City Marshal

Wen Jinrong felt that he was [-]% sure of dealing with Chutian!There was a gleam of light in the old man's muddy eyes, and he waved his hands and replied, "Jin Rong, don't underestimate the enemy. Although it is said that a strong dragon can't overwhelm a snake, the dragon of Chutian is no small thing. *Boss, with Guoan and Shuaijun in his hands, looking around the world, who can match him?" "If he hadn't injured Zixian and severed his finger Zilan, I wouldn't have confronted him so soon!"

"Although the storyteller is very likely to kill him, we have to be prepared!"

It has always been Wen Sheng's principle to be prepared with both hands. Although he has seen countless storms and waves, and even survived the reshuffle of several family raids and exterminations, he has never relaxed. His most frequent mantra is: All eggs cannot be put in one basket.

Wen Jinrong thought about it for a while, and showed the scheming of the superior: "Master, I think we should take advantage of the time when the scholar is dealing with Chutian, and combine black and white forces to crush the handsome army. The dignitaries report to the central government about Chutian!"

"Such a multi-headed attack, Chutian will be difficult to deal with!"

"Perhaps because of this haggard heart and mind, it's easier for the scholar to take his life!"

The old man waved his hand lightly, then picked up his teacup and said with a smile: "Jin Rong, your position is so smooth that you can't see through some things. As far as I know, our long-standing ally Su Tianxia let his granddaughter Susu , and the rich and powerful children of the circle went to the Chengdu Hotel to beg Chutian!"

Wen Jinrong nodded: "I know this, they are under pressure from Chutian!"

"I also believe that the rich and powerful in Chengdu will hate Chutian even more because of this!"

The old man put down the cup in his hand, and made a compression movement with both hands: "A spring, if you press it lightly, it will shrink and bounce higher, but if you press it with a hammer, the whole spring will stick. Together, not only will they not bounce, but they will lose all their elasticity!"

Speaking of this, the old man added lightly: "If the rich and powerful in Chengdu really hate Chutian, then it is feasible for you to unite with them to deal with it; but now they are not hatred, but fear. Do you know what fear is? It means that they will fight Chutian when they see Chutian. Shaking, can you join them?" "Maybe they will betray you to make Chu Tian happy!"

Wen Jinrong's complexion changed slightly, and it was indeed the truth when he thought about it deeply. If those dignitaries were not afraid of Chutian, why would they go to the hotel to beg and beg in shame and conspicuously?He slapped his head and replied: "These melons, at the critical moment, even abandoned Lao Tzu and turned to the enemy..." The old man exhaled a long breath, and replied with a chuckle: "It's not their fault. First of all, our Wen family has not expressed our position from the beginning to the end. We are also afraid of Chutian, and secondly, Chutian is in charge of national security to investigate their backgrounds, if he is really business-like, no one will survive!"

"So it's the best policy for Su Tianxia to ask his granddaughter to kneel and beg!"

Hearing the old man's analysis, a wry smile crossed Wen Jinrong's face: "We held back, originally we didn't want Chutian to find an excuse to attack us, so Zi Xian and Zi Lan's hatred endured, but who knew it was treated as a sitter?" To reap the benefits of being a fisherman, and push the allies to the Chutian camp!"

"This is really sad; maybe I should talk to Su Tianxia!"

"Grandpa, I'm going fishing!"

The old man was about to speak when an immature child's voice abruptly interrupted his thoughts. Hearing this sound, the old man's skinny old face stretched out a kind of smile unique to the old man. He turned around and hugged him. An eight or nine-year-old girl hugged her in her arms and smiled, "Oh, Ziyan, are you here?" The girl in a white dress hugged the old man's neck, pointed to the sky and said, "Grandpa, The weather is fine, I want to go fishing and catch butterflies, do you have time to accompany me? If not, I will go to Brother Zixian, no, I don’t want him, he keeps talking foul and scares the fish away.”

"Ziyan, come down, Dad is talking to Grandpa."

With a straight face, the man raised his finger and said, "Besides, Grandpa needs to rest, how can he accompany you around for a stroll!"

The little girl pouted, obviously not paying attention to the man's "warning", and her arrogance was naturally something to rely on. Sure enough, the old man spoke up and said, "I'm playing with Ziyan, you'd better go back Arrange for Zixian and Zilan to leave Chengdu, and the flames of war will spread everywhere!"

"Tell them both, if we have nothing to do, we will find them!"

"If there is no news, never come back!"

The old man's words were resounding. After more than ten years of silence, the old man who used to call the wind and rain in Sichuan finally showed his majesty and domineering. Wen Jinrong's face was not good. He didn't understand why the old man would do this. This is a very demoralizing preparation!After thinking about it for a while, he said angrily, "Old man, why don't we be the son of a bitch?" "Tolerate all the hatred? Chu Tian won't step on it again, right?" The old man glanced at his son helplessly, but his tone remained the same. Keeping calm: "Although Zixian and Zilan encountered misfortune, they were the first to cause the incident. Chutian was forced to fight back later. If it was for the sake of the Wen family, I would naturally swallow this anger and apologize to him!"

"But how do I explain to the Zhou family?" At this point, his eyes lit up: "You can sit in the position of deputy mayor, and the Wen family can call the wind and rain in Sichuan. Do you really think I am the only one? You How naive! Without the secret support of Mr. Zhou and his father, we would be bleeding like rivers during the shuffle!"

"Don't forget which side you are supporting when you are passionate!"

The old man stared at his son like a knife, "Back then, if the Zhou family hadn't called in time to tell the central government to dispatch troops to suppress the troublemakers and let me stop you in the capital in time, you would have been crushed by tanks at Tiananmen. Meat sauce, the Wen family will also be sent to the eighteenth level of hell because of you!"

Wen Jinrong's cold sweat soared, recalling that year, he immediately fell silent like a chilling cicada!In which year, he was passionate, he was crazy, he wanted freedom and democracy!So I also ran to the capital to join the student union, but was dragged back to Sichuan by the old man at the last 500 meters. He was still indignant and even went on a hunger strike to protest. Now looking back, it's fucking nonsense!No matter how hot the blood is, no matter how crazy the slogan is, they are all floating clouds in front of the guns.

Seeing his son lower his head, the old man softened his tone: "Today the Zhou family was checkmate-killed by Chu Tian because of the treasure, and it will be difficult to recover from the sidelines; now that Chu Tian came to Sichuan and injured his son, I want to be a benefactor and a Wen family." Ask for justice, but you let me be a shrinking turtle?" "You let me go to the underworld, what old face do I have to see the old Zhou?" The old Zhou he was talking about was Zhou Houde's father!The old man waved his hand lightly, touched his granddaughter's head and said, "So even though Chutian is very powerful, I still want to avenge the Zhou family. I, Wen Sheng, have worked hard in Sichuan for more than half a century, and I still have some strength. Give it a go, there should be a five or six point chance of winning!"

In the latter sentence, the old man seemed to be comforting his son, but also seemed to be speaking to himself!Finally, he pointed to his granddaughter and said, "Ziyan can stay in Chengdu. You and your wife can take her to various occasions when you have time. This can not only give the little girl a little more knowledge, but also reassure the Wen family and prevent them from seeing you." Sending away Zixian and Zilan and the morale of the army is shaken, that would be bad!"

"Zixian Zilan's excuse for going out is that she was seriously injured and went to the United States for medical treatment!"

Wen Jinrong nodded, turned and walked out the door!The sun in the sky was just in the sky, but he felt a sense of sadness!At this moment, in a remote farm on the outskirts of Chengdu, in the old courtyard of Sihe, fallen leaves are rustling, a man of unknown age is sitting on the floor playing the piano, his fingers are beating elegantly on the strings, and notes are flowing through his fingertips Come out, the sultry echoes in the empty courtyard! "There is no suitable rhyme for vulgarity, and sex is love for hills."

"Fall into the dust net by mistake, and go for 30 years."

"Birds love the old forest, fish in the pond think about the old abyss!"

At the end of the song, the man playing the piano stood up, and the westward sun just poured on his elegant and indifferent face, as if it had been coated with a layer of metallic luster. His eyes were as deep as the sea, making it impossible to see the depth. Then he looked at a young man walking to the side, and said lightly, "Anu, take my sword!"

"I'm not at home these two days, remember to water the chrysanthemums on the windowsill!"

The young man lowered his head slightly, and replied respectfully: "Yes!"