The arrogance of the city

Chapter 575 Get out!
Li Futu didn't leave this courtyard again tonight, but standing in front of the window of the guest room, he didn't feel sleepy for a long time.

Everything he experienced tonight had a big impact on him.

Although the dean, who had been haunted all along, died, he felt that the enmity with the school had not dissipated, but had become more complicated.

The vice-principal's words clearly indicated that the founder or owner of the school did not want to see him staying in the capital, or more precisely, his existence would affect the interests of the other party.

But since I haven't returned for many years, who can I have a conflict of interest with?
After thinking about it, Li Futu only thought of one possibility, but this possibility was too unimaginable, and he couldn't make a definite judgment without seeing absolute evidence.

After thinking for a while, Li Futu temporarily put the question aside, and then remembered what Qin Polu said in the hall earlier.

It may be okay to sit and drink with one's mother's admirer, but whoever hears that he has an extra fiancée for no reason may not be able to calm down.

The figure brazenly drawing his sword in Jianghu Tower slowly emerged in Li Futu's mind.

……

"What? Didn't sleep well last night?"

When Li Futu walked out of the room the next day, he found that Qin Polu was already standing in the yard.

In fact, Li Futu, who didn't sleep much last night, shook his head lightly, glanced at Qin Polu, but didn't know how to address him for a while, and finally just said, "Let's go."

The western suburbs of Kyoto.

Lu Qishan.

Li Futu held a bouquet of lilies in his hands, and the closer he got to the tombstone, the heavier his steps became.

There is no magnificent scene stretching for thousands of miles, nor the steep scenery towering into the clouds, but it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, quiet and peaceful.

"No mother would really blame her child, and neither would she."

Qin Polu said softly, he seemed to be very familiar with this place, walking through a section of mountain road, two luxuriant cypress trees gradually appeared in front of the two of them under the cover of green hills.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The leaves can be evergreen,

Birth and death.

People don't live forever.

Walking between the two cypress trees, Qin Polu stopped, looked at the unremarkable tomb, and there was a gentle color in his eyes that never faded with time.

Li Futu paused slightly, then walked to the monument alone.

It seems that someone has already been here, and there are still black paper ash on the ground.

Li Futu bent down, put Lily down, and then slowly knelt down in front of the grave.

The tomb of Qingsi in the loving mother's hall is erected by the unfilial son Li Futu.

The red cinnabar, one stroke at a time, reveals three points of innocence, and at the same time outlines a monstrous resentment.

He stared at the photo on the tombstone, his vision gradually becoming blurred.

Mom, I miss you.

Qin Polu stood there with extremely complicated eyes.

I am afraid that many people are envious of this young man's current achievements and glory, but who can truly understand how tiring this child is in this world, staggering all the way to the present?
Some bitterness, some bitterness, I can't tell, I can't say enough.

The mountain wind blows, and the forest rustles, as if someone is whispering.

One of the two men was kneeling in front of the grave, and the other was standing behind. The atmosphere was extremely quiet.

At the foot of Qishan Mountain.

Two military off-road vehicles stopped, and a tall and straight man got out of the vehicle, looking at the mountain, a slight trance appeared in his firm eyes like iron.

"General, it's cold, add some clothes."

Behind him were four men, all dressed in casual clothes, with ordinary appearances, but their standing postures were as bold as javelins, exuding an unusually fierce aura.

The man surrounded by him raised his hand, stopped his subordinates from adding clothes to him, and then walked away.

The mountain road was winding, and his footsteps were never in a hurry, and the way he walked naturally revealed a soldier's iron breath.

A group of five people shuttled through the mountains and forests in silence.

As the two cypress trees gradually appeared in the field of vision, they also quickly saw a grave and two men kneeling and standing in front of the grave.

His temples were already a little gray, but the energetic man's eyes shrank, and his footsteps froze slightly, but he didn't stop after all.

There was a sound of footsteps, and the silence of the cemetery was broken.

Qin Polu frowned and turned around.

When he turned around, the eyes of the four men locked on him like lightning and thunder, and his whole body tensed up.

They are the most elite trump cards in the army. After the most stringent screening, they can be called one in a hundred thousand. The soldier king among the soldier kings is the guardian of this country. They have no names, only code names.

They perform the most difficult and dangerous tasks, guarding the security and stability of this country in places that the world will never see.

The outside world calls them Dragon Group.

Leaders describe them as weapons of the country!

Qin Polu glanced over the faces of several members of the dragon group, but he didn't seem to notice that they were unusual, and there was no fluctuation in their expressions.

His eyes shifted gradually, and finally fixed on the oldest man in the center.

There was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.

"Please leave."

"Qin Polu, this doesn't seem to be your private territory."

The man who was guarded by the four members of the dragon group recognized the core figures of the Qin family at a glance, but like Qin Polu, his expression was also calm.

His eyes didn't linger on Qin Polu's body for a long time, and quickly passed by, focusing on the tombstone.

More precisely.

Betting on the figure kneeling there blocking the tombstone.

With a blank expression on his face, he raised his footsteps.

Qin Polu's eyes were fixed, and his right hand was slowly clenched.

The four members of the dragon team had solemn expressions, and their Qi machine locked them tightly, waiting for them.

The two sides got closer and closer, and just when the two were about to face each other, the figure kneeling in front of the grave supported the ground with his hands and stood up slowly.

"You are not welcome here."

The voice is hollow, without any emotional fluctuations, like a lifeless machine.

The man frowned, but still didn't stop.

In front of the stele, the no longer weak figure finally turned around.

At that moment, the mountain wind suddenly became howling, and it hurt people's skin.

That gaze seemed to be projected from the netherworld, and it collided with the man's gaze without any concealment. It was dark and deep, as if it had annihilated all human emotions.

"roll."

The four dragon team members were shocked, and then furious.

Men are not only their leaders, but also paid countless for the whole country, and they are actually shouted out in front of their faces?
Compared with the four members of the dragon group, the man looked at Li Futu with a much calmer expression.

His name is Li Zhengrong.

The youngest general in the Dragon Kingdom.

The soul of the military.

And in the hearts of those senior generals in the army, more people like to call him... the one-word side-by-side king!

(End of this chapter)