Son of Heaven

Chapter 95: General Alliance, Wang Haiquan

The car sped forward all the way, passed through the streets congested with traffic, passed the hustle and bustle of the crowd, and left behind the densely packed high-rise buildings in the distance. An hour later, it arrived at a quiet place in the suburbs.

There are beautiful mountains and clear waters here, clear lakes and green willows, and it is a beautiful scenery.On the bank of an artificial lake, the car stopped. In the distance, there is a huge private house, covering an area of ​​one hectare. Inside the private house is a forest of fruit trees, red flowers and green willows. Countless unknown fruits are hanging on the branches in bright red. is likable.

Here is the private residence of Wang Haiquan, the supreme controller of the dark order in the country and the president of the General League.

The life of this old man is a legendary life. He founded the National Federation at the age of 37. Until now, after more than [-] years of trials and hardships, the Federation is almost the same age as the Republic.His experience is enough to write a book that is too thick to be moved. [

Now, the old man is sitting by the Green Willow Lake, alone in a wheelchair, with a blanket covering his legs, staring at a group of egrets that sometimes fly up and down on the lake for a long time, silent, not knowing what he is thinking .

"Brother, Xiao Chenzi is here." Yu Zhanyuan quietly walked behind Wang Haiquan, supported the handle of his wheelchair, and said in a low voice.

"Well, let him come over." Wang Haiquan nodded, and Yu Zhanyuan quickly waved to Liang Chen who was in the distance. Liang Chen walked over in a few steps, and when he reached Wang Haiquan, he bowed and said, "President, hello."

For this old man who has created a miracle that most people can only look up to in this life, Liang Chen sincerely pays respects and worships.

"You don't have to be so restrained." Wang Haiquan smiled gently, raised his hand lightly and said.

Liang Chen raised his head, and stood half-bowed in front of Wang Haiquan, looking at the old man carefully. His face was clear and bright, his eyes were still very young, and he did not appear to be 90 years old.Especially those eyes, which were as deep as the sea, which condensed nearly a century of vicissitudes and experience, when Liang Chen faced these eyes, he was momentarily absent-minded, as if he was facing a century-long scroll. Historical picture scroll - a picture scroll of wind and rain rivers and lakes.

"It's good that you're still alive." Wang Haiquan said with a smile, his expression very relieved.

"Thank you, President, for your concern, Xiao Chenzi is very frightened." Liang Chen said hastily.Although Yu Zhanyuan was by his side, and Wang Haiquan said just now that he didn't have to be cautious, he was still involuntarily nervous, just like the feeling he had when he first met General Qiu.

Maybe they have different identities and different positions, but the disdainful temperament that they occasionally reveal is exactly the same.

"You came to see me, why?" Wang Haiquan stared at the young man quietly, without saying a word for a long time, and asked lightly when Liang Chen's heart beat faster and his palms were involuntarily squeezed into cold sweat.

He didn't ask too much about Liang Chen, but went straight to the point, without even going through the door. Liang Chen was a little caught off guard by this way of questioning like a surprise attack by an airborne soldier.

"I, I want to report something to Chairman Wang." Liang Chen said carefully.He clearly knew what kind of person he was in front of him, he was a person who was used to seeing bloody storms and killing decisively.If there is a little carelessness, I am afraid that there will be no place for burial.He is now walking a tightrope, betting on the toughness of the tightrope and his own luck.And Wang Haiquan's unknown attitude is the toughness of the steel wire.