Chapter 385: Watch the fun

When it was time to part, Fu Yuanhai no longer concealed his identity. To be honest, the three of them did not believe that the other party was someone who could use their identities to do something.

Yin and Xiaojun also told Fu Yuanhai that their identities were the Chinese Red Arrows, and their voices shook overseas. Fu Yuanhai did not expect that he became friends with the captain Yin and Shura, who has been the best rookie in this circle in the past year.

Regarding Fu Yuanhai's affairs, Yin had no good idea. Instead, Xiaojun gave him an idea, letting go, master the most core things, putting down other powers, letting the people below fight and grab them, sitting firmly on Diaoyutai, watching the fire from the other side of the river, and eliminating all hidden dangers in one fell swoop when it was time to take action.

Fu Yuanhai didn't say anything, but just hugged Xiaojun fiercely, saying as if he was joking: "Little bastard, you have almost broken my muscles and bones during this period. When my son comes out in the future, you can compare my position. You can help me inspect the heirs."

Originally, Xiaojun thought Fu Yuanhai was just a joke, but who knew that Fu Lin appeared in Tianjing. Xiaojun knew that it was Fu Yuanhai asking him to help see how this son was.

The night scene, Shaolin Temple, including many and many aspects, Xiaojun felt that Fu Lin was already good, and he would not show any fear no matter where he placed it. Fu Yuanhai's son is considered excellent.

This past is considered a friend of Xiaojun and Fu Yuanhai. At that time, his status was between the three of them, and he was not a bullshit, but he focused on his feelings.

But now, no, everyone has their own life route to face. Who is Xiaojun? The director of the China Military Security Bureau. What is Qingmen? A veteran community organization, although its headquarters is no longer in China, will inevitably return sooner or later, China, a booming country, will be back.

One black and one white, the opposition of identity makes it necessary for the two to have utilitarian existence, otherwise they will inevitably become oppositions in the future.

Fu Yuanhai understood the meaning of Xiaojun's words.

My fellow disciples and I have a relationship with your son, which means that I want to become partners with the future Qingmen, help each other and benefit each other. When I need it, Qingmen will also help me. I ask you Lao Fu, but I don’t want to abandon the hard-earned friendship.

"Son, don't blame me, it's also for your growth. Now, if you want, I will give you a Qingmen. You are in poor health. I know it's caused by practicing martial arts. I'm sorry to be a father, but besides the identity of father, I'm still a gang leader. Whether you understand or not, what I want to say most today is that there is absolutely no harm in getting along well with Xiaojun. The most important thing is to be sincere. Some friends or partners are worthy of your life, Xiaojun is." Fu Yuanhai no longer looks arrogant, but the gang leader, who is serious and sincerely instructed his son, Xiaojun's ally, the heir of Qingmen, and Fu Lin, the future helmator of Qingmen.

Fu Lin shook his head and said seriously: "Dad, it's good that you're fine. I've been worried about your body. Now that I see you're fine, I feel at ease. I'm enough to deal with the enemies in the sect. If it's really not possible, you are lending me the power to wipe them out. As for Mr. Zuo, it can be said that without your relationship, he will be my partner I will fight for in the next few decades. If the fight fails, he will be my biggest enemy. Now, there are some bottom lines. I understand, Mr. Zuo, how about cooperation?"

As he said that, Fu Lin reached out to him.

Xiaojun reached out and patted Fu Lin's hand, and then said seriously: "There is no substantial cooperation between you and me. I just hope that some things will not flow into China. At the same time, I will also give you some help to develop your career in China without exceeding the bottom line."

This kind of condition is not bad in the eyes of Fu Yuanhai and Fu Lin. Many things are originally impossible to enter the customs, such as drugs, guns, and some contraband products. Xiaojun's conditions can be said to have not been raised. And that does not exceed the bottom line. With Xiaojun's current status and financial resources, it can be said that it is a small task to support some Qingmen's industries.

"Xiao Wang, Xiao Jun, is this asking you?" Fu Yuanhai didn't say the following words, but everyone knew that he felt that Xiao Jun was at a loss and he felt a little embarrassed.

"I'm taking advantage of this. The pace of reform and opening up is getting faster and faster. China will inevitably encounter everything that some capitalist countries encounter. The barrier will not always be a barrier. There will always be people and places that will become worms. In the early stage, it may be that I lose a little later, but in the later stage, it will definitely be that I will take advantage of it." The development of things will not escape the trajectory of history. Early and late, China's drugs will appear, private guns will appear, large social organizations will appear, and some evil forces and behaviors will also appear like mushrooms after a rain. Qingmen, the largest Chinese community organization, will sooner or later, treat China as the biggest cake and pounce on it. Now that we have this agreement, we can open our eyes wherever we should open our eyes.

Fu Yuanhai didn't say anything anymore. He had already decided to let go of everything and looked at his son. This matter was not reflected in one or two years. In the long run, it was obvious that the big thing about the cake of China was, Xiaojun's sincerity was enough. He did not hide it, but was placed directly on the table. Now, it depends on how his son chooses.

Fu Lin lowered his head and played with the ring in his hand for a long time. He raised his head and raised his big finger to smile at Xiaojun, "Sir Zuo, Gao, I have to say that in terms of the overall situation, I am not as good as you. Everyone wants to occupy the market in China and want to divide a big piece of cake, but whoever enters the market first and who occupys what first has a big head. Now, if you push the door open for me, how can I not go in? I promise you, drugs, I will never do anything else."

Speaking of this, Xiaojun interrupted him: "Some things are inevitable in history and the trajectory of social development. Drugs, I, Zuo Haojun, can do as much as I can. The sick husband of East Asia. At that time, this title made all the Chinese children unable to raise their heads. What I, Zuo Haojun, can do is to do my best to keep drugs away from China. As for other things, I don't have that big belly, nor have such a good appetite, and I can't eat it. As long as I don't harm ordinary people, it's already good. When the opportunity is ripe in the future, I will lay a step for Qingmen."

Xiaojun's words were moved not only by Fu Lin and Uncle Hong, but also Fu Yuanhai's face changed. Xiaojun's conditions were really tempting.

As a Chinese community, Qingmen has a great international influence. It has settled in M ​​Country. Over the past century, their development has made them strong in all aspects, but their status is much worse. After pursuing its roots, Qingmen is not a local organization of M Country. China is still engraved in its blood and bones. Neither government officials nor high-ranking nobles can truly accept Qingmen.

With the support of the government and the lack of support, it is much worse. The Xiaojun's step is not to create a black gold politics for China, but to require a manager in the underworld. Perhaps the ruling people have not thought about this, and the Qingmen have not thought about another meaning of Xiaojun.

In the 21st century, there were many social environments where gangs were repeatedly banned. The reason was that in the early stages of development, the country did not carry out a correct solution to scale and attacked them blindly, and could not all of these forms that were more deadly than weeds disappeared, but instead showed an increasingly fierce trend.

If at the beginning, there is a dominant and powerful force controlling most of the resources, then the whole form will become much more regular. The purpose of Xiaojun is to make Qingmen a community that speaks for the country, which is closer to the idea of ​​one country, two systems. I can do whatever you develop or do, but some "rules" and some things within the system must be abide by.

"Xiaojun, are you saying true?" Fu Yuanhai couldn't help but interrupt. For so many years, the bottleneck of the Qingmen was here. Many old people in the door still had a deep affection for China and could do something for China. At the same time, the brothers below also had a taste of food. This is the situation they most willing to see. The stalls are too big and they can't help but give up. It's not so easy to give up, because there are so many people who are following you to make a living, you can't throw them away.

"What I said is that I can help you within my ability. As for how to develop in the future, it depends on your actions." Xiaojun said lightly. Although his tone was modest, Fu Yuanhai and Fu Lin knew that they were not sure. No one would say such words easily.

Fu Lin thought about it, but it was a little different from his father. What he thought about was economy, money, and the trendy thoughts made him not care about being a "puppet" that would not affect any impact. What he thought about was how to make himself more money and have a higher status, and his brothers could earn more living expenses. He was also walking on this road. When he first arrived in China, Fu Lin met many of them to make friends with the young masters of China. In Fu Lin's eyes, either his old man was not in his status or his words could not affect his family.

These people can eat, drink, have fun, call brothers, and have a big network of relationships, but they are only limited to doing some small things. Fu Lin doesn't like it. Just like Li Tianrui of the shin, he is not the one he needs to meet at all. When he arrived in Tianjing, Zuo Xinjun and Zuo Haojun also had the son of a new major in management and economics. These three people shattered Fu Lin's ears. This is the real TZ party.

This also led to the subsequent meetings of Fu Lin and several times. At this time, what he thought in his heart was already told by Xiaojun. How could he be dissatisfied and looked at his father with his eyes shining.

Fu Yuanhai opened a wine jar beside him, picked it up and handed it to Xiaojun: "Come on, Xiaojun, I won't say anything else. My son, I understand that today, there is no need for more language. Everything depends on how we get along in the future, and I'll do it!"

"Okay!" Xiaojun took the wine jar.

Fu Lin also stood up. His thin body was exactly the same as his father, but the standing body gave people the feeling that it was not shorter than anyone else.

He waved his hand and opened a wine jar, Fu Lin raised it up and respected Xiaojun: "Zuo will not call that anymore. Heretic, Xiaojun, I am in poor health, I will accompany you for a jar."

"Son, are you okay?" Fu Yuanhai naturally knew his son's weak body and spoke to stop him.

Fu Lin smiled, held up the wine jar, raised it to Xiaojun, and poured it into big mouthfuls.

Xiaojun held the wine jar in one hand, laughed, raised it at Fu Yuanhai and Uncle Hong, leaned to his mouth, raised his head, and drank all the wine weighing three pounds in one breath.

Fu Yuanhai and Uncle Hong's wine jar were put down almost at the same time, only Fu Lin seemed to be drinking a little reluctantly, but he was still drinking in big mouthfuls.

"Cough~~~Cough~~Hehe~~" Fu Lin put down the wine jar, and the drunkenness on his face was obvious. He coughed a few times before he breathed smoothly, smiled at Xiaojun, and lifted the wine jar, as if it was empty.

"Fu Lin, you don't have to accompany us. Your body, hey, I have the opportunity to introduce someone to you and ask him to help you with conditioning." Xiaojun threw the wine jar aside, and the wine jar fell steadily in the corner of the wall.

"Really?" Fu Lin's eyes showed a terrifying glow when he heard that Xiaojun could help him regulate his body.

"I dare not say that it is completely cured, but it can make you suffer less and your health will not be so bad." Xiaojun did not dare to make a complete guarantee, but just said something based on his own experience. The wizard could train orphans to become masters, so naturally there were some ways to regulate your body, which might help him.

Fu Lin nodded. His body had been bothering him for more than 20 years and cared about it for the past few days. He threw the wine jar into the corner of the wall, but just shook it slightly, sat on a chair, and ordered the servant to serve some wine and food.

Fu Yuanhai and Uncle Hong also threw the wine jar in their hands towards the corner. Fu Yuanhai's wine jar shook a few times and stood firm, while Uncle Hong's did not stop and finally fell to the ground.

The four people's control over power and skills can be seen between throwing them.

"Young Master, Young Master, you have hidden me so hard." Uncle Hong shook his head and smiled mockingly. He once claimed that he had good skills in his hands, but there were four people sitting in front of him, three of them were better than him, especially Fu Lin. This young master who has never shown any martial arts and always looks sick is actually a master. If he were not able to bear the power of drinking, his control ability might be better.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Hong, my father has been ill, so he threw me a Hu. In the door, I can't believe anyone. My nephew is here to apologize to you." Fu Lin bowed to Uncle Hong and apologized.

Uncle Hong laughed: "Young Master, don't care, I'm just a joke."

During one day, Fu Lin and Uncle Hong chatted with Xiaojun and Fu Yuanhai, chatting from all over the world, without any central topics, just chatting. The main purpose was to watch Xiaojun and Fu Yuanhai drinking one jar after another until Fu Yuanhai got drunk. The battle lasted for more than 6 hours. The two of them drank less than 15 kilograms of wine, and their bodies were smelling alcohol. Xiaojun was barely able to walk, but was not completely drunk.

On the way back, Xiaojun and Fu Lin were smoking cigarettes. The tobacco smell from the royal family of the country Y made Fu Lin rarely cough due to the smell of cigarettes.

"Get some of them back and see how greedy you look, you are the one who loves smoking but cannot smoke because of your body."

Fu Lin was not polite, nodded and asked Xiaojun: "Will that message cause you other troubles?"

"It shouldn't be. Now, it's already troubled. The hats of the M government have left us aside and watched the fun? Your dad is sinister enough to prepare such a big meal for them. Qingmen can scare Xiaoxiao, but there is no way to scare the real masters." Xiaojun actually was not dissatisfied with such an arrangement in his heart. He asked the M people to take the lead and face this second wave of offensive, and it must be far beyond the first wave of offensive in Norway.

When I returned to the hotel, Fu Lin did not go up. Smart people did not need to use any words to stipulate their respective responsibilities. When the opportunity came, no one would miss it or do it wrong.

He took Fu Lin a few cigarettes. Xiaojun watched his car leave the hotel, and then looked at the surrounding environment naturally, with a smile on his lips. These grandchildren still have the intention to monitor us, so it’s better to do your work quickly and protect the ‘miracle’!

"Everyone sleep well. Today, no matter who comes, no matter what happens, sleep with peace of mind!" Xiaojun gave orders to everyone in the hotel with drunkenness, as if he had a premonition that something would happen to the night.

Under Shuang'er's massage, Xiaojun slept soundly that night.

Xiaojun and others in the hotel are sleeping soundly. In the museum and the State Guesthouse are already in chaos. At midnight, the museum under heavy troops were stolen and they have reached the last line of defense. If it were not for a Marine Corps member, it was the turnaround of this time, and on the way back to the dormitory to sleep, they would like to watch the "miracle" up close so that they can have the capital to brag about with others in the future.

If it weren't for this accident, if the Marines didn't like guns, always carried the gun with them, and responded quickly to pull the trigger, without such coincidences, then the "miracle" would have been lost under heavy troops and under the protection of the proud people in the country M.

After the failure, the thieves not only did not evacuate in a hurry, but instead cooperated with the inside and outside. More than a dozen people caught the Marines off guard. They attacked various weapons and suppressed the Marines at the last point surrounded by the encirclement.

At this moment, his self-confidence was completely shattered. The M-Nation Beret Special Marine Corps, once known as the pride of heaven, had no capital to be proud of it at this moment. A hundred or ten people were actually suppressed by the firepower of more than a dozen people. Under heavy protection, they were actually touched by the last line of defense to place the "miracle"; accidents, no accidents, then the greatest shame will come to the Marine Corps.

Even now, it is the biggest shame. The dozen or so thieves who entered the sewer actually disappeared without a trace while the military and police were fighting together. The Marines then pursued them.

Immediately afterwards, the museum was directly attacked by criminals. Dozens of fully armed and agile professional mercenaries directly attacked the museum at the moment when a large number of defense forces were transferred away.

The sound of explosions, gunshots, and people shouting were intertwined. On this quiet night, I taught a lesson to the self-righteous military power of the country M. It either has the most advanced weapons or the strongest. Everything needs to be used by people. Without good people, no matter how good the weapons are, they cannot play a real role.

Sofia was in the State Guesthouse, watching the sound of gunfires on the museum that was only one street across, and then fell into silence. Then even more violent gunfires sounded again, and fire and gunfires appeared inside the museum.

It reached the hinterland! Sofia became even more anxious. She called the phone at the head of the bed. The Museum Marines had already chased him out, so there was no one to answer the phone. She called the official in charge of receiving him. The sound was noisy and intermittent. In a vague way, Sofia roughly understood the situation there.

Most of the members of the Marine Corps were just introduced into the city sewers by the first batch of thieves, and the military and police drove their cars to encircle the major sewer outlets. A second wave of offensive suddenly started here, and it was very fierce. For a moment, there were no experts available. Ordinary police officers could not have any impact on the strong firepower of the criminals.

The official also mentioned that he had just called the hotel to mobilize Princess Sophia's defense force, but the service staff said that no one paid attention to it. I hope that Princess Sophia can put the overall situation first and quickly transfer the team closest to the museum.

Sophia calmed down when she heard these words. Since Xiaojun did not show up, she must be angry about the behavior of the M government, but he would not put the overall situation first. If the situation really reached a last resort, they would naturally arrive at the scene of the accident without anyone notifying them. It seems that they also want to teach each other a lesson and to give the other party a warning.

Sure enough, at the most critical moment, several helicopters flew out from the White House, next to the State Guesthouse where Sophia lived, with fully armed soldiers standing on it. Several machine gun muzzles were extended on the plane and quickly flew over the museum to suppress the gangsters who were attacking the museum.

In the sewer and in the city streets, countless Marine soldiers and military police who had just gone to pursue the first batch of thieves returned to the defense museum. The criminals were also forced to retreat when they touched the gate of the exhibition hall on the last floor.

Surrounded by so much firepower, the criminals calmly fought back, and before the encirclement was formed, they retreated to the edge of the large wall on one side of the museum. The solid wall actually collapsed at this moment, revealing a gap, leaving nearly 10 people to snipe and block. The rest passed through the large wall and went to the other side, next to the dam of the river, jumped down and escaped from the encirclement in full view of everyone. In the end, the bodies of the few people behind were left. After attacking the museum in a noble manner, they left casually.

Angry, angry.

Incest, shame.

This is the complex expressions of all the soldiers and military police who are currently involved in defending the "miracle". Facing the debris of nearly half of the museum that was destroyed by the Secretary of State's ashen face, and the angrily scolded by other senior officials, they were silent, especially when they could not find any signs on the bodies to prove their identity. In the sewers and rivers, so many troops were dispatched, but they did not find the route of the gangsters' escape or the traces of the other party.

Shame, a living shame, is in sharp contrast with Princess Sophia's own power. In Norway, three world-renowned mercenary groups and killer organizations were killed by the yellow bodyguards around Princess Sophia with more than a few, and just now, two teams of dozens of people totaled, and hundreds of Marines and military police, with weapons and equipment far exceeding the other side, and it was still so tragic. Not only did the enemy not be eliminated, but the "miracle" was almost thrown away. What is particularly important is that the Marines lost more than 30 people, and the military and police were killed and injured. This is simply a great shame to the special forces that claim to be the world's number one.

Sofia and her men also came to the museum and walked into the exhibition hall with the Secretary of State's sloppy eyes and defending his men.

"Don't worry, here is safe and sound!" As soon as the Secretary of State finished speaking, the secretary next to him was shocked, and he was about to scold the secretary, so he looked up at the exhibition cabinet where the "miracle" was placed, which was empty.

"Ah!" The Secretary of State and officials, including the Marines who were following behind everyone, looked humiliated, could not help but exclaim in front of the empty display cabinet. When did someone attack here? And when did they transfer the "miracle" from here?

"What's going on?" Sophia's eyes sterned, her heart pounding. If the "miracle" is really lost, she will be finished. She still kept calm on the surface and asked the officials around her.

"This" Secretary of State did not know how to answer, so he turned around and scolded the official in charge of the guard: "Explain to Your Highness the Princess, what's going on!"

The official wiped the layers of cold sweat from his forehead. Although he was not responsible for the guard here, he could blame the division of such a thing. If the "miracle" was lost, he had the responsibility that he could not shirk.

The Marine Corps' heads were also stupid. This mission can be said to be the mission these prides of heaven shouted and snatched from the above, just to not be accustomed to the words that the Chinese special forces are the best special forces in the world.

Shangfeng was also dissatisfied with this statement, so he agreed to the Marine Corps' request, gave Xiaojun and others a warning, and was also preparing to promote the prestige of the special forces of the M country. Who knew that such a thing was really impossible to explain. He could not explain to Shangfeng, the people of M country, the government of Y country, and the princess Sofia, everyone knew what this tour meant for Sofia.

"Look, hurry up and find me out. Go out and go bad. Martial law will be strictly enforced throughout the city. Search for all places and lift the land for me. You must also find the 'miracle'!!!" The Secretary of State shouted angrily to his subordinates behind him. This relationship must be handled carefully in international relations.

"Yes!!" Whether it is the Marine Corps, the military and police system, or the panic, the "miracle" was lost during the tour exhibition in M ​​Country and was lost under the protection of the people of M Country. This shame that has been recorded in history is a crime that no one wants to bear.
To be continued...