The setting sun is like a fire, igniting thousands of stoves, and the warm aroma of vegetables rises in Sijiu City.
Unfortunately, the company employee who had just gotten off work and was in a hurry to go home had no intention of feeling the warmth of this world. He parked the car, opened the door of his home and poked his head in.
"Dad, you're off work! Why are you back so early today?"
Hu Tianwo was originally watching TV in the living room, waiting for his grandma to feed him. But before the meal was ready, he saw his father sneaking into the house. He jumped up from the sofa excitedly, using the sofa as a trampoline and jumping up and down. of.
If it had been normal, Hu Bayi would have said Hu Tian a long time ago, but today Hu Bayi had no such intention and quickly asked: "Is your grandpa back?"
Hu Tian pointed in the direction of the study with the hand holding the TV remote control: "Grandpa is in the study."
"Okay, you can play by yourself first."
After casually dealing with it, Hu Bayi left his son behind and went to find his father.
"Dad, my brother has committed a crime!"
Hu Ba knocked on the door one by one and went in. After closing the door with his backhand, he said anxiously.
Hu Yunxuan was reading the materials. Hearing the panicked words of his eldest son, he was not in a hurry. He put down the pen in his hand and said slowly: "Why are you panicking? You are also a soldier. How did I teach you back then, to be quiet in battle."
After Hu Bayi stood there and took a few breaths, calmed down, became less impatient, and had clear thoughts, Hu Yunxuan nodded slightly and asked him for details:
"What happened to Shugo?"
Hu Bayi told everything about Hu Xiuwu, and Hu Yunxuan, with his many years of coaching career, immediately discovered something was wrong:
"Xiuwu took the little girl from the southwest and mixed it up with the Quanxing you mentioned?"
"Yes," Hu Bayi became even more anxious when he saw that his father still looked unhurried, "Dad, don't you understand the nature of Quan Xing? He is a group of terrorists from the alien world."
"I've been suspended. I'm afraid Xiuwu will be in more trouble. He may be in more trouble than I was in the past!"
"You still know that you got into trouble back then. Didn't you think you were right before?" After scolding Hu Bayi, Hu Yunxuan said slowly:
"I understand what you mean, and it's because I understand that I'm not in a hurry."
Hu Bayi was confused and didn't understand what Hu Yunxuan meant.
Seeing his son looking lost in the lake, Hu Yunxuan shook his head: "You, you will only be the leader of the vanguard in this life. Even your wife is better than you."
Listening to Hu Yunxuan's tone, Hu Xiuwu seemed to be fine, and Hu Bayi felt relieved. However, Hu Yunxuan said that he was not as good as Xueli Yang, so he was not convinced: "Why am I worse than Xueli Yang?"
Hu Yunxuan said with a hint of disgust: "My daughter-in-law can manage a multinational company in an orderly manner, you? It's hard to manage a regiment, so you are suitable to be the captain of a special team."
"It can be considered that you are self-aware. You have never thought of going up before, otherwise you will cause big trouble sooner or later."
Hu Bayi is loyal, daring to fight, and quick-witted in battles. Therefore, when he was a soldier, everyone in his class respected him as the squad leader. However, because of this temperament, he was also prone to acting on impulse.
Even if he hadn't been forced to retire after killing prisoners to avenge his comrades, he would have gotten into other trouble sooner or later.
"What's wrong with being a squad leader?"
Hu Bayi muttered a few words in a low voice, and then saw that Hu Yunxuan looked unhappy, as if he was about to get angry again, so he hurriedly changed his words to business: "You mean, Xiuwu is fine this time?"
Hu Yunxuan held back his breath and sighed: "If your brother is really colluding with Quan Xing, what's the use of suspending you? If you want to arrest your brother, you have to talk to me, but I still want to get it from you." I just got the news.”
Hu Bayi suddenly realized: "In other words, this is a game?"
"Who can be trapped?"
"You care so much. Since I'm suspended, you can take Xiaotian to school tomorrow."
"ah?"
Hu Bayi took a reassurance, but the other temporary workers still wanted to continue to capture Hu Xiuwu and Chen Duo in order to prove their loyalty.
Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao had already boarded a plane to Xinjiang. On the plane, he had been immersed in the chat group of temporary workers, silently guessing the thoughts of each temporary worker.
However, the identities of most temporary workers are problematic, so they are wary of each other.
Although the temporary workers in the Northeast created a group and brought all the temporary workers in, the temporary workers had no intention of meeting offline.
Although the temporary worker from East China seemed to be a good talker based on his speech, he was also very domineering and tried to track Chen Duo's whereabouts by himself. After he found Chen Duo, the other temporary workers would appear.
Wang Zhenqiu, a temporary worker in the southwest, and Lao Meng, a worker in the northwest, both seemed to know Hu Xiuwu and Chen Duo.
It's just that the two people have completely different attitudes towards them,
Lao Meng sympathized with Chen Duo in his words and believed that there was another hidden reason in this matter. He hoped that they could talk about it after meeting and not kill Chen Duo first.
Wang Zhenqiu, on the other hand, had an attitude of fearing that the world would not be in chaos, and even jokingly suggested that he should go to Sijiu City to capture Hu Xiuwu's parents and force him to submit.
Zhang Chulan was speechless when he saw this, and even Huazhong's temporary worker clarinet warned him not to mess around.
Wang Zhenqiu said in an indifferent tone: "It doesn't matter, I'm just joking, everyone, please relax. This mission is just to prove our loyalty. Even if we are not all-round opponents, there will be someone to support us."
Does anyone have support? What's the meaning?
The temporary worker from East China asked Zhang Chulan's question: "Qiu'er, do you know anything?"
Wang Zhenqiu sent a voice message:
"Haha, each major region has its own temporary workers. Do you really think that the headquarters does not have its own direct combat capabilities?"
Directly under the combat force, does the board of directors have its own temporary workers? Who could that be?
Wang Zhenqiu's words shocked Zhang Chulan. Besides the eight temporary workers, is there a ninth temporary worker?
The news revealed by Wang Zhenqiu made the situation more complicated. The chat group fell silent, and even the talkative and lively little girl from the Northeast stopped talking.
Until the plane arrived in Bujiang, there was still no other news in the group. Zhang Chulan had no choice but to put down his mobile phone and left the airport with Feng Baobao worried about the outcome. He wanted to first find a guide who could enter the Zakrama Desert, and then track down Hu Xiuwu. whereabouts.
Zhang Chulan was carrying his luggage worriedly, thinking about how to break the situation from a harmonious angle. He was chewing an apple, while Feng Baobao, who was carrying a bag, still looked carefree and carefree, not worried at all about what would happen to him after the mission failed. .
Katcha, Katcha?
Feng Baobao suddenly stopped chewing the apple and reached out to grab Zhang Chulan, because Zhang Chulan had said that he would tell him anything he discovered.
Being grabbed by Feng Baobao by the corner of his clothes, Zhang Chulan immediately became alert, but he still kept a smile on his face and asked casually:
"What's wrong, Sister Bao'er?"
Feng Baobao held an apple in his mouth and said with a smile: "There is a group of people over there watching you."
A group of people? Is he from the company? No, the fourth brother made it very clear that this operation is only for temporary workers. Even the guides hired by the company will not find so many people. I am afraid there will be twelve or thirteen.
Zhang Chulan watched helplessly as this group of people came towards him, thinking to himself.
The leader of this group is a tall and heroic young man in his twenties. He wears loose clothes, with uniform-style beaded jewelry hanging on his neck, wrists and ankles, and a milky white forehead smear.
Zhang Chulan was very sure that he had never seen him, nor had he seen this person in Longhu Mountain, but this person seemed to know Zhang Chulan.
He stood in front of Zhang Chulan and looked Zhang Chulan up and down, and then said:
"Zhang Chulan, we finally meet. Let me introduce myself. Like you, I am also a descendant of Jiashen."
"I am the leader of Xinjie, Ma Xianhong."
