"People can change, my dear Sixth Uncle." Mr. Liang slowly slashed a hand knife. He clearly saw it, but Sixth Uncle couldn't avoid it. With full of doubts, Liu Shu finally closed his eyes unwillingly.
"In this way, the power of his side to separate the family will be owned by me." Mr. Liang looked at the Sixth Uncle who was dragged into the secret room by Qin Hu. He didn't have a killer just now. In order to control the power of the separation, he still needs this. The soul figure of the division becomes his own puppet, but at this time, relying on the steward’s ability to dominate the world, he can first take over the power of the sixth uncle. As for the details of the sixth uncle’s life, he has to rely on interrogation and intelligence. To make up for it.
With the power of the sixth uncle, Mr. Liang's already stretched endgame seems to have improved. If he can withstand Dai Juncho's strongest first wave of offensive, he has the confidence to defend the east. According to his own intelligence, Daijuncai should have started from Jinzhou to the north, gradually eroding his own power, but does he have so many manpower on behalf of the eunuch? In a mere city A, there are twenty-eight nights in a mere area. How many nails can you hit even if your body is full of iron
"Where did the people who acted on behalf of Junchu hit?" Mr. Liang looked at the butler next to him and asked. The butler is really a first-class talent in Liang's mansion. Every time he collects a lot of resources for Mr. Liang from impossible corners, once Time to ease the urgent need of Liang Mansion.
"According to the latest information, it should have occupied the entire territory of Jinzhou." The steward's answer did not make him very few in Jinzhou except Mr. Liang, and he certainly couldn't successfully resist Dai Junchou's attack. Unlike Mr. Liang’s entry into City A, Dai Junchou can deploy all the manpower to fight a defensive battle with no retreat, but Mr. Liang can’t. In addition to Dai Junchou, there are also Wei boss Wen Jun’s Huang Wenhu and even Lanhuamen. Watching his own territory, he had to allocate manpower to protect himself, otherwise the fire in the backyard would not be a joke.
"I'm going to send the Sixth Uncle's people to Liaoning. What do you think?" Mr. Liang asked the butler. He had a very correct idea. It is best to let the two groups of forces suffer both losses and take the advantage of the fisherman. The people of Uncle Liang Liu had no worries, so they were asked to form a mobile force to block Daijun’s attack. What I need is time, only enough time can let the debilitated Liang family pass through the severe winter.
"Mr. thoughtfully, I will help you dress up like Uncle Liu, and I believe the bodyguards outside will not recognize it." The butler took out all kinds of props, and after a while, he created another Uncle Liang's face.
In Jinzhou City, New Year's Eve on the Gregorian Calendar.
Feng no longer remembers that this was the first New Year that he was drifting away. Since Feng was played by Mr. Li Wencai, it seems that every new year is busy. Feng is not a hypocritical person, but it is really uncomfortable to leave home to watch the lights of thousands of families. Loneliness and melancholy are like twin brothers, who always appear in the most appropriate position at the most appropriate time.
This new year is exceptionally cold, as if the last touch of warmth in life has been blown away by the cold wind. In any case, although I was equally melancholy and wandering a few years ago, I am not alone. Ryoko is my inseparable brother, and Lin always lights up the lantern in the shop and waits for her return. However, nowadays, Feng can only watch the incomplete twenty-eight nights and drink a glass of bitter wine, or accompany his sister to watch the New Year's fireworks, but in his heart he hopes that this girl who still loves herself will not be like fireworks. Fleeting.
Sprinkle a glass of wine in the direction of the southwest, and put on a cigarette. That is the direction of home, that is the direction where the dead brothers buried their bones. Perhaps this is the war, or perhaps this is the sacrifice on the road to struggle. The frosty moonlight made the night quiet. Sitting on the balcony alone and drinking, Feng quietly enjoyed the utter coldness. I was waiting to toast for the month, but found that someone around me did not know when.
The Jiaomu Jiao from the far east rushed over and saw the Doumuqi who silently guarded everyone, heard the tossing and turned of Tang Mengli, and saw Feng who was drinking alone on the balcony.
"Drinking will hurt the liver. Drinking boring wine alone doesn't hurt the liver, but it's still sad." Jiao Mu Jiao took a wine glass by himself, watched Feng fill it for him, and did one first.
"This cup of respect to the dead brothers is my biggest regret for not being able to kill the enemy side by side with you."
Feng continued to pour the wine and Jiaomu Jiao continued to drink.
"This cup of respect is for the fighting comrades who are fighting for their faith, moving for the world, and living for morality and justice."
Feng poured three cups, Jiao Mu Jiao drank three cups.
"The last cup of respect to our ideals, our beliefs, and our guidelines." Jiao Mu Jiao finished his words and lit up the bottom of the cup, as expected.
"Flying over from Harbin in such a hurry, what's the important thing?" Feng knew Jiaomu Jiao's way of doing things. If it weren't for a hundred thousand urgent things, he would never make him so hasty. He didn't even notify Kui Mulang or himself. Just walked onto the balcony abruptly and drank three glasses of bitter wine with himself.
Jiaomu Jiao suddenly became serious, "I haven't contacted Bi Yuewu for half a month. I don't know if you have received any information?" This was for Feng. Although Bi Yuewu is in the east, he has all the information. They were all delivered directly to Dai Junchoo.
"No, her information has been cut off for a while. What's the matter?" Feng didn't care about this detail. Originally, Bi Yuewu's information was the last killer, and he would not use it easily, not only against Bi Yuewu. A kind of protection is not to let this atrocious soldier appear frequently.
"Ji Shui Leopard was transferred to Changchun by Mr. Liang, and he is not in Liang Mansion now." Jiao Mu Jiao stared at Feng's eyes as if to say something, but after all, he did not speak.
"Could it be that Mr. Liang was aware of something?" The Ji Shui Leopard is Qin Hu next to Mr. Liang, and is also the card of Jiao Mu Jiao. He has not even sent out a few pieces of information, nor did he have any intention to assassinate Mr. Liang. Yes, Feng doesn't believe it at all.
"Impossible. The Jishui Leopard is the best martial arts in the twenty-eight nights apart from Doumuqi, and he is careful and considerate. The key is that he has not done anything against Mr. Liang. How could it be possible?" Jiao Jiao immediately retorted. , Kep Shui Leopard should not be, it is Mr. Liang's external transfer. But why? The enemy currently transfers his cronies
"What do you mean?" Feng squinted his eyes a little, and looked at the dignified Jiaomu Jiao. He probably knew what speculation he could hear.
"I suspect that Bi Yuewu has rebelled. She is probably Mrs. Liang now. According to reliable information, Bi Yuewu did have an affair with Mr. Liang." Jiao Mu Jiao spoke like a nail, looking at Dai Junchou and said frankly.