Northern Xinjiang, at this moment, is the newborn sunrise.

The first rays of morning light sprinkled on the earth, and the dazzling golden light made the people on the street feel a strong warmth, but some people did not have the heart to savor such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Ordinary people's lives are still business as usual, and as ordinary people, they are happy. It's not that some people are transcendent, they have any special abilities or anything like that, the ordinary people here are talking about most of the ordinary people, they live at the bottom of society, they wear the stars and the moon every day, they go out early and return late, they rely on their own hard work to support themselves and their families.

As ordinary people, they are happy, because they only need to live each day peacefully, there is no time, no energy to think too much, leisure time after a busy day is rare, therefore, they have to use the only little time to spend with their families or stroll.

However, as a superior person, what I felt at this time was not the slightest warmth, but the calm before the storm and the darkness before the dawn.

In the eyes of this small number of people, there are already raging torrents under the calm surface of northern Xinjiang at this time, and then more violent torrential rain will come.

The sun has risen, and it has never been more dazzling, but I don't know how many people will not see the next bright sunshine.

Perhaps it was a predestined fate, or some kind of coincidence, the three most powerful leaders of the underground world in Northern Xinjiang were looking up at the bright sky that was common on weekdays from different directions at the moment.

Perhaps, to make the last memories for yourself?

In Mr. Zhang's villa, at the window of the two-story building, two figures stood quietly.

One is naturally Old Man Zhang, and the other is a black eagle with a cold face.

At this time, the two of them stood here quietly, neither of them spoke. Watching the rising sun in the sky slowly cross a beautiful arc in the air, silent, accompanied by the two for a long time.

"The sun is beautiful today, I haven't seen it like this for many years, and the last time I saw such a beautiful sun I can't remember how long ago it was, and the days go by so fast." Old Man Zhang said with emotion for a while.

Black Hawk frowned and didn't speak.

Black Eagle is in his Chinese New Year's Eve this year, and he has a fierce momentum at his peak, but in the face of Old Man Zhang, Black Eagle only feels like facing a big sea, and the vast and boundless ocean can tolerate any storm.

When the sea is calm and the breeze is slightly rolled, the anger is turbulent and the world is turned upside down! Water can carry a boat and capsize a boat, and Mr. Zhang's atmosphere that can contain everything can also destroy everything.

Old Man Zhang's age and seniority are placed there, and his experience and experience are not comparable to Black Hawk, although he has entered his twilight years, but in terms of momentum, Black Eagle feels that Old Man Zhang is better than in the past.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the tiger is dead!

Although people have long since grown old, although they have ignored the world for many years, there are some people who are a deterrent as long as they live!

Of course, Mr. Zhang has not yet risen to the height of a country's deterrence, but in the northern Xinjiang, these four words are an invisible deterrent!

"Look at this rising sun, it is always full of vigorous vitality, and many people like to appreciate it. With the passage of time, the trajectory passed, and it slowly moved towards maturity and stability, which is the noon time, and it is also its peak moment, but there are very few people who can appreciate it. After that, it is the sunset of the West Mountain, and there are not many people who pay attention to it. Old man Zhang didn't turn his head, looked at the rising sun in the sky and said.

"Yes, people only know how to praise this newborn sunrise, and who will appreciate it, that twilight twilight? The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk - alas~" Black Eagle said heavily.

"The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk? The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk - hahaha......"

Old Man Zhang said it twice, as if he was chewing on the meaning of the words, and seemed to be thinking of something, and suddenly laughed out loud, but the laughter was full of open-mindedness.

"I can't imagine that you, who have always been known for being cold and domineering, actually know Tang poetry? Hehe, interesting, really interesting~~ If I could be a few decades younger, I would definitely have played with you and appreciated the demeanor of the first person in my Chinese special forces! ”

Old Man Zhang did not hide the admiration in his eyes, looking at the black eagle with a trace of high fighting intent in his eyes, people are not old, and the old man Zhang when he was young did not start by relying on his hard work.

"The old man is serious, the so-called 'first person' is just a national need, and Black Eagle doesn't dare to be it." Black Eagle said humbly.

Waving his hand, it was obvious that Old Man Zhang didn't want to dwell more on this issue, and he looked like "I think you are the first person", which made Black Eagle helpless.

In just a few words of dialogue, the two seem to be friends for many years, but they also seem to be strangers, and this relationship is indescribable.

Reminiscent of the fact that Mr. Zhang once said that he would send Black Eagle out of Northern Xinjiang, perhaps, in this short period of one day, there were some unknown secret transactions, which caused the inexplicable relationship between the two now.

"What do you think tonight's dinner will be like?" Old Man Zhang asked casually.

A wrinkle welled up between Black Hawk's brows, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Haha, young people should look like young people, it's not your style to be timid." Old Man Zhang seemed to want to know Black Eagle's answer and said.

Black Eagle's expression was awe-inspiring, and he said, "The victory or defeat is in the number of five or five." ”

Old Man Zhang looked at the Black Eagle deeply, and then said, "It's enough to have this fifty percent certainty." If it is successful, there will be no major events in northern Xinjiang from now on; Defeat. Old Man Zhang didn't say any more, but repeated the poem again: "The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk—" his lips muttered, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind.

"Dequan-" Old Man Zhang shouted outside.

"Yes, sir." The old butler immediately answered.

"Send everything that needs to be delivered." Old man Zhang said.

"Yes." The old butler did not dare to slack off, and immediately took the order and left.

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Inside Shi Mu Nan's mansion.

Shi Munan, who spends most of his time in the secret room on weekdays, is enjoying this rare sunrise by the window at the moment, no, maybe it should be said that Shi Munan rarely saw this newborn sunrise.

When he reached middle age, he was at the most critical turning point in his life, and this turning point was important to Mr. Zhang, and it was not the case for him.

The more you have to calm down before the war, this is also a kind of "qi-nourishing" kung fu competition in Huaxia.

"Haosheng, do you think our plan can come true?" Shi Munan, who is full of heroic characters on weekdays, is facing a round of newborn sunrise at this moment, and there seems to be a thousand emotions in his heart, and there are only vicissitudes on his face.

"Big brother, it's come to this-" Haosheng wanted to say something more, but Shi Mu Nan interrupted.

"This is the end of it? That's it! Haha, I don't understand that this is the case! Anyway, no matter what, success or failure is here to fight! Shi Munan's eyes flashed with cruel light, and his hideous face was full of killing!

"Big brother, Old Man Zhang's housekeeper sent an invitation!"

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Inside the villa of the King of the Mountain, window.

Looking at the same railing, the King of Mountains has been standing for a long time, looking at the sun gradually rising in the sky, and there are some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

He knew that something big was going to happen in northern Xinjiang, and the sky in northern Xinjiang was probably going to change.

The Mountain King gives people the feeling of being bold and atmospheric, but looking at him at this time, there is a gloomy color in the depths of his eyes, and his slightly gloomy face is cloudy, obviously weighing something.

"Sir, sir, Mr. Zhang's housekeeper has sent an invitation!"