Chapter 1553 Crisis

Zhao Heng is preparing to return to the capital!

After his identity was exposed at the Tianya Grand Event, Sanya had attracted the attention of all forces. Although Zhao Heng had already saved the Mei family in his hands, there would be no change in terms of Commander Mei's situation, he knew that Hainan was not his territory after all, and the longer he stayed, the greater the risk.

In the information of the military headquarters and the Zhao family, Park Tae-do, who was a hundred years old, has publicly shouted for his life many times to sacrifice to the dead Lee Tae-bae and Park Shi-won. If someone else called Zhao Heng like this, they might think that the other party was taking advantage of the other party verbally, but Park Tae-do said differently.

Compared to the leader of North Korea who can shoot at the age of three and drive tanks at the age of seven and ten, Park Tae-do's legend is even better than that, but the latter is more of a tough record than the former, and it can be seen from his coming out to boost morale among South Korean soldiers, Park Tae-do is not simple.

How could a person who is so not simple would be a joke to ask Zhao Heng for his head?

Of course, he would not be afraid of a simple assassination attack if he could destroy Li Taibai and Yin Po, but he would not be so arrogant that he could not be invulnerable to swords and guns. He knew that he could only sail the ten thousand-year-old ship, so Zhao Heng had strengthened his defense in the past few days, and was preparing to pack up his things and return to the capital for recuperation.

When you arrive in the capital, no matter how many killers there are, they will be seeking death.

Moreover, Nangong Duoduo has informed Du Ziyan that his condition is improving, which has also made Zhao Heng feel much more relaxed. Although he can no longer be with Du Yatou often, it is also a pleasure to see her recovering from her health. Moreover, he should go back and read Zhou's hands.

Zhao Heng knew that the grudge between him and Zhou was becoming more and more complicated, and Zhou Qiqi, who insisted on marrying him, was even more dramatic, so Zhao Heng needed to go back and discuss countermeasures with the old man, and at the same time, he had to discuss with Lao Niu how to deal with Heshi Bi, which was always a hot potato.

As for the marriage between Lu Meng and Mei Qijun, the two were basically settled. At the suggestion of the two elders, they planned to get married in Huahai on New Year's Day. The reason they chose Huahai was because there were many inconveniences when they returned to Lujiazhuang. At least for the guests who were congratulating, the transportation was troublesome, and Lu Meng also wanted to keep the two elders in Huahai.

Lu Meng felt that it was known that the paper had been broken and someone knew about his parents' existence. It would be inevitable that they would be dangerous if they were asked to return to Lujiazhuang to stay. In addition, it would be better to avoid his mother calling to visit her whereabouts every few days, so it would be better to directly follow Zhao Heng's suggestion and let the two elders settle in Huahai and enjoy a happy life.

"when!"

As the sun sets, Zhao Heng and Qiao Yuncai, who were sitting on the yacht sofa, parted. More than ten people raised their glasses and drank them heavily, and then a burst of laughter rang out. While Lu Meng and Jialan held the microphone and sang the love of the boatman, Zhao Heng was patting Qiao Yuncai on the shoulder, his voice was crisp and loud:

"Second, Golden Triangle will ask you."

The situation in the Golden Triangle is still in a bad state. The Western Conference continues to invest in new forces based on the original chess pieces, wantonly destroying the economic operation of the Golden Triangle, and spends a lot of money to invite dozens of mercenaries to enter the Golden Triangle to make trouble, causing dozens of people to die every day.

Compared to Zhao Heng's power in the Golden Triangle, the Western elite who had burned poppy flowers were more skillful in doing things. When General Jin dispatched the Guards to clear the suspicious figures, both the Zhao family and the Southern elite were severely suppressed, killing more than 60 elites, and almost even the Kurosawa stone was broken.

But the Western Division avoided the back and forth cleaning and curfew of Jin's family without any damage. Even the Zhao and Southern Division bases escaped the disaster thanks to the fat man's information. Therefore, Qiao Yuncai took him to disturb the Golden Triangle in the morning. Zhao Heng and Nan chanted the Buddha's name without any hesitation and handed over the foundation of the Golden Triangle.

This also relieved Zhao Heng's pressure to a certain extent, so Zhao Heng took advantage of the eve of separation and expressed his gratitude to the fat man. Qiao Yuncai laughed and picked up the bottle and poured half a glass of wine for Zhao Heng and said: "What's the point of thanking this? The grudge of the Golden Triangle was caused by me."

"Now it's just to clean up the hands."

Zhao Heng curled a smile on his lips and patted the fat man's shoulder and replied: "I have to thank you no matter what. I hope that this time the Jin Triangle will cause civil strife. I also hope that Shanchuan Yiqing will not be able to invest in the Jin family organization. Otherwise, Shanchuan Yiqing is more terrifying than the Jin family's father and son."

Qiao Yuncai let out a long breath: "Brother, don't worry, I have ordered the temporary abandonment of attacking and killing Jin's father and son, and to extract all my energy to kill Shanchuan Yiqing. Unless he always hides in the fortress of the Jin family, he will definitely not live at the end of the month, and I will definitely blow up his head."

"Your Madam Heng, please go back to the capital with confidence."

Nan Chanting Buddha's name also smiled faintly when Zhao Heng turned his head and looked at him: "I know Hainan has some work done. I will stay here for ten days and half a month to settle it. While cleaning up the two black and white people in Hainan, I will monitor whether there is anything unusual in the Mei family. I will stabilize the situation."

Nan Chanting Buddha originally had a plan to cooperate with Zhao Heng, but after thinking about it, it was not the right time, so I will add it for the time being: "And I will also assist the Mei family in preparing for the wedding. After all, Lu Meng and Miss Mei are getting married. We brothers need to do something."

Zhao Heng let out a hearty laugh and said with a heavy glass of wine, "Thank you, Mr. Nan. The old man called me again at noon and asked me to go back to the capital to recuperate early. I heard that Park Tae-do had issued a killing order and wanted to chop my head to boost morale to the army before the war in China and South Korea."

Zhao Heng touched his head and said, "Although I really want to despise that old guy, it is not easy to read the information. In order to make the old man feel at ease and to live a few more days, I would rather go back to the capital tomorrow morning and wait for me to destroy the South Korean killer as soon as possible and meet you Hua Hai with you."

Qiao Yuncai and the others nodded together. Everyone had already made an appointment to go to Huahai to celebrate Lu Meng. Then Nan chanted the Buddha's name and added: "Park Taidou is still worth it. You should be careful when you go in and out in the future!" Then he sighed: "What you are in pain now is that you don't know when the enemy will attack?"

Zhao Heng smiled: "I will inspire danger!"

The same sunset sets, the towering Changshou Mountain in South Korea stretches for dozens of kilometers. From a distance, it looks like a giant with a wide embrace. There is a lush and green grassland in this wide embrace. At this moment, the depths of the grassland are covered with sparse and orderly South Korean military camps.

Teams of fully armed South Korean soldiers shouted in and out of the barracks, and from time to time, dark green helicopters took off or landed. The soldiers on the plane rushed to the distance in a hurry or returned from the distance in sweat. In short, tens of thousands of people were busy and orderly in the barracks.

Although this temporary South Korean military camp is a bit simple, it still has a grand demeanor. The most important thing is that it presents unrivaled morale and makes people feel the vitality. The open space of the military camp is filled with flags fluttering in the wind, and each flag represents the combat power of a company.

It was almost dusk, and there were no idea when dark clouds were piled up in the sky, taking in strange shapes. The last afterglow of the sunset shone down from the gap between the dark clouds. In the shadows in a green camp, more than 20 South Korean generals were sitting cross-legged, each with solemn and solemn expressions.

There was a silence in the camp.

In this only camp without flags, an old man with a belt and a saber standing in front of the battle map stood tall. His military uniform was made of some material. The green was made of purple and smooth, and his white hair was covered with wrinkles on his face, but he contained endless majesty.

At this moment, this vicissitudes of life but tall figure was looking at the electronic map hanging on the wall with its back to everyone and speechless for a long time. More than 20 South Korean generals were all holding their breath to wait for no one to disturb his thoughts. At this time, a little mosquito flew into the tent and flew beside the old man and buzzed.

These creatures can always smell the aging body of death, and the centenarian gives people a feeling of decay to the extreme. At this moment, a white light flashed faintly, and the mosquitoes broke into two pieces in the wide eyes of the South Korean generals, and then the old man returned to the knife.

As expected, the sword was not old, and the entire camp became clearer. After a long time, the old man glanced at them and a hoarse voice came out: "Zhao Heng is not dead, and the war cannot begin. He must use his blood to sacrifice the battle flag. Some people in China owe me favors, so it is time for Zhao Heng to die."

He looked at dozens of South Korean soldiers and spoke:

"I need a group of warriors, who is willing to die?"

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