Whether it is the old man fishing by the Snow Mountain Lake in Philadelphia, or the wife drinking afternoon tea by the Houshan Lake in Mochou, a suburb of the capital, for this Federation, they are not ordinary people. The general mentioned here is not the general general.
Over the years, the old man has been sitting by the lake, not because he wanted to deliberately put on such a light-hearted appearance and show his indifferent fame and fortune to the entire Federation. In fact, the glorious name of the Federation is concentrated in him. As a person, he is a military god who is admired by all the people. Those division commanders, regimental commanders, battalion commanders, and soldiers under his command are now the generals holding real power in the federal military... Fame and wealth are for this old man in Philadelphia, It was really like the floating clouds in the sky. He had picked it up with his fingers and knew that it was not false, but it really did not mean much.
The same is true for the lady in Mochou Houshan, just like the attitude of the Seven Great Families for thousands of years, she has been standing behind the scenes with a smile calmly and silently, watching the turmoil in front of the stage, she knows more than anyone else. There are so many, her slender fingers can easily pick up an old past, which may be an undetectable secret in the Federation. The family she controls has always been low-key and silent, even if it is many years ago. When it was like fire and water, the Tai family still calmly suppressed all the power hidden in the dark. Who knows what kind of power will be spewed out by the family of a thousand generations that has inherited the dynasty once it erupts
Butterflies flutter their wings, and a hurricane might generate over the sea. The military god in Philadelphia, the wife of Mochou Houshan, is not a small and frail butterfly, but a Dapeng who soars above the nine heavens and walks through the rays of the stars. If people like them really move, the wind will It's hard to stop.
The content of the connection between the two big men like this is often not that important. The time of their contact can instead reveal some very fatal signals.
Mrs. Tai took the pure black delicate phone and walked to the edge of the terrace, with a polite smile on her calm and peaceful face, as if she could see the old man on the other end of the phone.
A few years ago, she learned that General Li was interested in matching the young lady with Li's father, Mrs. Tai made a special trip to Philadelphia and had a meal with the old man. Since then, the two have never seen each other again. , At this moment, the old man actually called her personally. The deep meaning of it does not need the wife to ponder for too long before she can taste the taste.
Mrs. Tai smiled and said something on the phone, then hung up the phone, holding the blue square stone surface of the terrace with both hands, staring at the dim lake and mountains in a daze. There are some things she can figure out, and some things she can't figure out. She believes that her smiling words on the phone have revealed enough information. However, some things seem to have to be met before they can be said thoroughly.
The God of War is the official title of the federal government, and it is a magical description passed down by word of mouth. Although this old man has been silent for a long time, no one dares to underestimate his influence on the Federation. When I left Philadelphia and went to the Capital District, I was shocked, but naturally also had endless doubts.
Next to the quiet branch road at the entrance of Linyuan, behind the dense spring trees, you can vaguely see the figures of some Secret Service agents. The black official car of the FBI also shows its existence at the not far intersection. More of them were military vehicles, heavy military vehicles painted in camouflage and covered in dark green. More than a dozen vehicles were parked along the roadside at the entrance of the Linyuan Garden. The air was full of the chilling smell unique to the military camp.
The old man never wanted to trouble the federal government, but since the government knew that he was coming, of course, it had to show its sincerity and concern. As for the officers of the Ministry of National Defense and the First Military Region, they were leading the strictest orders from their immediate superiors. This piece of forest is surrounded by gardens, and it must be ensured that the old man will not be disturbed by other people.
But it seems that they don't need to do these things, because today Linyuan thanked guests.
In the past, he walked around the Federation like a shadow and rarely appeared in front of the public. Today, he is wearing a dark blue formal suit, standing at the door of the forest with a smile on his face, politely but indifferently isolating all prying eyes. Eyes, and even refused the request of Director Brin of the presidential residence to enter.
Lin Banshan, the most famous smasher of the Seven Families, the top figure in the Federation, is like a door boy today, holding his shoulders like a mountain, smiling and standing at the door. In this federation, there is probably only one person who can let Lin Banshan guard the door.
When he was young, he had seen the old man once, but he never imagined that the old man would live here when he returned to the Capital Special Administrative Region for the first time in these years. The sense of accomplishment when we swept the Bermuda underworld back then was not as good as it is today. He smiled and sent Director Brin out of the door, and then whispered a few words to the distressed logistics director of the First Military Region before closing the door of Linyuan tightly.
Except for the bamboo house by the hall, there is not a single guest in the forest garden. Mrs. Tai picked up a piece of raw red broccoli, dipped it in a little rosemary sauce, and sent it to the Guna porcelain plate opposite, smiling and saying, "Lin Banshan is really brave enough. You actually dare to release the news of your coming to the capital, so those old guys who are already afraid of him like a tiger, I am afraid that they will be more afraid of him."
"I like bold young men."
The old man said with a smile. Since he no longer served as the Grand Marshal, he has never worn a military uniform. Today, he is wearing a very simple civilian clothes, with gray hair, and his old and thin body is more and more short because of the sitting posture at this time. Compared with the young and burly grandson behind him, the ferocity and grief of life are all at a glance, making people unable to think of his illustrious military exploits and the astonishing act of assassinating the emperor.
Li Feng, who was dressed in the uniform of a lieutenant colonel, stood behind the old man with his hands behind his back. He didn't see any signs of madness and violence. Some were just calm and honest, and he really looked like a boy in puberty, not the horror. Madman Li, in this world, the only person he fears and respects, and who dares not have the slightest disobedience, is not his father, but his grandfather, the thin old man in front of him.
Mrs. Tai quietly looked at the age spots on the edge of the eyebrows and eyes of the old man in front of him, thinking about how over the past few decades, watching this once-mighty God of War get old, she couldn't help but feel some indescribable complex feelings.
The old man waved his hand casually, Li Feng stood at attention and saluted, walked out of the bamboo residence, walked out of the gate of the forest garden, and left his grandfather's side. The cold and violent meaning that was soaring to the sky returned to him, and he stared indifferently at the cars outside the forest garden, feeling a little irritable.
Lin Banshan, who had been standing at the entrance of Linyuan, lit a cigarette with a smile and handed it over, but was rejected by Li Feng.
"The Lord of War God came this time, should it be because of that guy?" Lin Banshan didn't care, he put his hand behind his back and said, "Mad, it's no use being irritable. , you'll have to be restless for the rest of your life."
There are only two people left in Bamboo Curie, two people who are qualified to stand in the clouds and watch the destruction and regeneration of stars. In fact, many years ago, they often sat opposite each other as they are now, discussing many things and deciding many things.
It's just that at that time, there was a Mr. President and a Charter Secretary by their side, but those two partners had already died, and there were only two of them left in the world, so it was inevitable that they would be a little lonely.
"Xiaofeng told me about it, otherwise, although I also watch TV news, I don't know that this matter has something to do with my family." The old man looked at Mrs. Tai and said slowly, "Since that little guy named Xu Le, It has something to do with my family, so I always pay attention to one or two."
Hearing this sentence, Mrs. Tai easily analyzed the cause and effect, bowed her head and smiled and said, "This girl Yuzi, I have been with her for so many years, but I still haven't gotten to know her."
How much coldness and indifference is in this sigh, it is unknown, this lady will not be stupid enough to pose in front of this old man, she just sighed: "Xu Le is not related to your family, just related to him."
"Although I don't want to admit it, my younger brother seems to be the only descendant left in this universe like Xu Le."
"Descendants? Isn't Muzi his daughter?" said Mrs. Tai.
"Muzi was brought up by me. Although he has inherited his rebellious energy, he is still a girl, and he has never seen her biological father, and has not inherited anything from him. But this little guy Xu Le is different. …”
The old man's voice was a little calm, and he said slowly: "I am old, he died, and it turns out that he still has a student who has inherited most of his abilities. It seems that the living me and the dead him can find some kind of way, look at each other."
The two brothers, one old and one dead, can't see each other again. The old man's words are very simple and clear, and there is a sense of sadness. Mrs. Tai listened quietly, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly, she gently pressed the silk scarf on it, after a moment of silence, she said slowly: "Because he broke the glory of the charter, we negotiated with the president and the director together. Have you forgotten about the matter? He is your own younger brother, and you have never hesitated at all, why do you have a different opinion today?"
She sneered slightly: "Is it because you are getting old and your heart has softened? Why was your heart so hard back then?"
The old man looked at his wife quietly, thinking about the secret meeting in the presidential mansion that year, thinking about the time when the lady in front of him was just a girl, thinking about the Tai family's new head, the complicated relationship between his brother and her, thinking about the complicated relationship between his brother and her. At that time, her eyes were slightly red and she signed the name on behalf of the Tai family, and she couldn't help sighing softly in her heart, ignoring the stinginess that was rarely revealed in her previous words.
It is probably only in front of this old man that Mrs. Tai will reveal some of her true emotions.
"He is different from this little guy." The old man said slowly in an old voice: "Character determines fate. My younger brother is naturally cold and ruthless. If it weren't for the Charter Bureau, who has been following him and suppressing him for decades, who would have known How many people will die because of him? This little guy is different. He has done great service for the Federation. I have transferred his files for the past two years, and I admire this little guy's character very much."
"He also made great contributions for the Federation back then." Madam looked coldly at the old man in front of her and said, "The safety of the Federation is determined by character. I don't think this is in line with your character."
"He can affect the safety of the Federation because he has the ability to destroy the brilliance of the charter. Is that little guy in such great danger?"
Mrs. Tai lowered her head and poured a cup of weak tea for the old man, and said slowly, "The Federal Computer has already determined that Xu Le from Donglin is dead, but he appeared alive in front of me. You should understand what this means."
The old man coughed twice, the wrinkles on his face gradually loosened, and said, "I only recently learned about Xu Le's relationship with him. Li Feng fought with him, but he never told me. In my opinion, this The little guy was just unlucky. He met a character like my brother and was led into the ditch. Regarding the chip matter, maybe he replaced this little guy when the Charter Bureau chased him down two years ago..."
"You are getting old after all." Madam quietly looked at the wrinkles on the old man's face, and laughed like a younger sister: "In those days, when you decided to kill, you would rather kill your relatives righteously than let the Federation take any risk, Lord War God, Where did he go? To use such self-comforting inferences to clear the name of a dangerous little guy?"
"Of course," the old man said lightly, "if my brother knows what Xu Le knows, I will not object to you handing him over to the Chartered Bureau."
"How do you confirm this?"
"I'll go see him myself."
Maybe just as Mrs. Tai mocked, the federal military god Li Pif was old after all. When he knew from Li Feng's mouth that the man who assassinated Medellin was actually his student, and seemed to have inherited everything from him. After the ability of Gu Jing Wubo, there were a few waves in Gu Jing Wubo's heart. If he was still alive, maybe this old man could always be as tough as ice-cold iron, but he is dead, and the old man will naturally treat his descendants. A little more care.
There are occasional waves in the heart of the military god, but for the Federation, it is the turbulent ocean current hidden under the jasper-like sea. The old man is going to Qingcheng Military Prison to visit the serious criminals. .
The visit of the old man in prison to see Xu Le is more profound than the visit of the prince of the Tai family, and the sensation caused by it is even more amazing. In a sense, seeing Xu Le at first sight will determine his life or life Or death, right in the blink of an eye.
Xu Le didn't know all of this. He was very politely invited out of the single cell by the warden, took a bath and dined like a VIP, and was taken into the interrogation room. He was at a loss when he saw the thin old man across from the long table, and the maniac Li standing upright behind the old man, and immediately judged the old man's true identity.
Donglin Orphan is a rock that cannot be penetrated by oil or salt, but without any psychological preparation, when he saw this legendary big man, he was still shocked, his face paled, his lips trembled slightly, and he was speechless for a long time. .
The strong mental shock made Xu Le feel a little dazed. He vaguely remembered the disdainful words of his uncle in the mine many years ago, and the speculation about the uncle's life experience in the past two years. Looking at the federal army god Lipif across the table in disbelief, he subconsciously asked in a hoarse voice, "Old man?"