"Xiao Yezi, come to see this." Song Beichuan reached out to pick up a photo from a file bag.

Ye Ting took the photo and stared at the object in the photo for a moment, his mouth opened and could be the size of an egg.

"What is this? Terminator? Batman's chariot? This is so cool." The photo shows the mysterious motorcycle in the Toroya Province. There is no boy who doesn't like this chariot full of futuristic technology.

Huge tires, airtight protective cover, white body, and exaggerated weapons at the front of the vehicle.

Song Beichuan smiled and said, "How is it? Be excited! But it is this weapon that captured Donglin, the largest power in Huyuan Province, in less than half a day. Just imagine, if this perverted weapon suddenly comes to Jingxian Province and confronts us, who is more likely to win in this case?"

Ye Ting shook his head and said, "It is very unlikely that we can win if we can defeat Donglin for half a day."

Song Beichuan nodded and said, "The key to the matter is here. The moment I received the information, I retreated your two troops. If this happens, I will definitely let you continue to stay in Huyuan Province and be ready to attack various forces at any time. However, we know too little about this thing. If we act rashly, we will probably suffer a great loss."

"The key is here, but it's not a solution for us to sit here and wait for death."

Song Beichuan nodded. It seemed that Ye Ting, a little guy, had indeed grown up and had already understood the principle of preparing for the future. In this era, any force has infinite ambitions and wished to take the world into his pocket and become the king.

So don’t be lucky. This mysterious unit will definitely come, and there is not much time left for yourself.

"I already have a solution." Song Beichuan waved his hand and signaled Ye Ting to come to the front of the map and pointed to one of the places.

"Shanzuo Province?" Ye Ting thought for a while and said, "Do you want to occupy Shanzuo Province first?"

"It's not considered an occupation. We can't eat such a large piece of cake now, but it's still more than enough to send an army to interfere with them and make them have no time to clone them."

Because the largest force in Shanzuo Province is now the Cangling Party, and behind the Cangling Party happens to be entangled with Song Beichuan, the Qingshankou Group has been unable to hang out with Song Beichuan. The Yamaguchi Group has supported the local forces of Huaqing Kingdom, with the ultimate goal of dealing with Song Beichuan.

What Song Beichuan studied was that instead of waiting for death, it was better to take the initiative and harass them first, or be lucky, and the people there were very weak combat power. If they could occupy it, even if the people from Huyuan Province fought, they would not have to be afraid, and they would have room for maneuver.

"What should I do in the province of Huyuan?"

"I have sent Ruan Qingyi to stay there, and with his ability, I should be able to find some valuable things."

"It's better to send me there!" Because Ye Ting had just been promoted to the leadership of the group, it was a good time to make achievements, and at this time he should take advantage of the victory. It would be better to take the initiative to volunteer now.

But Song Beichuan shook his head and said, "I'll go in person."

"What?" Ye Ting even thought his ears were broken.

"You heard it right, I'm going to go in person."

"Who will guard the base here?" Ye Ting asked.

"Fatty can handle it, and I miss the feeling of being on the battlefield." Song Beichuan looked up at the ceiling and said softly.

Ye Ting could only nod his head helplessly. At this time, Feng Xiuqing said outside the door: "You two won't come out again. I'll lock you two in when you study the work matters!"

Song Beichuan whispered to Ye Ting: "What I want to go to the war must be kept confidential."

Then he walked out of the door, with a smile on his face and said, "Look at you, I can't say a few words to Ye Ting."

Ye Gong smiled maliciously on the table and said, "Don't take our Ye Ting apart."

Song Beichuan was about to refute, but suddenly recalled that it had been a long time since she was lying on the same bed with Song Qian. I wonder if she was still fine now, why was she so stupid at the beginning and left at the time.

Ye Gong thought he was serious and said, "Keichuan, I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously."

"No, I just remembered what happened before."

After drinking and eating, Song Beichuan told Feng Xiuqing that he would not come tonight or something. Every few days, Song Beichuan would not sleep at home. As for where he ran, she knew, but she didn't say it out loud. She also knew that if Song Beichuan's personality was only facing one woman, he would collapse. He knew that there was only that woman without a name.

Song Beichuan left the house by going to see Ye Gong and his family off.

Walking on the dim road, Song Beichuan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and came to the door of a room.

He gently knocked on the door of the house, speeding up smoking.

When she opened the door, she happened to finish smoking the cigarette in her hand. Song Beichuan took a look at the face that opened the door.

She is already thirty years old, but there are not many wrinkles on her face. This is the result of proper maintenance on weekdays. She has short hair and the color is always uncertain. She likes to fiddle with her hair. Her living conditions are much better now, so she naturally feels more leisurely.

He stepped on the cigarette in his hand and said to the woman: "Yueyi, I'm here."

Qiao Yueyi squeezed out a smile and said, "Why do you think of me today?"

Song Beichuan walked into the house and looked around the clean and tidy house. Although she often painted very charmingly and exaggeratedly, she was by no means a woman who was glamorous and sloppy behind her. On the contrary, it became very simple after her.

There were no dolls or small decorations in the room, only a dining table, dressing table, a bed, and a bookcase. There were several books scattered in it, all given to her by Song Beichuan. After all, there are no TV programs for people to enjoy now.

She was also a very conservative person and didn't want to change something new. She was wearing the familiar royal blue nightgown, which outlined the curves of her body in a very good manner.

"Why are you thinking about coming tonight?" Qiao Yueyi said.

"I just want to come."

"I won't accompany my wife and children?"

Song Beichuan shook his head, changed the topic and said, "What did you eat tonight?"

"It's not easy to maintain a woman's body shape with a little vegetable salad. Just think about it, no matter how good you maintain it, it's just a cheaper one."

Song Beichuan hugged her and said, "Who do you think is a stinky man!"

Qiao Yueyi gasped and said unwillingly: "It's you."

He smiled gently, picked her up, came to the bedroom, and threw it on the bed.

Song Beichuan pounced on her like a wolf and began to kiss Qiao Yueyi's delicate neck. Her neck was like a white swan in the lake, slender and smooth, and her hands kept wandering around her. The big place was big, and the small place was small enough.

Qiao Yueyi smiled and said, "It's so itchy."

Then they were burning with desire and began to kiss Song Beichuan constantly. Soon, their clothes were removed from each other, leaving only two white bodies on the bed.

Half an hour later, Song Beichuan lit a cigarette, and Qiao Yueyi, who was wrapped around him, also used the most intimate way. The two cigarettes were paired together in the front, as if they were kissing with cigarettes, which was also Qiao Yueyi's favorite method.

"You are still the same and never like to use a lighter." Song Beichuan waited for her to light the cigarette and said with a smile.

"You can't do it, the time has been much shorter."

Song Beichuan's old face turned red and said, "The key is quality. Are you uncomfortable?"

Qiao Yueyi arched her head into his arms and said, "Comfortable."

Song Beichuan touched her light golden hair, looking like a daisy in autumn, and there were small strawberries kissed by himself on her slender neck.

"Don't Huogaki Province plans to attack?"

Song Beichuan nodded and said, "No, it's just that it's not the time."

"I still remember that you once said that if you restore the territory of Huaqing and rebuild a complete country, you will marry me."

"I thought you didn't care about your status."

"I want to get married too."

"Well, I'll do what I say."

"Then what are you going to do next and which force do you want to attack?"

"Shanzuo Province." Song Beichuan believed her very much, and it would be fine if he told her such a military secret.

"You are planning to go in person."

He took a sip of the cigarette, but he did not deny it.

"I heard that the forces in Yamazuo Province seem to be supported by the Japanese."

"Yes, it seems you know a lot."

"After all, I am a cadre. If you ask me what, those men want to tell me all the time, and I think I have the potential to be a spy."

"You'd better forget it, I can't bear to leave it."

When Qiao Yueyi heard him say this, a warm current rose in her heart. She hugged his arm a little harder, and then said, "You must take care of yourself this time. You are no longer a young man. Don't show off in everything."

"I know, I'm not a child."

With the care of a woman, Song Beichuan felt as happy as if she was in heaven, without any trouble of loneliness. Moreover, the biggest difference between her and Feng Xiuqing is that she never cares about herself, no matter what decision she makes, no matter what right or wrong, she will support herself.

When he walked out of bed, he turned off the lights and returned to the bed again, one of his male parts became ferocious again.

"Do you still have the strength?" Song Beichuan asked with a wicked smile.

Qiao Yueyi nodded shyly.

Then the two of them had another joy.

The next morning, Song Beichuan took a shower at her place and went straight to the office. As soon as he arrived at the door, he encountered soldiers from the Hidden Army. He had obviously been waiting at the door for a long time.

When he saw Song Beichuan coming, he directly presented the file bag in his hand with both hands.

After taking the file bag, he asked, "What is this?"

The intelligence personnel of the Hidden Army replied: "This is the information sent by Team Leader Ruan, which is related to the mysterious forces in Huyuan Province."

Song Beichuan nodded and said, "Okay, I know."

"I have handed the intelligence documents to the governor in person and then surrendered." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left, and he could really be called "unseen without a trace." He took the mask and lost his name. After he brought it, he was like an ordinary person. He really didn't know how they adjusted their mentality.

But I am very satisfied with their work efficiency.

After taking a look at the file bag in my hand, I gradually fell into deep thought. What is the origin of this mysterious force?
Chapter completed!