The man who came was about thirty years old, in a state of hair, wearing an old-fashioned military coat, and walked into the hall with steps that he did not recognize.

When the man walked in, a waiter took his military coat, and then Song Ziyu saw that the man with swollen eyes and a tired face was actually wearing a pair of beach pants!

Seeing the visitor, the guests at several tables got up to greet them.

"Brother Dajun."

"The Great Army."

"Hello young soldier."

The man with a slightly bulging abdomen waved at everyone: "I'm sorry, I was just basking in the sun on the southern sea, and I flew back directly after something, and I haven't had time to change my clothes yet...... You play slowly, I won't accompany you for now. ”

After saying hello, the man walked quickly to the circle where Ye Qianqian was.

"Brother Dajun."

Everyone greeted the man one after another, and even Lin Shaofeng got up from his seat, walked quickly to the man, and shouted in a tone similar to coquettishness: "Brother." ”

The man reached out and touched the man's head and smiled, then turned to look at Ye Qianqian.

"Qianqian, it's rare to see you come to me once, it's really a rare guest today." The man said with a smile.

"Brother Dajun, I heard that you have a dragon fight today, so I came to see the excitement." Ye Qianqian explained.

The man smiled: "Zhang Laohu from the Beijing Normal Courtyard brought a few guys to take advantage of the opportunity of the Equipment Department to come to the Central and Southern Theater to check the treasury and want to touch us...... No, I was on vacation in the southern waters of Xinjiang, and I flew back non-stop when I received a phone call, and my Gulfstream was still parked on the tarmac of the racecourse. ”

"Brother Jun, come on, beat up Zhang Laohu." Ye Qianqian said cheeringly.

"Hehe, of course it's beaten...... Hey, who is this? Brother Dajun looked at Song Ziyu who was standing next to Ye Qianqian.

"This is my boyfriend, his name is Song Ziyu."

Ye Qianqian's face turned red and hurriedly introduced.

Brother Dajun stretched out his hand and patted Song Ziyu's shoulder and said, "My name is Mao Dajun, my brother should have heard of me, right?" ”

Song Ziyu looked at Ye Qianqian.

Ye Qianqian hurriedly relieved Song Ziyu and said: "Ziyu is a foreigner and doesn't know the situation in our compound. ”

"Oh, I see, that's fine, it's all guests." Brother Dajun said boldly.

Immediately, Mao Dajun looked at Song Ziyu again and said: "Qianqian is my sister, you have to take care of it, otherwise I won't be happy brother." ”

Hearing this, Song Ziyu could only nod stubbornly.

"It's not too early, let's go to the racetrack and wait, I'll change my clothes and come." Mao Dajun said with a wave of his hand.

So Song Ziyu followed Ye Qianqian to the racecourse.

"Who is this Mao army?" Song Ziyu asked in a low voice.

"Brother Dajun is the eldest brother in our yard, and his grandfather was my grandfather's old chief...... But he has passed away. Ye Qianqian explained.

"I see."

Song Ziyu seems to understand that this Mao Dajun is a figure with hands and eyes.

A group of people soon arrived at the scheduled racecourse.

After arriving, Song Ziyu found that this racetrack was still a little different from the imaginary racecourse.

I saw that there were many dummies erected on the huge racecourse.

These leather dummies stretched into the distance, one in the east and one in the west, and Song Ziyu noticed that many of the dummies were still stuck with clusters of arrows.

It turns out that the racetrack is not just for running horses!

Just when Song Ziyu was fascinated, a tall horse rushed out of the fence like lightning.

The man on horseback had his horse's belly in his empty fold, and leaped towards a dummy with his bow and arrows in both hands.

At a distance of thirty or forty meters from the dummy, the man bent his bow and arrows, and shot at the dummy.

The arrow feathers turned into streamers, and the next second it was inserted into the dummy.

The sturdy knight took hold of the reins with his bow, and then turned his horse's head in triumph.

Seeing this scene, a group of people on the racetrack erupted in cheers.

The man walked to the side of the crowd, turned over and dismounted, and then couldn't help but praise: "It's a good horse, full of explosive power." ”

"Tiger mighty!"

"Brother Tiger is domineering."

"Brother Zhang, you are so amazing."

The man's friends praised him one after another, and the man's face became more and more proud.

Seeing this scene, the young people on Ye Qianqian's side all showed timid looks.

"Is this Zhang Laohu, it really lives up to its reputation!"

Someone sighed.

"We're afraid we can't compare with his exposed hand...... said a little girl timidly.

Another person snorted and said: "It's normal to be incomparable, Zhang Xiaohu is the active military attache of the Beijing Garrison Corps, and he is an outstanding talent who was selected hard." ”

Hearing this, Lin Shaofeng sneered: "A few of you are either afraid of war, or you will grow up to destroy your own prestige, it's really a shame." ”

Seeing that Lin Shaofeng was angry, everyone shut up one after another.

Song Ziyu touched his chin, thinking that this Lin Shaofeng seemed to have a very prestigious reputation among this group of young gentlemen.

Ye Qianqian said in Song Ziyu's ear: "Today I will open your eyes and see the sharpness of the younger generation of my Yu Xia Kingdom." ”

While speaking, Ye Qianqian rubbed her hands, and she was a little eager to try.

"Are you going to go too?" Song Ziyu asked.

"Of course." Ye Qianqian said lightly: "The Central and Southern Theater retains one of the only two cavalry battalions of Yu Xia Kingdom. ”

While speaking, Ye Qianqian's eyes looked at Lin Shaofeng, who was standing not far away, intentionally or unintentionally.

It's a pity that Lin Shaofeng didn't respond, this cold and beautiful man didn't even look at Ye Qianqian.

"Hahaha, my Howling Tiger brother!" Mao's voice came from not far away.

At this time, Mao Dajun had already changed into a hunting suit and appeared in the racecourse, and was smiling and walking towards the man who was riding a horse and shooting arrows just now.

Behind Mao Dajun, two fierce men who were also hunting outfits followed suits.

"Dajun, you're getting fat again." Zhang Xiaohu said.

Compared with Zhang Xiaohu, who is in good shape, Mao Dajun does look bloated.

Mao Dajun smiled and said: "Tiger, you really haven't changed at all, you know to expose my shortcomings when you meet, you all come over and say hello to Brother Xiaohu." ”

Mao Dajun said to Ye Qianqian, Lin Shaofeng and others, like a big brother.

In fact, Mao Dajun is also the eldest brother of these gentlemen.

"Brother Tiger is good."

"Brother Tiger." Lin Shaofeng's girlfriend Jiao Didi shouted.

"Hello Tiger Shao."

"Welcome to Nandu."

Zhang Xiaohu was very useful, turned around and looked at the brothers he brought and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, call Brother Dajun." ”

"Brother Dajun."

"Brother Jun."

Mao Dajun looked at these young people and couldn't help asking, "Are they all from Beijing?" ”

"They are all juniors of the uncle's family in the Jingshi War Zone, bring them to see the world." Zhang Xiaohu said.

"And who is this?" Mao Dajun's eyes were very sharp, and he saw a man in a black windbreaker standing behind Zhang Xiaohu.