It was almost late at night.

The No. 1 villa area of the Huating Special Operations Bureau is still brightly lit.

There are nine single-family villas in the No. 1 villa area, which can be said to be the most luxurious place in the entire base, and it is the residence of the high-rise and VIP in the Huating Special Operations Bureau, located in the center of the entire base.

Tan Qinghua, deputy commander of the Eastern Theater of Operations, temporarily lived in Building No. 9 in the No. 1 Villa District.

As a military cadre of the Prince Group, Tan Qinghua, who is just in his early fifties, is thin, with an aging face, with age spots on his face, his hair is not dyed, and he is gray, and he does not look like a powerful general who has just been fifty years old, but more like an ordinary old man in his sixties and seventies.

It is said that Tan Qinghua when he was young was also a member of the Zhongzhou special operations system, and at his peak, he was even close to the master of the Thunder Realm, but he was captured by foreign forces during a certain mission, and in half a month, he suffered all kinds of torture, and his martial arts strength was abolished, not to mention that his body was also sick, and he has not improved for many years.

However, the temperament of this Zhongzhou general is extremely tenacious, after being successfully rescued, transferred from the special operations system to the General Staff as a civilian officer, nearly 20 years, steady and steady, several times on the rise, and finally sat in the current position, his life, almost a living legend, full of ups and downs and wisdom and wisdom, in the Central Continent military and special operations system, this is definitely a well-known figure.

The lights in the villa are very bright, and the almost dazzling light spreads all over every corner of the villa, making everyone's eyes a little uncomfortable.

But no one spoke to the few people present, and everyone just quietly looked at Tan Qinghua who was sitting on the sofa, cautious.

Tan Qinghua sat quietly on the sofa, expressionless, with a stretcher in front of him, covered with a clean and tidy white cloth, under the white cloth, was the body of his son Tan Xilai.

Tan Qinghua has two sons, the eldest son does not know martial arts, and now he is serving as an operational staff officer and deputy regimental officer in a main division in the Southern Theater, and his future is bright.

The youngest son is Tan Qinghua, who has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and when he became an adult, he was sent to Shura Dao, and he was strict with him, and the two sons were literate and martial, Tan Qinghua had high hopes for them, especially Tan Xilai, who was determined, amazingly talented, and flexible, and has always been cultivated by Tan Qinghua as a successor, the father and son have a very good relationship, in Tan Qinghua's heart, Tan Xilai can be said to be the only choice to support the façade of the Tan family in the future, and it is also the best choice.

But now his biological son, who he has high hopes for, is lying silently on the stretcher, and has become a lifeless corpse.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

How painful is this?

No one can understand Tan Qinghua's mood, and even Tan Qinghua himself doesn't know what kind of mood he is in now.

The moment he received the bad news, his whole heart seemed to be empty, there was no anger, no resentment, no sorrow, numbness seemed to become his only feeling, he just sat on the sofa, as time passed, he didn't want to move, he didn't want to talk, he didn't want to do anything.

"Old Tan..."

Near Tan Qinghua, a middle-aged man in camouflage uniform shouted, wanting to stop talking.

He is about the same age as Tan Qinghua, but his image is completely different, this is an extremely tall man, full of black hair, majestic appearance, and the two gold stars on his shoulders representing the status of lieutenant generals are more and more dazzling under the illumination of the lights, but at this moment, he looks at Tan Qinghua's expression but is extremely careful, and his voice is also extremely light.

Tan Qinghua, who had been sitting on the sofa for several hours, finally moved, but he didn't raise his head, just slowly knelt in front of Tan Xilai's corpse and slowly stretched out his hand.

His hands trembled violently, and his thin fingers clenched the white cloth tightly, pulling it down slowly.

Tan Xilai's pale face appeared in front of everyone little by little.

Tan Xilai watched silently, his mouth opened, but he couldn't make any sound for a while.

"Old Tan..."

The lieutenant general, dressed in camouflage uniform, took a step forward and couldn't help but scream again.

Tan Qinghua raised his head blankly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his voice was hoarse: "Yangtze River, my son, was killed." ”

In the entire Huating, there is only one lieutenant general named the Yangtze River, Lieutenant General Gu Changjiang, director of the Huating Special Operations Bureau, one of the elders of Kunlun City, and the backbone of the entire special operations group!

Gu Changjiang and Tan Qinghua have been friends for many years, and their personal relationship is excellent, but now looking at the desolation and blankness in the eyes of his old friend, his heart is also uncomfortable, but no matter how uncomfortable he is, he doesn't dare to act rashly now.

Everything tonight is a little weird, not only Tan Xilai was killed, but the little son of the Zhong family, Zhong Shaofeng, was also completely abolished, because the incident was short, Gu Changjiang could not get specific news, judging from the latest news, Zhong Shaofeng is still rescuing, whether he can get out of danger of his life depends entirely on luck.

And these two things were done by the same group of young people, and they were done by a group of young people with extremely complex backgrounds.

Gu Changjiang couldn't see through the essence of the matter for the time being, how could he dare to act rashly?

He and Tan Xilai have a very personal relationship, but after all, they are just personal friends, but their positions are not exactly the same.

The Prince Group and the Special Warfare Group have always advanced and retreated together in recent years, and they are the closest allies, but the allies and their own people are completely different things, and the difference between them is not big or small, just take tonight's incident as an example, if Gu Changjiang insists on coming forward now, it will be equivalent to the Special Operations Group intervening in this matter without a clear reaction from the Prince Group.

In this way, not to mention how the special operations group reacts, even if it is the prince group, I am afraid that they will not appreciate it, and before receiving the instructions from above, the only thing Gu Changjiang can do is to say a word of condolences to Tan Qinghua.

"Don't be too sad. ”

Gu Changjiang hesitated, walked up to Tan Qinghua, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Xilai doesn't want to see you now." ”

"He couldn't see it. ”

Tan Qinghua said in a blank tone: "Everyone is gone, what do you think?"

Gu Changjiang wanted to speak and stopped, but was speechless for a while.

Tan Qinghua didn't look at him either, just gently stroked his son's cold face, and said softly with his eyes: "We still eat together at noon, who would have thought that it would suddenly become like this at night?"

"You are highly talented, you have been smart since you were a child, much stronger than your brother, I was expecting you to take over my class, but I didn't expect you to leave without saying hello, you kid is ruthless, I tell you about the sense of responsibility on weekdays, and the man is responsible, all of which you regard as a deaf ear. ”

"You hold grudges, I have long seen this problem, but I have not taken it seriously, holding grudges is not a bad thing, who dares to be sorry for us, it must be a good tribute to the past. But you kid is stupid, you don't have the strength to want revenge, and you have to let me help you take revenge, what is this called?"

Tan Qinghua knelt next to Tan Xilai's corpse, gently leaned down and kissed his son's cold forehead, and said softly: "Don't worry, Dad will help you take revenge, soon." ”

Gu Changjiang's face on the side changed slightly.

And a young man who was a little farther away from Gu Changjiang and Tan Qinghua also changed color slightly.

The young man was about thirty-two or thirteen years old, with a pair of glasses, and although he was wearing a military uniform, he had a kind of Sven temperament that belonged to a civilian person all over his body, and it was more appropriate to describe him as a scholar than a soldier.

Listening to Tan Qinghua's last hoarse and calm but extremely resolute promise, the young man lowered his eyes and said softly: "Commander Tan, please mourn." ”

Tan Qinghua raised his eyelids and glanced at him, in a short period of time, his whole person seemed to be completely calm, the general of the prince group sat back on the sofa, stared at the young man in front of him with stunned eyes, and said in an indifferent tone: "Who killed Xilai?"

"Here's the thing..."

"I ask you, who killed Xilai?"

Tan Qinghua directly interrupted the other party's words and repeated in a calm tone.

The young man with glasses opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Who killed Tan Xilai?

Everyone present knows the answer to this question, and Tan Qinghua also knows it, but because of the problem of identity, young people can never say it.

Because he was the secretary of Ning Zhiyuan, the commander of the Eastern Theater of Operations, and Ning Zhiyuan was Ning Qiancheng's father.

Who is the murderer, if it really comes out of his mouth, I'm afraid that Ning Zhiyuan will be quite passive at that time.

Tan Qinghua's question is simply a bit heart-wrenching.

"Commander Tan, it's a pity that something like this happened, Commander Ning means that I hope you can calm down, he will give you a satisfactory explanation, he hopes that you can focus on the overall situation and don't affect your work, if Commander Tan is convenient, Commander Ning has some work things I want to discuss with you..."

The young man said calmly, carefully observing Tan Qinghua's reaction as he spoke.

This is the main purpose of his coming here today, to say that it is to offer condolences, but it is better to find an opportunity to try to see if the relationship between the two sides can be eased.

Ning Qiancheng killed Tan Xilai.

If it is small, it is the grievance of two young people, and if it is big, it is the grievance of the two powerful figures in the Eastern Theater, the pain of losing a child, this kind of feud seems to be irresolvable, but when the status reaches their level, there is basically nothing that cannot be discussed, the key depends on how important Tan Xilai is in Tan Qinghua's heart.

Tan Qinghua raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, and gradually narrowed his eyes.

The already extremely oppressive atmosphere in the hall instantly became heavy.

However, after more than ten seconds, cold sweat oozed from the young man's forehead, and his originally calm expression gradually became embarrassed.

As an ordinary lieutenant colonel, under the pressure of a general, you can imagine how much pressure he was under.

"Help me tell Commander Ning. ”

Tan Qinghua finally spoke, and said lightly: "I will focus on the overall situation, after I avenge my son." ”

The young lieutenant colonel's expression changed, looking at Tan Qinghua's eyes that were gradually becoming crazy, and finally chose to be silent.

"Yangtze River, where is the murderer?"

Tan Qinghua suddenly stood up, looked at Gu Changjiang beside him and asked.

"Yonghua Villa. ”

Gu Changjiang was stunned and replied subconsciously.

"Agni!"

As soon as Gu Changjiang's voice fell, Tan Qinghua suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

"Here!"

Outside the door of the villa, a loud voice sounded, the door was pushed open, and a burly man with a scar on his face appeared at the door and saluted Tan Qinghua.

Tan Qinghua said with a cold expression: "Ask people to gather, go to Yonghua Villa, and bring the murderer back to me." ”

His hands clenched, and he added, "Do whatever it takes!"

"Yes!"

The scar man, codenamed Agni, saluted and turned around to go out without hesitation.

"Commander Tan!"

The young lieutenant colonel, who had been silent, changed his face and said in a low tone: "Do you know what you are doing?!"

"I'm avenging my son. ”

Tan Qinghua's tone was cold: "Tell Ning Zhiyuan, if he has a different opinion, just stop my people and see if he has the guts!"

The young lieutenant colonel's face changed, and after a while, he snorted coldly, turned around and walked away quickly.

He is just Ning Zhiyuan's secretary, and he can't make any decisions on behalf of Ning Zhiyuan, and now that things have come to this point, he must report Tan Qinghua's actions to Ning Zhiyuan as soon as possible.

"Old Tan, calm down, tonight's things are not simple. ”

Gu Changjiang came behind Tan Qinghua and said in a deep voice, the scale of the exercise between the Eastern Theater and the Huating Special Operations Bureau is not large, there are about 2,000 elites in the Eastern Theater, although the number is not much, but the comprehensive quality is the top 2,000 people in the entire Eastern Theater, among these people, Tan Qinghua can fully command about 300 people, once these 300 people rush into the Yonghua Villa, things are likely to develop to the point of being out of control.

Everything looks a little chaotic tonight, and Tan Qinghua acting so rashly may not have an optimistic outcome.

"I can't calm down. ”

Tan Qinghua glanced at Gu Changjiang and said calmly: "Changjiang, I know your difficulties, so I won't let you be embarrassed, but don't stop me, whoever kills my son, I will kill whom!"

Lose your marbles!

Tan Qinghua is crazy.

Gu Changjiang's mind was buzzing, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his whole person was powerless.

Tan Qinghua didn't pay attention to Gu Changjiang, just bent down slightly, hugged his son's body in his arms, and went upstairs directly.

Gu Changjiang stood in place in a daze, and only after a while did he take out a cigarette and light it, he took a big puff of the cigarette, but his brain became more and more confused.

Tan Xilai's body was sent back by Gu Youyan, and the time was pressing, and he only briefly understood what happened, not to mention how things developed, just listening to some of the characters involved tonight, it was enough to make people feel that the inside story of this matter was complicated.

Zhuang Huayang, Qin Weibai, Wang Yuetong, Ning Qiancheng, Li Baitian, and that Li Tianlan.

Gu Changjiang was not familiar with Li Tianlan, but what the other people meant was too obvious.

Academy, Beihai Wang's Clan, Wealthy Group, Shushan, and a mysterious reincarnation palace!

Especially the reincarnation palace of foreign forces, although their development in Zhongzhou has been resisted by Kunlun City and the Beihai Wang clan, but in recent years, the cooperation between Zhongzhou and the reincarnation palace has been extremely pleasant, and now Qin Weibai, who has a special status in the reincarnation palace, appears as Li Tianlan's woman, and it is said that the mad dog of the Zhong family, He Dragonfly, knelt on the spot, Qin Weibai is suddenly so strong, will there be any special meaning?

Gu Changjiang had a headache, and only felt that the rain in Huating Mountain was coming, and there was a kind of black cloud pressing the city overnight.

The phone rang suddenly.

Gu Changjiang took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID, and his spirit was shocked, and he called the city lord in a respectful tone after connecting it.

There are two extremely prominent city lords in Zhongzhou, but there is only one who can make Gu Changjiang so respectful, Gu Xingyun, the god of war in Zhongzhou, the city lord of Kunlun City!

"Huating is very lively tonight?"

On the phone, Gu Xingyun's voice rang, fluttering, and he couldn't hear what he was feeling.

"It's more than just hilarious. ”

Gu Changjiang smiled bitterly: "It's a mess, the kid of the Ning family killed Tan Xilai, and the youngest son of the Zhong family, Zhong Shaofeng, was abolished by a man named Li Tianlan, how long has it been, the bull ghosts and snake gods from all walks of life have jumped out one by one, and Lao Tan is also going crazy, and he was ready to gather people to take revenge a few minutes ago." ”

"It's messy enough. ”

Gu Xingyun chuckled lightly and said lightly: "But that's fine." ”

Gu Changjiang was silent for a while, so is it okay?

The chaos in Huating is indeed not a bad thing for Kunlun City, but now this chaos is not caused by Kunlun City, in this way, the muddy water of Huating is deep and shallow, and they have no way to grasp it, rashly entering the water, can it really be in the interests of Kunlun City?

"You can go and see it too. ”

Gu Xingyun seemed to think about it for a while, and then said slowly: "Listen more and talk less, and wait and see what happens." ”

"Yes. ”

Gu Changjiang responded in a deep voice, and then said in a low voice: "City Lord, should we prepare early?"

Gu Xingyun was slightly silent, and after half a minute, he smiled and said: "The preparation has already started, but there is no need to rush to make a move, what is the trend of Huating's game of chess, it depends on the Zhong family, only Tan Qinghua alone, it can't be done, let's wait and see." ”

Gu Changjiang hummed, hung up the phone, stood in place and smoked a cigarette, and walked out of the villa directly.

Twelve o'clock in the evening.

In the brightly lit Huating Special Operations Bureau base, seven or eight military trucks roared out of the base gate and broke into the deep night outside the base.

Tan Qinghua, who originally asked the guard Agni to lead the team to arrest people, temporarily changed his mind, he put his son's body in his bedroom, personally led the team, and went straight to Yonghua Villa!

In the No. 1 villa area, Building No. 9 is quiet and quiet.

The No. 7 villa where Ning Zhiyuan, the commander of the Eastern Theater of Operations, was also quiet.

Regarding Tan Qinghua's dispatch of troops, from beginning to end, Ning Zhiyuan, the number one person in the Eastern Theater, was silent and did not stop him at all.