"God of War, the garbage is all cleaned up. Song Ningqing took Xiang Khan to the conference room.

Looking around at the bloody severed arm in the conference room, he said calmly: "What about the one who slipped through the secret passage to the embassy area?"

"Leave that person behind. ”

Wei Baocang stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the brightly lit embassy area not far away and smiling slightly.

"However, since you dare to come to Huaxia to steal secrets, of course you can't just let him go back, just ask him for a hand. ”

Wei Baocang turned his head, looked at Song Ningqing and said with some interest: "Ning Qing, do you think I'm too unfair to them?"

Song Ningqing thought that Wei Baocang was talking about which man had escaped, so he said with a reasonable face: "It's fair." What a person gets, he has to give. ”

"Leave this here to Long Kai's 'wolf fang' to clean up the aftermath, let's go out for a walk. ”

Wei Baocang took the lead out of the conference room of Xindu Building with his hands behind his back.

Song Ningqing quietly followed behind Wei Baocang.

Staring at the back of this majestic shore that had only bloomed in the darkness just now, she loved the feeling of following him.

No matter which god of war commands thousands of troops, Wei Baocang.

is still the man who is destined to shake the world below, or the "little bodyguard" who makes her call Brother Cang.

In this life.

She only has his back in her eyes, and she never hopes to enter his glorious world.

"The forces that have surfaced and have thoughts about the 'Nuwa' plan are the Situ family, the Abe Foundation of Izumo Province, and the 'Tenjin Gene' group of Bijung Rice Country, the 'God-making' Research Institute of the European Union, and the 'polar bear' that has temporarily stopped in the north?"

It doesn't seem to take the Rongcheng branch of the Abe Consortium seriously at all, Wei Baocang muttered to himself.

It can be said that the death of the lame veteran Wang Shubian was the fuse of his action this time.

However, when he went to the back to kill the Xindu Building, it was Wei Baocang's intention.

The importance of the "Nuwa" program is self-evident.

Instead of letting groups of forces with ideas rush to Jishi Pharmaceutical Group like moths to a fire.

It is better to use thunderous means to deter those forces who are interested in the "Nuwa" plan, but are not strong enough.

As long as those small forces don't dare to infiltrate China.

Wei Baocang had more energy and time to deal with those behemoths.

"So, after the strong signal I released this time, who will be the forces that dare to attack the 'Nuwa' plan next time?"

... ...

came to a small hot pot restaurant on the side of the road, Wei Baocang pushed the door and entered.

Ordered a good dish and asked for a case of beer, and asked Song Ningqing to sit across from him: "How is it? From a dominating female general to a company's security director, will you feel aggrieved?"

"No, as long as I can follow the God of War, I believe that no matter where you are, life will not be less exciting!" Song Ningqing, who had always maintained humility in front of Wei Baocang, said softly.

It's just that.

It is difficult to associate the humble woman in front of her with the female killing god who had just killed everyone in the Xindu Building.

"Has Long Kai contacted you?" Wei Baocang said softly after taking a sip of beer.

Song Ningqing was slightly stunned, nodded and said, "Is it about planting the Pampas sycamore?" At present, it has been calculated that about 50,000 pampas sycamores will be needed to plant the entire Rongcheng. ”

"Hmm..."

"Okay, be sure to keep it secret, I want to have a surprise surprise. Wei Baocang smiled slightly.

After thinking about it for a while, Song Ningqing pondered and spoke: "God of War, can you ask, who are these sycamores for?"

"My wife, Dong Fanyin. ”

The curvature of the corners of his mouth was full of warmth, and Song Ningqing was fascinated for a while.

"Oh!"

Song Ningqing was a little unexpected, but it was reasonable.

When Long Kai took out the design drawings and appeared in front of her, he just imagined that 50,000 yellowed pampas sycamores suddenly appeared in the streets and alleys of Rongcheng.

Even Song Ningqing, who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but get excited.

Oh, yes!

Who deserves such a thought from the gods of war in the North?

There is no jealousy, only deep envy.

Holding the wine glass, Wei Baocang said with some amazement:

"When I was in college, it was Ye Hanbing who accompanied me to drink, and now his whereabouts are unknown; ”

Gulping down the wine in the cup, "I don't know, who else will be able to drink with me in the future?"

Song Ningqing held the chopsticks, looking at the loneliness in Wei Baocang's eyes, she felt distressed for a while, and suddenly, she said with great interest: "God of War, why don't we fight the bar?"

"Okay!" Wei Baocang was a little surprised.

As a northerner, Song Ningqing actually drinks a lot of wine, and he also likes to drink two glasses in private.

But once, Wei Baocang unintentionally said that girls should drink less, and she has not drunk a drop since then.

At this time, let go of the amount of alcohol and fight against Wei Baocang, which is quite a bit evenly matched.

When the two were drinking together, Song Ningqing, who was blushing, looked up at the TV hanging on the wall.

The TV was broadcasting the award ceremony of Dong Fanyin's top ten outstanding young scientists.

The famous host in China solemnly read out the evaluation of her:

She said that only by obeying nature can we harness it. ”

All reasoning, she said, must come from observation and experimentation. ”

She also said that science has no borders, but scientists have a homeland. ”

"She has such beauty, she doesn't have to work so hard at all, she is a model of the times and an idol of the country. ”

Song Ningqing held her wine glass and looked at the dazzling woman on TV with some distraction: "Miss Fanyin is really good, apart from her in Song Ningqing's life, the woman she admires the most is Miss Dong Fanyin." ”

"What, when you think of that woman fighting with you?" Wei Baocang smiled lightly, when he thought of her, Wei Baocang always had a lingering melancholy.

"Well, I do miss Long Xiyue's woman a little. Song Ningqing bowed his head.

Hearing this name, Wei Baocang laughed at himself for a while.

The northern territory has been bloodied for three years, and countless enemy generals have been killed and captured under Wei Baocang's hands.

The Long Xiyue in Song Ningqing's mouth is a noble descendant of the rival camp of the Tsarist Russian Empire, and the two met in battle.

Long Xiyue was captured by Wei Cang and captured seven verticals, and finally achieved a relationship of cutting and untidy and chaotic battlefields.

For this stubborn woman, Wei Baocang can't talk about love, but more of an appreciation, which is a very subtle emotion.

There is no love, but it is destined to be entangled.

"God of War, you really don't like that woman?" Song Ningqing asked worriedly.

Seeing Wei Baocang frowning slightly, he hurriedly lowered his head and ate the vegetables.

As if sensing his gaffe, Wei Baocang took a sip of beer to cover up the past, and then said indifferently:

"Appreciation and love are not the same thing. ”

"A man can appreciate a lot of women. But there can only be one love..."