"If I'm not mistaken, you're Su An, right?"

Guo Zhiyuan, who had a bandage around his neck and an assault rifle in his hand, kept looking the other party up and down when he walked towards Su An.

The admiration on his face was not concealed at all, "You can, I plan to help you, it seems that you are self-inflicted, you can capture an eighth-level with a fifth-level cultivation, if you don't see this kind of thing with your own eyes, whoever tells me will not believe it." ”

Su An, who was holding the eighth-level soldier, bowed slightly, and he glanced at the other party's epaulettes: "I'm Su An, is the colonel Guo Zhiyuan?" ”

Guo Zhiyuan was stunned: "Do you know me?" ”

Su An smiled: "I don't know."

"However, after Division Commander Guo received my news, if he is willing to send someone over, it must be the elite who will be dispatched, I think the soldiers over there are all strong, and it is estimated that you are the Thunder Brigade.

"And there is only one colonel in the Thunder Brigade, and that is the captain of the brigade, Colonel Guo."

When he asked Wang Zhe about Guo Huai'an, he learned a lot of news.

Guo Zhiyuan nodded again and again when he heard this, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "You are worthy of being a person who can lead the team to take Wumeng Town, you are indeed very smart."

"That's right, I am Guo Zhiyuan, the captain of the Thunder Brigade, the most powerful general under the command of Division Commander Guo!"

As he said his last sentence, he spoke in an emphatic tone, nostrils facing the sky, clearly proud of who he was.

Su An bowed his head again: "Thank you Colonel Guo for your help, I have admired the Thunder Brigade for a long time." ”

Guo Zhiyuan waved his hand, "Don't talk about these things that you don't have, come on, tell me about your mental journey to fight Wumeng Town, I've been curious all day."

"You only have a few dozen people, when you saw that there was a reinforced regiment in Wumeng Town, how did you retreat without knowing the difficulty, but patiently waited for the other party to divide the troops?"

Halfway through the words, he had already climbed on Su An's shoulder, with a close and warm attitude, looking like a good brother.

Su An was about to speak, Guo Zhiyuan suddenly paused and looked around suspiciously: "Something is wrong." ”

"What's wrong?" Su An was confused by his surprise.

Guo Zhiyuan's face was cold, and his voice was deep: "There are eight killers who attacked the convoy on the left side of the highway, why are you alone here?" ”

As he spoke, his gaze became extremely sharp, and his eyes flashed with the essence of wisdom: "Is there still someone hiding in the dark?" Is it in the grass? After the mound? ”

Su An opened his mouth and was about to explain, when Guo Zhiyuan, who took two steps forward with a gun and looked around vigilantly, was suddenly stunned again:

"It smells of blood...... And so on, level six, level seven, level eight...... Oh, there are quite a few people, strange, how come these guys are all dead? ”

Although he didn't stand on a high place, he let go of the gas machine and looked around, and still found the people who were killed by Su An before one by one. Well, there's an eighth-degree serious injury that is endangered, but he hasn't breathed yet.

Su An thought that when Guo Zhiyuan came over, he was fighting with the eighth-level captive in his hand, and the other party really didn't know the previous situation, so he opened his mouth to explain:

"I went around the grass over there, and the sudden attack caught them off guard."

Guo Zhiyuan's vigilant movements around him suddenly froze, and he turned his head stiffly, his eyes glaring like bull's eyes: "You mean, such a large group of killers, including those seventh-level and eighth-level, were all killed by you?" ”

Su An said modestly: "Not bad." ”

Guo Zhiyuan: "......"

He was stunned for a few seconds, took two deep breaths, and then said with a complicated expression:

"You are a fifth-level soldier, I am already very surprised to be able to capture an eighth-level transcendent, I think you are a genius at the same level as me, I didn't expect you to be able to kill several seventh- and eighth-level with your own strength, if there is no one else here, I won't believe it......"

At the end of the sentence, he bared his teeth, as if his back molars were a little painful, and he didn't continue.

What he thought in his heart was, could it be that this guy Su An is a genius who is even more genius than me?

It shouldn't be, I, Guo Zhiyuan, have always been amazingly talented and incomparable, and I can be called the pride of the times, when have people ever been left behind? Is there really a hunk man in this world who is even fiercer than me?

On the other side, Yang Jing, who was fighting with the inch-headed man, couldn't help but feel his heart sink when he saw the Thunder Brigade appear, and secretly wondered: "How did these guys come so quickly?" ”

He glanced at Su An: "Could it be that this kid arranged it early?" Can a student who hasn't graduated from high school really be so difficult? ”

At this moment, Yang Jing already understood that nothing could be done, and he threw a powerful punch, forcing the inch-headed man back slightly, and taking the opportunity to pull away and prepare to evacuate.

When Su An and Guo Zhiyuan were talking, the Thunder Brigade, with the cooperation of Zheng Nanzhi and others, only took the blink of an eye to eliminate the opponent, and the eight soldiers were either killed, wounded or captured.

Turning his head to look at the direction where the two generals were fighting, Su An found that Yang Jing and the inch-headed man had gone away quickly, and he could see that one person was running wildly, and the other was chasing after him, and a rough voice could be faintly heard shouting:

"Yang Jing, you waste, don't run, see if Lao Tzu doesn't hammer your dog's head!"

The night, which had suddenly become noisy, suddenly returned to calm at this moment, and the battle ended quickly and abruptly.

There were no casualties among An Xia Zong and Nan Yan Sect, and the only unlucky ones were the guys in the front car.

Yang Jing blasted the chariot into parts with a Force energy bullet, and even the people on the cart became severed limbs, and some people had already gone over to collect the corpses.

Su An walked to the side alone, took out his mobile phone and started calling.

It's not over.

......

"Spring and Autumn Villa" club.

In a building resembling an ancient palace, Wang Zhe was holding a banquet.

He sat on the main seat on the platform, and the sandalwood table in front of him was full of jade plates and delicacies, all kinds of delicacies, and there were light shirts and skirts next to him, and pretty women dressed as ladies knelt down and poured wine.

The hall is very spacious, and there are several food tables on the left and right classes, and the young men and women sitting in the back are all young people from powerful families.

They all wore wide-sleeved robes, antique costumes that showed off their style and style.

In the center of the hall is a group of dancers with flowing ribbons and graceful bodies, dancing to the soft sound of music.

The music is not played out of the speakers, but someone sits on the scene and plays the piano, and every move is beautiful and elegant, as if it is not a person of this era.

"The beautiful women and men in the clubs and clubs outside are nothing but good-looking, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, they only know how to understand people's clothes but don't know what they want to understand, vulgar, just vulgar.

"It's not technical at all!"

A noble girl with eyebrows like Yuandai and a face like a silver basin said.

She held a handsome and feminine young man with low eyebrows in her left hand, and waved a blue-glazed wine glass in her right hand, burping two times a word.

She looked at Wang Zhe who was smiling, and continued to shout in a loud voice:

"The world is declining, our fine traditions, high-grade culture, have given the nouveau riche outside the disaster gone, in the long run, people will only become more and more vulgar, become no different from the barbarians who have not read, our family is no different from the mud legs on the street!"

As she spoke, she raised her head and drank the wine in her glass, shaking her head and sighing constantly, looking distressed.

A son-in-law sitting opposite her also hugged a beautiful man with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth, and he took over the conversation with a smile:

"Throughout human history, it is a history of decay of etiquette, or of depravity from elegance to vulgarity.

"I have studied the ancient times of the home planet, and the gatherings of the children of the nobles in the past, either chanting poems or painting on the harp, often left a chapter for generations.

"And now, everyone sits down at the wine table, except for playing dice, it is a fist, and when they are happy, they start to talk to me and me in front of outsiders, which is simply unethical!

"For another example, in the past, the word 'childe' was used to refer to the son of the prince of the princely state, and later anyone could be called 'childe'.

"And that 'dad', in the past, he used to call his biological father 'dad', but later he could call the boss and the owner of the money 'dad', and he was a mother with milk!

"The way of the world is to be corrupted by those shameless street homeless and poor people in the market, we must not be polluted by them, we must be elegant, we must have taste, we must maintain morality, we must maintain our manners!"

Speaking of which, the boy brother also began to feel heartbroken, shook his head vigorously, hugged the beautiful man next to him, and gnawed a few bites on the other party's face, as if this could show that his emotions were true from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Zhe enjoys such an atmosphere very much, people with lofty ideals should point out the country and satirize reality, how can they know that the wine pool meat forest and the pleasure are sought for?

If the children of the rich and powerful like them talk about the same things in the party as the ordinary people in the street food stalls, how can this high status and style be highlighted? Isn't the vision and mind cultivated by elite education, as well as the knowledge that has been applied to the world in a belly, fed to the dogs?

There is no self-affirmation without a sense of superiority.

"You all have a lot of point, but you miss some of the core points.

"I have also learned about the history of the home planet, and it is true to say that the history of human civilization is a history of etiquette and happiness, but from another point of view, it is also a history of the rise of civilians."

Wang Zhe put down the celadon wine glass and slowly spoke, "In ancient times, knowledge was in the hands of princes and nobles, and ordinary people had no chance to read and write.

"The poetry and songs you are talking about at banquets are only produced among the aristocracy, and in those times, the common people drank and gathered at fists.

"Gongzi has changed from the son of the prince of the princely state to an ordinary rich son, why not the common people are competing for identity recognition?

"The so-called 'in the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people', this is the truth.

"So ......"

Before he finished his words, the noble lady who spoke first suddenly slapped the table and grabbed the conversation: "I understand!"

"Wang Zhe, you are really smart, why didn't I think before, the reason why this history is ruined is because of the rise of civilians?

"The etiquette system, poetry, calligraphy and painting of the aristocracy are originally inherent cultivation, but the common people don't understand anything, they have risen to control the right to speak, and their vulgarity and ignorance have squeezed out the original social atmosphere and lost the tradition and culture?

"You're really right in your words, and you're hitting the nail on the head!"

Wang Zhe: "......"

He said in his heart, what are you talking about, why do I mean this?

Without waiting for him to explain, the son-in-law opposite the noble girl also became excited, and patted his thigh vigorously: "Yes, yes, that's it!"

"So let's go back now, reproduce the habits of the ancients, and respect the ancient culture, what is this? It's the Renaissance!

"This world should be like in ancient times, with clear hierarchies, respect and inferiority and order, so that the etiquette, morality, and fine culture of our upper class can be protected.

"We must not let those displaced people and mud-legged people below climb up to harm us, and we must not give them the opportunity to achieve class leaps and grasp the right to speak!"

Speaking of which, Brother Gongzi raised his wine glass, his face flushed with excitement, and shouted loudly:

"For the glorious future of the history of human civilization and for the betterment of this world, do it!"

A group of sons and daughters raised their glasses and applauded loudly.

A few black lines appeared on Wang Zhe's forehead, and he looked at the noble girl and the son's eyes becoming a little unkind, and secretly said What kind of rhythm do you two have blind, lest the world be chaotic, right?

Aren't you two demon spies?

As he was thinking this, the noble lady spoke again, "I have long thought that those demon clans who call themselves elves are stupid, but their culture does have merit.

"The reason why the demon society is what it looks like in ancient times may be that they are aware of these problems.

"I suspect now that the reason why those demon monks can fight more than our transcendents may also be here.

"Our Yan Kingdom is too free and democratic.

"The world is ruled by elites, and only the elites who are full of wealth can see the essence through the phenomenon, accurately distinguish what is right and what is wrong, and have a long-term vision and a broad mind.

"The resources of this world should be concentrated in the hands of the elites, and it is not only a waste but a curse to put them on those mud legs.

"Yan Guo is that there are too many folk transcendents, and they have crowded out the cultivation resources of the elites.

"This also leads to the fact that we can't concentrate on doing great things and thoroughly study the cultivation of the Force, so that we are so far behind the demon race, and every transcendent individual is not as powerful as the demon clan cultivators.

"I think if the Yan Kingdom wants to become more rich and powerful, it should restore the ancient hierarchy!"

By the end, she was flushed with pride and pride.

The son on the opposite side stroked his palms and praised, and shouted loudly: "It is incumbent upon my generation to reproduce the glory of antiquity!" ”

Wang Zhe heard that the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyebrows jumped, and he forcibly resisted the urge to pick up the wine jug and smash the heads of the two friends out of a bloody hole.

He threw out the topic to attract bricks, not a swarm of buzzing flies, which made him deeply doubt whether he was throwing out a brick or a lump of gold.

The upper class of the Yan Kingdom is now prevalent in the retro style, which does have the meaning of imitating the demon clan.

But that is to take the essence of its culture, explore the relationship between man and nature, delve into the way of the unity of heaven and man, and break the essence of the force cultivation from it, and then let the transcendent catch up with the demon monks.

But looking at the group of sons and nobles in front of him, he almost buried his face in the dross.

Wang Zhe got up and left the table, wanting to go outside to take a breath, when the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang, he took it out and saw that Su An's name was displayed on the screen, which made him feel better.

Sure enough, it was more comfortable to communicate with the sect master of the Anxia Sect who was from an ordinary background than to talk nonsense with these guys with bad heads.

In Wang Zhe's view, he and Su An are very compatible in terms of ideological understanding and acting style.

Thinking that Su An had just fought with demons on the battlefield and achieved outstanding results, Wang Zhe couldn't help but feel a little contempt when he looked at the eyes of the ladies in the hall.

"A bunch of pampered and overfed fellows should throw you off to the battlefield to see the world.

"When you survive from the demons, you will know why the Yan Kingdom will allow a large number of folk transcendents to exist."

The children of the powerful felt that it was too easy for the commoners in the market to become transcendental, but what they didn't know was that in the eyes of ordinary citizens such as Jiang Miaomiao, it was too difficult to become extraordinary.

Walking out quickly and coming to a secluded place, Wang Zhe answered the phone, with a heartfelt smile on his face: "Su An, have you returned to the city?" ”

As the call continued, the smile on his face gradually froze, his eyes became stunned, and finally his face turned red, and his eyebrows were raised:

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter, and I will definitely give you an answer before dawn!"

Putting down the phone, Wang Zhe's eyes flashed with monstrous anger and strong aura, and after a while, he took a deep breath, calmed down, left the villa quickly, and drove to find the political envoy.

Wang Changqing, the political envoy, had dinner at home, and was walking into the study to read a book for a while, when he heard Wang Zhe entering the door, he did not rush to the bookshelf.

Sure enough, Wang Zhe soon appeared at the door of the study.

"Come in, what's the matter with coming here at night?" Wang Changqing sat down on the sofa.

"Dad, Su An was on the way back from escorting human evidence and physical evidence, and was intercepted and killed by a large group of middle and high-level soldiers, and there were general-level powerhouses who took action!" Wang Zhe tried his best to make his tone appear normal.

Wang Changqing frowned and fell into a deep groan.

Chen Buzhi is the executive vice president of the provincial council.

Wang Zhe said: "When this old thing asked Su An to send the evidence back, I had doubts and felt that there was no need to do more.

But he was resolute, and I didn't think much about it at the time, considering that he might want to use this evidence to force Liu Xiong to make more profits, or if he had other ideas.

"Unexpectedly, he would choose to kill people and destroy evidence, and openly tear our faces, this is really beyond my expectations, I still can't figure out what he is doing this!"

If it was just to destroy the evidence, Chen Buzhi could send someone to Wumeng Town, and he would not be guilty of settling a grudge with Wang Changqing at all.

Wang Changqing raised his head and glanced at Wang Zhe: "Who told you that he was going to destroy the evidence?" ”

Wang Zhe was stunned: "Isn't it?" ”

"Of course not." Wang Changqing's eyes were deep, "If my prediction is correct, he is going to bring those people back, concoct another piece of evidence, and point the finger directly at us." ”

Wang Zhe felt incredible: "You mean, let Liu Tao say that we framed and colluded with Nanyanzong and Anxiazong to maliciously frame Zhengyang Sect?" ”

Wang Changqing nodded lightly: "Or go further, say that we have colluded with the demon clan, including the matter of the No. 3 Research Institute of the Zhengyang Sect, we bought the people inside the Zhengyang Sect and deliberately did it." ”

Wang Zhe smiled dumbly: "This is too child's play, right?" can't stand up to scrutiny. ”

Wang Changqing looked at him and said meaningfully: "It can't stand the investigation, but the investigation takes time, and the parliamentary election is in three days." I'm involved in such a thing, can I still participate in the election normally? ”

Wang Zhe's face immediately changed.

Wang Changqing, the political envoy, did not become through the normal election channel, he was only a deputy political envoy before, and two years ago, the political envoy at that time died of illness, and he came to the throne.

Nowadays, Wang Changqing still has the word "generation" before the official position of political envoy.

If he wants to erase the word "generation" and officially become the political envoy, he will have to defeat his opponent and obtain a majority of votes in the quadrennial parliamentary elections.

Because of this, Wang Zhe wanted to do business with Chen Buzhi before, hoping that the two sides could form an alliance of interests in exchange for the other party's support for Wang Changqing.

It's a pity that the Zhengyang Sect has colluded with the Demon Clan, and Chen Buzhi's previous attitude is to protect the Zhengyang Sect, in this case, the business between the two parties cannot continue, so they can only seek other cooperation projects.

This time, when Wang Zhe handed over the evidence given by Su An to Chen Buzhi, he didn't ask for benefits at all, and only symbolically accepted a three-star sect under the Zhengyang Sect.

He gave the other party a lot, and he didn't take any benefits, after all, the three-star sect was going to give it to Su An, and the Anxia sect was busy and the party was the party, so he couldn't get nothing.

Prior to this, Chen Buzhi had always been very friendly to Wang Changqing and Wang Zhe, and after Liu Tao's matter was handled "perfectly", the two sides had reached an alliance, and Wang Zhe always thought that the other party would support Wang Changqing.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment before the election, the other party actually chose to stab in the back.

For Mr. Wang, this means that Mr. Chen's unrecognizable support is actually his rivals.

Chen Buxi's previous intimacy and friendliness was completely a joke, in order to confuse Wang Changqing. Now that Chen Buzhi saw the "evidence" that could be manipulated, he suddenly saw the dagger.

It can only be said that the struggle for power has always been dangerous, false and false, and friends and enemies are not so easy to distinguish.

And after Wang Changqing's suggestion, Wang Zhe finally figured out the whole thing:

Chen Buzhi wanted to change the evidence, and in turn used Liu Tao to frame him and Wang Changqing, so he naturally wanted to kill those who knew the truth, so the people of Nanyanzong and Anxiazong had to die!

Because he wanted to kill someone, Chen Buzhi couldn't let Su An and the others go back to the city and do it when they were handed over.

This kind of thing is much easier to do in the wilderness than in the city.

"Now that the human and material evidence is in Chen Buzhi's hands, the matter is already very serious.

"The only thing we can do is to try our best to protect the people who were at the scene in Wumeng Town at that time and saw Liu Tao and the demon clan join forces to attack the Southern Yan Sect."

Wang Changqing rubbed his eyebrows, although he tried his best to hide it, the bitterness and resentment in his heart were still revealed, "Didn't the members of the Anxia Sect leave Wumeng Town, right?" ”

Hearing this, Wang Zhe's expression became a little strange.

Wang Changqing waited for a long time without waiting for a reply, and when he looked up, he found that his face was strange, Rao was also puzzled by his wisdom and the second monk, "Why don't you speak?" ”

Wang Zhe scratched his head: "Dad, I just forgot to tell you, in fact, the people who don't know Chen didn't succeed." ”

"Huh?" Wang Changqing was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you say that the other party dispatched a group of middle and high-level soldiers, and there were generals on the scene?" With the people of Nanyan Sect and Anxia Sect, how could they stop them? ”

Wang Zhe sighed twice, and couldn't suppress his smugness: "Because Su An expected that there might be an accident on the road before he left Wumeng Town, he invited the Thunder Brigade!"

"So, whether it is human or physical evidence, or the people of Anxia Sect and Nanyan Sect, they are all fine now."

Wang Changqing couldn't hide his surprise: "Isn't this Su An very young?" How could he be so capable? ”

Wang Zhe was even more proud, with a face full of pride: "He is very young, but he is so capable." Dad, I told you a long time ago that Su An's guy is not an ordinary person! ”