A fire burned down the Jiugong Pavilion that had stood at the top of the rivers and lakes in Dongshan Province for many years. The falling pieces of rubble and the crackling sounds from inside echoed in the hearts of no one...
In the eyes of ordinary people, Jiugong Pavilion is a luxurious building under a famous mountain. Mr. Chen Wanli who lives in it is a legend in Dongshan Province, which makes people have an urge to look up to him.
In the eyes of countless Jianghu people in Dongshan Province, it symbolizes the arrogance and heritage of Dongshan Province's Jianghu. For more than ten or even twenty years, all the big and small things in Dongshan Province's Jianghu can't be solved as long as you go to Jiugong Pavilion.
The knots that have been opened, the hurdles that cannot be overcome...
But now, this building with a transcendent status collapsed, burned in the raging fire, and turned into ashes in the flames that were about to extinguish. After hearing the news, a group of gangsters who came to want to divide the 300 million commission were hiding in the
In the distant darkness, looking at the fire soaring into the sky, the heroic spirit in their hearts also collapsed.
In the mysterious shine of Dongshan Province, the garrison of Dongshan Province was stationed. At this time, a burst of laughter sounded from a small building in the military compound. The laughter sounded a bit old, but it revealed a
With soaring pride, an old man with gray hair and a camouflage vest said to the middle-aged men in the room: "Okay, okay, okay, this fire is really beautiful!"
Several middle-aged men were wearing military uniforms with military badges on their shoulders. If you look carefully, they are all of high rank. One of the middle-aged men smiled and said: "Uncle, why do you think that guy Lin Kun is so fucked up? I'm starting to think about it."
I'm curious, how did Chief Hu from Mobei suppress him?"
The other two men said nothing, but looked at the old man with curious eyes.
This old man was none other than Chen Xi, the head of the Chinese Military Region in Dongshan Province. Chen Xi picked up his big teapot and frowned. The middle-aged man who just called uncle was none other than Chen Xi's nephew. That person
Chen Long was driving an armored vehicle to escort Lin Kun out of Dongshan Province on the same day. Chen Long immediately picked up a thermos beside him and walked over to refill Chen Xi's water. However, Chen Xi raised his hand to stop him.
Chen Xi bent down and took out a wine jar from under the table. The wine jar had the word "Liu" on it, which was obviously Hong, the Liu family's daughter.
As soon as the seal of the wine jar was opened, a strong aroma of wine suddenly overflowed. The three middle-aged people standing there, including Chen Long, were all greedy.
Chen Xi didn't care about their expressions, and poured a cup of tea on his own, then swallowed a gulp, smacked his lips twice, and then continued with a satisfied look: "Haha, Mobei's
Old Hu, I have never heard that this old boy can defeat that boy named Lin.
I heard that many of these guys smoked Lao Hu's cigars and drank Lao Hu's Tibetan wine when they were in Mobei. On the day he was discharged from the army, Lao Hu mobilized all the people in the military region to celebrate with fireworks and slaughtered more than a dozen fat pigs.
Pig, the whole Mobei Military Region is like celebrating the New Year, haha..."
After saying that, Chen Xi took another sip of liquor, looking like he was enjoying it.
The other two middle-aged people, including Chen Long, all looked surprised. The other two people were Chen Xi's subordinates. Naturally, they were careful when speaking. Only Chen Long could speak freely in front of Chen Xi. He grinned,
Said: "Uncle, if there is a chance to have such a sharp-headed soldier under your command, would you like it?"
Mr. Chen Xi immediately raised his brows, stared at Chen Long and said: "Nonsense, this kid is so fucked up, of course I want it! Everyone knows that this kid is fucked up, but he is also a good general. The Wolf Fang Corps in Mobei has always been
They are all among the top three corps in China, and they have made countless achievements.
Even the leaders of China have praised their numerous military exploits, but since that boy retired, although the current Wolf Fang Corps has strong combat effectiveness, it lacks the aura of kings it once had. One person can change the temperament of an entire regiment. This kind of soldier
Would you like to be my subordinate instead?"
Chen Long and the other two men laughed together. At this time, three helicopters hovered over the military compound and landed slowly. In the small building, Chen Long and two other middle-aged men looked out together.
The old man Chen Xi stood with a teapot in his hand.
He got up and walked to the window, looked at the group of people who got off the plane, and said, "Xiaolong, go and arrange for the rest of the Langya Corps to rest. Invite the boy named Lin to me, and then let the kitchen cook."
I have to have a good chat with this kid."
Chen Long took the order and went down. Chen Xi looked at the other two middle-aged men and said, "What, do you want to have a drink together?"
The other two middle-aged men are also the captains of the old man's subordinates, and they are both his right-hand men. They are both honest and honest-looking and have the heroic spirit of soldiers. Naturally, they want to sit at the same table with the legendary Wolf King of Mobei.
We drank together, looked at each other, and grinned together.
Chen Xi chuckled and looked at the two people with a pair of scheming eyes, "Tell me the truth, you two boys, do you want to meet this turbulent Mobei Wolf King, or are you still thinking about my daughter? I'm going to talk to you."
We agreed that for tonight’s dinner, I will bring Guojiao Moutai, and I won’t bring daughter’s red wine.”
When the two men heard this, they looked at each other again, then grinned at Chen Xi: "Old chief, look at you..."
The other one had more ink in his belly and took over the conversation: "Old chief, they say that a hero deserves good wine. The two of us are your old subordinates. Let's just say that we have never embarrassed you on the battlefield.
To say that we are your subordinates
, it’s okay if he should be invincible, but the key person is Lin Kun, who was once the Wolf King of Mobei. He is such a famous hero. If you don’t bring out the Liu family’s daughter Hong, wouldn’t it be a bit stingy?
."
Chen Xi touched his chin. There was no beard on his chin, which had been trimmed cleanly. He looked at his two men and smiled, "You two, your abacus is good, but there is something you don't know yet."
The two subordinates were curious together, "Please tell me, old chief, what's going on?"
Chen Xi laughed and said: "No matter how talented Chen Long is, can he get a car full of Nv Hong? Then the question is, where did this car of high-grade Nv Hong come from?"
"What, a carload of daughter Hong, all from the Liu family?" The two men were surprised at the same time.
Chen Xi continued to laugh and said: "Otherwise, do you think that boy Chen Long is so generous, or that I am so generous? One person gave you two jars, and you are not willing to drink your own wine, but now you are thinking about running away
I came here to have a drink."
The two subordinates laughed at the same time. If you want to say that their old leader is generous, he is absolutely generous. But no matter what time, when it comes to money, the old leader not only regards money as dirt, but doesn't care much anyway, but it doesn't matter.
It involves fine wine,
That would be regarded as their lifeblood. Two days ago, each of them gave them two jars of daughter Hong from the Liu family. I thought the old leader was suddenly generous, but he didn't expect that they had a car full of daughter Hong and only gave them two jars...