The commander-in-chief of the Nine-Nation Alliance, who was still wearing pajamas, angrily asked what was going on with the various departments.

But there was no sound on the radio to answer, and the living one was walking cautiously, for fear that if he stepped on it, it would ring.

"Damn, damn it, how could it be, how could they get to southern Xinjiang so quickly. The blonde man was a little angry.

Listening to the dense explosions outside, the blonde man knew that he was gone, and no one in all the positions, including the airport, replied.

The blonde man was extremely unwilling, but now he couldn't contact anyone else except for a few thousand relatives.

The people of the Nine Kingdoms ran into the headquarters one after another, wanting to ask what the situation was, but the blonde man who was throwing something in front of him couldn't ask.

"Retreat, retreat to the Antarctic Wasteland. The blonde man was a little tired from the fall, and said in English with a decadent face.

So thousands of people began to retreat one after another, and some of the people who couldn't take it away were thrown down directly.

The headquarters of the Nine-Nation Coalition Army is located in the rear of the defensive position, in a small county town in southern Xinjiang.

One after another, armored vehicles left the county town and retreated in the direction of the Antarctic wasteland.

Along the way, there was no obstacle in the slightest, and thousands of people left southern Xinjiang and went straight to the Antarctic wasteland.

On the other side, the Zhenguo Army, which was cleaning up the battlefield, captured more than 100,000 people in total and countless supplies.

Southern Xinjiang has succeeded in rejecting the enemy, Yang Tingfeng was a little surprised, originally said that it would take half a month, but now it has been taken in three days.

It seems that he still thinks of the other party a little smartly, this William IV is really 'born a famous general, and there is no way in his head'.

Although it was an excellent way to withdraw the defense in southern Xinjiang, he was blindly confident and thought that the Zhenguo army was still in Huangzhou, which led to lax defense. Otherwise, it's really not easy to touch.

"Deng Xian, tell me to go down, everyone is camped in place, and I will go to the capital tomorrow. Yang Tingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the time had come to fulfill his promise.

In the early morning of the next day, a plane slowly took off from the southern Xinjiang war defense airfield.

At Beiluo Airport in the capital, Yang Tingfeng straightened his waist and held his right hand behind his eyes unconsciously revealing a trace of longing, which preserved Yang Tingfeng's best memories, but also left the most painful memories.

A group of reporters and Yang Tingfeng's fanatical fans rushed to surround Yang Tingfeng, Yang Tingfeng's eyes froze, his right hand was raised and placed on the hilt of the sword behind his back, and his temperament changed dramatically in an instant.

This scene is a little weird, the crowd stopped abruptly away from Yang Tingfengzhang, and those in the back were squeezing in front, and the expressions in front were a little frightened.

The chill circulating in the air was more bitter than the cold wind of December, and the crowd did not dare to take a step forward, as if a voice said in their heads: ...... will die.

"I have something important, don't bother me. Yang Tingfeng raised his cold face and said slowly. The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears.

The people in front nodded again and again with Cancan on their faces, and a team of 100 troops in the distance belatedly ran to separate the crowd and block it, surrounding Yang Tingfeng.

One of the officers ran over and saluted Yang Tingfeng and said, "General Yang, hello, I'm ......"

"I don't want to know who you are, you tell him that I only waited for him for two hours and he knows where I am. Yang Tingfeng interrupted the officer's next words and said.

To collect debts is to have the appearance of debt collection.

Yang Tingfeng put his hand down from the hilt of the sword behind him, slowly walked towards the distance, stepped on the side of the road and slowly left with one or two unrecognizable cars.

The car was going around the capital as if it was sightseeing, and Yang Tingfeng looked at the streets, with a little nostalgia in his eyes.

The car slowly stopped in front of a house in the east of the city, and Yang Tingfeng looked at the house with the door closed in front of him a little lonely, and a piece of memories appeared in his mind.

"Teacher, teacher, I've punched 20,000 times. ”

"Tingfeng, that's not how the fist is beaten. ”

"Tingfeng, the rules are set by people, and the truth is also set by people, and everyone has their own reason for the rules. ”

Memories are so close, but people are so far away.

..................

Yang Tingfeng remembered the rules and truths that the teacher said, and a little white light appeared in his eyes, teacher, Tingfeng came back to see you.

"Hey, who are you?" a delicate voice sounded behind Yang Tingfeng.

A tall woman with a sweet appearance and a down jacket was looking at Yang Tingfeng a little strangely, is there still someone dressed like this in this era? Is it those two-dimensional? I don't know what I was stunned when I stood at the door of my house.

Yang Tingfeng put away the emotion on his face and turned flat, turned his head to look at the woman and asked, "This is your home?"

"You...... You... Are you Yang Tingfeng, the 'national husband'?" The tall woman did not answer Yang Tingfeng's question, and strode to Yang Tingfeng's side, looking left and right, with a bright light in her eyes. It's as if a cat has seen a fish.

Yang Tingfeng didn't make any movements and still asked flatly, "This is your home?"

"Uh-huh. The woman didn't have time to answer Yang Tingfeng, and was holding her mobile phone to take a picture.

"What's your family name?" Yang Tingfeng swiped his hand, and the tall woman's mobile phone fell into Yang Tingfeng's hand.

The tall woman was stunned, she didn't even see Yang Tingfeng's movements, and the mobile phone was in Yang Tingfeng's hands.

The woman came back to her senses and said, "My surname is Long, Long Xiaoqian." Can you give me my phone back? Can I take two pictures of you?"

Long Xiaoqian's eyes flashed, if she let her best friend know that she had met this General Yang, I am afraid that she would have to die of envy, no, she had to take pictures to keep a proof.

Yang Tingfeng handed the phone to Long Xiaoxian and said, "Can I go in and have a look?"

Long Xiaoqian took the phone and said in surprise: "Of course, warm welcome, come, I'll open the door for you." ”

Saying that, Long Xiaoxian took out the key from his bag and opened the gate, and Yang Tingfeng stepped over the familiar threshold and entered the courtyard.

Everything is still so familiar, the flowers and trees in the yard, including the small fishing pond built by Yang Tingfeng when he was young, are still there.

Yang Tingfeng slowly walked through every corner of the courtyard, and longing appeared in his eyes.

Yang Tingfeng walked to the corner of the courtyard wall, carefully planed the two stone bricks on the ground, and a small wooden figure lay quietly in the soil, because of the relationship between the years, the little wooden figure has been pitted and potholed, and the arm of his right hand has disappeared.

This is a toy that Yang Chenqi made for him when Yang Tingfeng was young, and it is engraved with various doors of life and death on people.

Once Yang Tingfeng and Yang Chenqi had a quarrel, so they buried the little wooden man in anger, and Yang Tingfeng couldn't remember where he was buried afterwards, but he didn't know how to remember it later.

"What is this?" Long Xiaoqian asked with some confusion, this is my house, why does this person in front of him seem to know more about this house than himself.

Yang Tingfeng didn't speak, he carefully stretched out his hands and picked up the wooden figure from the pit, put it on the bank of the small fish pond, and continued to walk and stop in the yard.

Long Xiaoqian, who was on the side, secretly sent photos to her girlfriend.

The two wooden stakes that he practiced boxing when he was a teenager, and the pile diagram of the pile when he practiced boxing for the first time, the wooden stakes were made by the teacher himself, and the picture was also drawn by the teacher with a cane.

Yang Tingfeng stroked these old things inch by inch, all the things in his youth were still vivid, and the omnipotent teacher seemed to be still around.

"Xiaoqian, you're back, why don't you go into the house?" a middle-aged woman's voice came from the hall.

"Who is this?" the middle-aged woman wearing an apron walked out of the hall and saw Yang Tingfeng squatting in the pond catching fish.

Yang Tingfeng ignored the woman and continued to squat in the pool to catch things.

Long Xiaoqian put down her mobile phone and ran to the woman's side in small steps, pulled the woman aside and whispered: "Mom, this person I met outside the door, he is the person who won a big victory in southern Xinjiang, and he is the person you watched on the news yesterday." ”

"Why did he come to our house? I haven't heard of anyone in our family who knows him. The woman asked, speaking fluently in the capital's dialect.

Long Xiaoqian tilted her head and replied, "I also wonder, and he seems to be very familiar with this yard, just now I saw him digging out a lot of things in the yard." ”

"I think I lived here when I was a child, and we only moved here eight years ago, have you forgotten?" the woman looked at Yang Tingfeng, who was still squatting in the pool, and continued: "Anyway, ask him to come to the house to sit, he is also a national salvation hero in the east." ”

Long Xiaoqian nodded and walked up to Yang Tingfeng and shouted, "General Yang, do you want to come into the house and sit?"

Yang Tingfeng nodded, got up and put on his boots and followed Long Xiaoqian to the house.

There was some noise in the lobby, and more than a dozen people were chatting.

"Xiaoqian, are you back, who is this?" a young man in a suit with his hair covered in hairspray saw Long Xiaoqian enter the room and hurriedly trotted over from his seat.

Yang Tingfeng ignored him and walked straight into a small side door in the corner of the lobby.

Just as Yang Tingfeng was about to step into the small door, Yang Tingfeng stopped suddenly and looked back at a middle-aged man in a suit who had just come out of the side room.

"Have you entered the house in the back?" asked Yang Tingfeng with a cold face towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had some doubts on his face, wondering who Yang Tingfeng was, and some doubting Yang Tingfeng's dress.

"Are you?" the middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

"Have you been in the back room?" Yang Tingfeng continued to ask.

The middle-aged man felt a little amused and said, "I can go wherever I want to go in my own home." ”

Yang Tingfeng suddenly burst out, grabbed the middle-aged man's neck with his right hand, pressed it against the wall, and continued to ask, "Have you entered the back room?"

The middle-aged man was choked by his throat and panted, and his hands kept slapping Yang Tingfeng's arm.

"What are you doing? Let go of Uncle Long. The young man in the suit before was the first to react, picked up the teapot on the table and smashed it at the back of Yang Tingfeng's head.

Yang Ting was in the limelight and carried the middle-aged man back and handed out a punch, the teapot broke in an instant, raising droplets of water in the sky, and the young man was also beaten out of the punch and Zhang Yuan collapsed to the ground.

"What are you doing? Let go of my dad. Long Xiaoqian hurriedly stepped forward and said to Yang Tingfeng, her tone was very anxious.

Yang Tingfeng threw the middle-aged man in front of him and continued: "Let me ask you again, did you enter the side room at the back?"

Long Xiaoqian hurriedly helped the middle-aged man up, and the middle-aged man coughed violently, and said slowly: "I didn't care about your." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man raised his right hand and threw a punch at Yang Tingfeng, Yang Tingfeng was expressionless, raised his left hand and punched him.

The middle-aged man flew out upside down in response and landed on the sofa in the corner, the middle-aged man slowly climbed up with blood on the corner of his mouth, with disbelief in his eyes, his punch just now had already driven the dantian, and he was actually knocked away by a punch?