Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

He turned his head to look at the correspondent, and said aloud, "If there is any visit, please bring it to me."

The subordinates don't know about this yet, so they need to say hello first.

The correspondent nodded and said out loud, "Okay."

After speaking, he returned to the office.

At about ten o'clock, the correspondent came to report, and two people outside the door said they were looking for Mao Feiyang.

As soon as he sat up from the chair, he hurriedly said, "What are you doing in a daze, please come in."

The correspondent was taken aback by his appearance, and hastily invited someone in.

Why is the captain of this Mengzhou man so anxious?

You know, in normal training, Mao Feiyang has nothing good to say about the Mengzhou people.

On the other side, Mao Feiyang rushed to the reception room first, and quickly ordered people to prepare hot water, and then waited anxiously without sitting on the stool.

While waiting, the door was pushed open, and he looked up, the excited look on his face suddenly pulled down.

"How are you?"

The two people who came were none other than Magan and his correspondent.

Ma Gan was caught off guard when Mao Feiyang's expression changed from anticipation to indifference, but he was much more tactful than ordinary Mengzhou people to be sent here.

Just a daze, he immediately reacted, and said aloud, "This is Captain Mao, you have been here for a while, and you may not know that Suizhou helped build a power station before, and now it has been officially put into use. , there is a ribbon-cutting ceremony, and I want to invite you."

Mao Feiyang was upset, and immediately waved his hands, "No, no, I won't go."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Just at this time, the correspondent knocked on the door again, it seemed that it was very urgent. After entering, he looked around, but he hadn't figured out the situation yet.

Why did the captain have a smile on his face just now, but now his face is so ugly?

Could it be that this short-sighted Mengzhou man said something unpleasant?

The more I thought about it, the more likely it was, and the correspondent's expression became serious.

"What are you doing! Say what you have to say, and let the fart go." Mao Feiyang was in a bad mood at this time, seeing the correspondent like this, his heart was full of anger.

The correspondent was taken aback by the yelling, and quickly said, "Oh, it's outside, and two more people came and said they wanted to find you."

Magan's expression suddenly became much more subtle, almost reflexively, she looked up at Mao Feiyang.

Sure enough, looking at it, he found that something was wrong with his expression.

Suspicion gradually rose in my heart.

Mao Feiyang seemed to sense it, and immediately shouted to the correspondent, "Bring someone in, one or two, I have to come forward for anything big, and I'm not a mascot."

This remark was yelling at the correspondent, but several people present could hear that it was actually an expression of dissatisfaction with the people of Mengzhou.

Magan smiled awkwardly, but she was not angry, and she did not have the impulsive, irritable and hands-on appearance of the Mengzhou people.

Mao Feiyang didn't speak, just turned around and walked out. As soon as he went out, his face became serious, and he gave the correspondent a wink, and the correspondent nodded knowingly.

After Mao Feiyang left, Ma Gan also wanted to go out, but who knew that the person who sent the message just now hadn't left.

"Please stay put, it's an important military area, strictly prevent walking around." The correspondent seemed to have changed his face, showing no accommodating appearance.

Magan looked stunned for a moment, then, seeing each other's eyes, she was defeated, smiled and turned back.

As soon as he returned, the faces of the followers around him were full of anger.

"What is this, do you take us for fools?"

Magan gave him a cold look, and just this one look made the attendant dare not say a word.

The two of them waited here without saying anything.

On the other side, when Mao Feiyang rushed to the office, he just opened the door and saw two people lying on the ground.

He was so scared that he almost stepped on it.

"Why, don't you sit and lie on the ground if you have a stool?"

Lin Feng and Zhang Shuo didn't have the strength to speak, Mao Feiyang saw it, and quickly poured a glass of water for them.

The two of them gulped and drank cleanly before they seemed to come back to their senses.

"Damn, I'm exhausted." Lin Feng moaned, frowning, wiping his mouth.

Mao Feiyang smiled, "Boss, I said you are free, do you really want to come in person? Send a message, if there is anything, I will do it for you."

Lin Feng handed over the cup and gave him a hard look.

"You? That can't be done. The master told me when I came here. You have too big a goal now. You are a mascot. If you move, it will arouse suspicion."

Mao Feiyang, "..."

After resting enough, Lin Feng stood up, took the pencil on the table, walked to the map, looked at it, and carefully drew a circle.

"It's here."

Mao Feiyang followed and looked at the map, "Is there really?"

Lin Feng threw away the pencil and folded his hands on his chest, "Yes, there are even more things you can't think of."

"what?"

Lin Feng turned his head and asked aloud, "Guess who is leading the training?"

Mao Feiyang shook his head, "How could I have guessed this, boss, please tell me quickly."

"Liu Ruisi." Lin Feng didn't make too much fuss, and slowly uttered the name.

As soon as these words came out, Mao Feiyang was completely stunned.

"This...it's impossible."

Liu Ruisi was in Jingzhou before, how could he travel all the way here?

"Hmph, I can recognize his voice even when it turns into ashes."

As soon as these words came out, Mao Feiyang's jaw dropped completely.

"Luo Chengtian is not a good guy, he actually did something like this behind his back." Lin Feng said coldly.

Mao Feiyang didn't know what to say.

"By the way, have you figured out the distribution of his power now? This Mengzhou looks big, sparsely populated, and has many tribes." Lin Feng turned his head, frowned and said aloud.

Mao Feiyang nodded, "It's almost there. Except for one old conservative tribe who didn't let go, everyone else's surname is Luo."

Lin Feng's eyes lit up, "Which tribe?"

Mao Feiyang looked up at him, then picked up the pencil, raised his head and drew a circle on the map.

There is a small freshwater lake, Lake Ranko, in the north. The tribe that has not bowed its head is right there.

Lin Feng stared at that place firmly, without relaxing at all, and then a smile appeared on his face, not only that, the smile became bigger and bigger.

"This location is good."

Mao Feiyang pursed his lips, he knew what Lin Feng meant, because that tribe happened to be the closest to the place he just found.

And it is still the opposition, which is considered a good thing for them.

"Boss, don't be so happy, Luo Chengtian of this clan has spent a lot of effort on it, and even dispatched a lot of people from Mengzhou who are distantly related to them to talk about it in person, but they didn't succeed."

Lin Feng's eyes were shining brightly, he was staring at the location on the map, not letting go at all.