My mech is too self-disciplined

Chapter 208 The Strange Death

After the death of his father, he gave away the house, and Sun Ping smiled and wiped away all grievances...

That is impossible.

In a large villa in Beijiang City, a group of masters from Yong'an are discussing countermeasures.

"Xu Jiang, what you did just now was a bit reckless." Old man Mo from the Martial Arts Association was the first to express his opinion.

This time, Yong'an's mission included all major forces, and the Military Council was led by Mo Laotou.

Although he is Uncle Lei's friend and loves Xu Jiang's house and Wu, but this time he was indeed a little reckless.

Express your opinion as soon as you get off the plane, making their situation passive.

Although this coercion made Sun Wen give in, and his momentum was refreshed, but in terms of position, he was at a disadvantage.

It stands to reason that those who come here want to have both sides, and seek benefits from the cracks.

What Xu Jiang did was tantamount to standing on Sun Wen's side. It was conceivable that the city lord of Northern Xinjiang would definitely attack them and would not be able to do enough to seek money in the future.

But Xu Jiang didn't care.

"What you're saying is as if we don't have anything to do with each other, so they won't be on guard against us."

Xu Jiang didn't want to explain, but it was really hard for a group of old guys to block him in the study.

Regardless of conspiracy or conspiracy, being able to play with the enemy in the palm of one's hands is a conspiracy.

It is impossible for him to stay here for a long time, and using Yangmou is the most efficient.

But this group of old guys couldn't understand it. In their eyes, Xu Jiang cooperated with Sun Ping and the other party presented a luxury villa. This is not a good intention.

Instead, they were lifted to the bright side to attract the firepower of the northern city lord.

"What if the city lord arranges people to embarrass us?" Old man Mo gave a very simple example.

Xu Jiang spread his hands and was about to explain when Old Man Mo's communicator lit up.

[Report, team leader Ying Xiaoxiao has clashed with the city army in Beijiang City, and a fight has already begun. 】

【what!Already fighting? 】

[Yes, a passer-by threw an egg at Team Leader Ying, and Team Leader Ying hit it back with his backhand.The city defense army came to persuade them to fight, and they fought together. 】

If she can do it, she won't push her too much. Why did Ying Xiaoxiao, who is usually such a gentle girl, suddenly become violent?

No, Ying Xiaoxiao went out under Xu Jiang's order, so Xu Jiang must have had special instructions.

All of a sudden, everyone looked over.

Xu Jiang rolled his eyes on the spot.

These elders are cognitively handicapped again. How can you tell that Ying Xiaoxiao is a good wife and mother?

It was she who came to me and said she was going to rob, so I just nodded, blame me?
Xu Jiang supported his head helplessly, and lazily replied: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"It's okay? This is someone else's territory! If things get serious, we'll be in trouble."

"Making trouble? I want to make trouble too, but does the Lord of Beijiang dare to make trouble?" Xu Jiang replied disdainfully.

Law is based on power.

With the strength of Yong'an's visit this time, even if the city lord of Northern Xinjiang had ten guts, he would not dare to start a full-scale war.

At most, it is to find an excuse to embarrass them, and after a reprimand, they will be deported.

As for Sun Ping, it is impossible to let it go. He needs Yong'an to withstand the firepower, and he will definitely come forward to make a rescue.

After going back and forth, big things become small, and small things become nothing. Is there still a problem?
"But it doesn't make sense to us, does it? Do you really want to help Sun Ping gain power?" Someone raised an objection after pondering for a while.

Xu Jiang returned the idiot's eyes directly: "I help Sun Ping? Go and ask Sun Ping if he believes it or not."

His rhetorical question left the doubters speechless.

Indeed, Xu Jiang is notoriously insidious and cunning. Will he work hard for others?The sun comes out in the west.

Just as he was thinking, his subordinate sent another communication request, and old man Mo quickly connected.

【how's it going? ?Did something happen to Ying Xiaoxiao? 】

[No, there is nothing wrong there, someone helped us out, it's just...]

[Just what are you talking about! 】

[It's just that there are suddenly a lot of supplies in our villa.Rumor has it that where the conflict broke out, all the shops along the street were stolen. 】

Crowd: ? ? ?
No good thing, who would do it? Ying Xiaoxiao came to Xu Jiang in high spirits, borrowing from Little Bear.

Take the little bear for a walk, and whoever provokes her, she will make a big move immediately, scaring away all the people along the street, and then let the little bear run in to search.

Afterwards, there will be no evidence of death. Anyway, with Sun Ping helping to wipe his ass, there is no pressure at all. Ying Xiaoxiao is a professional in robbery.

In the study room, everyone looked at each other a few times. Although they didn't understand the specific operation, it seemed that it was really beneficial?
Of course, there are gains, but it does not mean that the plan is feasible.

Uncle Lei on the side couldn't help asking out his worries: "It's good to have something to gain, but if this happens, northern Xinjiang will be completely chaotic!"

Xu Jiang took the lead in madness, and the city lord of Northern Xinjiang would definitely counterattack in the same way. Once he came and went, the bystanders might also join the battle.

When this matter comes to an end, it may be a big scuffle, and it will be difficult for anyone to end at that time.

"Things here have long since ended badly."

Xu Jiang's voice suddenly became low, and he didn't say anything clearly, but it is impossible to think that the purpose of Xu Jiang's order to come here is really to mourn.

The chaos in the northern border city was already inevitable.

Da da da!
There was a knock on the door, and the little secretary Linlin pushed the door open with a dozen documents in her arms.

"Everyone, people from Beijiang have sent news that we can go to the mourning hall to express our condolences."

"Okay, let's go right away."

……

Regardless of whether everyone has their own ghosts, if Sun Wenzhan died, there will still be mourning at the official ceremony.

Xu Jiang, who was the leader, also wore a black suit and led the team.

The conflict between them is just a microcosm of this era of catastrophe. It is the main theme of this era to be successful without compromise. There is no difference between right and wrong.

However, Sun Wenzhan has led the West Eighth War Zone for 20 years, and he has indeed guarded the safety of one side of the northern border. This is a feat worthy of respect.

Looking at the past half a month, there are still people mourning for him at the gate of the mourning hall, which shows his high prestige.

It's a pity that Sun Wenzhan, who is old and has a son, loves Sun Ping too much, and has a reputation of being unsafe at the end of the festival, which is embarrassing.

But now, everyone is dead, in order to stabilize the various families, his filial son doesn't even dare to bury him, it's really sad.

Xu Jiang brought everyone from Yong'an to Sun Wenzhan's villa.

The white cloth spirit banners are only used as decorations, and more importantly, they are the defensive restrictions one by one.

It seems that Sun Ping's life is not easy after his father's death!With so many defensive restrictions, that kid is really afraid of death.

Stepping into the gate of the manor, there are many people standing bustlingly in the garden and by the pool, one or two whispering, looking at Xu Jiang's people from time to time, it seems that few of the outside mourners are sincere.

Xu Jiang was very sincere, he was sincere, and wanted to see what that dead ghost Sun Wenzhan looked like.

He is ready for tears, and when he thinks back on the old dog he used to raise, he should be able to squeeze out a tear or two.

However, this seemingly simple condolence trip turned out to be unexpected.

I saw Sun Wenzhan's body frozen in a giant ice coffin.

On the body of the corpse, strange tree patterns appeared.

He read it right, it wasn't a corpse spot, but a tree pattern, like a withered old tree, cracked and festered.

The corpse's eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, as if the body of flesh and blood was slowly evolving towards dead wood.

In Xu Jiang's mind, a rumor that he heard on the road flashed: Sun Wenzhan, he will die badly.

(End of this chapter)