Chapter 190 Bloody War in all directions

Hearing the chief ask about Yang Zhiyun, Wang Meng said nervously, "Yes, chief, he is in some trouble today. Let me deal with it."

The chief smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous. Yang Zhiyun is still a child. He doesn't understand many things, and it's not strange to do things."

Wang Meng didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, hesitantly asked, "Shou chief, why did you give such an order?"

This question is inexplicable, but who is the leader? As soon as he hears it, he knows what Wang Meng is asking. He said in a slightly lower tone, "You don't need to know about this matter for the time being. You just need to execute this order."

"But..." What else does Wang Meng have to say?

The chief said in a low voice, "Wang Meng! Remember your responsibilities!"

Wang Meng immediately kept silent. The soldier's nature made him know that he should not ask, so don't ask. Naturally, you will know what you should know.

When the chief saw that Wang Meng did not speak for a long time, he said softly, "Wang Meng, Yang Zhiyun is an important figure in an extremely hidden plan of the country. He can't do anything. In short, you have to remember that this is an extremely confidential thing. Don't tell anyone else. I think you are also your own talent to reveal something!"

Wang Meng was moved when he heard the chief's care: "Thank you, chief, I will try my best to do this!"

The chief stressed: "It's not the best, it's a must! Yang Zhiyun's safety must be guaranteed. There must be no accident. Otherwise, your head will be insecure!"

Wang Meng hurriedly said yes, and the chief continued, "You don't need to report on what Yang Zhiyun usually does. Just deal with it yourself. If it's too much, give him a little warning, but this boy can't fool around and toss around since he was a child."

Wang Meng nodded and said, "Yes, chief, I will follow the order."

The chief nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, I don't worry about what you do."

Wang Meng asked, "Does the chief have any instructions?"

The chief paused and asked, "Yes, are you soldiers in the recent Legend of Hong Huan?"

Wang Meng nodded and said, "Yes, the army officer ordered all the special forces to enter. Other ordinary soldiers do not have mandatory requirements, but they also advocate sleeping and entering the game room to rest."

The chief asked with a smile, "Oh? How do you feel?"

Wang Meng said uncertainly, "It feels wonderful. It seems that I have some vague understanding of my body that I can't usually feel, and I also have some new understanding of the moves. I don't know why."

The chief smiled gently and said, "Oh? So you still have a second turn?"

Wang Meng was surprised and said, "Do you also know about this game?"

The chief smiled and said, "I also pay attention to current affairs. How can I not pay attention to this big re-famous enterprise? If I hadn't been old, I would even want to play in the game. Anyway, I haven't experienced the feeling of holding a knife for a long time. I'm too old to compare with you young people.

Wang Meng said with a shame, "Chief, we were still little children when you took the knife. What's more, now we rely on our brains to fight. The battle you commanded is not a classic. We are simply out of reach!"

The chief laughed and said, "Well, well, don't flatter. Learn more, read more, understand more, and know more naturally. Well, I won't tell you more. It's very late. The doctor at home has urged me several times. I'm going to have a rest.

Wang Meng quickly said, "Take care of yourself. Don't work hard."

The chief said, "Well, you should also pay attention to Yang Zhiyun's affairs. Don't make a difference. No more words, hang up first." Then he hung up the phone directly, leaving Wang Meng, who was listening to the busy voice.

Wang Meng was in a daze with the microphone, and his heart was still throbbing. What does Yang Zhiyun have to do with what plan? And it's such an important plan. What is it...

......

Also in a gorgeous villa, a beautiful figure came out of the bathroom, with wet hair hanging on his shoulders, wrapped in a white bathrobe, and the white jade-like skin was exposed in the air, showing a delicate pink color. He wiped his head with a dry towel in his hands, and occasionally looked up to reveal a white and tender face, bright big eyes, long eyelashes, and a round face like an egg, showing beautiful youth and vitality all the time.

At this moment, the mobile phone in the bedroom suddenly remembered that the woman threw down the towel, took out the mobile phone from the head of the bed and pressed the answer button. A soft, like a lark sound came from the mobile phone: "Hey? Han Xue, what's the matter with you calling me today? I just talked to my father and didn't get your call.

The woman raised her pretty face. It was Han Xue who interviewed Yang Zhiyun today. Han Xue pouted and said unhaphanly, "Sister, it's all around now! You also said to talk to Dad. Dad always goes to bed early. I think you're talking to that dead maple!"

The voice on the phone suddenly became a little embarrassed and stammered, "Xiao Xue, don't make fun of me! Come on, what's the matter?"

Han Xue lay down on ** and said weakly, "I encountered an annoyance today, which made me unable to calm down now."

The woman on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "Ha ha, I've heard what Xiao Li said. You are really. Isn't it unlucky to meet such a prince?"

Han Xue said angrily, "Xiao Lizi, this bastard is so talkative!" Immediately, he sighed and said, "Who knows, you don't know. I didn't scare me to death at that time. Like a madman, I beat others with blood everywhere!"

The woman on the other end of the phone persuaded, "I think I'm unlucky. It's not that you don't know these princes. They are lawless. How can we be so strict as our father?"

Han Xue said helplessly, "You said that the little children in Cheng Han City can't be called the people of the seventh lesson of the military department. We all know the princes in the capital. Where did such a powerful horn come from?"

The woman on the other end of the phone asked, "What's the last name of the person you mentioned?" I forgot it."

Han Xue replied, "My surname is Yang, my name is Yang Zhiyun. I am 17 years old. I have investigated. I am a student of Chenghan No. 3 Middle School. I suddenly transferred to school a few days after the beginning of school last year. There is no other news. I can't find my parents or my background. I have seen it. Even my previous academic qualifications are forged. I don't know what. What's the origin, and the school doesn't seem to know that there is such a big person hidden in this place.

The woman on the other end of the phone said doubtfully, "What's the surname Yang? I know all the people surnamed Yang in the Prince Party. There is no name, and the age does not match?

Han Xue suddenly asked as if she remembered something, "Is it from the Northwest Military Department?" We don't know each other well over there, and the Western princes have always been at odds with the princes of Beijing. The Western Prince is the second generation of red born in the Northwest Military Department. He has a simple style, concise manners, and is often righteous. I am very unaccustomed to the arrogance and domineering of the princes in the capital. The two sides are even divided into two factions, hostile to each other, and have the opportunity to attack each other.

The woman on the other end of the phone answered, "Well, it's possible, but it's useless to say this now. If you don't mess with him, it's over."

Han Xue rolled around in ** and shouted, "I can't swallow this breath!"

The woman on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "If you can't swallow it, you have to swallow it. Who makes you not be able to offend others?"

Han Xue's eyes turned around and smiled strangely and said, "I can't swallow it. I'll check him secretly!"

The woman on the other end of the phone hurriedly said, "Alas! Don't mess around. Dad finally asked you to be a reporter to forgive your wish. Don't mess it up!"

Han Xue said carelessly, "Don't worry, it's okay. I have my own way!" Then hang up the mobile phone directly regardless of the sound of feeding on the other side of the phone, and rummage through the whole room.

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When the camera turned back, Yang Zhiyun held a spear in his hand. He was not afraid at all in the face of the rushing red fire soldiers. He laughed wildly and rushed to the red fire instead. The spear in his hand inserted into a red fire soldier. The soldier did not expect that Yang Zhiyun dared to look forward alone. For a moment, he could not dodge for a moment, and the spear suddenly inserted into his chest. , blood splashed everywhere. Yang Zhiyun shouted, "Blood war in all directions!"

Directly pick up the body of the Red Fire soldier with a spear and throw it into the air!