The King of Special Warfare

The originally promised rest, go to bed and get up early on time seems to be somewhat impossible.

If there hadn't been a call from Wang Xiaoyao, Wang Shengxiao felt that he would have fallen asleep with Tang Shi in his arms by now.

The phone call agitated his mind, and his calm mood was a little agitated. He put Tang Shi to sleep and lay on the bed for a long time. Finally, he put on his clothes and sat up, and then walked out silently.

The lights on Dibing Mountain are brilliant.

It was almost midnight, but there were still a lot of lights on from the mountain to the bottom.

Emperor Bingshan was very lively during this time.

The top executives of the three major groups, the top executives of the Beihai Junjun, Xuan Ming and Liu Shuanghua who are in charge of intelligence, the heads of various laboratories in Beihai, the heavenly troops and internal guards, the top executives of various sword-wielding families...

Almost all the important figures in Beihai gathered here.

Wang Shengxiao walked aimlessly on Emperor Bing Mountain.

He put down almost everything he was doing during this time.

He rejected all the numerous matters, large and small, within the Beihai Wang family that had almost completely crushed him in the past few years.

Even at the end of last month, he did not make any arrangements for his attack on Wang Xiaoyao. He just called several senior officials of the Beihai Jun Regiment and Xuan Ming, who was in charge of intelligence, to have a meeting together and said that he would find someone for his second uncle. Some trouble.

Then all the resources in Beihai were mobilized and began to compete with Wang Xiaoyao at all levels. As for Wang Shengxiao himself, after the order was issued, he didn't pay much attention to the situation in this area.

There are many things in Beihai, and in all aspects, as long as Wang Shengxiao wants to do it, there are things that he can personally handle almost every moment of the day. In the past few years, he has kept himself in this extremely busy state.

But now, he seems to be really tired of it. He almost doesn't care about the various matters that are constantly coming to him, or he just tells the person in charge below that you can do whatever he wants. Not only that, he even stopped writing Tang Shi. affairs there.

After causing trouble for Wang Xiaoyao, Wang Shengxiao's cell phone was turned off, and he basically didn't see anyone. He was completely dismissive of the shopkeeper.

There are currently many important people on Emperor Bing Mountain. Without Wang Shengxiao, people in various fields began to coordinate and cooperate with each other. Because he left for a short time, so far, the various resources on Emperor Bing Mountain are still there. It was operating in an extremely efficient manner without any surprises.

Wang Shengxiao walked silently, looking at the lights around him and thinking uncontrollably in his mind.

What happens if it doesn't work out.

What would happen to his wife and children if he lost to his second uncle?

If the Beihai Wang family declines in his own hands, how will future generations, especially his own descendants, evaluate themselves.

When my father recovers and walks out of Beihai Prison, how will he feel when he sees the Beihai Wang family falling from the clouds? Will he be very disappointed in himself...

Various ideas keep jumping in my mind.

The surrounding lights seemed far away, becoming hazy and hazy.

Wang Shengxiao was still walking, but his eyes gradually became dull, and his mind was no longer somewhere.

Something seemed to ring in my ears.

They seemed to be guards on the mountain. They were greeting me and saluting, but they couldn't hear what they said.

He kept walking until the sounds in his ears gradually became denser.

A familiar voice sounded in front of me.

"...Xiao...here...what?"

His raised steps paused, and he felt as if his leg was being hugged by a soft and fragile thing.

A childish voice rang out: "Dad...Dad..."

Wang Shengxiao lowered his head.

His seemingly unfocused eyes gradually regained focus, and he saw his son who was holding his legs and seemed to be trying to climb up.

Unknowingly, he walked to Xia Zhi's residence.

Xia Zhi was still sitting in the wheelchair, with Song Ci walking by her side, and then Haotian on her legs.

Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren gathered around a small stone table with a fruit plate placed on it. They seemed to be chatting.

Wang Shengxiao was stunned.

He looked at the little thing on his lap, took a deep breath, and picked him up.

"Dad, tell... a story."

The little boy asked immaturely but seriously.

Another voice sounded from the side. It seemed that Song Ci was rejecting her son's request on her behalf. The mother was asking herself why she was here...

So far away...

These voices, gentle tones...

Wang Shengxiao suddenly felt very cold. He hugged his son hard and felt his weight. He felt like he was smiling, but he couldn't control his expression at all.

Little Haotian in his arms kept urging his father to tell him a story, but he never got a response. He seemed to be anxious, so he opened his small mouth with force, and moved his head to bite him.

"Okay, tell the story."

Wang Shengxiao smiled. He did not answer the questions from his mother and wife. He walked aside with the child in his arms and started telling stories as if no one was around.

Song Ci, who was left out by her husband, bit her lip gently, lowered her head and sniffed.

"Do you blame him?"

Xia Zhi's gentle voice came over.

Song Ci shook his head silently.

"Then, hate him?"

Xia Zhi continued to ask.

Song Ci still shook her head. After giving birth, her figure became plumper, and it was almost late at night, making her even more lazy and delicate. This was a woman who could vividly interpret the charm of the word "young woman". The woman, but now her face was numb and her eyes were empty, as if she was dead.

"Actually, those who should hate him should also blame him."

Xia Zhi spoke softly, her voice was very light, like the night wind on the mountain: "It shouldn't be like this... In this era, the crisis is too serious, he is my son... If he could have been born a few decades earlier, he would have Compared with any other clan leader of the Beihai Wang clan, he is excellent, but...

The family has reached this point. "

Xia Zhi's attitude was very calm, but her voice was incoherent, even with an imperceptible tremor.

"In the past few years, he has had too many things...he...is overwhelmed."

"It's his responsibility."

Song Ci whispered, her voice a little hoarse: "Mom, do you blame father?"

"certainly."

Xia Zhi nodded, gritted her teeth, and her eyes were red: "Of course I blame him, I and the men who hate him, the bastard, and the Wang family in Beihai are all bastards, and they are all bastards!"

There was no disguise in her voice.

Wang Shengxiao, who was telling a story to his son, paused for a moment, and after a few seconds, the story began to continue.

Song Ci remained silent, reaching out and holding Xia Zhi's palm.

Bitterness, helplessness, sadness, unwillingness, reluctance...

All kinds of emotions have actually been there a few months ago. After the alliance failed to besiege Li Tianlan, the outcome was basically certain. However, Li Tianlan's total loss of strength and Jiang Shangyu's rise further advanced the situation. The process of something.

During this process, Xia Zhi, Song Ci, and Tang poetry were not without their efforts. Xia Zhi even said that he would give up the Wang family in Beihai, but it was of no use.

Wang Shengxiao has made up his mind. He is the patriarch of the Beihai Wang clan. No one can stop him no matter what he does under his will.

The moods in Song Ci are all present in Xia Zhi, and what is certain about Song Ci is that Xia Zhi also has some moods that I don’t have.

This is also a woman who truly gave her all for the Beihai Wang family.

Decades ago, she was also the daughter-in-law of the Beihai Wang family, and then became the mistress of the Beihai Wang family.

Her foundation, her life, her future, her talent, everything has become the cornerstone of the Beihai Wang family.

She almost lost her husband a few years ago.

And today and tonight this year, she is about to lose her son.

only son.

Song Ci wanted to comfort her, but when she opened her mouth, her tears had already flowed out.

She could only hold Xia Zhi's hand tightly.

A mother, a wife.

One is about to lose his son, and the other is about to lose his husband.

And right next to them, a little boy who was only a few years old sat on Wang Shengxiao's lap, babbling and clapping his hands, laughing out loud from time to time. The night wind was quiet, and he, who was still very young, had no idea that he About to lose his father.

Wang Shengxiao told a few short stories and came to Shizhuo with his son in his arms.

There is still half of the fruit plate on the table.

Wang Shengxiao reached out and took out a piece of orange, put it into his mouth and ate it, and said with a smile: "It's so sweet."

"It's sour. Didn't you see that we didn't eat it?"

Summer Solstice sounds a little cold.

"Well..."

Wang Shengxiao laughed sarcastically and scratched his head: "My sense of taste is so bad, I actually think it's quite sweet."

He ate another slice and shook his head: "It's still sweet, but the taste is gone. What's the use of it?"

"Yes, it's useless. Just throw it away and don't want it anymore."

Xia Zhi's voice suddenly became excited and sounded extremely sharp in the night: "There is no use for anything, just throw it away. Your mother is also useless, your two wives, and your son are all useless." , just throw them all away, don’t want them anymore, just hold on to your family, your Beihai Wang family, that’s the most important thing, right? Keep it, keep this title, and throw away the rest!”

Little Haotian, who was still laughing at the side, had never seen his grandma lose such a big temper. He was stunned for a moment, and then burst into tears.

Song Ci silently took the child and held it in his arms, lowering his head and remaining silent.

Wang Shengxiao was silent for a while.

Don't say that Xiao Haotian has never seen such a grandma. In his memory, he has also never seen such a mother.

"mom..."

Wang Shengxiao spoke slowly, trying to keep his voice soft: "Don't be angry, I..."

He opened his mouth and suddenly realized that he didn't know what to say.

Because he knew very well that it was useless to say anything.

Xia Zhi sniffed and said with a nasal voice: "Where is Shishi?"

"Fell asleep."

Wang Shengxiao said softly: "If everything goes well, she should also give you a grandson or granddaughter or something."

"What about my son?"

Xia Zhi looked at her son, her eyes were red: "Where is my son? I have grandchildren, where is my son?

Wang Shengxiao, can you return my son to me? I beg you, I beg you, give me my son back! "

Wang Shengxiao's palms suddenly clenched, and his body tensed up. He gritted his teeth for a long time before softly saying: "Mom..."

"Don't call me mom!"

Xia Zhi stared at Wang Shengxiao fiercely.

Wang Shengxiao slowly stood up from the ground. He faced his mother shamelessly and seemed to want to run away, but after hesitating, he slowly bent his knees to Xia Zhi, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed several times.

Xia Zhi's eyes were confused and her emotions were on the verge of collapse. She kept taking deep breaths to hold on to her consciousness: "How long will it take?"

"Probably, less than seventy-two hours."

Wang Shengxiao knelt on the ground and said softly.

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