all.
But when he encountered danger, Peng Hong changed his view of that person.
At that time, Peng Hong's team was surrounded by the enemy in an ice valley. Although the entrance of the valley was blocked so that the enemy could not enter, they also lost contact with the outside world. In the ice and snow with temperatures reaching dozens of degrees below zero, they saw that
I won't be able to hold on anymore.
At this moment, the person who was temporarily inserted into the team played a key role.
To this day, Peng Hong doesn't know what method he used to open up a passage in the ice valley. Not only did he take Peng Hong and his team out, but he also killed a carbine and surrounded the valley entrance.
The enemy was completely wiped out and the mission was successfully completed.
Finally, when the man was leaving, Peng Hong heard three words from his mouth, which were "superpower group". Over the years, Peng Hong had firmly recorded these three words in his heart, but it was
I have never seen anyone from the supernatural team again.
"Brother Hong, you are a nice person."
Qin Feng didn't want to mention the superpower group. After all, the people in the superpower group who were astonished in Peng Hong's heart were just ordinary in Qin Feng's eyes. Those so-called superpowers couldn't be entered at all.
Qin Feng's eyes.
"Qin Feng, I won't accept the money for this trip."
Hearing Qin Feng's praise, Peng Hong's dark face turned red for a rare moment, and he said: "Qin Feng, I have already spent the money. After the task is completed, I will find a way to use those three things again."
Ten thousand dollars will be returned to you..."
In Peng Hong's view, compared with Qin Feng, with his own ability, he is really not worth the 30,000 US dollars. Moreover, if Qin Feng had not taken action in selling the gun this time, let alone selling the gun, it would have been
He may not be able to come out intact.
"Huh? Brother Hong, what do you mean? If I hire you to do something for me, it will cost you money. What's the point if you don't accept the money?"
Qin Feng looked at Peng Hong with some surprise and said: "Ability comes in different sizes. If nothing else, just because you can take me to the area where Russian ginseng is produced, it is worth 30,000 US dollars. Don't say anything about retreating in the future."
As for money..."
"This, I...I deserve it!"
Although for so many years, Peng Hong's actions for the families of his comrades were definitely not legitimate, and he would make almost any money except drug trafficking, but with Qin Feng's $30,000, he really felt a little hot.
"Stop talking like this. How can I get back the money I gave you?" Qin Feng shook his head and suddenly said: "Brother Hong, is there any domestic post office or bank on this road to Russia?"
Is there a place like this?"
"There are banks and post offices at the border..." Peng Hong thought for a moment and said: "But we definitely didn't issue a notice to leave the border. If you want to go to that kind of place, you need to take a detour. It takes about four hours to go back and forth.
Looks like..."
"Four hours, it's still a delay." Qin Feng nodded when he heard this and said: "Brother Hong, let's go for a trip. After we finish doing things at a bank or post office, we can leave the country again..."
"Okay, Qin Feng, sit tight..."
Peng Hong agreed. He just thought that Qin Feng wanted to save the million. He didn't think much at the moment. He stepped on the accelerator and the broken jeep under him suddenly picked up speed.
"Holy crap, are you a jeep or a formula sports car?" Qin Feng was startled when he felt the sudden acceleration, especially the roar of the car, which was no less than the sound of an ordinary sports car.
.
"I modified this car myself, and its performance is pretty good..."
Peng Hong laughed. No one was caught speeding in this vast prairie. His car's plate was covered in mud, so he stepped on the accelerator and started running wildly without fear of being photographed.
The road on the grassland is not that smooth. There are bumps in some pits and the like, and the car speeding at high speed feels like it is flying. However, apart from the initial surprise, Qin Feng soon became aware of the situation.
He returned to normal, and no matter how bumpy the car was, his expression never changed again.
"He is indeed an expert..."
Seeing Qin Feng's calm expression, Peng Hong couldn't help but secretly praise him in his heart. Almost no one who had ridden in his car in the past had vomited on the spot, but looking at Qin Feng again, his butt looked like it was sticky.
He generally stayed motionless in his seat and behaved very naturally.
When Peng Hong ran out of all the gasoline in the tank and almost all the spare gasoline in the car, the outline of the city finally appeared in front of him. Peng Hong did not rush into the city, but stopped at a place on the edge of the city.
The gas station filled up the car's fuel.
"It would be nice to live here in the summer..."
After the car drove into the city, Qin Feng fell in love with it at first sight. This small border town was not very big, but it was extremely clean. Especially in the hot summer season in the mainland, the cool breeze here became
It's extremely valuable.
"In another month, you won't have such thoughts."
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Peng Hong couldn't help laughing and said: "It's quite cool in summer here. But it gets cold too early. It might start snowing in September and it will last until May next year. Then
This feeling is so cold that you definitely don’t want to try it..."
"I've been in very cold places..."
Qin Feng smiled, but didn't say much. He had climbed to places like the top of Sanjie Mountain, where the temperature almost reached absolute zero. The severe cold here was nothing to Qin Feng.
.
"I see that you have brought few warm clothes. I think you'd better buy a mink coat later. Although it's a bit more expensive, it's really warm..." Peng Hong kindly reminded Qin Feng
In a word, anyone who has never lived near Siberia cannot imagine the cold.
When Peng Hong was in the army, a comrade once went to the sentry post in the middle of the night. Suddenly he felt anxious, so he unbuttoned his pants at the sentry post and started peeing. Unexpectedly, a cold wind blew by, and the urine that floated out was frozen.
The ice was so cold that even his little brother was almost frozen into popsicles.
"I know it well, you don't have to worry." Qin Feng waved his hand, suddenly pointed in front and said, "Brother Hong, I see there are several banks over there, how about we stop there?"
"good."
Peng Hong nodded, drove directly into the tutoring center, turned to look at Qin Feng, and said: "Which bank do you want to deposit the money in? There are ICBC, Agricultural Bank of China and Postal Savings here, but there is no China Construction Bank. You want to find
If it’s CCB, we’ll go to another place.”
"Which bank do you usually save money in?" Qin Feng asked seemingly casually.
"I have postal savings, which are available in many remote areas."
Peng Hong replied casually: "The five major banks are rich, and they don't bother to do business for country people. I have never heard of any business branch of the five major banks in the mountains. Grandma, these big banks are really nothing..."
"Then go to Postal Savings." Qin Feng pointed to a big sign in front.
"Huh? Qin Feng, why don't you get out of the car?" After Peng Hong parked the car at the door of the postal savings office, he couldn't help but asked strangely when he saw Qin Feng sitting motionless in the passenger seat.
"You want to save money and remit money, why should I get out of the car?" Qin Feng looked sideways at Peng Hong with a serious expression.
"Me? I have no money to save!"
Peng Hong was stunned by Qin Feng's words. Yesterday, he gave the money to an old buddy of his and asked him to help him remit it. In total, he only had less than a thousand yuan left. He just added
After refueling, there is only three hundred left. Where can I save money?
"Isn't that bag of money at the back all yours?" Qin Feng smiled and pointed back. Peng Hong looked in the direction of his finger. It was the woven bag of money placed on the back seat. His eyes
I couldn't help but froze.
"Qin Feng, you...don't make fun of me?" Peng Hong swallowed and said, "That money is yours, not mine. Although I, Peng Hong, am not a good person, I
This kind of thing cannot be done."
Peng Hong really needs money now. Because among the dozens of comrade-in-arms families he supports, many of the children who were still wearing crotchless pants are now in college.
The annual expenses of more than 20 college students are 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, which does not include the expenses of those families.
However, Peng Hong's business is not very good this year, and he has only earned 50,000 to 60,000 yuan so far. He is about to spend money for starting school, otherwise he will not accept Qin Feng's employment, and proposes
There are stringent conditions for paying $30,000 in advance.
However, no matter how courageous Peng Hong was, he did not dare to take advantage of Qin Feng's money, so after hearing Qin Feng's words, he thought Qin Feng was joking with him and quickly explained a few words.
"If I say my money is yours, then it's yours."
Qin Feng casually grabbed the woven bag at the back and stuffed it into Peng Hong's arms. He said: "My matter is urgent. If it is delayed, I can't compensate it with one or two million. Don't bother with me. Hurry up.
It’s true that the money was sent out…”
"This...this is inappropriate!"
Feeling the bundle of hard banknotes in his arms, Peng Hong realized that Qin Feng was not joking with him. However, he had been in society for a long time and knew that being courteous for nothing was either cheating or stealing. For a moment, he really didn't dare to accept it.
This money.
"There's nothing inappropriate. You must take this million..."
Qin Feng stared at Peng Hong's eyes and said: "You should be able to guess my identity. In a sense, your comrades are also my comrades. Just think that I am here for their souls in heaven."
Rest in peace for the little things you have done.”
In fact, as early as Qin Feng heard Ziegler talk about Peng Hong yesterday, Qin Feng had already thought of helping him. However, this time when he came out, Qin Feng didn't bring much money. In addition to the tens of thousands in cash,
Qin Feng didn't even bring a bank card.
But Qin Feng was lucky. Just as he was about to take a nap, someone gave him a pillow. The Geertai brothers' forced buying and selling made Qin Feng extort one million from them. At that time, Qin Feng made up his mind.
All this million was given to Peng Hong, asking him to support the families of those martyrs and comrades.
Moreover, Qin Feng understands the psychology of people like Peng Hong. Sometimes they will do whatever it takes to make money, and sometimes their self-esteem is too strong. But as long as the words "comrade-in-arms" are mentioned, the words will often make it easier for them.
accept.
"this……"
Sure enough, after Qin Feng said these words, Peng Hong's face was uncertain for a while, and finally nodded and said: "Okay, Qin Feng, I accept your friendship. In the future, Peng Hong will be in a world of swords and fire."
I will never frown..."
"Come on, let's not be in danger. If you hurry up, you will be doing me a big favor..." Qin Feng smiled and waved his hand.
"I just sent them money. I need to arrange the money." Peng Hong thought for a while and said, "I have a comrade in this city. Just give the money to him. From now on, he will help me transfer the money every month."
Remitted out..."
"You arrange your money..."
Qin Feng said disapprovingly that in his heart, time is really much more precious than money. If he arrived at the ginseng-producing area in Siberia just a moment earlier, he might have discovered a thousand-year-old ginseng just a moment earlier.
"I know, soon!" Peng Hong understood what Qin Feng was thinking. He took out his phone and dialed a number. After saying a few words, he started the car and took Qin Feng to the door of a high-end residential area.
"Ah Hong, didn't you just send over 200,000 yuan yesterday? How come you have money coming in again?" A few minutes later, a middle-aged man with a somewhat stout body walked out of the community and hugged Peng Hong.
, glanced at Qin Feng with vigilant eyes.
"Old Han, don't worry about where the money came from. It wasn't stolen anyway..."
Peng Hong interrupted the other party and said: "You have a list of people who want to remit money. Starting from next month, each family will add one thousand to the remittance amount. Those who go to school will remit another five hundred.
We can't suffer those dolls..."
"Hey, why are you doing this..." The man Peng Hong called Lao Han sighed and said, "I understand, when will you come back this time?"
"I don't know. I'm going to Siberia this time. If I'm unlucky, I might not be able to come back..." Peng Hong smiled bitterly upon hearing this. He and Lao Han were old friends for nearly twenty years, and they had given each other good advice on the battlefield.
If the other party has blocked a bullet, he will naturally not hide anything from him.
"A Hong, be safe, nothing is life-threatening..." Old Han did not let Peng Hong continue speaking, but when he spoke, his eyes flickered.
"I'm not like you. I already have tens of millions of dollars. If I die, it will be gone."
Peng Hong didn't like this kind of sad conversation. He threw the woven bag of money at Lao Han's feet and said: "Seeing that Daniel and his sons have gone to college, what else am I not satisfied with?"
What? Let’s go, Old Han, if I can come back, we will have a good drink..."
In the past, the day before a mission in the army, comrades like Peng Hong would always tell each other their unfulfilled wishes to their best comrades. Peng Hong and Lao Han also habitually said this.
talk.
"Ah Hong, take care!" After Peng Hong started the car and drove more than ten meters, Old Han shouted as if he was just waking up from a dream, but his feet did not move, and his right hand had already lifted the woven bag.
"Brother Hong, can you trust this man?" Qin Feng glanced at the man in the reversing mirror and said lightly: "Sometimes the power of money can make a good person turn into a devil."
"Old Han was my deputy squad leader, and we ate from the same pot for six years. Although he was a bit cunning, he was still trustworthy." Peng Hong nodded in an affirmative tone, showing that we could pull each other off on the battlefield.
What else can't be trusted by someone who has given up his/her back to the other party?
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