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A piece of sea near the Arctic Circle, with icebergs floating, and the cold wind.
An armed helicopter landed slowly on a bare small island.
In the middle of the island, a metal opening slowly opened, and when the helicopter landed on the tarmac, the thick metal steel plate closed again.
No one would have thought that this seemingly unmanned island is actually a top secret island prison!
The entire prison here is buried in the cold ocean, and the only exit is the hole on it.
Each layer of the prison is reinforced with several layers of super-thick alloy steel plates that are too thick to be shaken by missiles. Even if the seabed earthquake, it will not affect the overall structure here.
The more powerful and heinous prisoners are, the deeper the seabed will be. If they want to escape, they need to break through more than a hundred layers of defensive measures.
And if there are no people to respond, no supplies, even if you escape from here, it will be difficult to survive on the icy and snowy ocean.
At the entrance of the prison, General Robert put on his coat and jumped out of the helicopter.
An old black colonel with a big beard walked up to Robert and shook his hand.
Although the military ranks are different by several ranks, the bearded colonel is not at all cramped and nervous, and does not seem to put the second person in the military in his eyes.
"General Robert, I am the head of Rice Island Prison, Mane Stein".
"Colonel Sterein, I have heard of the name for a long time, and you have worked so hard to guard this place of trapped beasts", Robert did not dare to put on airs.
The black colonel in front of him has been stationed here for a full forty years. Although few people in the Magnesium Army know his existence, he is the most trusted military minister of all previous presidents, and every defense minister is also right. He is very respectful.
Being able to watch over a group of the world's most terrifying criminals in such a place where birds are unwilling to pass, for forty years, without any omissions, shows the ability of this colonel.
Because it is difficult to find a soldier to replace him, and even harder to find a soldier willing to take over, Mane has been working until now.
Otherwise, according to age, Mane should have retired ten years ago.
"Forty years, hard work has become a habit. However, General Robert, I have had severe pain in my shoulder and lumbar spine recently. If you don't find someone to succeed me, I'm afraid I won't be able to support the next presidential change." Ma The expression inside is very plain and authentic.
Robert frowned and nodded seriously, "Colonel Sterein, I will definitely reflect this to the President."
Mane's eyes suddenly became sharp, "You are here to meet the'postman' group?"
Robert nodded solemnly, "Yes, we have a task related to the future destiny of the country, and hope that the postman will complete it..."
"General Robert, thirty years ago, we used the national army, FBI, police, first-class scholars and university professors, all resources, when we arrested the postman team, you probably didn't wear a general star, right?" Mane said.
"Yes, I was just a major at the time," Robert nodded.
"Then you are sure, you know clearly, what does it mean if you let the postman go?" Mane squinted.
Robert took a deep breath and nodded: "I have read all the information recorded by the generals and seen all the video records. I know the ability of the postman...
For this mission, I have the confidence to persuade them and make them willingly serve the people of our Federation.
To complete this extraordinary task, they must be! "
"Really..." Mane grinned: "General Robert, I have dealt with the sixth minister of defense. You are the seventh. I have to say, I admire you."
Robert was stunned, "Why?"
Mane turned around and walked to the deeper floors of the prison, without looking back, "Because... you dare to make a deal with the real devil..."
After returning to his senses, Robert showed a stern look, pulled the collar of his uniform, and walked in.
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Xia Guo, southwest.
Under the snow-capped mountains, there are beautiful foothills.
The misty clouds and a large number of antique buildings are where the Ye clan of the Shenlong clan is located.
At this time, a place where smoke is smelt is exactly where Ye's kitchen is.
A man wearing a white headscarf, off-white blouse and sleeves rolled up is on a kitchen table, mixing dough skillfully...
"How many times have I told you that the ratio of noodles to water when making noodles should be kept at two to one. You should use cold water and put some salt in the water. Don't make too much, so that the noodles made will be strong..."
While the man was demonstrating making noodles, the chefs behind them all studied and listened carefully, and did not dare to neglect.
"Hey... I just want to eat some Ga Noodles. You guys don't even make the right noodles. Can this taste good?"
The chef on the side wiped the sweat from his face, and said with an embarrassing smile: "Patriarch, we are negligent, this side is not reconciled, you forgive me..."
"You didn't remember what I taught you at first, but this is the last time I taught you, remember carefully..." the man taught.
Several chefs nodded vigorously, and even two of them started to take notes.
At this moment, a servant walked in and said respectfully: "Master, Madam Feng is back with Young Master Feng. Young Master Ye Feng was injured by someone in his dantian, and his skills have been lost. Young Madam is crying..."
Hearing this, almost all the chefs and men present turned pale!
This is a shocking event! Who is so bold, even the eldest son and grandson of the Ye family dare to move!
However, after listening to the news, the man who met with him did not lift his head and said: "A Qun, just tell them that I haven't made peace with me yet, let them wait..."
Ye Qun listened and stepped back respectfully.
But not long after, Ji Rulan took Ye Feng and ran to the kitchen crying.
"Father! Father, you have to be the master for Feng'er! Your only grandson, let a villain give up his cultivation base! Husband, he refuses to stand for Feng'er, father, you have to pity us mother and son..."
Ji Rulan took Ye Feng's hand and rushed into the kitchen, her eyes swollen from crying, miserable.
But Ye Feng was hiding behind his mother, lowering his head, not daring to look directly at his grandfather, shivering, his face full of depression, pain and unwillingness.
Ye Qun also walked in, and said ashamed: "Master, I can't persuade grandma..."
The man raised his hand, indicating that it was okay.
He walked to a sink next to him and started to wash his hands. Then, while washing, he said to the chefs behind: "Wait a minute, you will make soup when you wake up, and wake up for a quarter of an hour. It's almost done, don't take too long... When pulling the noodles, don't exceed two cents, can you remember?"
A group of chefs were dumbfounded, and they were all muttering in their hearts. Shouldn't it be time to look at Young Master Ye Feng's injury first and ask what's going on? Why is the Patriarch still thinking about Ga Mian Pian!
After washing his hands, the man wiped dry on the apron he was wearing, then took off the apron, waved his hand, and said, "Rulan, don't cry, go out and talk about something.
Feng'er, come here too, you are all standing here, they can't make the dough well, come, come with me..."
The man whispered, then took a step, and walked out of the kitchen leisurely.