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Make a phone call, warn you, and that's enough.

Yang Tianyou frowned, Fei Wanjun's today was a little abnormal.

Helping Yang Tianyou decoct the Chinese medicine, Fei Wanjun sat down again, in the process, she didn't say a word, and when she sat down again, her face kept changing, and finally laughed, but this smile was not warm enough, but a little cold.

"Something's wrong?"

Yang Tianyou finally couldn't help but ask, and put the bowl for medicine on the table.

"Little things." Fei Wanjun glanced at Yang Tianyou and said, "Want to know?" ”

Yang Tianyou nodded, smiling: "Anyway, I'm your bodyguard, and besides, we're still friends, right?" ”

"Yes." Fei Wanjun said: "Since you want to listen, then I will tell you." ”

Then Fei Wanjun told the story of what she experienced on the highway when she came back today, but she didn't talk about the jeep that got out of the middle of the way, she spoke very relaxed and calm, as if she was telling someone else's story, and those thrilling experiences seemed to have happened to her at all.

But Yang Tianyou's brows on the side were furrowed deeply, he was very angry, quite angry.

"You're holding your breath." Yang Tianyou's face was gloomy, and there was some terrifying aura on his body.

Fei Wanjun smiled: "Aren't I okay now?" ”

"So you're angry at Sun Fanglong." Yang Tianyou smiled bitterly: "But obviously, this thing may not be done by him, if he really wants to deal with you, while I am recuperating from my injury, he can completely deal with you, and driving on the highway to hit you, this trick is not necessarily very clever." ”

"I know it's not him." Fei Wanjun's smile was a little weird: "But this matter is inseparable from him, this is Nanjing, didn't he say that Nanjing City is his territory, and after twelve o'clock in the evening is his right to speak?" ”

Yang Tianyou's heart moved, and he smiled: "This will not be the reason for you to be angry with him." ”

"Oh?" Fei Wanjun's eyes lit up and said, "Then why do you think I should be angry at him?" ”

"You know it in your own heart." Yang Tianyou said with a smile: "My injury is about to heal, we can't continue to stay in Nanjing, we can't afford to delay, no matter who wants to deal with you like this for what reason, but this person has really helped you." ”

Fei Wanjun didn't speak, but she was impressed by Yang Tianyou's wit and wisdom.

This man seems to be even smarter than I thought! Fei Wanjun muttered in her heart.

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This is a land unknown to outsiders or regarded as mysterious, and this is the former site of the Whampoa Military Academy.

On September 9, 1945, Okamura Ninji signed the surrender to the Chinese people on behalf of Japan!

After 1949, it became the Nanjing Military Academy, and after 70 years of the last century, it became the headquarters of the Nanjing Military Region, the highest military command organ in southeast China.

This is the compound of the Nanjing Military Region.

It was a small two-story building with a high fence outside, a grape trellis in the corner of the yard, and a vegetable patch that had been reclaimed.

The sun is shining, but the climate is still cold, think about it, it will be the Spring Festival in a while, and now it is three or nine days, and it is not normal if it is not cold.

An old man in military uniform sat in the courtyard, leaning back on an old rattan chair to read the newspaper, the old man looked like he was in his sixties, his eyes were not bad, at least he was not wearing reading glasses, his face was Chinese, and his forehead was a little wrinkled, but his face was upright, and his whole body was full of a temperament that only a professional soldier would have.

The old man's surname is Zhang, he has been a soldier all his life, and in his twilight years, he is still in a high position, and now he is the political commissar of the Nanjing Military Region.

After staying in the barracks for a lifetime, the old man was reluctant to leave, and naturally no one would let him leave, even if he really retired in the future, he would still live here, the old man said that he would retire here for the rest of his life.

The old man has a full house of children and grandchildren, half of his children and grandchildren were sent to the barracks by him and eventually grew into professional soldiers, and the other half were admitted to the national civil service, so he is really worthy of the word pillar.

There is an old family member, if there is a treasure, the old man is a treasure of the family, he is constantly angry all day long, it is estimated that the Zhang family will not go downhill, and even if he is no longer alive in the future, most of the Zhang family can still maintain strong vitality, in the end, a big family like the Zhang family, not only fight whose old man lives longer, but also have to fight the potential of the juniors, and among the juniors of the Zhang family, there are also a few promising and favored by the above.

Mr. Zhang reads the newspaper every day and learns about current affairs, which is his habit, and he can't move.

After lunch, there were a few old men in the courtyard, all of whom were Zhang Lao's comrades-in-arms, and most of them were born in the same era.

A few old men sat together to chat and drink tea, and finally Zhang Lao and another old man played chess, and the other old men watched the excitement on the side, watching the chess without saying a true gentleman, this is useless here, saying that the two are playing chess, in fact, it is six or seven people fighting wits and courage, everyone is about the same chess strength, often because of a move and fight for red faces and thick necks, but looking back, it is still very affectionate.

Decades of comradeship, that is stronger than real money, no one really keeps the quarrel in mind, in fact, the circle knows that several major military regions in China, even if these old men in the Nanjing Military Region are the most united, there are good people who say that the Nanjing Military Region is a needle that cannot be inserted into the water and splashed in, this is a bit exaggerated, but it is not groundless, these old men usually quarrel fiercely, but when it comes to something, but they will be the most able to form a group, and these old men have stood up to speak, it is estimated that everyone will be a little jealous.

The afternoon passed like this, and a few old men were sent away, Zhang Lao returned to the second floor to watch TV, and just sat down, a young officer came to Zhang Lao's side and said with some excitement: "Political commissar, tell you good news." ”

"Say." The old man didn't look back, his face was calm, and he was not shocked.

The officer smiled and said, "Your grandson has arrived in Nanjing, and is now rushing to see you." ”

"What?" The old man stood up suddenly, no longer had his previous composure, he was a little ecstatic, and laughed: "This rabbit cub actually came to see me, good, good, good, you go and arrange it, fry a few more dishes in the evening, I want to have a few drinks with my grandson!" ”

After saying that, the old man was about to go downstairs and wait, but the officer on the side could not persuade him, so he had to go downstairs with him.

Ten minutes later, a jeep with a license plate of the Shanghai Garrison District stopped at the gate of the courtyard, Zhang Xiong jumped out of the car, carried a box of tea in his hand and came up with a smile, called grandpa, the old man deliberately taught a few words with a straight face, but in the end he couldn't help laughing.

Half an hour later, the grandfather and grandson were already sitting together and drinking, Zhang Lao's alcohol consumption was notoriously large in the Nanjing Military Region, although Zhang Xiong's alcohol consumption was also good, but he never dared to compete with his grandfather.

After drinking for a while, Zhang Lao's words increased, and he glanced at Zhang Xiong meaningfully, and said, "Grandson, you came to Nanjing this time, you won't really come to see me, right?" ”

The Zhang family has many children and grandchildren, and the old man's son has three, and the grandchildren can almost sit at the same table, but what he likes the most is the Zhang Xiong in front of him, but what makes him a little helpless is that Zhang Xiong did not enter the Nanjing Military Region in the end, although his own conditions are excellent, but he finally became a small operational staff officer in the Shanghai Garrison District.

"Ahem, grandpa, I just came to see you." Zhang Xiong said with a smile.

Zhang Lao waved his hand and said with a smile: "Forget it, grandson, don't I know you yet?" Say, isn't the daughter-in-law of the Li family also coming to Nanjing? Don't worry, grandpa is open-minded, the kid of the Li family is also a talent, he can be said to be a well-deserved death, he is a hero of the country, and I have seen his daughter-in-law, yes, although he has been married, but if you like it, grandpa knows, and grandpa also likes that girl in his heart. ”

Zhang Xiong's face turned red, and he smiled bitterly: "Grandpa, don't be joking, I just promised her husband to take care of her, and this matter was arranged by Li Lao, can I not come?" ”

"Okay, okay, just say it, come to me today, is there anything you want me to help with?" Zhang Lao no longer teased Zhang Xiong, but asked directly.

Zhang Xiong wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he still said the afternoon's events again, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Lao's face became gloomy, slapped the table, and said: "This Sun Fanglong is really too arrogant, he really thinks that Nanjing is his territory?" Hum! ”

"Then you say, what do you want me to do?" Zhang Lao rolled his eyes and stared at Zhang Xiong and asked.

For this grandson, he can do everything, of course, it must be within the principles.

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Shanghai.

Good Fortune Bar.

Business at the bar was good tonight, before ten o'clock in the evening, the occupancy rate of the bar reached ninety, and several boxes were full, and Brother Jiu was in one of the boxes at this time.

There were a lot of people in the box, all of them were some backbones of the Green Gang, including the fat man who came to congratulate the bar last time it opened.

Brother Jiu is left and right in a group of brothers, and he seems to be chatting unabated.

Suddenly, a younger brother walked into the box, and the ninth brother glanced at the younger brother, who gave him a look.

After making an excuse, Brother Jiu walked out of the box, and the little brother behind him followed, and when he arrived at a secluded place, the little brother said in a low voice: "Brother Jiu, something happened!" ”

"How?" Brother Jiu frowned.

"There's an accident over there in Nanjing." The little brother whispered.

The ninth brother sighed and breathed a sigh of relief: "Is the person dead?" ”

"Dead, hit by a jeep on the spot and killed, but the other party has a very good background and seems to be protecting the woman." The little brother said simply.

Brother Jiu smiled: "Okay, I know, it's good to be dead, it's good to be dead!" ”

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