C122 Old Qin Qin Zong
C122 Old Qin Qin Zong
At this time, there was not a single car on the road. Outside the barbed wire, there was a notice board every 500 meters with eight big words written on it.
Military restricted area, no approach is allowed.
A very ordinary Passat suddenly sped past one end of the road. This kind of car could even be bought by a very ordinary, well-off family. And the license plate was also very ordinary, but. . . When the car heard that there was a heavily guarded outpost at the end of the road, the soldiers on duty didn't even go up to check. Instead, they stood straight and puffed out their chests, saluting and letting them pass.
On the left side of Passat's front wind block, there was a white pass with a red word on it. There were only two words on it: A One!
This A One Pass, is In the entire army, the one with the highest level of access was. . . Even if they directly drove into the center of authority in Hwa Country, they wouldn't be questioned within the red wall.
The Passat slowly drove into Dongshan courtyard, then turned around and came to a very quiet two-story military green building in the backyard.
The two-story villas here were all squarish. Other than that, there were no other designs, so they wanted to distinguish between these villas. He couldn't recognize who lived in that building if it wasn't an internal staff member.
A middle-aged man dressed in a grey Zhongshan suit stood at the door alone. After the car stopped, he personally opened the door and said to Qin Zong who got out of the car with a smile.
"Qin Zong, why are you here?"
Qin Zong's face looked a little strange and a little pale, which surprised the middle-aged man.
"What happened?"
Qin Zong forced a smile and shook his head.
"Nothing. What is Grandpa doing?"
"The old man is practicing calligraphy. You can go in. "
Qin Zong nodded and did not say anything else. He went straight to the second floor of the building. It was a spacious combat room with a map and a sand table. An old man was writing on the desk next to the sand table.
Qin Zong walked up quietly and did not disturb the old man.
A few minutes later, the old man put down the brush in his hand and looked at him. He said lightly:
"What's the matter?"
"Do you know about the secret return of Elder Zhu to Shang Hai four months ago?"
Elder Qin smiled and nodded.
"I know. That old man had some problems with his body, but he did not need the specialist group. Instead, he went to Shanghai University to find the old TCM doctor who treated him. "
After Elder Qin said that, he looked up at his grandson. There was a strong warning in his eyes.
"Why are you asking this? This is a taboo and also a top secret!"
"Then do you know why Zhu Ruilin went to Shang Hai and gave Yang Qiu a platform for no reason?"
"Hehe, I think that Yang Qiu must have given some kind of promise to Zhu family, or rather, what benefits did he get?"
A bitter smile appeared on Qin Zong's face.
"Benefits? Even a gun can't kill him. Does that count as benefits? Grandpa, as you know, among those who aren't humans, who has given us such benefits? "
Elder Qin's facial expression changed instantly.
"Speak properly. "
Qin Zong didn't hide anything from his grandfather and told him everything that happened just now.
He first shot at Zhu Ruilin's arm, but it did not hit him.
He was the leader of Dragon Thorn, but he failed.
He refused to believe it, and then shot at Zhu Ruilin's thigh. The result was the same.
In the end, he mustered up his courage. He shot at Zhu Ruilin's chest and abdomen. What was the result? It was still empty.
Qin Zong was scared. The remaining few bullets almost shot Zhu Ruilin's entire body, but the gun and gun left empty air.
At that time, Qin Zong was so scared that he almost peed his pants.
This scene was too strange.
Zhu Ruilin just stood there without moving, but the bullet just couldn't hit him.
"The country wants to invite those high and mighty deities to help, what is the price? They are the so-called wealthy and powerful families. What is the price of inviting them to help once? Grandpa. Why does our family not have those deities behind us? Isn't it because we can't afford that kind of value? As for the Zhu family. . . But now, I have obtained such benefits from Yang Qiu. "
Elder Qin had been roaming the eunuch's sea for his entire life. He immediately hit the nail on the head and said.
"What does he want you to do?"
"Join forces!"
Elder Qin frowned.
"Join forces? Why are you kids making a ruckus? The little kid from the Jiang family was indeed a figure. You are no match for him. That kid from the Zhu family is not easy to deal with either. He is not a good person at all. However, he knows how to endure. If you are stronger than him, he will ask you to join forces with him. So, what do you think? "
Qin Zong smiled bitterly and looked at Elder Qin.
"It's because I don't know, that's why I came to you to give me an idea. "
Elder Qin smiled faintly and walked to the front of the sand table. He pointed at the tallest mountain peak and said slowly.
"It is said that you stand high and look far. Who knows that high places are cold. "
Qin Zong was not an idiot. A strange look flashed across his eyes and he nodded.
"I understand now, grandfather. There's another piece of news. I heard that the people of Number One Department want to recruit Yang Qiu. "
Elder Qin was stunned for a second, then he chuckled.
"This old thing. He purposely sold me some information. He is obviously trying to drag me into this. Forget it, forget it. For the sake of young people like you, I'll go play chess with that old fool and see if he can kill me. "
Qin Zong could not help but laugh bitterly.
"Grandpa, you have been working with Elder Zhu for your whole life. Why are you still like this?"
Elder Qin snorted lightly. His eyes flashed with two rays of wisdom. He said curiously,
"This old thing is strange. Why isn't he early or late? He risked his life to go to the school hospital? Why did he become so energetic after he came back? Everyone knows that he has some relationship with Yang Qiu. However, in the end, he was still in Yang Qiu's hands. How much benefits did he get from that Yang Qiu? Sigh, one step slower. Every step is slow. I am an old man. It seems like my thoughts are still too rigid. "
Qin Zong held back his laughter and asked tentatively.
"Then grandpa, should I agree to Zhu Ruilin or not?"
"The benefits are that the pork is already 20 RMB per jin. You are such a big lump, why don't you sell it for some money? You stupid kid. If there were no benefits, it would be a waste of time to talk about it. If you can get some blood from the Zhu family, I'll give you one of the things you found on the little kid of the Zhu family. When you're on a mission in the future, I won't have to worry about you all the time. "
Qin Zong suddenly laughed.
Elder Qin and his son furrowed their brows.
"Yang Qiu, why did he dare to break the rules? Cultivators cannot attack ordinary people. Alright. The people of the Murdering Green Gang were the ones who provoked him first. "