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Yan Beiquan was dressed in a navy blue military uniform, resolute and straight, proud and cold. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info midnight-like eyes are bottomless, holding a handful of formal in his hand.

Although the sudden heartache just now shook his body, the man still straightened his waist and aimed at the target five hundred meters ahead.

A second later, with a violent sound of bullets coming out of the chamber, the bullet hit the heart like an arrow off the string.

Seeing that he was fine, Xiao Fang, who was a few steps away, was also deeply relieved. As soon as he was about to approach Yan Beiquan, a burst of applause sounded-

The crisp and powerful applause got closer and closer, and several officer-like people who were also dressed in military uniforms and wearing big-brimmed hats paced closer, stopping only half a meter away from Yan Beiquan.

"Brother Yan is young and promising, he is still a sharpshooter, and he deserves to be the commander of the twelve provinces! I admire him—" The person who spoke looked to have passed the age of not being confused, and the military uniform on his thinner figure was still worn by him to be tall and mighty.

"Master Zhang has won the award-" The cold eyes did not raise, and Yan Beiquan said coldly.

The person known as Master Zhang smiled heartily and patted the man's shoulder warmly.

"I'm telling the truth, Brother Yan is indeed a god of marksmanship, and this marksmanship is that the sharpshooter of my army is willing to bow down in front of my brother-" In the face of his praise, Yan Beiquan did not have any response.

He never disdained to respond to this kind of sycophancy, and he has been mixed in the military and political circles for a long time, and he has become accustomed to disobeying the yang and yin in the officialdom.

"That's Division Commander Zhang's gun—" said lightly, Yan Beiquan's expression was calm without a trace of waves.

"That's right, Brother Yan praised me and accepted it!" Before he could finish his light smile, the man's cold voice sounded again.

"With such a good gun, why can't you drive the Fusang people out of our central land-" His voice was low and cold, as deep as midnight.

Coldly glancing at the few people behind him, Yan Beiquan's eyes shone directly at Senior Commander Zhang

"Uh-hehe, it's also ......" pulled out an embarrassed smile, and glanced at the two accompanying people behind him, the meaning was unknown.

"Brother Beiquan, I heard that you are leaving?" Liaodong fell, and the people of the entire three provinces were struggling to make a living. If it weren't for the sake of being a fellow soldier, he wouldn't have come here.

"It's been a long time since I've been out, it's time to go back. "It's been a long time since I left Beihua, and this time Yan Beiquan didn't make a noise, and only brought Yang Fusheng's division with him.

"Brother Beiquan, since you are here, why don't you stay for a while, so that we can fulfill the friendship of the landlord. In this way, tomorrow I will set up good wine and food in my mansion, and we will invite the handsome man to come, even if we see off my brother-"

"I'm afraid that Zhang Shuai won't agree, right?" Yan Beiquan said coldly, with a cold momentum every word. "Nowadays, the country is full of gunsmoke, and the people are struggling to make a living. Division Commander Zhang still has the heart to put on a banquet, Zhang Shuai is frugal and close to the people, I'm afraid I won't agree to Master Zhang's doing this, right?" Because of the Northern Army, since Yan Beiquan came to Liaodong, he has approached more than once and wants to have a good relationship with the Northern Army.

Hearing that Yan Beiquan was leaving, he was also ready to put on a banquet. I wanted to please Yan Beiquan, but I didn't expect to be photographed on the horse's hooves.

Yan Beiquan has always admired frugality, including the use of goods in the Overseer's Mansion, which is not extravagant. Like him, the same is true of Zhang Dashuai, the commander of the Fengjun, and now that the people of Liaodong are not happy, if his words are heard by the commander of the Fengjun and his boss, he will not spare him.

"This ...... That's, that's! I mean... Since extravagance and waste are not allowed, I will pay out of my own pocket, how about a few drinks with Brother Beiquan tonight?" was choked by Yan Beiquan's straightforward words, and Master Zhang's whole face turned black into a pot background. Holding back the anger of gritting his teeth, he said again.

was refuted by Yan Beiquan, and his face was small, and if he offended Yan Beiquan, he lost a strong backer. Liaodong fell, and the Feng army was almost unable to protect itself.

Yan Beiquan's Northern Army is inevitably not a big tree that is easy to enjoy the shade, and if you please him, there will be one more way. Master Zhang secretly made his own little abacus in his heart, and the two people behind him also echoed him.

"No need, Brother Zhang's kindness Beiquan accepted it. It's just that it's been out for a long time, and Beihua is also in turmoil, so we should go back and have a look. ”

rejected him again without mercy, Yan Beiquan turned around, and his thin lips had a vague arc from beginning to end. They rejected him, but they didn't know how to offend anyone.

"Senior Zhang, we are destined to meet again-" Without saying any extra words, Xiao Fang knew that Yan Beiquan didn't like to deal with this kind of person who tended to be inflammatory, so he took two steps forward and blocked the words they wanted to keep again.

"Okay-Adjutant Xiao walks slowly, don't send -" The cold voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction, and Senior Commander Zhang raised his hand and made a light gesture.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the person who followed behind Master Zhang took a sip and complained: "What's the matter, I thought it was in Beihua City here." I don't know what is good or bad, as long as you give an order, I promise to do them......"

Smack-

A crisp slap resounded throughout the Fengjun training ground, and the originally aggressive person immediately endured his grievances and disobedience and lowered his head.

The Master Zhang pointed at him angrily, and shouted with expletives in his mouth: "Lao Tzu did you first-"

"Do you know who he is?" Yan Beiquan -- even the big marshal respects him for three points, and you did him? Huh?" It's not that he's exaggerating, but that he's telling the truth.

Sitting in the position of overseer in his twenties, he led the Northern Army into the most powerful and best-equipped army in just three years, and Yan Beiquan's ability cannot be underestimated. Not to mention him, even the commander of the Fengjun Army and the commander-in-chief of Beijiang are all in awe of this young age.

"Is it that serious...... "The beaten man covered his face and muttered in a low voice.

Listening to his words, Division Commander Zhang looked like rotten wood that could not be carved, glanced at him fiercely, and said sharply: "You do him, I'm afraid you won't see the sun tomorrow - Yan Beiquan is gloomy and cold, don't say it's you, even the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army will give him some face in everything." If you provoke him, he can destroy your military camp for you, and leave no trace - I, I think you think we are too comfortable to live and want to die, right?"

"Young Master, your body—" Xiao asked in a slow voice as he followed the man's side.

"It's okay, it's just an old problem!" Yan Beiquan raised his hand to signal that he didn't have to worry, and his steps didn't stop at all. This kind of sudden heartache is not the first time, although Long Shaohan has performed surgery for himself, and the result of the operation is also very successful.

However, old wounds still come back from time to time. Especially after returning from the Fusang position, it was even more serious, but the pain was fleeting, and he didn't care.

pursed his lips, Xiao Fang's concerned words didn't come out again.

Knowing that men don't like to talk about their bodies, Xiao Fang took the initiative to change the topic, looked back at the few people who were left in place, and Xiao Fang spoke again: "Young master, do we really want to go back?" But he only brought one division of Yang Fusheng, and when he arrived here, he didn't do anything except stand still.

Now that the overall situation of Liaodong is mostly controlled by Fusang, the young master ordered to prepare to return to Beihua. This made him unable to understand, and after thinking about it, Xiao Fang could only ask his own questions.

Knowing that Xiao Fang couldn't hide his words, listening to his question, Yan Beiquan didn't blame him for talking too much. just gradually slowed down, walking almost side by side with Xiao Fang, and explained in a deep and meaningful voice: "I came here because, I have a great friendship with the commander of the Feng army, and I should come when the Feng army has something to do." It's just that Shangfeng didn't let us deal with Fusang openly, so we can't show up easily. If Fusang knew that we were not in Beihua, it was hard to guarantee that he would not take advantage of our absence in Beihua to disturb the military camp of the Northern Army. ”

Yan Beiquan has considered all aspects properly, and every sentence and every step has been carefully considered. The current situation is like a dangerous chess game, and every move is related to the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Northern Army, so he must be careful and not careless at all.

"However, why didn't the young master tell Zhang Dashuai yesterday, and went to the invitation of Master Zhang to come here to practice guns?" Even though Yan Beiquan analyzed the situation for him earlier, he still didn't understand why the news that Yan Beiquan was leaving was so sudden.

Even I just found out, and this farewell was not for Zhang Dashuai personally, but for a domineering and arrogant Master Zhang.

The thin lips shallowly hooked a touch of arc, and Yan Beiquan's cold eyes had a deep and unsearchable look.

Although Xiao Fang has followed him since he was a child, whether he is studying abroad, returning to China, and entering the military camp, the two have never been separated as good brothers until today.

It's just that Xiao Fang is honest by nature, not only disgusted with those sycophants, but also hypocrisy. I don't even understand the communication and methods of traveling between the military and political circles.

Raising his hand and patting this good brother's shoulder, Yan Beiquan's eyes were half-narrowed, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

After a while, the man said in a low voice: "Now that we need manpower here, if I tell Zhang Dashuai that you think he will leave us?" It's better to be caught off guard, since that Master Zhang likes to help others, what's wrong with fulfilling him?" Moreover, tell him the news that he is leaving, and let him tell the commander of the Fengjun army, so that the commander of the Fengjun will not have the opportunity to stop him, killing two birds with one stone!

Listening to the man's words, Xiao Fang suddenly realized. He nodded a little dumbfounded, as if he admired him even more as the fourth young master.

"What's more, the longer I leave, the more uneasy I become-" From saying goodbye to the girl, I came to Liaodong, thousands of miles away. Yan Beiquan's uneasy feeling began in his heart, and the longer he was here, the stronger the uneasiness became.

Until a sudden heart-piercing pain came from his chest just now, which made the man make up his mind, no longer delayed, and immediately got up and went back to Beihua.

He didn't know that at this moment, Long Jinyu, who was far away in Beihua City, was approaching the old mansion of Yan Mansion step by step, and what was waiting for her was also a test of life and death-

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