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Zhao Qiang, who received the news, was already waiting anxiously at the door.
Zhang Feng got out of the taxi and was surprised when he saw Zhao Qiang standing at the door of the store.
It was really hard to predict that the boy who was behind his butt was so skinny back then that he would look like this now.
Zhao Qiang looked moved and ran quickly towards Zhang Feng who got off the station and stood on the street.
"Q."
Zhao Qiang shouted, standing in front of Zhang Feng. Although he was over 1.9 meters tall, half a head taller than Zhang Feng, he was still as tall as the second son back then.
"Okay, Erzi, have you grown up eating chemical fertilizers these years? You are actually so much taller than me." Zhang Feng teased, stretched out his fist and hit him on the chest, like hitting a wooden stake. Bang' sound.
"Brother Feng, it's cold outside. Come inside quickly. Your two friends are still waiting. Let's have a good drink today."
Hearing this, Zhang Feng nodded and followed Zhao Qiang towards the house. He couldn't help but frown slightly as he walked through the yard. At first, Zhao Qiang simply wrote that it was a weapons forging shop, but he didn't expect it to be so big.
Entering the house, Zhao Qiang's uncle had already prepared wine and food, including roe deer meat, pheasant stewed with dried mushrooms, pork stewed with sauerkraut, braised river fish, and homemade cold dishes. The wine is pure Northeast grain wine, warmed with hot water.
"Second son, you have to give Zhang Feng a good glass of wine, you know? We Northeastern men can't forget our friendship. You brothers eat slowly, and I won't accompany you." After Zhao Qiang's uncle finished speaking, he walked out of the house.
Both Li Jian and Houhou made excuses to refuse Zhao Qiang's pour of wine, but the latter did not force it.
Zhang Feng did not refuse. After all, he and his second son grew up together. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are bare-butt babies, not to mention that they have not seen each other for ten years.
After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, Zhao Qiang's rough face turned red and his eyes were drunk, and he said: "Brother Feng, if you hadn't taken care of my food back then, I would have starved to death. You can't thank me for such a great kindness." How can I repay you?"
Zhang Feng waved his hand and said: "Second son, I don't want to hear what you say. There is nothing we can do to repay you.
Put down your hands
took the wine glass, and then said: "Let me ask you something, Brother Feng, do you still listen to what I say?"
Snapped.
Zhao Qiang slapped his hand on the table, stood up with his iron tower-like body, stared at his cowbell-like eyes and shouted: "Brother Feng, I am my brother. If I don't listen to you, then I, Zhao Qiang, will What a beast."
"Sit down." Zhang Feng waved his hand and said, "Okay. Erzi, listen to me. This store will definitely not be able to continue operating. Problems will definitely occur over time. I can't tell your uncle, you don't care. Get out of here, you know? If something happens, don’t blame me for not reminding you."
Zhao Qiang sat down again, picked up the white wine on the table, poured it all into his throat, sighed and said: "Brother Feng, my uncle also said he won't let me work here anymore. But you said I'm not educated either. , I can work hard, but I don’t want to suffer the air of being controlled. "
Zhang Feng nodded slightly, turned to Li Jian and asked: "Brother Li Jian, when will the family recruit people?"
Li Jian immediately realized that the person at home was naturally the Southwest Snow Wolf Special Forces Brigade, and October happened to be the recruitment season. When he turned his gaze to Zhao Qiang, who had a fierce face and a body like an iron tower, he nodded secretly in his heart. If this guy was sent to Uncle Luo for training for a year, he would definitely be an extremely terrifying soldier.
"Soon. When this matter is over, you can just tell Uncle Luo directly. Uncle Luo will definitely be so happy that he can't sleep for several nights." Li Jian said.
Zhao Qiang was confused and asked: "Brother Feng, what are you talking about? You know that my brain is not easy to use, so why are you recruiting people?"
"If you believe me, don't ask anymore. In this way, Erzi, tomorrow morning you will tell your uncle what I said today and ask him to stop the business here. After that, you pack your things and go to Southwest City. When you arrive, I will give you Just call, it can take as long as a month, or as little as half a month. Do you understand?" Zhang Feng didn't say clearly, they are still conducting exercises, and some words can only be said until then.
"Okay, Brother Feng, I will listen to you. Whatever you say, I will do it." Zhao Qiang said.
After the wine was almost drunk, Zhang Feng said goodbye to Zhao Qiang and returned to the hotel with Li Jianhou.
monkey on the road
Asked: "Madman, what should we do with those girls? We are going to several places soon, we can't bring them there, right?"
"It is definitely impossible to take them there. I plan to have a showdown with Li Waner when I go back tonight, and we will set off early tomorrow morning. Alas, I can only feel sorry for these girls. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will make it up to them." Zhang Feng sighed as he spoke. We encountered many checkpoints along the way. Thanks to Li Waner and others who demonstrated their identities, we were able to reach Mohe without any danger.
"By the way, Tyrannosaurus, how are you doing with the things that Er Zi prepared?" he asked Li Jian.
Li Jian patted the huge backpack on his back and said, "The quality is outstanding. Three mechanical crossbows, sixty arrows, three machetes, and three daggers."
"That's fine. You all can have a good rest tonight when you go back."
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Zhao Qiang didn't have the patience to wait until the next day, so he conveyed Zhang Feng's words to his uncle in the evening.
The middle-aged man sat on the earthen kang, smoking a pipe with a pipe hanging in his mouth, and said nothing for a long time.
"Uncle, what do you mean, can you tell me something?" Zhao Qiang asked impatiently.
He took off the pipe pot from his mouth and knocked the ashes inside on the edge of the Kang. The middle-aged man said: "Listen to Zhang Feng and go to Southwest City and wait. He won't hurt you. I will also stop the business at home. Come on, the money I’ve earned over the past few years will be enough for the rest of my life.”
"Really stop?" Zhao Qiang was a little surprised. It can be said to be hundreds of thousands a year at least, which may not be considered a big deal in a big city, but in a small border town like Mohe, it can be regarded as a huge sum of money.
"Second son, haven't you seen it? Zhang Feng and his two friends are not ordinary people. It's the young man with a black face. I put the gun on his head, but I felt frightened. Then His eyes are like looking at a dead person. I am sure that this person has definitely killed someone! Should I listen to what they say or not?" the middle-aged man asked.
Zhao Qiang nodded as if he understood, and said: "Uncle, I'm not very smart. Anyway, you and Brother Feng both told me to go to Southwest City, so I will go. I'll set off tomorrow morning."