Chapter 1432 Never surrender

In the conference room, the atmosphere was harmonious.

Zhao Heng and Ye Qingrou greeted each other for a moment and then turned to the point. Ye Qingrou still maintained her softness: "General Eastern was going to send Zhan Pojun to the United States to deal with the Fifth Qin, and wanted to capture her alive and make it a break, but the Nanhan army is now facing the brink of the army, making it difficult for General Zhan to withdraw."

She pursed her lips and smiled: "Young Master Heng should know that although General Dongfang forgave General Zhan, General Zhan always regarded himself as a sinner, so he threw himself to the front line when the war began. He said that only by throwing his life on the battlefield can he atone for his sins."

Zhao Heng lowered his head and said nothing, but he felt deeply moved. He knew what role Zhan Pojun was. No matter whether he was fascinated by Tang Jingzi or not, the fact that he could not break away from his brother on Maotou Mountain was a mistake that could not be compensated no matter how hard he tried. Death in battle was the best ending.

However, although Zhan Pojun was related to Maotoushan's failure, Zhao Heng had no murderous intent toward him. Perhaps he tried hard to make up for it and demonstrated his responsibility, especially when he heard him leading the way, Zhao Heng's remaining barriers to him disappeared, leaving only a faint melancholy.

He could predict the ending of Zhan Pojun, and he was inevitably a little lonely.

Ye Qingrou informed the latest situation on the border: "It is inevitable that South Korea will go to war with China. Park Tae-do, who is over 100 years old, officially comes out to take charge of the South Korean military. While using Lee Tae-bak and Park Shi-won to gather the hearts of the people from all over South Korea, he secretly negotiates arms deals with the United States."

During the quiet listening of Zhao Heng and Nam Qingwan, Ye Qingrou added: "If it were someone else, General Dongfang could attack unscrupulously or even take the initiative, but Park Tae-do's qualifications are too old-fashioned. His appearance instantly ended South Korea's internal friction and gathered all his strength to the outside world."

She also remembered one thing: "General Dongfang also asked me to tell you that you must be careful in New York recently. Although South Korea has killed two masters, Li Tae-bae and Park Shi-won, in your hands, has formed a certain psychological deterrence to them, but at the same time they hate you more deeply."

A hint of worry was gathered on her face, and she lowered her voice: "Park Taido has organized suicide squads in the army, and the target is undoubtedly for you. General Dongfang judged that the other party wanted to kill you and then go to war against China, so that it can boost morale and make the first victory more than two points."

"This old man is so awesome?"

Zhao Heng took the tea on the table and sipped it: "It's nothing to organize a suicide squad. This is not the first time South Korea shouted at me, and this time I was not sure that I wouldn't take action easily. I just lamented that he came out in his 100s, and the whole South Korea actually regarded him as the most respect."

Nam Qingwan smiled faintly and took the topic and replied: "Park Taido is a legendary figure in South Korea's anti-Japanese heroes. His contribution to South Korea in the past is no less than Washington, so as long as a person like him is there, South Korea, whether it is an official or a civilian, will respond to the call."

Ye Qingrou nodded slightly: "That's right, if Li Taibai is the soul of martial arts, then Park Taidou is the spiritual leader of South Korea. He has experienced nearly a hundred wars in his life, not only did he not die but also won, but most importantly, he lived like an old demon in Black Mountain."

She also gave an example: "And when the Beihan crossed 38qian and attacked South Korea, and the army pointed out that the morale of the Korean capital was depressed, Park Tae-do came out to command two battles, instantly reversed the entire battlefield situation and eroded the North Korean troops entering the territory one by one."

"It made Fatty Jin retreated to his country in a mess."

Zhao Heng rubbed his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that this old man is really not simple. Don't worry, I will pay attention to my safety and not give South Koreans an opportunity to take advantage of it. The ghost will arrive in the United States in the past two days. There are more than 300 people available in the first and second periods. It is not easy for anyone to kill me."

Ye Qingrou picked up the tea on the table and drank it gently, adding to her tone: "It is precisely because of Park Taidou's courage and ability that General Dongfang treated this war carefully, and General Zhan appeared on the front line. General Dongfang said that China could no longer be defeated thousands of miles away."

When Zhao Heng nodded slightly, Ye Qingrou changed her tone: "General Zhan cannot come to New York, so I can only come to do things. I have secretly visited Wu Qin's mother on behalf of the border army and have solved many life problems for her, so I am quite familiar with her mother."

She sighed: "General Dongfang said that the Fifth Qin is a master who has been tested for a long time. He is not afraid of death, fatigue, bleeding, or torture. Moreover, her sense of danger is far better than that of ordinary people. It is not easy to kill her, and it is even more difficult to capture her alive."

Zhao Heng nodded: "I agree with this!"

Ye Qingrou spoke quietly: "So if you want to complete the task, you can only invite her mother back. In the world of the fifth piano, filial piety is always the first priority, and then there is loyalty and emotion. This is also the main reason why she saw her mother being threatened to abandon the border army without hesitation."

Zhao Heng let out a long breath and a wry smiled across his face: "I didn't believe it at first, but when I saw her, I knew that my mother was her most bargaining chip. She also admitted to me in person that she was guilty of making mistakes, but she did not regret it, and she would never allow anyone to hurt her mother."

Speaking of this, he spoke to Ye Qingrou and reminded him: "You actually want to invite her mother back. You must be careful when doing things. If you don't touch the old man, maybe she will feel guilty for her past crimes. Once you find that you have a purpose to her mother, she will definitely kill her."

Ye Qingrou nodded with her seductive red lips, and a strong confidence surged on her face: "Don't worry, Young Master Heng, I will deal with it carefully. Moreover, General Dongfang sent me eight black soldiers this time, enough to withstand the counterattack and revenge of the Fifth Qin, and I will activate the military intelligence network to assist."

Zhao Heng laughed and stretched out his hand and said, "I wish you success!"

"Qin, it's time to eat!"

In a not-so-conspicuous independent garden in New York, an old man was standing at the kitchen door and shouting upstairs. The old man had silver silk like snowflakes, a slightly wrinkled face, and looked a little short, but his steps were agile and very healthy.

The white-haired old man has a similar charm to many mothers in China. He is kind and kind, harmless. However, this old man also has a breath of indifferentness like autumn water and unstoppable and unstoppable contempt, which nourishes everyone's heart like warm water. This breath that sees through the world is unique to the fifth piano mother.

With her soft call, a young woman with ordinary clothes walked downstairs, but her waist and boots were bulging, and she obviously had weapons all over her body. The fifth piano stood in the hall with flexibly movements: "Mom, if you are not in good health, don't cook anymore, I'll do this job."

While telling her mother not to work too hard, she swept the clock on the wall. It was a bit weird to eat at 3 pm, but she still sat down at the dining table and served her with skillful movements and said, "Mom, sit down and have dinner together."

"I'm much better and can handle cooking."

The white-haired old man sat down with a kind smile: "I saw you changing clothes and making phone calls, and you knew you would be going out again later. I was afraid you would not come back tomorrow when you went out, so I would make a meal to reward you. You have suffered a lot for your mother over the years and brought me to the United States for treatment."

She sighed: "Although you keep saying that you don't want to think too much about being rich, I know I'm afraid it will cost a lot. You must be very hard to work all day long. Mom doesn't know how many jobs you have done, and you know you can't advise you, so you can only make a few more meals for you."

"Let you eat better and eat more than you can."

Wu Qin was about to pick up food and chopsticks slightly stopped, then grabbed her mother's thin left hand and spoke: "Mom, thank you, but you really don't have to worry about me. I have really rich, and my current job salary is also very high, enough to cope with our expenses and your treatment costs."

She picked up a piece of chicken for her mother and her voice came out smoothly: "After all, this is the United States, the salary starts relatively high, and I don't work hard. The task every day is to train new people for a security company, so you really don't have to worry about me, I can handle everything."

"Just be able to deal with it, mom is afraid that you will die."

The old man with white hair picked up the chicken to the fifth piano and served a bowl of medicinal soup for the latter: "I heard from the doctor that my disease has been almost done. When will we return to China? Although it is good here, it is still not as good as China. And I always want to thank General Dongfang in person."

Her eyes showed a deep emotion: "He has helped us so much over the years, and has taken out his allowances to treat me and live in many times. Unfortunately, I have never had the opportunity to thank me in person. Now I am in better health. I want to go to Bianjun and say thank you."

The old man is sincere and enthusiastic, and his heart is filled with kind gratitude.

Wu Qin's smile stopped slightly, and then nodded: "Mom, don't worry, I will take you to the border to meet General Dongfang, but now is not the time. This season, the border army will be busy with winter training. General Dongfang is so busy that he doesn't even have time to eat every day. We can't go over and cause trouble."

"Spring, next spring, okay?"

The old man sighed: "I don't know if I can live until spring." When Wu Qin heard this, she touched the corners of her mouth and wanted to comfort her, a phone call came into her cell phone. She immediately picked up her cell phone and walked to the balcony. After listening for a moment, she said lightly: "Catch me? It's so naive."

"Don't worry, General Dongfang is here to capture me,"

Wu Qin remained indifferent: "I will not be caught by them, and whoever touches me will die." When she said this, she felt that someone was approaching from behind, so she held the phone and turned her head to see her mother who never eavesdropped on her speech, standing behind her with a calm face.

She saw deep sadness in her mother's eyes.

PS: Thank you for the old gangster for rewarding 588 Zhulang coins for your work.
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