Super Special Forces King

The old beggar came in anxiously. He had to come. He came and made breakfast.

If you can't eat, you have to eat, and if you dare to eat, you have to eat.

This time it was impossible to hide.

After the old beggar arrived here, the atmosphere was a little weird. The three of them sat there quietly eating breakfast, as if they were a group of old friends having a dinner together.

Yes, they were old friends more than ten years ago, but the relationship is too good to be good friends.

\"What are you looking at? It's cold, but I can't come?\"

General Wan looked up at the old beggar.

\"Okay, it's quite plentiful, good fortune!\" The old beggar went over and sat down.

The tableware and chopsticks are ready, so he picks up the chopsticks and eats.

The four people ate silently, and the atmosphere was even more weird. Everyone was thinking about things in their hearts. As for what they were eating, how could they still care?

Maybe they are waiting for someone to speak first.

After a while, the person who should speak first will speak first.

\"Qingyun likes to drink this white porridge the most. She cooks a pot every morning. It is the most delicious white porridge in the world. Xiaofeng drank half a bowl on the day when he was six months old. That was his first and last time! \"

Who else can say this kind of thing besides Zhang Dashan?

No one answered him.

Zhang Dashan continued: \"Dasen, if you have already let go of the past, I will take you to see your sister in a while, this is what she explained!\"

Murong Dasen, who was eating, said: "This porridge is still delicious by my sister! I really miss it."

\"In this case, come after you put the past down!\" Zhang Dashan said again.

Murong Dasen said: "Mr. Gusu, didn't anyone ever drank my sister's breakfast?"

\"Have drunk many times!\" The old beggar said:\"Your sister did something delicious!\"

The old beggar was still very careful when he said this, because he was worried that Murong Dasen would be offended.

\"Of course, this is what my sister taught me!\" Murong Dasen said regretfully:\" But I have cooked for nearly 30 years and still can't cook the taste of my sister. Why? Brother-in-law, tell me? \"

Zhang Dashan said: "Because that is your sister, there is no substitute, no one can cook her taste like that!"

\"Yes, my sister is irreplaceable!\" Murong Dasen suddenly roared: \"Impossible, she is irreplaceable!\"

Then he patted his chopsticks on the table, and the table made a loud noise.

The old beggars picked up the tableware and chopsticks in unison, and the table collapsed after Murong Dasen stood up and turned away.

\"Fortunately, okay, otherwise it would be wasted, what a good porridge!\" General Wan said in angrily.

Zhang Dashan sat there quietly, not going to see Murong Dasen like a fool, when the old beggar watched Murong Dasen leave in a daze, he didn't know what to say.

This matter still needs Zhang Dashan to start, so what did he ask himself to do just now? Are you here to help speak?

But I didn't say anything, did this porridge drink for nothing?

No, at least the old beggar is already on Murong Dasen's side now. What has he been asking for these years? Just to know where her sister was buried, such a request could not be met, it was too cruel for him.

It has been more than twenty years, how many twenty years are there in life?

He is too persistent.

\"Dashan, I think it's almost the same!\" The old beggar finally said.

General Wan looked at the old beggar. The old beggar didn't have much say in this matter. Why?

Because this is their family affair.

Zhang Dashan said: \"You can't violate Qingyun's meaning!\"

\"Hey, after so many years, he still can't let it go. Qingyun did this for the good of everyone!\" General Wan said.

\"Alright, wait until he is ready, and really let go of the past! \"The old beggar said:\"Also, are you still not going to see your old man?\"

Zhang Dashan said: \"Didn't he say that he is dead?\"

\"Hey...you family!\"

The old beggar reluctantly said that all the things back then should have been covered up in dust, and Murong Qingyun meant the same.

What is this called? Don't you interact with each other?

The only surviving person in the family has been maintaining the whole thing, trying to keep the matter in dust. There was no right or wrong in the past.

If you want to say something wrong, then it's the time. It's the time.

The old beggar went to work after eating breakfast. The big case that happened last night required him to close it, and now he is finally relieved.

Although there may be other people staring at this big cake, it is not a concern.

At the moment his plan is steadily advancing as long as Xing Jingjing can quickly put into work, the base project will have another breakthrough.

I don't know when Xing Jingjing will be able to work. Guo Xinghui is injured. She is heartbroken. It is estimated that she is not in good shape so quickly.

When the old beggar returned to the base, he had lost his mind about Murong Dasen in the morning, but was thinking about Xing Jingjing. She probably fell in love with Guo Xinghui.

Love is a double-edged sword. When used well, it is the most powerful force in the world. At the same time, it also has the strongest destructive force that can destroy people.

Of course, the old beggar hopes that Xing Jingjing's love is the former. This depends on Guo Xinghui.

However, Guo Xinghui did not obey his Mr. Gusu, but rather Zhang Feng, so he should go to Zhang Feng for this matter.

Zhang Feng became annoyed when the old beggar said this request.

"Okay, you old guy, the abacus has hit my brother. You really have you. Xinghui has been with her for a long time. Is this not enough?"

The old beggar said: "Just let him fall in love with Xing Jingjing, besides Xing Jingjing is also very beautiful?"

"What kind of woman has he not seen?" Zhang Feng said.

"That's how it is said, but you can ask him for his opinion first, or take a knock on it!"

The old beggar knew that this was a bit difficult and embarrassing others, so he did not speak loudly.

He is a person who can bend and stretch, as long as he achieves his goal, it is okay to be wronged.

Zhang Feng said: "Let me ask."

"That's right!" The old beggar smiled.

"but……"

The old beggar is not happy, the conditions, what conditions are you talking to him?

"Say!"

Zhang Feng said: "The Huangquan team needs a vacation!"

"That's it?" The old beggar thought he had heard it wrong.

Zhang Feng said: "Yes!"

"Aren't they in the hospital now? Isn't it also a holiday?" the old beggar asked back.

Zhang Feng said: "They want to go home and have a look!"

"Is there any difference between their vacation at home and in the hospital?" the old beggar asked again.

"So you nodded?"

The old beggar said: "Let’s tell you, if they are not injured this time, they will have a very important task, but the sword brigade has been sent to it, which is not ideal. This matter is no longer in my control. Just ask the doctor in the hospital to issue a certificate and say that the child needs treatment. This is very simple!"

"What task?" Zhang Feng asked.

"The Huangquan team has encountered a problem!" the old beggar said in a deep voice.

Zhang Feng just remembered that they were no longer Huangquan team, but the instructors of Huangquan team. The newly recruited team members the year before last went to perform the task after training for more than half a year.

Now the old beggar says that the mission is not going well, that is what they have to go through. This is normal. I don't know how many failures the Huangquan team experienced at the time.

This matter was no longer in the hands of the old beggar, and Zhang Feng did not ask any more.

Maybe they really don't need them to take action, otherwise this injury still needs to be done.

"All right, let me ask Xinghui!" Zhang Feng said, "After he wakes up!"

The old beggar patted Zhang Feng on the shoulder and turned and left. Zhang Feng was very puzzled by the old beggar's behavior, as if he was referring to something else!

Zhang Feng kept an eye on it.