"Do you think that if you give me Gyeongju and give me the gold mine, I will get carried away with joy?" Duan Boqing asked coldly.

The strength of the Jin warlord is much more powerful than this fledgling boy, and he actually kicked his nose and questioned him.

The three corpse gods of the golden warlord jumped violently, but they endured it without having a seizure, "Then what do you want?" ”

"Me? I want to divide the territory of the surname Sun. Duan Boqing slowly stood up and stared at the Jin warlord.

The premise of carving up the territory of Warlord Sun was to completely kill him.

I couldn't turn over forever, and I rubbed my bones into the mud.

The Jin warlord didn't expect Duan Boqing's ambition to be so big, so he was silent and didn't speak.

Duan Boqing stimulated him, "Have you forgotten?" The Sun family has a grudge against you for killing your son. ”

"It's still uncertain whether Sun Laogou is the culprit who killed my son." The Jin warlord is suspicious of the results found out by Wu Lingheng.

In his heart, he identified Xin ZF and Sun Warlord as the murderers of Jin Yunche, anyway, according to the chain of evidence, one of the two forces must be.

It is much more useful to find an opportunity to destroy both parties than to waste time to find out the truth.

Duan Boqing vetoed: "No, your eyes tell me how much you want to destroy Sun Laogou." ”

"What's your plan?" The Jin warlord asked him.

Duan Boqing thought for a moment, took a pen and drew on the map, "I'll cut off his retreat from here, and you go north and west along here." ”

"I went into his hinterland?" The Jin warlord knew that the Sun warlord was fighting in the rear, and the internal defense was very lax.

Although his Ashkenazi armored regiment is not as sophisticated as the Wu family, it is still easy to defeat the stinky fish and rotten shrimp of the Sun family's army.

As long as he goes in with his armored regiment, he will definitely be able to penetrate deep into the hinterland.

In less than three days, you can kill Xilin City.

Duan Boqing made an arrow to the north, "You are responsible for killing him and controlling the center of Xilin City." ”

"......" the Jin warlord was speechless and speechless.

The gaffe was too severe, and it was completely different from what he had envisioned.

It seems to be very tempting, but he doesn't dare to take this benefit.

Ning Cang saw that the Jin warlord was silent, and said, "Great Marshal, our young marshal is helping you take revenge." ”

"Sun ...... Sun Laogou's territory, how are you going to share it with me? Warlord Jin asked.

Duan Boqing stretched his fingers a few times, left three fingers to make the action of a gun, and fired a shot into the sky, "You eight, I two." ”

"Me eight?" The Jin warlord thought that Duan Boqing was wrong.

Duan Boqing glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, "Exactly." ”

"Don't say such beautiful words, I asked you for something, but you gave me more benefits?" The Jin warlords felt that the conditions were not equal.

Duan Boqing said indifferently: "You have strong military strength, the kid is just a junior, only I can't do such an earth-shattering feat." ”

The tone of these words is cold, but it is an excellent sycophant.

Duan Boqing's father still had some chips in his hand before, but since the infighting in the clan a few years ago, the situation has been different.

It is absolutely impossible to swallow the territory of Warlord Sun.

"Then we'll have to think of a crusade." The Jin warlord accepted his statement and bowed his head in contemplation.

Duan Boqing sneered: "Do you still need to think about this? Collaboration with the enemy and betrayal of the country. ”

"Isn't that too ruthless?" The Jin warlord hated Warlord Sun to the core, and felt that the practice of leaving people infamous for 10,000 years was a bit excessive.

Duan Boqing said: "If you don't hate, how can you have an excuse to beat him." ”

Seeing that the Jin warlord was still hesitating, Duan Boqing frowned.

"You don't want to be scolded by the people of the whole country, if you don't care about reputation like me, that's it." Duan Boqing said again.

"I need to think about it." The Jin warlord had actually agreed in his heart, but he didn't agree immediately out of safety.

Duan Boqing drank all the milk tea in the cup in one go, and walked out of his office, "Then think about it slowly, there are still some things in my barracks." ”

Soon after going out, Ning Cang turned back again, "Our young marshal has explained...... The box and the partition in the box can be taken away for fun first, and he is not interested in such ethereal legends. ”

After speaking, Ning Cang left.

She followed behind Duan Boqing until she was downstairs before asking, "If Jin Shijie agrees, you really plan to give him eighty percent of the land." ”

"Don't you want to see him...... Do you want to see how he looks like he has indigestion? Duan Boqing glanced back at Ning Cang.

Ning Cang's pupils shrank and lowered his head, "The lowly is short-sighted. ”

"Get used to it." He said coldly.

——

Inside the study.

The Jin warlord sat for a long time before he spoke his first words, "He is really the same as the rumors, as long as he drinks water, he will drink dry." ”

"I heard that he studied abroad and trekked through the Sahara." The adjutant walked in.

Warlord Kim's gaze swept over the box, "Bring the box." ”

"Yes." Adjutant said.

When the Jin warlord's gaze swept over, he saw those photos out of the corner of his eye.

I couldn't help but walk over and take a look, with a sneer on my face.

The adjutant said angrily: "How can he have these things?" ”

"The house is heavily guarded, and who else can get close to my study except for the family members in my house." Kim Warlord Road.

The adjutant pondered in a speculative tone, "Who could that be?" It is definitely impossible for the young lady, and the second grandmother is from the Chen family, and she will not ......"

"Song Yujiao." The Jin warlord said lightly.

The adjutant looked suddenly realised, "But she searched her body before leaving." ”

"If you put the film in your body, you can't stop it." The warlord of Kim reminded him.

After dropping the photo, he said again, "No wonder I want to annihilate Sun Laogou, because I lack money to buy these things." ”

"Do you think he wants to buy fighter planes too?" The adjutant couldn't believe it.

The two stupidest people in the world plan to buy German fighters, but they don't need them at all.

This is another fool who wants to buy expensive and useless fighters.

Leaving Duan Boqing's office, they went straight back to the hotel where they were staying.

Qian Guifang stood in front of the door in thin clothes and waited for a long time, and when she saw the Jin warlord get out of the car, she immediately went to stop her, "Dashuai, Dashuai, it's me, please see me." ”

"You are...... It's the midwife who reported last time?! The golden warlord saw that she was unkempt and almost didn't dare to admit it.

All Qian Guifang's belongings were not enough to buy a passenger ship, especially when the Makuhu was bombed, and the ticket for the passenger ship rose a lot.

She came on a regular fishing boat, although she wore it with an engine.

It took a long time along the way, and she had seasickness, and she was dead and alive along the way.

She knelt down normally, "Dashuai, I have something urgent to tell you." ”

"Come into my room and go." The Jin warlord led Qian Guifang into the hotel.

The two talked secretly in the room, and the adjutant stood outside.

Qian Guifang told the Jin warlord about the cause and effect of getting the note, including the content of eavesdropping on the door.

When they were chatting, Yue Lingluo was vaguely mentioned between the lines.

In addition, there is a suspicious word "reincarnation" on the note, thinking about Wu Caicai's inexplicable protection of the spring warbler, there are also doubts in my heart.

Although they all came out of Yuanshu Town, one was the daughter of the Shuai Mansion, and the other was a fan of performing arts in the kiln.

Wu Caicai didn't need to be so good to Chunying, and did everything to protect the fetus in her womb.

Don't......

Is it really because the spring warbler is pregnant with the person they value in her belly?

Will that be the case?

"I'll go back to Makushu immediately, and I want to find out some of them." The Jin warlord opened the door and said to the adjutant.

The adjutant was stunned, "What about our negotiations with Duan Boqing?" ”

"Not for now." The Jin warlord is ruthless.

If the child in Chunying's belly is really Yue Lingluo, then what should I do about this matter?

Kill the child?!

But this is his only bloodline!!

Tiger poison does not eat children.

The adjutant said, "Then I'll go buy a ticket." ”

——

"Mother, mother~" The little baby in Yue Linglu's arms shouted happily.

"His hearing doesn't seem to be damaged, it seems that my medical skills are not good, and my judgment is wrong." Yue Linglu poked her smiling face, and the smile was very kind.

She thought that she had never seen such a young child speak, and she would be frightened to see a baby like this.

Unexpectedly, she adapted very quickly, and she couldn't put down her children.

The corners of Wanxi's mouth rose, and she smiled at the baby, but there was a little desolation in her eyes, "Not necessarily, you have rich medical experience and rarely make mistakes, right?" And his ears ......"

There are areas in the ears that have been damaged by yin qi, and it should not be easy to recover.

"I can hear you." The little baby blinked and said seriously.

Wan Xi frowned, moving her lips but not making a sound, [Really? 】

"Really." He smiled innocently.

The toothless mouth is really funny to look at.

Is it judging by lip language?

Wanxi stroked the fetal hair on his forehead, and said silently: [Mom will tell you a story, okay? 】

"What's the story?!" He asked innocently.

Yue Linglu also cried, this child is afraid that he really has an ear disease.

It's just that he's too sensible and doesn't want adults to worry about him.

It's so small, you can think so much.

Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales. Silent voice.