Text Text_Chapter 1092 The big wedding was once young

No one dares to underestimate this trend, which is both good and evil, especially the gray forces that have always adhered to the principle of "putting national interests first" for decades.

Hugh said that it was Yue Xiaomei and the like, even the heads of the major wealthy families, and he didn't dare to look at them sideways.

And the appearance of their wives is bound to change the pattern of jokes in the east hall to see the west hall.

This is a big deal, even if Zong Gang already knew that the eldest lady was about to make her debut, he still used the fastest pace to appear in front of Yue Zitong through the special passage covered with a handmade wool red carpet.

Yue Zitong and Helan Xiaoxin, who was wearing a black butterfly mask, did not take the elevator in the company of several bridesmaids, but walked up the stairs.

It's just two stories away, so it's not a big deal.

When Zong Gang suddenly gasped and appeared in front of them, they had just walked around the corner of the seventh floor.

Seeing Zong Gang, who had always been calm, fine sweat was coming out of his forehead, Yue Zitong immediately realized that something was wrong and immediately stopped.

"Miss."

Zong Gang waved his hand to a few bridesmaids, signaling them to avoid them for the time being, and then whispered something.

I have to say that the environment can indeed change people, Yue Zitong, who was half angry with his little nephew at every turn in the past, after hearing that the four most important people in Lao Longteng came to cheer for Hua Yeshen, his eyes just narrowed quickly, and it was normal.

When he decided to listen to the "clever plan" offered by the uncle, strive for greater interests for the Yue family, and squeeze out the last trace of Li Nannan's use value, Yue Zitong would definitely guess that it would cause Jing Hongming's dissatisfaction.

After all, Jing Hong treats Li Nannan like a nephew, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is his own son.

But so what?

Can the attitude of the chief of the Supreme Security Bureau be compared to the highest interests of the Yue family?

Taking a step back, even if you offend Jing Hong's life because of this, so what!

Just because after repeatedly weighing the pros and cons of doing so, Yue Zitong personally led an unsuccessful yin wedding ceremony.

The result - alas, let's not talk about the result.

The head of the Yue family now has a fever every night, and the fact that he was once carried by a ghost thing with long legs for three minutes is the best explanation.

But what she never expected was the bitter wine she brewed after trampling on love, more than that.

Unexpectedly, the legendary king of the gray world, the four great fighting masters in the world, were forced to the opposite side!

This is not the result that Yue Zitong wants.

A chief of the Supreme Security Bureau is not terrible, because Jing Hongming is a serious official, and she is behind the enemy, he will only use a routine that everyone is familiar with, it is nothing more than soldiers to block it, and water to cover it.

But what about the other three?

Especially the righteous and evil Hu Xuantang and Qin Yuguan.

Yue Zitong was really afraid that he would enter the cave room with his new sister at night - in the middle of the night, there would be two uncles with smiling faces who would suddenly come in through the window.

"Don't be afraid."

Just when Yue Zitong thought of these inexplicably, his waist was grabbed by a hand.

Helan Xiaoxin's unique voice sounded faintly in his ears: "Their wedding at the wedding of the Flower Night God is nothing more than not resenting you for treating the south like that." But my presence will make them understand that you have never betrayed the South. You do that, but you have to do it when you are the head of the family. ā€

Yue Zitong's eyes lit up suddenly: "Yes." I have never betrayed him. ā€

She would have liked to say it, both mentally and physically.

However, thinking of the ghost thing that appeared on the night of the Yin wedding-Yue Zitong's confidence was insufficient.

I want to vomit again.

Fortunately, Helan Xiaoxin, who already knew that she had the habit of "spitting" at every turn, handed over a piece of preserved sour plum fruit in time.

Sour preserved plum fruit is a panacea for suppressing retching, and Yue Zitong now eats at least a dozen pills a day.

If others see it, they will definitely think that she is pregnant with a baby.

"Let's go."

After eating the piece of sour plum fruit, Yue Zitong felt a lot better, took a deep breath, raised his hand and beckoned a few bridesmaids above the corner.

When Zong Gang reported these situations to Yue Zitong, the atmosphere in the east hall on the sixth floor was obviously much more depressed than when Hu Zhentang and the others did not appear.

As long as there are peers, there will be comparisons.

As long as there is comparison, there will be competition.

Where there is competition, there may be ridicule and even hostility.

These principles are also very appropriate to apply to two huge weddings.

Before and after the guests from all parties entered the venue one after another, the momentum of the east hall was obviously stronger than that of the west hall.

Who made the East Hall full of first-class people, and there were only two or three kittens in the West Hall?

But after the four great martial arts masters in the world, and Duan Chuhuang, the only heir of the Duan clan in Dali, walked out of the elevator together, the atmosphere on the scene changed significantly.

Those beautiful women, no matter how beautiful they are, they are also other people's wives, and they can only be seen but not touched - no matter how noble their status is, you can secretly crook them.

But no one dares to have such a mind after Hu Zhentang and others come out together.

Without him, except for Jing Hongming, the other three people didn't think much of the so-called wealthy families and officials.

These are a few professional households that have violated the law and discipline.

Don't let them think you're damned.

Because if that happens, no matter what position you are in or where you have fled, they may come out of the shadows at any time and give you a fatal blow.

Of course, you can also look down on them.

But you are definitely no match for them when it comes to killing.

Because of this, Prince Duan, who is known as a madman, also has to temporarily restrain his madness when he is with them, take the posture of an absolute junior, and raise his hand to ask them to get out of the elevator first.

Four people.

Four men dressed in navy blue stand-up collar tunics, after stepping out of the elevator seemingly casually, immediately became the objects of the most attention of thousands of people in the east and west halls.

It's like they are wearing uniform clothes, and they are the four talents of Jiangnan in nonsensical movies.

But anyone who has heard of their legend knows that they wear uniform clothing only on the most important occasions.

I can't help but think that as long as I have had military experience, such a picture will come to my mind.

Decades ago, the Chinese authorities had just formed the Dragon Teng December, and with the 10,000-year-old cold iron of the East China Sea, they created twelve unparalleled remnant military thorns, which were awarded to twelve people.

Twelve people, eleven men, one girl.

Both men and women wore uniformly colored stand-up collar tunics, lined up in a straight line, and looked solemn, taking over the remnants of life that they regarded as life from the hands of the elders who carried the rank of general on their shoulders.

At that time, they were in their youth, and their spirits were flying!

At that time, they were full of blood, and they fought bloody battles on battlefields that the people could not imagine, and they were never defeated!

At that time - they were young.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed, and there are only seven people left in the Dragon Teng December that roamed the world in black and gray so far.

Time flies, and no matter how big a hero is, he will gradually grow old with the passage of time.

Left, a myth of invincibility remembered by the descendants of the military.

Undefeated.

Mythology!

They have made indelible contributions to this country, which they have been, are, and will do.

When necessary, they will abandon their wives and lead their sons to shed their blood for their great motherland.

Therefore, no one dares or has the right to look down on them.

Only-I don't know who it is, and suddenly a hoarse voice broke off: "Respect-salute!! ā€

It's like a motor that has stopped and suddenly closed the switch.

Almost instantly, among the thousands of people at the scene, all the soldiers who were serving and had retired, regardless of age, men and women, and official ranks, all waved their hands and saluted.

The atmosphere of the scene was suddenly heavy.

It's heavy, and you can't breathe.

The heartbeat also seems to have stopped.

The active and retired soldiers of the Republic not only salute Longteng December, but also give the most formal, heavy and dignified tribute to their comrades-in-arms who have been sleeping for a long time, the blood shed - and the uncompromising Chinese spirit.

Yue Zitong, who had just walked to the door of the stairs, waved his hand and saluted.

She used to be a military man.

Even if she is now the bride.

Even if the four men standing opposite her are standing opposite her.

Hundreds of hands, as long as they were frozen in the air, the atmosphere of the scene was heavy.

Three seconds?

Or three centuries?

No matter how long it takes, at this moment, all the descendants of Yan and Huang at the scene clearly remember that they are the sons and daughters of China, shouldering the burden of defending the motherland and making her more beautiful from the trampling of the past.

"Li-must!"

Still the hoarse voice that broke off and shouted from Director Liang's mouth.

With a bang, all hands were put down in unison.

The atmosphere of the scene, like the spring breeze blowing through Yumen Pass, instantly turned green on both sides of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

A piece of life.

Dressed in a big red cheongsam worn by the waitress in the West Hall, Yang Xiao, whose face had been delicately concealed with ginger water, looked at the crowd who seemed to have been stagnant and now came to life in confusion, and muttered to himself: "Ancestors and ancestors, if you see this scene in the Heavenly Heroic Spirit, then you should tell me, is it still meaningful to do everything we are trying to do?"

I can kill.

Whether it's the supposedly undefeated Dragon December, or anyone on the scene.

I can break them all.

But even if I can kill all the people in the hall, will I be able to fulfill your long-cherished wish?

In the China I am currently in, there are too many, too many, too many people like this.

Even if I can incarnate tens of millions, if I want to kill all the people who would rather die than protect the current prosperity of China, what year and month will I kill? ā€

Yang Xiao bit his lip lightly and lowered his head.

After witnessing this scene in person, she had doubts about her ancestors' long-cherished wish for the first time.

"Could it be that the blueprint of Shenzhou drawn by our ancestors is what hundreds of millions of people yearn for?

If that's the case, how could almost everyone on the scene break out into a chilling killing when the military salute starts?

Can anyone tell me what to do? ā€

Just when Yang Xiao was in a daze that he couldn't extricate himself, he suddenly heard a soft exclamation: "Big, big sister!" You, how did you get here? ā€

Subconsciously, Yang Xiao looked up and saw a couple with extremely incommensurate appearance?

Let's call it a husband and wife for the time being.

If it weren't a husband and wife, that dignified woman would never let a bad old man hold her arm.

"Big sister? Yue Zitong called her eldest sister? Could it be that she's—"

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of who this woman was.

The couple with extremely incommensurate appearance is Yue Zitong's eldest sister and eldest brother-in-law.

is also, the two people who raised Li Nannan to grow up.

The old lady, who was still dressed in ordinary clothes, looked at the peerless little cousin opposite, secretly sighed lowly, and said with a smile: "Zitong, you are very beautiful today." ā€

"Big, big sister."

After the Spring Festival, the head of the Yue family, who had never had a gaffe on a princess occasion, was at a loss at this time, and could only bite his lip hard, his eyes wandering.