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A Lexus was speeding down the street like a gust of wind.

"Old Taoist, I beg you, can you let me drive?" Teresa Teng softly pleaded from the back seat.

"No, I can't stand you driving."

"But I can't stand you driving. Can you please don't drive into the training ground?"

"I can go home now. Do you think I'm willing to come?"

"Okay, go ahead."

Ling Zhi drove all the way and entered the training ground.

The boss was dumbfounded and said: "Teresa Teng drives so well?"

The old military leader Ju Khan quickly reminded: "That's an old way."

"Oh." The boss adjusted his glasses, feeling that it was time to change them.

The Lexus stopped right between the boss and the female soldier, and the braking movement was as smooth as clouds and water, just in the middle.

But to park at this location, you must have a higher status than Mr. Wanwan.

Is there such a person?

The facts before us prove that there is.

The eyes of more than 1 female soldiers were wide-eyed. When the car door opened, their eyes became even wider.

It was Teresa Teng who ran down, holding her child.

She was sweating all over, her cheeks were red, and she didn't dare to look anywhere else. She handed the child to Lao Dao, immediately got into the cab, and drove out of the training ground quickly, but this scene undoubtedly disgraced her.

The old man held Nannan in his arms and paid no attention to anyone, only looking at the female soldier.

Xia Chuan warmly hugged and exchanged greetings with the boss, and then the boss introduced him to several military leaders.

Both parties shook hands politely, in harmony.

Only the old man was holding his child and looking at the female soldiers.

And Nan Nan happily hugged the old Taoist's neck with a proud look on her face.

The female soldiers looked at it in surprise. They always felt that something was wrong. This style of painting...

Several giants already felt bad. When did the old master treat a little girl so easily?Did she hold a baby?

Unless this little girl is a special talent!

The boss secretly yelled that it was bad, he had been tricked by Xia Chuan.

He's just here for the little girl!

But this little girl is like a meat bun beating a dog, there is no return.

Her mother was just killed by Wei Jinchen!

The moment the boss figured it out, he wished he could kill Wei Jinchen immediately.

If Nan Nan hadn't happened, Zhu Chunlei would have died. He didn't care about it, but now the only thread that could hold Nan Nan was cut off by him!

However, after Xia Chuan exchanged pleasantries, he directly talked about the topic:

"It's enough for us to choose two more today, plus Nan Nan, there are exactly three. By the way, let me tell you about Nan Nan's situation."

Everyone's faces turned green.

Xia Chuan was unconscious and continued: "Wei Jinchen sent his secretary Chen Lin to kill Hua Yanyu, oh, Nan Nan's mother, and then he wanted to kill Nan Nan, but Nan Nan killed him instead. This matter falls within the scope of self-defense. ,Right?"

Everyone nodded with difficulty as if they had eaten a fly.

No matter how hard you try to make excuses, you can't accuse a five- or six-year-old girl of committing a crime.

Of course, the old Taoist is even worse at killing. He never commits a crime. It is others who deserve to die.

"Wei Jinchen promised to bury Nan Nan's mother, but I don't think he is very enthusiastic about it. It's best to hurry up, because Nan Nan can't leave until the memorial ceremony is over, and we can't leave her with any regrets, so time is very tight.

Moreover, it is still necessary to reduce the hatred in children's hearts.You can choose a slightly better cemetery, otherwise what will happen if the child cannot be found when he comes back?If your funds are not sufficient, I will take the money, okay? "

Xia Chuan was extremely sincere and considered everything for Wanwan, but everyone was already vomiting blood.

It feels like pointing your nose and swearing, but no one can refute it.

The boss finally gritted his teeth and said: "I will handle this matter well and make sure the child is satisfied. Let's make the selection first."

"Okay." Xia Chuan walked towards Lao Dao, and everyone followed.

"What's going on?" Xia Chuan asked.

The veteran looked at the female soldier and murmured: "This is unscientific."

Several military leaders trembled. Do you still believe in science?

But the boss's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "There is nothing unscientific about this. It is normal for the quality of our female soldiers to be higher than those from the mainland. It is not surprising how many people are selected. You select them all first. We then pick the best two.”

All the military leaders agreed.

The old Taoist continued: "I'm just wondering, why are there 3000 people and not one person?"

Everyone was instantly petrified and slowly opened their mouths.

Xia Chuan sighed and turned back to ask the boss: "These people were selected, right?"

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, was it the wrong choice?

The boss asked in confusion: "Were we the ones who picked it?"

"Of course, the more tactful one is, the less likely it is. If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. Which rugged person will please his superiors? Such a person can easily be killed, or imprisoned, or at least suppressed. At the lowest level, it is normal to clean toilets, but you just screened out these people. During the selection process in Yanjing, among all the female soldiers, the final one selected was a doctor who can cook."

Everyone suddenly looked ugly and felt slapped in the face.

I don’t know, but I thought that all the people who cook in Yanjing are doctors, but Wanwan can’t choose any of them.

Xia Chuan added inadvertently: "Just imagine, with my physique and my experienced temper, who of you can endure it? Can you give me any chance? Such as the opportunity now."

Everyone has completely understood.

Without super strength, such people would be killed and it would be too difficult to grow up.

It's not a question of whether to give him a chance or not, but whether to kill him or not.

The boss said with emotion: "This matter deserves our deep reflection. Okay, let's take a helicopter, greet Ms. Deng, and go to Green Island Prison."

……

Green Island.

Formerly known as Huoshao Island.

Every winter and spring, the vegetation on the island is often attacked by sea breeze and salt, turning it into a withered and yellow state, as if it had been burned by fire.

In 1972, four prisons were built here, mainly to house the most difficult-to-discipline prisoners.

For example, the underworld leaders Chen Qili and Yang Dengkui cannot control these things; the great literary giants Li Ao and Bo Yang cannot teach them this.

A gathering place for serious criminals, an iron-like prison, an isolated outer island...

Two helicopters roared over Green Island.

Xia Chuan looked down and saw a lush green sky. But on the edge of the island, there was a large building, a two-story wooden prison building, a playground surrounded by high cement walls, barbed wire on the high walls, and even a bunker in the corner. It seems a little more cruel out of thin air.

The helicopter chose a playground without walled bunkers to land.

Because most of the people who have bunkers are criminals and gangsters, they cannot be let go even if they do what they want.

Lao Dao was the first to jump out of the helicopter with Nan Nan in his arms, and the child looked excited.

Xia Chuan and the boss followed closely.

"This is a freshmen training camp. This new student is not a newcomer, but a new student who is heading towards a new life."

"There are no high walls or iron gates here. Prisoners can come and go freely. Generally, intellectuals from all walks of life are imprisoned."

"Prisoners must farm to obtain food."

"Many people can't stand the heavy manual labor here and get sick or even die."

"However, in addition to manual labor, there is an hour's lunch break at noon every day for reading, writing and studying."