Chapter 1133 History

"This preserved egg chicken porridge tastes really good." Han Baoguo handed the empty bowl to Han Xingye with a smile and said, " girl, go and make a bowl for Grandpa."

"Grandpa, this is the third bowl. Can your stomach stand it?" Han Xingye said puzzledly that since Lao Han and Lao Han suddenly visited, he did not say anything. He sat down and ate breakfast wildly. His father Han had finished drinking the third bowl.

"In the past, when there was a war, your grandfather and I could eat eight steamed buns in a meal, but now these bowls of porridge are nothing?" Han Baoguo said dissatisfiedly, "Do you really think your grandfather is old and scum?"

"No, Grandpa will live to be 200 years old." Han Xingye smiled and filled another bowl for the old man: "But the two of you two are about to drink up the pot of porridge cooked by Sister Shengfei."

"Why, your grandfather, I brought you so big that I can't drink a few bowls of porridge now?" Han Baoguo blew his beard and stared.

"Grandpa, drink hard. My second pot is almost ready." Shengfei smiled.

Two Korean tigers drank hard there, and Wang Zheng was also eating fiercely, as if he was afraid that they would rob their food.

Anyway, if these two people don't explain their intentions, Wang Zheng will not take the initiative to ask to see who can't help it first.

Finally, after eating the third bowl of porridge, Han Baoguo put down the bowl, looked at Wang Zheng, and said meaningfully, "Is this porridge good?"

Wang Zheng siblingly drank porridge. Hearing this, he immediately rolled his eyes and said, "You have drunk three bowls of porridge yourself. Don't you know whether this porridge tastes good or not?"

Han Tuo, who was beside him, heard the words and coughed a few times, as if he had been choked. For the first time in so many years, he has heard others talk to his father like this.

Han Xingye also raised his thumbs up.

"Then let's talk about it." Han Baoguo looked at Wang Zheng, a little fox, with admiring eyes and said.

What are you talking about? Do you want to talk about this chicken porridge with preserved eggs? Wang Zheng also put down his bowl and laughed.

Hearing that several people were going to talk about business, the three girls consciously went upstairs.

"How's life recently?" Han Baoguo asked.

"It's okay. Sleep until you wake up naturally every day, and you don't have to worry about whether anyone will assassinate me. It's leisurely." Wang Zheng said with a smile that the smile did not look as relaxed as his words said.

"Waitting is uncomfortable. It should be quite painful." Han got out of vulgarity and suddenly interrupted.

"I can't help it." At the mention of this, Wang Zheng's tone was not as relaxed as before. After Qiangzi appeared, he resisted his impulse and chose to wait as usual. No one knew how much suffering he had suffered after he made such a decision.

"If I take the initiative to jump out, it will be the result they expect. I am like a reckless prey, simply bumping into the trap they gave me." Wang Zheng shook his head: "Although I'm impulsive sometimes, I'm not that stupid."

Sometimes Wang Zheng really can't figure out why his enemies could leave so many backhands a long time ago and dig deep pits one after another. He has always been in a passive position of being beaten and can only see moves, so that it is so thrilling every time.

"Moreover, if I can't help jumping out first, it's Su Fuhua who is aimed at me on the surface, but I don't know how many cold guns are behind my back. I don't want to be killed by a black gun because of impulse." Wang Zheng's voice was filled with a faint chill.

"I'm glad you understand this." Han Baoguo said that in this country's land, only a few people are qualified to say the word "gratified" to Wang Zheng, and the old General Han Baoguo is one of them.

"However, you still need to be more alert, because this time you will face Su Fuhua directly." Han Baoguo said solemnly, with an undisguised solemn tone: "He has been away from the public for so many years, but you must not underestimate him."

"I didn't underestimate him, never." Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and said.

"Believe me, no matter how you think you won't underestimate him, you still underestimate him." Han Baoguo said, "In that era of war, he was one of the most successful people. On the surface, it is not too much to call it a thousand achievements. If it were you, do you think you can be as good as Su Fuhua?"

Wang Zheng was silent.

Indeed, he asked himself that he would never be able to rise like a comet in that era, even if he was called a hero.

"What you see is Su Fuhua on the surface, and he and I have fought side by side for many years. None of you know him." Han Baoguo's tone was extremely solemn: "I must admit that it is a good thing to be a comrade-in-arms with him, and as his enemy back then, Su Fuhua was definitely a nightmare. The more familiar you are with him, the more you know about his horror.

Wang Zheng's expression stagnated. He knew that Su Fuhua was very powerful, but he absolutely did not expect that Han Baoguo would attach so much importance to it.

He is the enemy's nightmare, so isn't he his enemy?

"He is cruel and ruthless. In order to achieve his goal, he can sacrifice everything except his own life." Han Baoguo sighed and said.

"Your competition, in the final period, is more fierce and crazy than anyone else." Han Baoguo took a sip of water and continued, "And at this point, I believe you can't compare with him."

"I can't compare with him?" Wang Zheng has always thought that he is a madman sometimes, so he still doesn't believe that Han Baoguo said this. How crazy can the old guy who fast-enter the coffin be even if he is crazy?

"Because you won't lose your mind, you will never be more ruthless than him." Han Baoguo looked at the ceiling crystal lamp in the living room and seemed to remember some of the past many years ago, with a melancholy look in his eyes.

"Sir, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly. I accept it with an open mind." Wang Zheng laughed.

"I knew you didn't believe me, so I was right before. After all, you underestimated him."

Han Baoguo said lightly, "Do you know the ambush of Dalong Mountain many years ago?"

"Of course, as long as you are Chinese, I'm afraid no one knows about the ambush of Dalong Mountain." Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and said, "That was the peak battle of Su Fuhua, and also the most glorious battle in the history of the Chinese army against the enemy. It directly reversed the whole war situation and was a turning point in that history."

When it comes to this matter, Wang Zheng had to admire this immortal. If it were him, he might not be able to grasp the fleeting fighter. At that time, Su Fuhua used the phrase "winning thousands of miles away" to describe it at all. Excessive.

"But all you know is superficial." Han Baoguo also narrowed his eyes and let out a cold light in his turbid eyes: "In order to make the enemy eat enough, Su Fuhua turned the soldiers of the two divisions into bait, the kind of bait purely to death."