"Chao" Provincial Military Region Headquarters.
Miao Wenhai looked at a middle-aged man wearing a black leather jacket standing in front of him with sorrow, and said in a deep voice, "How is the situation? Is there no information about the two people yet?"
The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile, and said with a wry smile: "Uncle, after those two injured you, I sent the best Linghu special team member to Guyang City, and after many days of tracking, They were found the day before yesterday. Unfortunately, the two men were too strong. Four members of the Linghu special team were lost in their hands. Two of them were seriously injured and physically disabled. However, when the information was obtained last night, the two men broke through 60 Linghu. The special forces members were blocked and fled to Qinghai."
Miao Wenhai clenched his fist, smashed his fist on the table, full of anger, and yelled in a low voice: "Who made them act privately? I warned you that the members of the Soul Special Team are not the opponents of those two guys at all. Do you take my words as fart? Six members of the Linghu special team! Do you know how much resources the motherland needs to train a Linghu special team member? They are all piled up with money!"
The middle-aged man lowered his head. At first, Miao Wenhai asked him to track down the two bandits who wounded him. Although he knew that the other party was strong, he did not expect to be outrageous. The six Linghu special team members were all in his hands. The elite fighters of the empire, in terms of investigation and tracking, it can be said that no army in the empire can match.
He felt his heart dripping blood, but after all, there is no regret "medicine" in the world. With cold eyes, the middle-aged man said in a low voice, "Uncle, I know it was wrong. Then what do you say? Bite them and don't act?"
Miao Wenhai sighed weakly, sat back weakly on the back chair, pondered for a long time, and then sighed: "I entrusted to find the ancient martial artist of Zijin Pavilion, but unfortunately the people at Zijin Pavilion did not agree with excuses. After all, this is my personal one. Personal matter. Alas, it seems that I can only invite Tieye from the Northeast Field Military District. He is a soldier who has walked out of our military district. He should sell me this old face."
After that, he immediately dialed the number of the Northeast Field Army Command. After half a minute, the call was transferred to Luo Huanrong.
"Huanrong? I'm Miao Wenhai in Chaozhou Province, and I need your help." Miao Wenhai's pressure is very low.
Luo Huanrong felt very strange about Miao Wenhai's sudden call. Although he learned that Miao Wenhai had taken his nephew Luo Xiao as a grandson, the relationship between the two families has been getting along well recently, but it is not worth his personal call to show his favor, right? Luo Huanrong said with a smile, "Uncle Miao, just tell me what you have. If I can do it, I will definitely help."
Luo Huanrong did not call General Miao, but "Uncle Miao". The knowledge in this is great. There is no lack of the meaning of closer relationship. It also reminds the other party that the relationship between the two is no longer what it used to be. Now my nephew It's your grandson. In terms of seniority, it should be called your uncle.
Miao Wenhai was particularly comfortable when he was called "Uncle Miao" by Luo Huanrong. He also understood the meaning of Luo Huanrong's name, and smiled: "Huanrong, then I will say it straightforwardly. You should know that I was in Guyang City some time ago. What happened? It was the same time that my grandson Luo Xiao was beaten. These days, I have been sending people to track down the two murderers who wounded me. The day before yesterday, my Chaozhou Military Region Linghu Special Team IV The loss of the first team member is in the hands of the opponent, and the two team members are disabled. Obviously, the opponent is not an ancient warrior, but a supernatural player. Alas, it’s shameful! This is after all my personal affair. Ask the ancient warrior of the Zijin Pavilion to take action. Just push away, so I want to ask you the ancient warrior Tieye of the field army to help me hold these two murderers."
Luo Huanrong suddenly felt a smile at the corner of his mouth. He understood Miao Wenhai’s difficulties. He said that the Chaozhou Military Region was wronged. The three or four ancient warriors trained in these years were all transferred away by the above reasons. , Even one was transferred to the field troops of his Northeast Military Region.
"General Miao, this is not your personal matter. As the head of the country, you are a dignified general. If you hurt you, you are hitting the country in the face. If the people at Zijin Pavilion do not agree, then I will send..." Luo Huanrong said Suddenly there was a sudden stop, and after hesitating for a while, he smiled bitterly: "Uncle Miao, I'm afraid Tie Ye can't send it to you, he has retired!"
Miao Wenhai admired Luo Huanrong before and after the two names, and the Luo family was really talented! Of the two titles, the first one is to clarify state affairs in a grandiose way, while the second one carries the meaning of private conversation like a family member. Miao Wenhai was shocked when he heard Tie Ye retiring. He knew Tie Ye very well. He also made an exception to promote Tie Ye to the post of squadron leader of the Chaozhou Provincial Linghu Special Team. What kind of talent is that? How can you retire? How old is he
"What's the matter? Little Tieye hasn't reached retirement age yet, right? He..." Miao Wenhai asked hurriedly.
Luo Huanrong could hear Miao Wenhai’s tone a bit excited, and interrupted him with a smile, and said, "Uncle Miao, in fact, this is what happened. You also know that your godson is the child of my Luo family who has been missing for more than ten years. Too much suffering, so my brother Luo Yanzhong sent eight soldiers from the army and retired early as his bodyguards. As an ancient warrior, Tieye has the ability to protect Luo Xiao, so he is one of the eight fighters. Also. In other words, Tieye is now your grandson’s bodyguard. You should find him for this matter!"
Miao Wenhai shook his body and his face became more and more ugly. The Guwu fighters actually retired as bodyguards for the family son
"Luo Huanrong, you guys are absurd. Your Luo family actually let Tieye, a good seedling, be a bodyguard? The army needs a talent like him! Even if the object of protection is my godson, it would be harmful to the country if you do it. You, how can you? Do this? Find a bodyguard for my grandson. How many special forces can't find it? Why use Guwu fighters?"
Luo Huanrong smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Miao, if ordinary special fighters can protect your godson, we don't want to waste the eight elites in the army! But now, your godson is already an ancient warrior, and he has been imprisoned by the Zijin Pavilion. Seniors accepted as apprentices. In the ancient martial arts world, masters are like clouds, and there are countless strong ones. Before he has the strength to protect himself, we must protect him. Moreover, the eight ancient fighters at the beginning were all agreed by themselves, after all, they followed People in Zijin Pavilion will have great benefits."
Miao Wenhai was taken aback, and then thought of the method Luo Xiao possessed to heal his injuries. He was relieved. The anger on his face instantly disappeared cleanly. He coughed and smiled bitterly: "Unexpectedly, I will be asked to do it this time. Damn the grandson. The Luo family's big hands, the eight ancient martial arts fighters, I'm afraid your gods unknowingly got them out, right? Forget it, give my grandson's phone number, and I will personally leave my old face and look for him."
Luo Huanrong laughed, "Uncle Miao, don't say that. He is your grandson. You can tell him if you have something to do. If he dares not to agree, I will go back and break his leg. Wait a moment, I will give You find his phone number."
After hanging up the phone, Miao Wenhai "showed" a smile. He still understood Luo Xiao's heart and "nature". Although the two of them didn't have much contact, this kid definitely had a sense of justice and was very kind, otherwise He will not secretly "touch" or "touch" to heal himself.
"Uncle, how is it?" the middle-aged man asked hurriedly.
Luo Huanrong sighed: "Now Tieye has retired, and he will work as a bodyguard with my grandson Luo Xiao."
The middle-aged man was taken aback, and then he smiled: "Uncle, don't make a joke, the captain of the dignified Chaozhou Province Soul Special Forces Squadron, how can you be a bodyguard for others? Even if your grandson is..."
The smile on Luo Huanrong's face slowly disappeared. Before the middle-aged man could speak, he said with a serious face: "Luo Zhongyan's blood was laid down this time to protect Luo Xiao, the eight ancient martial arts fighters! What a great handwriting, Even if it’s Chief One, I’m afraid I’ll only have this treatment! Okay, you’ll rush to Qinghai now, remember, you must find the two of them again, and don’t rush the snake."
The middle-aged man was shocked, but on the surface he looked calm, nodded heavily, and walked away.
In the Jinlong villa area, Luo Xiao was smoking cigarettes, watching King Kong and the others leave, and went to the Zijin Pavilion to move cigarettes and alcohol. He suddenly remembered one thing. It seemed that the concert ticket that the little cousin wanted was still taken by his brother Ouyang Lei. I patted my mind, called King Kong and said, just after hanging up, there was a call coming in, the local number in Beijing, which made Luo Xiao "confused" for a while. He came to Beijing and almost all his relatives The number is recorded, but who owns this unfamiliar phone number
After connecting, an old voice came from inside: "Is it Luo Xiao?"
"I'm Luo Xiao, are you?" Luo Xiao felt that his voice was a little familiar, but he didn't think of it for a while.
"I'm Li Haoran, did your kid forget the old man? I still miss you all day." A hearty laugh came from the other end of the phone.
Luo Xiao's spirit was shocked, and then he smiled bitterly. In fact, when he came to the capital, he should visit Li Haoran. After all, in Guyang City, Master Li Haoran was also affected by himself and was beaten for no reason. Now he has none. When I went to visit his old man, he called and immediately made him feel guilty. He respectfully said: "Hello Master Li, I always wanted to visit you, but a lot of things have happened in recent days, so it was delayed. , Is your old man in the capital now? Or should I go and see you now?"
Li Haoran smiled and said: "Okay! I also accidentally heard that you have come to the capital! I am at No. xx, Zi'an Community, XXX Road. Come now. It's just time to accompany the old man with me for a few drinks for dinner."
Luo Xiao agreed with a smile and hung up the phone. He called Soul Blade and smiled: "Bring two bottles of good wine and two good cigarettes. Come with me to visit an elder. By the way, both tobacco and alcohol are in the car. , I brought it out from Zijin Pavilion in the morning."
In fact, the tobacco and alcohol are something Luo Xiao plans to bring back to honor his father. Although he knows that he does not lack these things, it should be used to express the filial piety of his descendants.
The Soul of the Blade was taken aback, and then said: "Master, the car was driven away by King Kong when you came in the morning. I will call him and ask him to come back."