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When Ding Huanliang was researching the archives in the office, the staff rushed over and said that a plane from Jianghan was about to land in Menggui City and asked him to pick it up.

Ding Huanliang closed the file and went out, followed by a group of boys in suits, only him, a thin white shirt.

Jiang Han came and asked him to pick him up, but there was no one else except Yuze.

Running up the stairs, the apron was on the top of the third floor, and the wind was strong. From a distance, I watched the streamlined aircraft coming from the sky, hovering over the landmarks, and slowly landing.

Ding Huanliang's hair was messed up, his shirt was stuck to his body, and the hideous skull tattoo was looming.

The pneumatic brake deflated, the electronic door slid open, and a foot wearing a black leather shoe stepped out. There are almost all black leather shoes in the world, and the same goes for a man's foot, but Ding Huanliang recognized it at a glance.

It was an accident at first, then he licked his lips and rolled his eyes half-happy and half-angry.

He Feifan stooped and came out from the slightly lower hatch, wearing a silk shirt, a pair of lavender sunglasses, and that pretentious look, whether it was unrestrained or unrestrained.

"Secretary Ding." In front of these younger brothers, he still pretended to stretch out his hand from afar.

Ding Huanliang shook hands with him with a smile, and squeezed hard, until the corners of He Feifan's mouth twitched.

"What are you doing here?"

"It's always like that on your phone. I won't come again, lest you think I'll come up with something."

"Fuck you."

He Feifei was next to him, so close, he really wanted to move his hands and feet, Ding Huanliang felt it, and lightly punched him on the stomach: "Don't be a fucking hooligan."

"Ding Huanliang," He Feifei took a step back and said seriously, "Aren't you afraid that I'll mess around outside? Here, I'm here."

Ding Huanliang was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him in astonishment.

"I'm by your side, so you don't have to think about it."

The wind was getting stronger, and his hair was flapping in front of his eyes. For a moment, Ding Huanliang wanted to pounce on him, bit his chin, tore his shirt, and his fingertips trembled with excitement.

At this time, there was a sound of "woo woo" from the aircraft, and a furry thing stumbled at the door, rolled out chubby, and lay on the ground.

"Why did you bring Xiaopang here?" Ding Huanliang complained.

"It's okay, just a little airsick."

Ding Huanliang ran over and picked up the chubby little thing from the ground, with his head tilted and his head tilted, lacking energy.

"What do you bring it here for? It's up to you."

He Feifan took off his sunglasses: "I can't do without me now, cry."

Ding Huanliang squinted at him: "Can dogs cry?"

"That's what it means," He Feifan rubbed Xiaopang's soft belly, "I'm very clingy, wherever I go, he sleeps in the same bed, right son?"

"Wow!" Xiaopang yelled, shaking his buttocks.

Holding the puppy Ding Huanliang, he took the elevator to lead He Feifei downstairs. They walked out of the huge ghost town one by one. The beehive-like prison cabin, the thick alloy walls, and the heavy bones patrolling back and forth are as solid as gold.

"In this kind of place, the Peony Lion actually rescued Bai Ruer," He Feifan didn't understand, "Guan Tieqiang is stupid, and Yuze's brain is also lacking? And that Mount Sumeru, isn't it some ultimate decision-making system? I know that The Garan Hall is related to the Lion Hall, so what nonsense are you trying to recruit."

"I don't understand," Ding Huanliang said, "Maybe I didn't expect the Peony Lion to come back. I underestimated the enemy."

"Too proud," He Feifei leaned forward and pushed his knees from behind, "It's not like our Secretary Ding, who is very reliable."

"Aren't you bothered?" Ding Huanliang turned his head, scanning him up and down with his light eyes, "I think you need to clean up."

He Feifan's eyes lit up, and shameless obscenities were written all over his face: "I owe it to you to clean me up, come and clean me up."

Ding Huanliang glared at him and couldn't help but smile.

Out of Menggui City, 10 minutes away, is the senior cadre area of ​​Xingdu. In the most conspicuous position in the center, is Ding Huanliang's temporary residence, a two-story villa, with armed guards downstairs.

The bedroom is on the second floor, and He Feifan took a shower first. With the sound of rushing water, he opened the door and shouted, "Come on, let's take a shower together."

Ding Huanliang held Xiaopang in one hand, and the hot water bottle in the other: "I'm serving your son, I don't have time."

He put Xiaopang on the bed and went to adjust the temperature of the water. The little guy was not familiar with the strange environment, so he hummed and asked him to hug him.

"Here we come," Ding Huanliang is not good at these things. At home, He Feifan and his subordinates are in charge, frantically making water, pouring it into a plate and putting it on the bedside, "Come on, chubby, let's drink water."

Xiaopang raised his short legs and sat down on his wrist. He blinked his big eyes for a while, feeling relieved, and then started to lick.

Seeing it drinking happily, Ding Huanliang finally let go of his heart. He sat on the floor and rubbed his head.

For the first time, he had a strong desire to love himself.

In the past, he had always sacrificed himself to get what he wanted. He was surprised that a vicious person like himself could actually have a gentle side.

"Hey, our Secretary Ding will take care of Xiaopang," He Feifei came out of the shower, naked and without pants, climbed into bed and lay beside Xiaopang.

With him, Xiaopang would not need water, just rubbed over and nestled under his stomach.

Ding Huanliang was a little annoyed: "I put so much effort, don't you want to drink?" He took the plate away and said sourly, "A silly dog ​​is a silly dog, I don't remember people saying they want to eat you."

"Hey, don't scare the dog," He Feifei pretended to cover Xiaopang's fox ears, "It's not okay to provoke my relationship with Xiaopang."

Ding Huanliang packed up and came back, kicked him, went to bed and lay on the place where he lay on his stomach just now, it was hot, the puppy curled up beside him, leaning his head on it, soft and furry.

Sunshine came in from the window, Ding Huanliang closed his eyes, He Feifan gently touched the bridge of his nose, making him sleepy, just about to unbutton his shirt, He Feifan took his hand and hugged him from behind: "Hold for a while, Just hug for a while."

Ding Huanliang's eyelashes trembled. This was probably the so-called happiness. It was so warm that it made people want to cry.

"Hello." He Feifan pressed his ear.

"Ok?"

"That's it, for the rest of my life," a bohemian man, a man who always can't spit out ivory, asked cautiously, "Together, okay?"

Eyelashes trembling uncontrollably, Ding Huanliang held his breath, but pretended not to care, just nodded.

He Feifan took a deep breath and hugged him even tighter, wanting to keep him for himself.

"Woooo..." Xiaopang snorted.

He Feifan let go of him, and asked lazily, "Let's let go of past grudges and future ambitions and have a happy life, okay?"

"Well," for the first time, Ding Huanliang did not refuse, that kind of insignificant and mediocre life, "after I kill Cen Zhuo."

He Feifei frowned.

"Before I leave Xingdu," Ding Huanliang turned around and looked him in the eyes, "I have to get rid of him."

Cen Zhuo shuddered, woke up from his sleep, his hands could not see the darkness, he didn't know if it was day or night.

"Brother." He called.

The ghost responded in the shadows: "You've had a nightmare, and you've been yelling for Zhuyeliang."

Cen Zhuo was not surprised, that was all he was thinking: "Brother, can you... tell me about Bai Ruer?"

"He?" said the ghost contemptuously. "What has he to say, a boring man."

Cen Zhuo fell silent in frustration.

Ghost sighed: "Just like you, he always wakes up from nightmares by calling that name."

Cen Zhuo smiled wryly, he knew that he was a copy of Bai Ruer, only cheaper.

"He believes that Zhu Yeliang will definitely come to save him. They are childhood sweethearts and grew up together."

"Really..." Cen Zhuo's voice trembled: "He... told you?"

"Yes, after a while, you will tell me everything, because darkness and loneliness can drive people crazy."

Cen Zhuo asked self-abuse: "What's more, are they... in a good relationship?"

"Very well, at least Bairuer thinks so," the ghost shuffled, walking out of the darkness, "Their parents are professors at the same university, studying physics or something, they lived well in the early days of the war, and after the fourth violent war There was a full-scale war in the lower reaches of the Changjiang River, the university was bombed, the scientific research team was disbanded, and the two of them lived a life of escape together."

Then they have been together for at least ten years, Cen Zhuo lowered his eyes.

"Later, it was probably because his parents were gone. Bai Ruer organized a self-rescue club before he was an adult to take in the displaced young people, which became the Lion Hall later."

Cen Zhuo nodded, in such darkness, nodding was meaningless, just like his affection for Zhu Yeliang was also meaningless compared to Bai Ruer's friendship.

"When that guy came down to save him," Ghost sneered, "Bai Ruer asked him to kill me, probably because he thought I knew too much."

Cen Zhuo was surprised: "Then why...didn't kill you?"

"Because," Gui Mei paused, "That Zhui Yeliang said that there is someone important to him up there, and he should go up immediately."

At this moment, Cen Zhuo's heart stopped suddenly, and it beat like crazy again. "Important person", is he talking about himself? Does he have the right to fantasize and look forward to it?

"Brother, I..." He choked up, "Aren't you lying to me?"

"If I'm lying to you," Guimei walked up to him, "maybe I'll be nicer to you."

Cen Zhuo was crying, without a sound, but his shoulders were shaking, and the iron chain on his wrist was making a slight noise.

"Let me tell you a story." Ghost sat down at his feet.

"The times make heroes. In this turbulent world, there are as many heroes as there are stars in the sky. Among all the stars I have seen, only one is the brightest."

His tone was very slow, rare and gentle.

"His name is Diao Ran, and he is one of the few direct descendants of the government army. When the local army was separated, a brigade commander dared to call him a commander, but he modestly called himself a division commander. A real reorganization division has two thousand bones in tactics alone." Tool."

Cen Zhuo raised his head.

"He likes to study things, especially metal materials. He is a genius. It's a pity to be a warlord. It's a pity to know me..."

20 years ago, Jianghan.

Orange and blue lights flickered in the sky, followed by explosions, which came suddenly and deafeningly. Luo Bin was awakened from the bed, took out the gun and jumped out of the bed, and the two young women were shivering under the quilt.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the whitish window, and he raised the curtain a little. The battlefield was on the other side of the river, in the direction of Jianghan with the word Jia, and the offensive was so fierce that half the sky was blown red.

"Commander!" The orderly knocked on the door urgently.

Luo Bin roared: "Come in!"

The door of the room was pushed open, and a boy in military uniform came in. He stood at attention and gave a military salute: "Report! Diao Ran's 07th Division raided Jianghan, Jiazi!"

"Understood," Luo Bin pointed at the woman on the bed with a gun, "lead me out and call the chief of staff."

The women went out wrapped in quilts, walking barefoot in the simple corridors of the military barracks, lively and fragrant.This is Jianghan B, 251st Independent Brigade, brigade commander Luo Bin.

One chief of staff and two deputy chiefs of staff came with materials. They had deduced this turf war half a month ago. It is estimated that the 07th Division will invest 3000 skeletons and 07 soldiers, and it will end in an hour and a half. Fighting, conclusion: Jianghan will become the resident of the [-]th division.

"In our area," a deputy chief of staff shook his head, "no one has ever messed with Diao Ran."

"No, this Diao Ran," Luo Bin smoked, "isn't he raised by his biological parents?"

"Commander," another deputy chief of staff said, "I asked someone to inquire, and there are rumors that he is a genetically modified person."

Luo Bin squinted his eyes: "What the fuck is messed up!"

"Taking the A, the next step is our B," the chief of staff put his arm around his shoulders, "Brother, we have to prepare for war."

Luo Bin stood up his cigarette and kicked the table unhappily: "Call the commander!"

The next step is to prepare for the war, which is very serious. The whole B word is blocked from east to west, north, south, people, vehicles, and supplies are not allowed to pass. There is no fresh cigarettes, alcohol, or women for several days. Luo Bin is very depressed.

His chief-of-staff buddies are still on duty like regular army platoons. Cadres at the two levels of the brigade and regiment take turns guarding the tunnels of the base camp every night, and Luo Bin is no exception.On the night he was on duty, he was wearing skeletons and a full set of explosion-proof equipment. He was smoking non-smoking nicotine in the driver's cabin when a bomb suddenly fell from the sky and blew up on the protection slope due west, more than 200 meters away, blowing him up. up.

The entire B character was startled, and the battle alarm was raised, and all the warriors wore skeletons to go into battle. At the same time, they collected bomb fragments for technical analysis, and the results were surprising:

1. The bomb type is unknown.

2. The bomb is only the size of a walnut.

3. Explosive power, equivalent to 1.5 tons of TNT.

4. The effective killing distance is more than 800 meters.

"A walnut exploded 800 meters?" Luo Bin pressed his injured shoulder, "Is this a fucking bomb!"

The orderly came to report in a panic, and stammered: "Commander, Commander! The 07th Division, Division Commander Diao Ran is here!"

The cigarette that Luo Bin had just lit fell out, and several chiefs of staff were also stunned.

"The guard company led the people to the reception room, and arranged for a platoon to maneuver outside!"

"Fuck you kid," Luo Bin choked out his cigarette, "You really dare to come!"

Several chiefs of staff tried their best to stop him, but Luo Bin rushed to the reception room angrily, and kicked open the door. A gray-blue figure from the back was the military uniform of a senior general of the government army.

A pair of long riding boots, with white gloves in his hand, slapped the boots once and for all, Diao Ran stood under the window with his back to the door, the morning sun was just emerging, and his tall and straight body looked foggy.