The Owl's Wife Attacks: Lu Shao spoils his wife too much

In a small town somewhere on the Iranian border.

In a residential area guarded by soldiers everywhere.

"General Hassan, someone wants to see you."

A young soldier with a long gun rushed in outside the door, and the man in military uniform who was pacing back and forth in the room suddenly turned his head and asked hurriedly, "Who is it, is it from the Nanquan family?"

Ever since his superiors gave the order to rob this batch of munitions, his heart has never been relieved, and he has been worried all day long, for fear that people from the Nanquan family will come to his door.But the members of the Nanquan family remained silent, which made him even more uncomfortable, because the Nanquan family could not let them go easily.

This time, if they hadn't been short of armaments and couldn't transport the supplies in a short time due to the war situation, they wouldn't have made such a bad move to rob the past ammunition. Fortunately, the undead just robbed the Nanquan family.Even if they want to return the ammunition, but they have been robbed, even if they return it, it is impossible for the Nanquan family to forgive them.It's better to stay first and solve the urgent need first.But the heart is always on the mind, the name of the overlord of Southern Power is not just for fun, so many people covet their arms, even the most powerful country dare not touch them easily.This time, they were offended by a coincidence.There has been no news from above, which makes him even more restless.

Hearing that someone was looking for him now, he subconsciously thought it was someone from the Nanquan family, but he realized that if it was someone from the Nanquan family, he should directly negotiate with the higher-ups, or send bombers directly. Will come to him this little guy.

"I don't have time to take care of other things now. If it's not something important, let people leave."

Since his army was stationed here, quite a few people have come to him. He thought it was some trivial matter, so he waved his hand and let the little soldier dismiss him.

The little soldier hesitated and said: "General, they are not from the town. They seem to be from the East. They said, General, that you robbed them. They came to ask the General for an explanation."

General Hassan was taken aback, Orientals?He robbed them?

Naturally, during wars, there will be burning, killing and looting. Sometimes there is not enough military supplies, and everything used is robbed. This is not uncommon.But no one is easy to come to the door to explain, and he is still an oriental.Wait, he only snatched the arms of the Nanquan family recently, but the Nanquan family is not in the east?

General Hassan looked solemnly, and looked at the little soldier: "How many of them are there?"

The little soldier said: "About 20 people."

There were 20 people, and General Hassan walked back and forth a few steps, his eyes darkened, and he said, "Let them in."

The little soldier led the order and ran out. General Hassan sat down on the upper chair with a solemn face, looking at the door with piercing eyes.

Outside the door, the little soldier said to a group of people stopped by the soldiers: "Our general let you in, please take off your weapons."

The little soldier's tone was quite polite, but this group of people ignored him. They were all quiet, but their manner was restrained, and they were not ordinary people at first sight.

The little soldier swallowed a mouthful of saliva, quietly held the gun belt, and said again: "You cannot carry weapons, if you want to go in, you must disarm, and you can't all go in."

All the soldiers guarding around looked at this place, looking at them warily.

The only woman in the group blinked her eyes, leaned close to the leader and asked, "Master Di, what are they chattering about?"

The leader is a handsome young man, with his hands behind his back, his temperament is gentle, and his smile is as gorgeous as a flower blooming, making the face that is not stunning look full of beauty.

When had these soldiers ever seen such a good-looking person, they were not fascinated for a moment, and stared blankly.

The woman's eyes turned cold, and her innocent eyes turned cold instantly. She glanced at the soldiers coldly, and her voice was clear and pleasant but as if ice was in it: "What are you looking at, I don't want my eyeballs anymore."

The soldiers couldn't understand the language she spoke in country Z, but the chill that erupted at that moment made them feel dangerous, and they all raised their guns to aim.

"Mushan."

A gentle male voice sounded, and the woman instantly restrained her hostility, her eyebrows and eyes were docile.

The young man looked at the people behind him, and said softly, "You stay here, Mu Shan will follow me in."

"Yes, Young Master Di."

The young man turned to look at the little soldier, and said flatly, "Lead the way!"

It's Arabic.

The little soldier came back to his senses instantly: "Yes, please."

He glanced at the young man and the woman who followed him. They didn't look like they could hide weapons, so he didn't ask anyone to check whether they were carrying weapons.

Yan Ziqing and Qiao Mushan followed the little soldier and walked into the room. Soldiers patrolling along the way passed by from time to time. The majestic and murderous aura struck them, but the two of them didn't even move their eyelids, making them keep paying attention. The little soldier who looked at the two couldn't help but shuddered, and cheered up. These people are not easy!

Entering the room, the little soldier said: "General, we are here."

Yan Ziqing looked at the man in the grass-yellow military uniform sitting on the head, raised his eyes, and said in a calm and cold voice, "General Hassan touched Di's things. I don't know what to pay for it!"

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