Zhang's Mansion, the living room. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Three figures, two men and one woman standing in front of a tiger picture, their backs are hazy, as if they want to blend into this painting, and the tiger painting is almost realistic, a striped tiger is fierce and vicious, roaring at the three people.

"It's an interesting picture. A man's voice sounded, with a hint of a smile, and he stood in the middle of the three, a majesty that was not angry.

"It's a pity that this rain pavilion can find this painting, it's a pity. Another man's voice sounded, in a playful tone.

Click!

The delicate door was pushed open, and a handsome young man walked in, it was Zhang Hanqing, the son of Zhang Zuolin, the king of the Northeast.

As soon as Zhang Hanqing came in, he saw the three of them, looking at their mysterious backs, Zhang Hanqing was also slightly surprised, but he was quickly relieved as well-informed.

"The three of them came to Zhang's mansion, and they were not welcomed, so don't be surprised. Zhang Hanqing clasped his hands into fists, walked towards the three of them, and said apologetically.

The three of them turned around, and suddenly the hazy aura disappeared in an instant, and even the tiger picture returned to normal, as if it had never happened.

Among the three, a woman is pure and gorgeous, subtle and qualitative, if Nie Yun is here, he will definitely recognize this woman, who is a member of the ground group, Zhang Yufei.

"Haha, Zhang Shaoshuai is polite, I'm also bothered when I suddenly visit. Among the three, the majestic man laughed and also clenched his fists to meet him.

A man and a woman behind the majestic man also followed, a step behind, and looked at the majestic man and Zhang Hanqing greetings.

"Three from Nanjing?" Zhang Hanqing sat the three of them down, and he also sat on the main seat, and the steaming tea was already placed on the coffee table in the adjacent room of the leather sofa seat, which made this luxurious living room even more hazy.

The dignified man took a sip of tea, looked at Zhang Hanqing, and said, "The Nanjing Military Command Bureau is smart, these two are my colleagues." ”

"Feng Ming. The other man hugged his fists.

"Zhang Yufei. Zhang Yufei bowed slightly.

Zhang Hanqing was also slightly surprised when he saw Zhang Yufei, but he didn't show it in his expression, and replied: "Northeast Zhang Xueliang." ”

If Zhang Hanqing's name is not loud, then his father's name is known to everyone in the world, that is, Zhang Zuolin, the king of the Northeast.

Zhang Zuolin has been a horse all his life, born in poverty, from a horse thief step by step to a legendary figure in charge of the military and politics of the Northeast, which can be described as eloquent, and in his life, there are only two people who are most important to him, one is Yuan Shikai, and the other is his son Zhang Xueliang.

Yuan Shikai was born in an official family, and the people who were officials in the family had a great influence on his career, until he took over the rights of Mr. Sun Wen and became the provisional president of the Republic of China.

And Zhang Hanqing is Zhang Zuolin's eldest son, whether it is military talent or dealing with people, he has Zhang Zuolin's style, even better than his father, and is also one of the four beautiful men of the Republic of China, known as "Young Marshal".

"I don't know what the three of them are coming?" As soon as his father died, Nanjing sent someone, and the speed was so fast, Zhang Hanqing had to suspect that the other party's intentions were wrong.

Gao Ming smiled faintly and said meaningfully: "The young marshal should be clear about the purpose of our arrival this time. ”

Zhang Hanqing sneered, he guessed correctly, his father is the king of the Northeast, and the power in the Northeast is the target of all forces, but it is impossible to take this power from him.

"Is this what Jiang Zhongzheng meant?" Zhang Hanqing asked in a deep voice.

Gao Ming stared at him and said, "This is what the people of the whole country mean. ”

Zhang Hanqing sneered and said: "Don't press me with righteousness, my father has guarded the Northeast for so many years, and the Japanese can't move an inch in the Northeast, what we do is righteousness." ”

"What Ling Zun has done is indeed admirable, but you have also seen the methods of the Japanese, do you want to follow in your father's footsteps?" Gao Ming admonished him: "If you join the party-state, the whole country will be your backing." ”

Zhang Hanqing's face changed, and he hesitated, his father was brutalized by the Japanese, didn't he know Japan's purpose, the Japanese just wanted the impregnable Northeast to appear cracks and be disintegrated little by little.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hanqing's face changed again, revealing deep thought, he knew that if he followed his father's path, he would also be harmed by the Japanese, but he didn't want to give up this land like this.

Gao Ming, who was sitting on the side, naturally saw the other party's worries, and said: "Of course, you only announced that you have joined the party-state in name, and your rights will not be lost in the slightest, as long as you stand on our side, and we will find out the culprit who killed your father." ”

"What?" Zhang Hanqing exclaimed, showing thought, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, if you do it, I will consider it." ”

"Haha, he is worthy of being the successor of Zhang Dashuai. Gao Ming laughed, the purpose of coming this time is half completed, and the other half, he is confident that he can do it, he believes in the strength of the human group.

Shenyang City, in a suburban manor.

The manor is a somewhat dilapidated manor that has gone through vicissitudes of life, and it is an abandoned old manor, but it can still shelter from the wind and rain, and it is not too unbearable.

"His grandmother's, these mad dogs are really ruthless. Inside the manor, a loud curse sounded, giving the old manor a little life.

"Will you heal!"

"Oops...... Tap tap ......

Zhao Ling lay on the old table in a room in the manor, bared his teeth and yelled, and took off his shirt, revealing a bloody knife mark on his back.

"Be quiet!" Shao Ming tapped his fingers on his back a few times, and then slapped the crushed herbs on his back at once, and suddenly, a miserable shout resounded through the room.

"Aren't you afraid that those people will chase you over when you are so loud?" Shao Ming said unhappily, looking at a slight sword mark on his arm, revealing solemnity.

Thinking of the people who chased and killed them, Shao Ming was a little dignified, those people knew the art of Qimen Dunjia, they were good at hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity, and their swordsmanship was also very high, and they could faintly compete with him.

If it weren't for the fact that his master was a great swordsmanship school, with a profound background, and his swordsmanship was even better, he wouldn't be standing here at this moment.

"Who do you say they are?

Zhao Ling was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he looked at Shao Ming and asked puzzled.

Shao Ming shook his head, equally puzzled, and said, "I also know a little about the big factions in the world, but there is really no such thing as this." ”

"However, looking at their techniques and the way they hold the knife, they are not like the Central Plains sect. ”

"Could it be ......" Zhao Ling thought of a possibility in his mind, which was mentioned in the records of the Dragon Group.

However, at this moment, several sounds of breaking the air sounded and landed in the manor, and the moment the footsteps landed quickly approached, making the two people in the house instantly vigilant.

"They're coming!"