Qin Zhanfeng knows her mother's character quite well, knowing that her mother is really satisfied with her when she sees money open, and only she knows it.
But these don't matter. The question he cares more about now is Xiaoxuan's husband, who is it
The mother is dealt with, the banquet continues, the guests develop their own personal relationships, and the scene resumes lively.
Qin Zhanfeng looked unusual among the crowd, but he didn't care about the eyes of others. He quickly found Ye Qingxuan and Zhang Feng and strode over.
"Uncle, you are here." Ye Qingxuan smiled lightly, and left the quiet corner to the two men after saying hello, and walked to stay with her mother by herself.
"who are you?"
Qin Zhanfeng's opening remarks were the same as his character, going straight forward, stiff and indifferent.
"Although I am not your benefactor, it is also a good intention. That's how you treat good people?" Zhang Feng held the bottom of the champagne glass with a calm posture and a calm smile.
"How do I know if you are kind or Xincun malicious?"
The simple conversation between the two people is full of gunpowder.
Zhang Feng shrugged and glanced around. Seeing that no one was approaching, he lowered his voice and said, "I have always had a good impression of the former battlefield commander of Longlin, so I came to help you. Don't say that emeralds are very good. For expensive things, I don’t care about that little money."
Hearing Zhang Feng mentioning the Dragonscale Organization and accurately shouting out his previous position, Qin Zhanfeng was shocked, and the soldiers who had been fighting for a long time sent a strong chill.
In front of his anger scene, most people would be frightened and soft and speechless, but Zhang Feng was calm.
"You actually know the dragon scales, even my identity, who are you?"
Qin Zhanfeng roared and asked, clenching his fists, his body tensed, and made a gesture that he would shoot at any time.
Zhang Feng was still so calm, raised his wine glass, and said, "We are all relatives, is this to me?"
"You deliberately approached Xiaoxuan, and then you want to approach me?"
Qin Zhanfeng's expression became colder, and the atmosphere between the two became more cold and severe. Perhaps in the next second, a big battle would be staged here.
Hearing this, Zhang Feng rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Uncle, I and
Xiaoxuan has been married for five years, so I don’t want to wait for five years to see you. "
Qin Zhanfeng thought about it, that's it, no matter what kind of enemy it is, there is no need to prepare for five years for an old soldier approaching a retired dragon scale.
But he did not relax his vigilance, because although he retired, he did not withdraw from Dragonscale. He is still the tactical instructor of Dragonscale. In order to hide his identity, he is named a consultant in a security company under the Dragonscale organization.
The Dragonscale organization is very special and extremely secret. It is not recognized by the country, but he bears the accusation of the last line of defense of the motherland, guarding the country's interests, and is known as the Chinese dagger.
The dragon scale warriors are all veterans who have retired from the military. They have extremely powerful combat capabilities. There are many warriors in the organization. While defending against foreign enemies, they must also guard against warriors who "rule the chaos by martial arts".
In short, Longlin’s accusations are wide-ranging, well-organized, kept secret from all aspects, and are not known to the people. In foreign countries, the name of Longlin is famous in the major intelligence agencies, assassin circles, and mercenary circles.
Qin Zhanfeng is a retired veteran. After entering the dragon scale, he leads a special forces team, performs guards, rescues and other tasks, and serves as the field commander.
"What is your purpose?"
Qin Zhanfeng still did not put down his vigilance.
Zhang Feng smiled indifferently: "If I said that I didn't want to look at the dignified dragon scale warrior and be humiliated by the villain, that's all, would you believe it?"
"Do not believe!"
Qin Zhanfeng's eyes revealed murderous intent, and he concluded that Zhang Feng was kind to himself, or rather, to Longlin.
"Well then, I'll be honest."
Zhang Feng took a leisurely sip of champagne and smiled: "Actually, I didn't want to see my old friend being humiliated, so I helped you."
"Old friend?"
Qin Zhanfeng was stunned, not understanding what Zhang Feng said.
"Eight years ago, in Africa, you escorted five scientists who left the war-torn place. They were ambushed by masters on the way. The team suffered heavy casualties. They were trapped in a small village after being massacred that night. As a result, they were not attacked that night." Feng smiled and talked freely.
"As a result, early the next morning, the body of that master was hung from a big tree at the entrance of the village, making you puzzled, right?"
Hearing these words,
Qin Zhanfeng was silent, and scenes of a symphony of blood and fire appeared in his mind.
The battle was quite dangerous. When the team of twelve soldiers, along with five scientists, arrived in the village, they had three dead and four wounded. Only five of the team were intact. The ammunition was almost exhausted, and they had lost the ability to defend against the enemy.
However, when Qin Zhanfeng encouraged the team members to fight to the end, the enemy did not appear. Until the next morning, they saw the corpse hanging on the big tree at the entrance of the village...
"You...who are you?"
Qin Zhanfeng frowned and asked in a deep voice.
Zhang Feng smiled again, took a glass of champagne from the table and handed it to Qin Zhanfeng.
After hesitating, Qin Zhanfeng took the wine glass, but did not send it to his lips. There must be some precautions. He would not just drink what others gave.
"In the winter seven years ago, a Chinese scientist was kidnapped by hostile foreign forces and hid in a secret military base. Dragon Scale was ordered to rescue him."
Zhang Feng took a leisurely sip of champagne and continued:
"A certain dragon scale battlefield commander was ordered to lead three small teams to rescue, but didn't want to. This is a trap carefully prepared by the enemy. Forty dragon scale warriors were trapped in the base."
"Wait, you..." Qin Zhanfeng's eyes widened when he heard this, showing an incredible expression.
Zhang Feng ignored him, and continued: "Several dragon scale warriors were killed or injured that night, and more than a dozen surviving people found the scientist and led him to a small three-story building.
But while they were still fighting with the beasts, the violent artillery fire outside stopped abruptly, and then the screams and gunfire sounded again until it ended again.
When the surviving dragon scale warriors came out to check, they only saw corpses all over the ground. According to the estimation by the soldiers present, one battalion of enemies had been killed. "
Speaking of this, Zhang Feng drank another sip of champagne, his calm appearance shocked Qin Zhanfeng deeply.
"You... You... You are a ghost killer!"
Suppressed until his face flushed, Qin Zhanfeng suppressed his excitement and roared.
Zhang Feng only talked about two battle cases, and these two missions belonged to the top secret level inside the dragon scale, and only a handful of people knew about it, and the ghost killer made several attempts to help the dragon scale warrior complete the task. Inside, he is also a top-secret existence.
(End of this chapter)