Chapter 112 Chess Pieces

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Pan Hongsheng felt that his chest seemed to be pressed on a big stone. Previously, he was fearless in the face of the Green Scorpion Gang and the underground forces of the whole Jinjiang River, but this time the opponent he had to face was completely another type.

The opponent's position is high and the weight is high, and your own? Now the power of going out by yourself may disappear in a phone call and a signature of your opponent, or a dinner party!

Thinking of this, Pan Hongsheng suddenly felt wet all over, and the sweat oozing from the top of his head rolled down his cheeks. It was the first time he had the feeling that he was not sure about the future.

He is a little nervous.

At the same time, in Bazhou hundreds of miles away.

Peng Shuai, the commander of the legion stationed here, was very anxious, because his political commissar Zhao Guangtian suddenly threw his wine glass and rushed out with a few people after receiving a text message just now. For an old man who is already old, this situation is really abnormal.

The guard he sent came back in a moment and said with a smile on his face, "Commander, don't worry. Commissar Zhao asked me to come back and tell you that he is fine."

"Can you look like that if you have nothing to do? I asked you to have a look, and you brought back such a sentence?" Peng Shuai looked at the guard with dissatisfaction: "Really, how can you do something like this! Go and have a look again!"

"Oh!" The guard was so bored that he went out again.

Peng Shuai was a little restless. He felt that something was going to happen.

My political commissar completely retired after working for a few years. An old man buried half of his body in the earth, why did he suddenly have such a strange and frightening behavior? No matter what, he is also a cadre at the military region level. He is highly valued. How can he make such a thing with those hairy young men?

He can't figure it out.

After a while, the guard came back. To his surprise, Political Commissar Zhao Tianguang also came back. The other party's face was pale, but he tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "I'm sorry, I was a little impulsive about the family just now. I didn't mean anything else. No wonder..."

When Peng Shuai saw that the other party said this, what else could he say? You can only persuade repeatedly: "Hey, Mr. Zhao, you are all grandchildren. Don't be impulsive when you encounter something. If you have something to deal with something! Why are you excited? Do you need my help?"

"I don't need it for the time being, hehe." The smile on Zhao Tianguang's face was worse than crying. He arched his hand without saying a few words: "I'm sorry, you say hello to a comrade in the military region and apologize for me."

After leaving the door, Zhao Tianguang suddenly burst into tears! I leaned weakly against the wall!

His son is infertile. He has spoiled Wang Jianwei as his grandson since he was a child, thinking that he would arrange this grandson before he retires, but he didn't expect...

"Political commissar, do you want me to deal with this matter?" The guard behind Zhao Tianguang is more than 19 meters tall, tall and powerful, handsome and shrewd. At first glance, he is a role of scheming.

"Xiao Wei, I'll leave this matter to you!" Zhao Tianguang said word by word, "Remember one thing, anyone can kill! But the child in charge, catch him alive! Do you hear me?"

His guard Xiao Wei did not hesitate at all: "Be sure to complete the task!"

"Good! It's not in vain for my years of cultivation of you! Do this well. Didn't you apply to be the head of the third regiment last time? I'll walk around for you! You have done this wholeheartedly!"

"Political commissar, don't be too sad, so that you can't come back to life..."

"You go first, I'll be alone later..." Zhao Tianguang felt that his heart was like being torn apart. Although this grandson was bad, he always regarded it as his heart. His son has no descendants. This grandson is his only spiritual sustenance, but now everything is over... ruined!

I'd like to see which person who eats the courage of the bear heart and leopard dares to touch my grandson!

He, who had always been shown as a warm elder, had completely lost his reason at this time. In the face of the soldiers and officers who saluted him, he disappeared in the officer's special restaurant.

How much does a guard weigh? This is very difficult to measure with common sense.

In times of peace, what does it take to get a promotion in the army?

A simple and honest person will say that he is hard-working and can endure hardships, and people with a little heart will understand that these are actually what they want this time, and they still need to have an eye value.

In addition to being smart, you also have to have relationships and be able to pave the way with relationships. In addition to these, you must be good at your ability to observe words and colors, you must be able to practice the magic power of listening to all directions, and flattery must be practiced to the realm of natural feelings and newness. Of course, the most important thing is to know how to pay tribute and work for your boss.

Xiao Wei drove a military SUV on the highway, and his heart was extremely excited! He understands that what his boss entrusts to him, or takes the initiative to undertake, is a hot task. There are many means to kill people, which is nothing for him, an elite transferred from the special forces, but it is not so easy to bring people back alive and in other people's territory.

First of all, he doesn't know what the other party's background and identity is. He only knows that his name is Pan Hongsheng. He lives in Beijing and opens a bodyguard company... With these messages alone, he must not act rashly.

He knew that the guard assigned by the political commissar to his grandson was the role of winning the championship of the whole army for three consecutive years. He knew that Dong He's ability was not enough compared with himself, but he didn't pay attention to 30 or 40 ordinary people! This kind of fierce character was actually killed by the other party...

Xiao Wei had to look for some helpers.

He picked up his phone, and the number was his old unit - Xiaolong Special Brigade. Because it is a closed training, it is almost isolated from the outside world, so all the calls can only be made to the switchboard first and then transferred.

After a long wait, a slightly hoarse voice with a smile: "Brother, why do you remember to call me? Now I heard that you are a celebrity in front of the political commissar of the military region... What's the matter? Are you going to help your brothers?"

"No nonsense, there is something very important! You ask for a family leave," Xiao Wei said calmly, "This matter is done. You don't have to suffer there anymore. Follow me comfortably as a mate!" Several buddies are here, right? Come on!"

Just as Xiao Wei sharpened his knife, Pan Hongsheng had begun to investigate Zhao Tianguang's details in depth.

He is the least want to be evil with this type of person. After all, he has a lot to do with the military. Many of the old man's men are military cadres. According to the age of the dead Wang Jianwei, Zhao Tianguang is at least in his sixties. It's really boring to fight with such an old man. .

Senior officers of this age generally have a lot of cronies, and one of them is enough to drink a pot by themselves.

Although Pan Hongsheng was worried, he was very relieved that he was in the ** position of the capital, and no one dared to openly mobilize the army to attack him... But it's not clear, and it's hard to say dark!

And his biggest trouble now is from the police. Because both sides are powerful masters, the police can only adopt a subtle attitude.

What is the law? An excuse. The law is used to restrain good people, not bad people. Once upon a time, a writer once made a profound summary: "The law makes good people stay at home, and bad people travel all over the world."

However, when the forces of the two sides were almost equal, the court began to consider dealing with the case with a neutral attitude. Although Pan Hongsheng had a younger brother to plead guilty, the police did not like this at all now. They frequently called Pan Hongsheng and said that they wanted to understand the case.

"I'm sorry to say that I don't have time," Pan Hongsheng didn't say a word. He knew that these guys were soft. If you really don't hesitate to hang out with him, he is really a mouse.

He suddenly touched the dragon-shaped badge in his pocket.

To be honest, Pan Hongsheng really doesn't want to rely on this kind of thing to deal with things. This badge represents a kind of shelter, a kind of shelter from the old man.

Although he has been working for the old man since he was a child, in fact, the old man has always been his patron saint and silently shielded him from the wind and rain.

In a word, rely on yourself or others?

He finally put away the badge and said silently in his heart: I will never use this unless I have to!

He suddenly remembered the old man's previous teachings: No matter who the other party is, as long as he is, don't be feared!

Of course, this kind of teaching is accompanied by the beating of the bamboo pole and the fierce slap of the soles of the shoes, but Pan Hongsheng remembered it.

Pan Hongsheng smiled and put the dragon-shaped badge in a box and put it in the deepest part of the cabinet.

"Big boss, Zhao Tianguang's information has arrived!" Zhang Bowen broke into his office with sweat on his head, holding a black USB flash drive in his hand: "I bought this for a lot of money!"

"I don't know how to knock on the door before entering?" Pan Hongsheng glanced at Zhang Bowen in a daze, took the USB flash drive with a smile, and toss it out of the window!

"Ah?!" Zhang Bowen put his hands into his mouth: "What are you doing?"

"I don't need this..." Pan Hongsheng stood up and shrugged his neck and moved his neck: "I don't need to know who he is. Since he got into trouble, let's play with him to the end!"

Zhang Bowen's eyes immediately became watery: "Brother, you are so handsome, but you should know that the two avs you asked me to find are also in it..."

"..."

"Then let's wait like this? It doesn't seem to be a good idea..." Zhang Bowen's sweat on his face sucked his nose: "If you don't kill him, he will kill us."

"Call the black scorpion," Pan Hongsheng exhaled deeply: "This guy must be idle and uncomfortable. Let him have fun."

When Xiao Wei appeared at the high-speed toll station on the outskirts of the capital, the bus was already full of people.

The first burly man sitting on the left is Feng Xin. He is one of the best fighters in the special brigade. He once won the first place in the national martial arts competition. What he practiced is the long-lost "chopping leg". Although this name is ordinary, Tang Long, who was famous in the black market boxing in the 1980s, used more than 300 opponents. What? It's this kind of "chopping legs"! Tang Long does have his own people. There are many rumors about him, but all the people who talk about him are amazed by his shark teeth-like leg cutting! Many black market boxers who were going to fight against him actually hired gunmen to attack him in order to survive.

Chopping legs is a kind of real traditional martial arts. It softens the rigid and practical leg methods such as Tan's legs, the north legs, and the Ma family's serial legs. It pays attention to kicking the opponent's key points at an incredible angle at a very fast speed. Its power is like a knife and an axe. As long as the opponent touches a little bit, it is not dead or injured!

On the right side of Feng Xin is a small man, extremely obscene and thin. He is carefully wiping his knife.

He is Han Chuang. Although he is not thin and small in appearance, he actually makes a good short knife. It is said that he has tried to cut things with a double short knife compared with the speed of spiral pulp, but he won with a weak advantage! His double knife skill is a family martial art, and his origin is unknown.

Sitting at the far end and assembling a long gun is Fu Yu. He is a special soldier from the south and once worked as a special policeman. Although his close combat skills are mediocre, his shooting skills are extremely accurate, and his eyesight is better than that of a cat. He once showed his skills in many rescue operations. One shot through the obstacle and hit the robber's critical point fatally, and countless evil spirits died under his gun!

The last guy occupies all the remaining space in the carriage. His body is almost disproportionately disproportionate. His big belly is huge, and the fat on his body is stacked. He is Niu Dakui, a warrior called the "Bronze Statue" in the army. He loves to eat, sleep, and likes to join in the fun. Originally, he is not very familiar with Xiao Wei. But he was followed by the rest of the people. At this time, he slept in a daze, but he knew that he was going to do things for others. He didn't know what he wanted to do and why he did it. He didn't know at all.

It was Xiao Wei himself who drove the car. As a guard and driver of the political commissar, he was used to mastering the steering wheel and obeying people's orders, but today he himself mastered the direction.

The toll collector at the toll station was a young girl. As soon as he saw that the money was handed over by a handsome soldier, he immediately blushed.

Xiao Wei also noticed the change in the temperature and heartbeat of the other party's face, and his tense heart eased a little...