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Chapter 160 Changshan Zhao Zijie

This night passed very slowly, as if it was a century long. First, I couldn't sleep, and then the entire Cheng family seemed to carry a heavy object of one or two hundred kilograms. It might be better to lie on the bed, otherwise I would not be able to bear it at all.

When she came to Uncle San’s house, Xu Changsheng gave Cheng Yuanyuan a spiritual talisman. She would not feel any pressure when she had this talisman on her body, but she still couldn’t sleep, so she simply lay on the bed to count sheep.

After counting two or three thousand sheep, Cheng Yuanyuan found that she had given up on beauty sleep. She put on her clothes and ran to the yard. She found that her parents were not sleeping either. She stood side by side with her uncle and aunt, looking up at the sky.

At this time, the strange pressure had disappeared. The entire Cheng family's clan probably was watching the old man show his magical powers at this moment. Although he couldn't see clearly what was going on, he saw clouds coming and going around in the sky, and lightning flashed. It seemed that the old man was using his great magic power to attack his opponent, and the opponent's position was in the building of the second young master Cheng Ziliang.

"I heard that Yuanyuan invited a guest. The old man sent Uncle He to invite him was rejected. Could it be that the old man was fighting with this mysterious guest at this moment?"

"It's amazing, the second young master is going crazy? He actually invited guests to fight against the old master. I guess it was for Yuanyuan's family blood ban again?"

"I feel sorry for my parents all over the world... I didn't invite all kinds of experts in the past few times, but I was suppressed by the old man and even lost my position in the group. The experts I invited this time have some strength, and have actually been in contact with the old man for so many rounds?"

"Can you be quiet? We were originally the sidelines of the Cheng family. Our ancestors and the old master were just cousins. Now, we have the advantage of others to have the current atmosphere. Be careful that disasters come from the mouth."

"Brother, you are wrong. I can't tell that the old man obviously can't beat the other party? We can't see clearly in the fog, but this time is wrong. When did you see the old man taking action personally but unable to beat the opponent for a long time? It can be seen that even if this person cannot beat the old man, it will be at least a draw. With such a master, Cheng Ziliang's family is no longer comparable to the past. It's time to seize the time to hug the thigh..."

The tribe members were talking about it, and suddenly they saw the clouds in the sky gathering and mist. When they saw the blue sky again, a blood cloud flew into the hall of all kinds of mourning, like a star chasing the moon. The old man's grand and solemn voice sounded in the sky: "He Jin, go to my second home and personally bring Cheng Yuanyuan into the hall of all kinds of mourning!"

"Silk--"

A scream of exclamation sounded everywhere in the Cheng family mansion, and entered the Wanshen Hall? And it was a girl like Cheng Yuanyuan! The Cheng family has been established for hundreds of years and has attracted the three southwestern provinces. The clan is very strict. This is the first time that a younger woman from a family has entered the Wanshen Hall.

Not to mention being a younger woman, even the younger men of the Cheng family rarely have such an opportunity. Once they enter the Mourning Hall, they will enter the core circle of the Cheng family and have a bright future!

Cheng Yuanyuan's third uncle and aunt were all congratulating Cheng Ziliang and his wife, as well as the Cheng family's courtyards and houses, and the direct branches were looking for Cheng Yuanyuan's family as soon as possible. The Cheng family had another thick legs, and fools knew that they should hold them tightly.

Even the power-in-powered figures like the eldest son of the Cheng family rushed over and took Cheng Ziliang's hand to ask questions; Cheng's mother was caught by some of the female members of the Cheng family and chatted endlessly, and was talking and asking which guest he invited.

Many cousins ​​from far and near appeared flat beside Cheng Yuanyuan. This one held her hand and said, Yuanyuan, I miss you so much, who said, "Why are you so beautiful, but your skin is still white. Oh, it's really unreasonable!"

There was also the little white-faced cousin who was flirting at her with Zhang Shuai's face and insisted that she was her childhood sweetheart. When she was a child, she took her up a tree to dig a bird's nest and her crotch was cut by the branches. Yuanyuan, have you forgotten that that is me, that is me!

Fortunately, Uncle He appeared in time, so a group of guys who were planning to hold their thighs knew that the opportunity would be gone, otherwise Cheng Yuanyuan would be crazy. Uncle He, the "judge's face" who was afraid of the Cheng family, would actually smile at her. When Cheng Yuanyuan followed Uncle He with dizzy head, she looked at her parents secretly and saw her father standing in the crowd and laughing loudly, while her mother was happy like a little girl who would get married tomorrow.

When he walked into the ten thousand mourning hall that the tribe members were respectful and afraid, Cheng Yuanyuan was not worried or afraid at all, because she knew that Brother Xu was there; when she came to the old master in the "Legend", Cheng Yuanyuan bravely raised her head. Sure enough, the first thing she saw was Brother Xu, who was sitting next to the old master.

Brother Xu smiled very gently, just like when he first met on a train. The old man actually smiled very gently, even with a kindness: "Yuanyuan, you suffered. It was grandpa's fault before, it was grandpa who was sorry for you."

Cheng Yuanyuan paused and tears fell silently. She knew that her destiny would be completely changed from this moment...

***

On the second day of the August 2nd, Changshan, the northern part of the country.

On the shade of a hill, there was a slight military spirit rising into the sky. At the entrances of countless caves connected inside, soldiers in military uniforms were guarding. In the four-sided mountains outside the hill, there were various hidden equipment and electronic interference. The satellite interference facilities were operating at full capacity. It is estimated that even the most advanced reconnaissance satellites in the United States could not detect it here.

This is actually a very mysterious military base that is armed to the teeth.

In the forests in the mountains, there was a heroic young man wearing a jungle-colored camouflage uniform. His sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes were described as firm and resolute. He was a typical general star. His eyes were slightly bent down. He squinted his eyes as if he was smiling and conveying feelings. He added some femininity to him, but also made his temperament more perfect, and he would not always be as scorching as a fire knife.

"Fire the gun, change the gun in your hands to a continuous state! Intertwin the firepower network and lock me with all your strength! No one is allowed to let me go, otherwise each person will have three thousand heavy push-ups!"

“…”

Standing opposite the young man was a full squad soldier, each of whom was a sharpshooter in the company. He was regarded as a treasure by the company commander and instructor, but now he has become a group of brothers and brothers.

It's so pitiful... I just asked my brothers to use some shots and use sniper techniques, but they failed to hit this pervert. Everyone has been punished to do a thousand push-ups, so come?

This is too cruel. Who is Colonel Zhao unable to get along with? Forget it if he is crazy, who can we provoke whom?

No wonder there are legends in the army. Zhao Zijie, the leader of the three madmen in the army, is now in the hands of this madman, and the brothers are really unfavorable.

"At the beginning, who dares to show mercy, I will never forgive him!" Zhao Zijie's cold eyes swept across everyone, took a breath, and the camouflage uniform was blowing without wind.

"Damn it, just do it, whoever is afraid of it! Doudu him!"

A soldier shouted violently, and all the soldiers went crazy. He quickly changed the Type 97 assault rifle in his hand to a continuous shooting state, and spit out an angry fire snake.
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