The firewood house in Zifeng's house

Ahh

One scream after another came from this hut, and the yellow-haired attendants and friends looked at each other, both a little suspicious.

"Is my brother Yu usually so bad taste, he's a..."

"Shhhhhh

"I'm rubbing, is this some kind of advanced gameplay?"

"Isn't it, isn't Yu Shao's voice usually loud when he plays, why is he so 'excited' today!"

Huang Maoyu's friends and followers were talking to each other about his usual performance and gameplay.

After Xia Wei and Xiao Dian had just communicated, it was obvious that they already knew what kind of tragedy was happening inside.

"How long do you say Brother Yu usually does?"

"Half an hour, including foreplay!"

"Then should we take a look, I always feel that Brother Yu's voice is a little wrong, and I don't want to be excited, how can it be like a scream!"

"You don't understand this, sometimes, it's abuse that makes you feel it!"

"Is it so trendy!"

A group of thugs turned their attention to Xia Wei.

"Alas, don't say it, this little girl is also the type that looks better the more you look at it."

"yes, we've just found out!"

Soon, several people surrounded Xia Wei and Xiao Dian, "You get out of the way first!" ”

A thug reached out and grabbed the dot in front of Xia Wei, trying to shake the dot aside.

But the bastard was stunned for a moment, because the little dot he threw away with all his strength didn't move in the slightest, and he flashed his waist.

"it!"

The thug couldn't help but spit out a dirty word, "It's actually a hard stubble!" ”

Seeing that Xiaodian was unmoved, everyone surrounded him and began to intimidate Xiaodian, because no matter how you look at it, Xiaodian belongs to the kind of bullying that is easy to bully.

"Boy, hurry up and get out of the way, be careful brother, I'm angry, even you will do it!"

"Hahaha, big brother's taste is a little heavy!"

A group of thugs began to laugh back and forth, not paying any attention to the small dots, and even laughing at him for looking like a sissy.

"I don't want to make trouble for Xiaofeng's family, otherwise, I'll abolish you now!"

Xiao Dian stared directly at the gangster who had just spoken, and the thick ruthless aura was completely different from the weak image in front of him.

"Haha, brothers, do you hear me, people are going to abolish me, you inquire and inquire, this Zhao Du, where do you Brother Tao and I go, who dares to say this to me, you little sissy!"

As soon as the thug finished speaking, he saw a swarthy pistol appear and put it on top of his head.

"Brother Tao is good, but I really haven't heard of it, give you a choice, so that your people don't appear in this courtyard in the future!"

The dark hole obviously has traces of a gun, and because the small dot has not been maintained at all, the gun still has a residual ** smell.

"Brother, really, it's a real gun!"

Just now, the gangsters just didn't dare to move, and now, he was really a little flustered.

But a young man behind him immediately told him not to panic, because there were guns in them, not only Xiaodian, but several of their parents were all commanders of the Northern Military Region.

"There's a gun! Don't move, which military region are you from, why haven't I seen it? ”

The kid of the Northern Military Region subconsciously regarded Xiaodian as a child of other military regions.

The scene was a bit stalemate, the two sides pointed their guns at each other, and did not dare to shoot, after all, it is one thing to hold it, and it is another thing to shoot.

Smack-

The chai door was opened, first Cui Jing came out, rolled up his sleeves by the way, and then saw Yu Shao, the young master of the Northern Military Region, who was like a dead dog.

Seeing the stalemate between the gangsters and Xiaodian, Cui Jing picked up the dead dog underground and pinched the back of his neck, as if he could break it with a little force.

"Take your boss and get out of here, and don't come here in the future, otherwise, I'll see you and fight once!"

Anyway, throw people out like garbage.

"Brother Yu, it's okay!"

"Yu Shao is like this, can you be okay, Yu Shao, wake up!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Yes, hurry up and take Yu Shao to the medical room!"

The group fled and left Zifeng's house.

The courtyard was quiet again, but Cui Jing's face did not have a relaxed expression, because she didn't know if his father really wanted to arrange for her to marry this kind of person.

Office of the Head of the Northern Military District

"What, Xiaoyu was beaten, what are you going to do, is it so hard for a little girl, do you still use me to teach you!"

The head of the north is obviously on the verge of exploding, and he can't do such a trivial matter, the key is that now he has made a move, and if there is no follow-up, I am afraid that someone will fight back, or even slap him in the face.

"Tell me what happened?"

The plan failed, but at least you need to know why it failed.

The soldier who had just followed began to recount what had just happened.

Then the head of the north couldn't help but pat his head, it was his own negligence, you must know that when he first met, he already knew that this girl was not simple, at that time she could completely knock down two elite guards, and her strength can be imagined.

But I only cared about it a little and forgot about it afterwards.

It turned out that what he planned single-handedly was still defeated by his own negligence.

But it was too late, because after seeing the actions of the Northern Military District, the other military districts already knew what the intentions of the North were.

Office of the Head of the Southern Military District

"The north is ruthless enough this time, and they actually start directly from other girls, these people are really getting more and more bottomless."

"There is no right or wrong in their eyes at this time, only pros and cons!"

The Southern Staff Officer said.

"Are we going to take sides this time, or do we just go straight to it!"

The staff officer also made a series of plans, just waiting for the chief to make a decision.

The southern chief looked at the two plans in his hand, and was indeed a little hesitant, because of the damage to the current communication equipment, basically Zhao has become a world of its own, and now it is like the past when the princes rose together and the war was raging, as long as there is courage and strategy, of course, you can occupy the mountain as the king.

But thinking of Cui Hao's eyes and mind and the development of Zhao Du in the future, the head of the Southern Military Region still decided to stand on Cui Hao's side.

After all, people must be self-aware, he himself feels that it is difficult for him to be the king and hegemon, but most of the considerations are still his subordinates, and he really doesn't want so many brothers around him to become victims of this mutation.

People can die, but it still depends on the way they die, and it is really not worth sacrificing for this kind of political struggle.

But the head of the south will definitely not take his subordinates to charge for Cui Hao, it depends on Cui Hao's own hole cards, if he has nothing, then he will also send it when he goes up, after all, the strength of both sides is there.

The Western and Eastern Military Districts, on the other hand, apparently out of a wait-and-see attitude, first actively defended and then flexibly adapted.

At the door of Zifeng's house

"Miss, let's go, the mayor is waiting for you in the office!"

As soon as Huang Mao left, a small group of soldiers quickly came to Zifeng's house and wanted to take Cui Jing away.

"Hmph, even if you don't come, I'm going to go back immediately, I'll ask my dad in person!"

Cui Jing no longer has her usual calm and arrogant appearance, only an angry look, because she is really angry.

Xiao Dian and Xia Wei glanced at each other, thinking in their hearts that it was really the eldest lady, angry that someone was waiting for them, listening, and they didn't dare to say anything.

With that, Cui Jing left directly with Cui Hao's guard platoon.

Old Town Hospital

The beaten yellow hair with bruises all over his body has been placed in the intensive care unit, of course, the real one is only skin trauma, but the atmosphere that should be created still has to be created, after all, the plan B of the Northern Military Region has begun to be implemented.

Plan B is to talk about the seriously injured prince of the north.