After the woman left, Xu Yiming remembered the purpose of his coming to the small courtyard, he came to visit Zhuge Wuhou, but he had a fight with the woman inexplicably, it should be that he was innocently beaten by the other party.

He still doesn't have a clue, what the hell is going on?

The house in the small courtyard is not big, the living room, the bedroom next to it, and the study on the right, Xu Yiming looked around, but did not find Zhuge Wuhou.

I don't know where the old man has gone, the person is not there, this is also why Lu, the house was so lively just now, Zhuge Wuhou did not come out to stop it.

The person was not there, Xu Yiming followed Jiang Chengjun and the two out of the house and waited on the stone bench in the courtyard.

"Brother Jiang, no one is here, you sit first, I'll look for it first!"

But as soon as Xu Yiming opened the small iron door, he saw Zhuge Wuhou follow a doctor into the courtyard, and when he saw Xu Yiming, the old man was stunned, and he didn't pay attention to Xu Yiming, as before, he regarded him as a transparent person.

Xu Yiming is not annoyed, basically this old man with a strange temper and even moody will not give him a good look every time he sees it.

This time they met, they didn't do anything, but as soon as he entered the house, he was taught a lesson by such a wicked woman.

Zhuge Wuhou is still dressed as an old worker, the blue work is different from the gray prison uniform specially made by the prisoners in the prison, and when he reaches the identity of the old man, no one in the entire Panshan Prison dares to force him to do what he is not willing to do.

The black cloth shoes with hundreds of thousands of soles, in good spirits, glanced at Xu Yiming, his eyes lit up slightly, and then said to the nursing doctor next to him, "Doctor He, you go back first, if there is any situation, I will tell you as soon as possible!" ”

"Then Master Hou pays attention to cultivation!" Dr. Ho nodded, turned and walked out of the small courtyard.

"Boy, you're not dead yet!" Zhuge Wuhou finally began to talk to Xu Yiming.

Xu Yiming knew what he was referring to, when Meng Zhewu asked him to blow up the ore, he wanted the ore to blow him up, but he didn't expect to be taken advantage of by him to go off-road, if it wasn't for Meng Zhewu's dog jumping off the wall in a hurry, he dared to think that Ouyang Feifei would have started, then he would still be charged with a murderer.

Now that he saw the old man mentioning the old things again, he had no choice but to smile awkwardly, "Xie Lu thanks Grandpa Zhuge for his help!" ”

"Boy, I know that Lu Dao touched his nose and rubbed his face, and Zhi Lu Dao has a relationship with me!" The old man smiled sarcastically.

Xu Yiming hadn't picked up this question yet, at that time he had a simple idea, just to escape from prison, of course, he didn't know that the old man Lu Dao had arranged everything for him, and now he knows the truth, and he also knows the stupidity of Lu Dao, but the thing has been done, and now he has to pretend to be stupid, and quickly changed the topic, and introduced Jiang Chengjun who was standing on the side to the old man.

"This is my colleague, Jiang Chengjun......"

Before he finished his words, Jiang Chengjun had already stood upright, took a few steps forward and stood in front of the old man, put his feet together, snapped, stood upright, raised his right hand, and performed an incomparably standard military salute, looking at the slightly stunned old man, and said loudly, "Thirteenth Division, Steel Fist Regiment, First Class Private of the Cooking Class of the Seventh Steel Company, Jiang Chengjun, I have seen the political commissar!" ”

The voice was loud, his expression was solemn, and he could even hear Jiang Chengjun's hysteria, accompanied by his voice, with a peculiar action, if there was a rifle and a military stab around him, then this strange action was the pre-war action of the thirteenth division to go out to swear an oath.

At this moment, time freezes.

Zhuge Wuhou looked at the resolute expression of the sturdy man in front of him, looked at him gesturing with that familiar action, as well as some security uniforms that resembled military uniforms, and his heart was a little trance, as if he had returned to the war-torn and blood-boiling era twenty years ago.

Looking at the man in front of him who was about to be confused, he saw Xu Yiming standing next to him, the old man was stunned, he stood like this, subconsciously raised his right arm, just wanted to return the salute, and the next moment, he fell down again, at this moment, the figure of the old man was lonely and boundless.

"It's all in the past, it's gone, and I'm not your commissar anymore!" The old man said quietly.

One old and one young, plus a man in his thirties, this is the inheritance of the three generations of the 13th Division, but I didn't expect which of the youngest big soldiers back then is now retired.

After all, the 13th Division became history and disappeared in the dust of history.

After a while, the old man waved his hand, asked Xu Yiming to sit down with Jiang Chengjun, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't expect the two of you to know each other, the little guy who was scared to cry when he heard the shell, and now he is almost the age of not being confused, tell me about your departure from the 13th Division!" ”

When Xu Yiming heard this, he knew that the old man knew Jiang Chengjun, and he was deeply impressed, twenty years ago, Jiang Chengjun was seventeen years old, and twenty years later, Jiang Chengjun was thirty-seven years old, isn't it just so fast that he is not confused?

Jiang Chengjun stood straight, his eyes did not squint, as if he was back in the army, "Report to the political commissar, after the first-class Jiang Chengjun was dispersed from the 13th Division, he was transferred to the Sword Brigade of the 32nd Group Army of the Yangcheng Military Region, and he won the second-class merit twice, the third-class merit twice, and the captain and company commander retired in 98, and he did not embarrass the 13th Division!" ”

The old man was slightly stunned, and his figure slowly fell, "Ninety-eight has retired, it turns out that you have been retired for almost ten years!" ”

"The squad leader, the company commander, and even they have all chosen to retire, although I don't know what the reason is, but after the head of the war zone announced the news of the retirement of the division commander and the political commissar, the whole establishment is no longer there, everyone is disheartened, choose a major, and then the old squad leader is also gone, and I am left in the cooking class, and then I learned about the situation, and then I learned about the situation later, it was too late when I learned about the situation, so I ......"

"So, you're applying for retirement?"

"I'm sorry, commissar, I became a deserter!"

But looking at the man who had always straightened his waist and would rather bleed than shed tears, he was aggrieved like a child at this moment, holding his face and burying it on the stone table.

"When the old squad leader was sent to carry out the mission, the brothers of a squad never came back, they were all from our 13th Division, none of them came back, and the military district has not sent people to search and rescue, and there is no support, and later when we found the old squad leader, the old squad leader was starved to death in the jungle...... So later, the old battalion commander and the old company commander were gone, and I realized it later, and ten years ago, I also applied for retirement......"

"I don't blame you, it's the bandit of your division commander who caused the debt, let you pay it back, and you have been wronged!" The old man's voice became even hoarse.

"Political commissar, what happened back then, why did the boss treat our thirteenth division like this, we are the heroes of the Southern Xinjiang Campaign, every victory is piled up by the brothers with their lives, why did the boss treat us like that!" At this moment, Jiang Chengjun was aggrieved like a child.

He seemed to have returned to 20 years, and for the first time he came out of the recruit company, and when he was frightened by the shells and cried, he met the proud figure who came down from the military vehicle.

Xu Yiming sat next to him, he was an outsider, he had not experienced the Southern Xinjiang Campaign, he didn't know what kind of suppression the 13th Division had experienced back then, and what kind of suppression those grassroots officers and soldiers who had served in the 13th Division would be subjected to later, he also didn't know what kind of suppression.

But when he saw Jiang Chengjun, who was crying into tears, a certain string in his heart flicked, and he had always applied automatically because of Jiang Chengjun's retirement.

I didn't expect such a secret to be in it.

The soldiers of a squad are all officers and soldiers from the 13th Division, and they were buried by some people in this way, and the signal in this is obvious enough, and the military is deliberately suppressing the officers and soldiers from the 13th Division, and even secretly erasing the traces of the 13th Division.

Just when Xu Yiming was thinking.

Suddenly, a loud bang sounded in my ears, and I saw Zhuge Wuhou slap it on the stone table, which was originally inlaid with extremely neat stone slabs.

In this way, he smashed it, cocked it directly, and after swinging up and down rapidly, it fell from the mouth of the stone pier and smashed on the floor.

Shattered into five pieces.

One can imagine how terrifying the power of the old man's palm under the anger just now was.

The old man didn't know what to say, his eyes were terrifying, his voice was sharp, and his teeth were clucking, "They deserve to die, they really deserve to die, they should all be sent to hell back then!" ”

This is the first time that Xu Yiming has felt a strong murderous aura in the old man's body, and this kind of evil aura can only be condensed in the battle of thousands of troops for a long time, which is something that soldiers in peacetime have no way to have.

Xu Yiming didn't come and felt the air around him stagnate, and suddenly, he was shocked by the old man's aura.

It's not that he hasn't killed people, there are more or less dozens of characters in his hands, Shanglin Wai Villa entered the market to kill people, the explosion of the Panshan Mine was caused by him, plus the explosion of the Swan Hotel, just two explosions, more than 30 people were buried in his hands.

But when compared with the old man, his evil spirit is like a vast sea, throwing a tear into it, and not a single ripple.

Just when Xu Yiming and Jiang Chengjun were both shocked by the momentum exuded by the old man, the old man suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood arrows, his body shook, staggered, and almost fell.

Xu Yiming's eyes were quick, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he went directly to support the old man.

"Grandpa Zhuge , you're okay, right?"

"Commissar, do you want it?"

The old man waved his hand, broke free from Xu Yiming's support, and sat on the stone bench strongly, his waist straight, and his eyes flashed again.

"I'm fine, ** I'm sick, and when I'm excited, I vomit blood!"

At this time, Xu Yiming remembered that when the old man came back from the outside just now, he was accompanied by a full-time doctor.

Thinking that the old man was still very strong a month ago, and he could be overturned with one hand, I thought that the old man's body would be very good, but I didn't expect everything to be pretended.

Since it is a ** disease, how could there be no trouble at the previous moment?

thought that Xu Changming had been urging himself to come to Panshan Prison to visit the old man, and that there was suddenly a strange woman in the room just now.

All the signs showed that the old man's physical condition, he just entered the yard and saw that most of the flowers and plants had withered, and it turned out that the old man's body was so bad that he didn't even have the energy to look at these flowers and plants.

Thinking of this, Xu Yiming was shocked in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, but said quietly, "Grandpa Zhuge , you really have nothing to do?" Would you like to call Dr. Ho over for a visit? ”