Kung Fu Soldier King

A box of Cuban cigars, a cigar knife, a cigar lighter. A bottle of whisky, a low ball cup, a bucket of ice, a can of soda.

This is what Xiao Yan takes almost everywhere he goes. There are these things in his car, his room and his office.

People who practice martial arts should avoid smoking and alcohol, but he is different. He needs these things to make him think. And the hard years on the battlefield made him deeply infected with these bad habits.

He was also very pleased to have solved Qin Xiaowu's problem. As long Feiyan said, even in a desperate situation, he has a different identity, has his own contacts and power.

Even if he falls down tomorrow, he can do what he wants to do today, but he leaves a lot of regrets.

Forget it, tomorrow is the time to announce fate. No matter how they decide, Lao Tzu has already had a way to deal with it. Give him another chance, he still won't be tied up, only beat Li Yubin a few more times.

There are really few opportunities for such three generations.

"Lao Jiu, I didn't take the towel. It's on the door handle. You can take it in for me." Luo Hong's voice came out in the bathroom.

Xiao Yan poured down the wine in the cup, and a wicked smile arose at the corners of his mouth. Luo Hong is always so enthusiastic. Today, she was a little depressed because of something, but now leaving a towel outside has become her best breakthrough.

Between men and women, it is easy to produce strangers after long absence. As long as we are more honest and have zero contact, that layer of estrangement will disappear.

He took off all his clothes, held his amazing uniform figure, pushed the door with a towel and went in.

In the hazy fog, the figure in the ground glass is concave and convex.

As soon as the glass door of the bathroom opened, a hot, wet body pasted up. Xiao Yanshun threw away the towel, held the willow waist of the man in front of him and pasted it on the wall.

"You dead ghost, finally know to come to see others!" Luo Hong's sad voice whispered.

Xiao Yan lifted her chin and said softly, "business is busy. It's not easy to be free this time. Don't be angry, will you?"

"That depends on how you compensate others?" Luo Hong raised her eyes and looked at him charming.

Xiao Yan licked his lips, bowed his head and kissed.

……

Yanjing Xishan Laogan Bureau, where old people can often be seen walking in and out, often carrying a bird cage and a radio playing Beijing opera, shaking forward step by step.

People passing by are supposed to impatiently bypass these old people and then leave quickly.

But no one did so. They waited respectfully for the old man to leave, and then hurried to their own affairs.

There is no other reason, because these old people, who casually put forward one, used to be veteran cadres at or above the ministerial level. At the very least, he is also a person with ministerial treatment.

Their living environment is very good. There is not even a ten meter high chimney nearby. In this polluted city, there are only birds, flowers and trees.

Some old men in the Laogan bureau are exercising, some are playing chess, and some are bragging about their bravery when they were young. But most of them have white hair and beard, but they are full of spirit. After meeting, everyone waved and called one after another.

A car with Guoxi car license came in, and everyone turned around and looked at it.

"Which old man is coming again? Today is really a busy day. I heard that Lao Li Tou is coming."

"Don't you know? Lao Li's grandson was beaten. It's said that a hairy boy in Guoan did it."

"What else? Needless to say, it must be Lao Luo. He came to wipe his own ass."

"Lao Luo is also pitiful. Everyone has been idle for so many years. He has enjoyed the happiness of his family for so long, and he is still held back."

"What do you know? Now we are in charge of the family, but we are his disciples. We can't leave him. I think he is going to die in the post of national security."

“……”

As soon as the door opened, Su Qingming jumped down. After opening a door, Luo bowed down.

He leaned on a crutch in his hand, which was much weaker than when Xiao Yan saw him in the autumn. This is because of the weather. What the old man fears most is winter.

"Elder brothers, didn't you go to Hainan for vacation? I heard Lao Zhou won't come back comfortable." Luo shouted to a group of old people.

"Go home and spend the new year with the children. I said Lao Luo, can you not be so utilitarian? It's time to rest!" the old men over there are not big or small with Lao Luo, and everyone said everything.

After saying hello to several people, old Luo walked inside and sighed, "rest? I'm afraid I'll have to wait until I close my eyes. A group of dead old men don't worry about it one by one. All those who celebrate the new year have to come and say good words."

Su Qingming smiled and said nothing. He really didn't know how to interrupt. Along the way, the old man complained several times.

While complaining that old man Li's grandson was not sensible and was obviously used, Xiao Yan went to the investigation post to obtain the Silver Lion medal.

The other side complained that long Lao didn't stare at Xiao Yan and made him do things unimportant. And Li Yubin checked it when he was in the military region. He thought it should be strangled in the bud.

But what surprised Su Qingming was that Luo didn't complain about Xiao Yan's mistakes from beginning to end. They all know that the old man loves Xiao Yan and values Xiao Yan.

However, you should always scold for causing so much trouble? But Luo Lao didn't say it all the time. He just kept explaining. He couldn't chill Xiao Laojiu's heart.

He even left a confidential document for him to pass on to Huo Bingkun once the negotiation failed.

As Luo Lao's secretary, he knew very well what the document was without guessing.

It must have helped Xiao Yan leave the country! He won't let anyone destroy this patriotic young man.

Just thinking, as soon as the curtain was picked, Luo Lao had walked into the director's office. Later, the elder brothers met in the director's office. There is a stove here. It's warm. It's more popular than heating.

Gather around and bake your hands, then cook some wine, warm it with hot water, and eat the dog meat. In hot weather, you're going to open your jacket.

As soon as he entered the door, a red faced old man sitting in the front raised his eyes, looked at them and found that it was Luo Lao. Not only didn't get up to say hello, but also turned over, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

"Luo Lao, please, please!" the director next to him smiled awkwardly and quickly welcomed Luo Lao in.

After sitting down, Luo waved. Su Qingming took out a computer and connected it to the LCD in the office. After a few operations, an old man with ruddy face and white hair appeared on the screen.

The red faced old man lying in the armchair was excited. He sat up and shouted, "old dragon, you're a dog. You're not dead yet?"

"Lao Li, your boy is not dead yet. He is in good health. I thought he was going to hell." in the video, long Lao's voice was masochistic.

Mr. long and Mr. Li have carried guns together. Mr. Luo used to do intelligence, so the old guy bought Mr. Long's account, but not Mr. Luo's.