Qin Jianmin didn't realize the seriousness of this matter, how big a small battalion commander could be. In fact, he was overconfident in his backstage, and he was also blinded by his son's injuries. When you think about it, you can see that such a young battalion commander is not so contemptuous of him even if he has no backstage.

"The facts are almost clear, it was you who wounded my son, and now I will call the troops and hand you over to a military court."

After Qin Jianmin had almost determined that Murong Ge was not a general, he was relieved that his father-in-law's protégé came over from the army.

Just as he was about to call someone, Murong Tiankui blinked in front of him and grabbed his hand holding the phone tightly.

"Hall Master, I beat the person, and it has nothing to do with our chief, so you can let her go."

Qin Jianmin looked at Murong Tiankui, who was still in the distance just now, in surprise, he couldn't imagine that a person could move so fast. Murong Tiankui let go of his hand and stared at Qin Jianmin like this, Qin Jianmin's back was chilled by him, and this kind of look made him uncomfortable.

If you lose, you can't lose your momentum, and Qin Jianmin can't agree to Murong Tiankui's request for the sake of face.

"It's not impossible to let your chief go, but I have one condition."

Murong Tiankui looked at his squinting eyes and knew that it was definitely not a good condition, but Murong Ge next to him was in a state of mind.

Once upon a time, he confronted others like this, but in order to protect his own honor. At that time, she was still young, and she suffered a lot in the military school, and the ridicule of others was commonplace. No one knew that she had a grandfather who was a general, and no one knew that she had a grandfather who was a combat hero.

All the male classmates bullied her for being a stinky girl, and it was a luxury for her to eat a full meal at that time. She is strong on the surface, but she always cries secretly at night in a place where no one is. Looking at the night sky full of stars, she felt extremely lonely, and at this time, she was most resentful of the man in front of her.

In order not to be bullied, she always dragged her tired body to train, and many times she fainted on the training ground hungry. How could Song Jianguo not know these things, but he knew that if she couldn't pass this hurdle herself, she would live in hatred forever, and she would never have a chance to get ahead.

"Stinky girl, hand over the chicken thighs on your plate, so that you don't suffer any more flesh and skin."

At lunchtime, a boy from her class came over and grabbed chicken legs that she could only eat once a week. She tightly held the plate to her chest, and watched with cold eyes as the boy in front of her, who was several years older than her, approached her step by step.

This has happened many times, and every week a different boy comes to grab his chicken legs.

"Hey, it's been so many times and I haven't learned to be obedient. Then don't blame me for being rude. ”

Seeing that she didn't have the slightest tendency to bow her head, the boy put down the lunch box in his hand and clenched his fists towards Murong Ge. punch after punch on the body, how can it not hurt. But Murong Ge still gritted his teeth and insisted, using his body to protect his own food, if you want to fight, I will fight.

Finally, under the fierce attack, blood had already flowed from the corners of Murong Ge's mouth, and the strength in his hand was getting weaker and weaker, and the chicken leg fell to the ground. She was almost unable to stand up, and walked step by step to the thing she swore to defend, but there was a huge figure in front of her, and one foot was on the chicken leg.

"Stinky girl, shout Dad, I'll give you the chicken legs."

"Haha......"

After speaking, he looked up to the sky and looked at the little girl without parents in front of him with a smile, thinking that the boring military school life was only such an interesting thing. At that time, no one regarded her as a human being, and everyone regarded her as a toy after confession. The others who were watching the excitement around laughed too.

Their mocking expressions, Murong Ge now remembers clearly. At that time, she was so helpless, and the word "father" was so unfamiliar to her. But she knew that it was the supreme honor in her heart, because when she was a child, she told a woman that that man was the strongest and best in the world.

Countless times when she experienced hardships and wanted to give up, she would always think of such a man. I wondered if he would come back if I became good enough.

Murong Ge vigorously wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, as if possessed by some force, and his eyes burst out with unprecedented light. Even the boy in front of him couldn't help but feel a little drumming in his heart, this look was too terrifying, as if he was her prey. But when I looked around at the people who were bustling, I had courage again.

"Why, how cost-effective it is to shout dad for a chicken leg, hurry up and shout."

Murong Ge suddenly laughed, although tears flowed out of her eyes, everyone saw that she was indeed smiling. There is determination and strength in this laughter, and there is some unknown desolation.

Murong Ge stepped forward violently, and a chopstick was inserted straight into the boy's neck. The blood that burst out sprinkled on her childish face looked particularly hideous, like a Shura from hell. The person next to him didn't see it well, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, but Murong Ge was determined to die, so he stuck it in the boy's neck all at once.

It may be that all the strength has been exhausted, or there may still be a trace of pity in the heart. Murong Ge finally stopped, watching the boy fall straight down, and he also fainted on the hard ground. But in his hand, he tightly grasped the chicken leg that had been trampled on by others.

The next day the boy died of bleeding. The boy's parents were leaders in the army, and they rushed over as soon as they got the news.

Murong Ge, who came to his senses, had to face the menacing two alone, but there was no trace of timidity on his face, nor did he show a little guilt because he killed someone.

In the office, one desk, three people. The two of them sat at the back of the desk, and the young Murong Ge stood in front of them like a prisoner. Song Jianguo knew the news, he didn't panic at all, and even secretly applauded in his heart, worthy of being my Song Jianguo's grandson.

Chen Tianhu pushed the door and walked in, standing next to Murong Ge and quietly observing all this.

"Who are you? We don't need you to meddle in our own affairs, please get out. ”

A man in a colonel's uniform looked angrily at the uninvited creep.

"I'm sorry, my superiors asked me to do this, as a soldier, my duty is to obey orders."

Chen Tianhu didn't even glance at this colonel, as if a colonel in front of him was too light and too light. Originally, Chen Tianhu asked many times to protect the weak little girl in front of him, but Song Jianguo refused.

Chen Tianhu was distressed about Murong Ge, and she helped her with the admission procedures at the beginning, and she had been secretly observing her. Her every move was watched by him, her efforts, her sadness, her loneliness. Others may not be qualified to say empathy, but Chen Tianhu can, because he is a child without parents like her. Climb up step by step, only you know how hard it is, but today you are destined to be unable to do anything. Because the chief had told him that she was only keeping the little pigeon safe, and that everything else was up to her.

Murong Ge looked at the two people in front of her indifferently, who could she say to the pain in her heart, even if she was injured, she had to hide and lick her wounds by herself. In fact, if she could, she didn't want to be so strong and indifferent.

Many times she thought that it would be better to admit that I wasn't that strong, and I didn't want to be so invulnerable, I just wanted to be warmly hugged.

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