The car passed the toll station, and the amount of money was just right. The pole was lifted and the car was gathered with the car behind was only ten meters away. The powerful starting speed made the car jump instantly, allowing another car that had already passed through the other passage to pass directly, but had no time to cross the front of the car, but it did not block Cayenne's speed. The two cars were about to cross the cross at the intersection. Cayenne wiped the front of the car and saw the plump butt stewardess in the other car at the passenger seat. A very provocative smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, screaming with the air released, pressing the window, stretching out a hand in the cold wind and swaying contemptuously.

After the snowflakes landed for a few minutes, the cars on the road began to slow down one after another. They were not allowed to go out. In order to be safe when they were out, they would rather slow down for a few minutes without robbing the unknown danger. The Cayenne driven by Zhang Shidong didn't care about that. When he passed the toll station at the highway entrance, he had already felt the powerful grip of the car's snow tires and the sensitivity of the brakes. He continued to drive at high speed with confidence.

On the next journey, Zhang Shidong was savored by his plump butt slinging his fingers for a while. He unzipped his pants and was seen by the vehicle next to him. He leaned over and lowered his head, held his mouth with a fragrant tongue, and wrapped his tongue around him, and wrapped it around him. The first time he almost made Zhang Shidong feel like a rainbow, and his body was involuntarily tense and could not hold on for ten minutes. When he clearly heard the sound of his throat swallowing, the special stimulation almost made him stand up again in an instant. He was grabbed by the other party with a smile and raised his head, and licked the tip of his tongue around his lips: "I still want to taste it again? I won't serve him anymore."

"Forget it, I originally wanted to take you to see a good show that is not easy to see. Now I'm in a bad mood." To be honest, the taste is really good. If you can calm down and enjoy it well, it's a perfect enjoyment of love.

"Look first, I am in a good mood. Not only will I let you enjoy it at night, but I will also take you to the show."

From beginning to end, neither of them wanted to know the other's name. On the streets of Yanjing where traffic was surging, Zhang Shidong went to the butcher shop to buy a piglet that had just been cut off, bought a bunch of firecrackers and stuffed it into the piglet's belly bag. Only a piece of lead for ignition was exposed. Then he drove to a villa area on the outskirts of the city.

The car crashed into the door of the villa, rushed into the snow-covered yard, and opened the solid wooden door of the villa along the blue brick road. The fronts and walls of both sides collided. After the loud noise, the people in the villa rushed to the place where the sound was made. Zhang Shidong had already reversed and turned around. He parked the rear of the car at the wooden door that was knocked down, turned to the rear car in the car, opened the car, lit the lead, kicked the piglet out, and flew straight to the center of the main hall of the villa. The crackling sound of firecrackers rang out, and waved the smoke from the piglet's empty belly bag, mixed with a little bit of splashed flesh and blood. The sound and smell of the picture were strongly insulting, which made the old man who was helped out from the study and looked pale and complex.

"This is how the fighting heroes of those days were obtained. Have you never killed an enemy before? Is it just relying on the sound to scare people? You are too lazy to attack you. Giving you this gift is a warning to your empty life, your family, country, life is in vain."

Everyone who wanted to speak was stopped by the old man, stood there straight and let Zhang Shidong insult him and drove away. The firecrackers were gone, and the old man was inactive.

That night, three or two old friends gathered at home. The outer door had not been repaired and the wooden door of the villa had not been repaired.

Stewed with pork vermicelli, peeled pork faces, steamed pork trotters, braised pork tails, and stewed with gluten.

Pork, taken from this piglet.

The old friend sighed and started to use cigarettes and alcohol again. Looking at his comrades who had fought on the battlefield together, he couldn't bear to say that he was wrong. He accompanied him to drink three glasses of wine and smoke three cigarettes.

The old man smiled sadly, chewed his muscles and bones, and his teeth were no longer able to use strength. He chewed this piece for five or six minutes before he could barely swallow it. Looking at his old friend who had been in good health, he laughed at himself: "My life in the past 1990s has been in vain. This evaluation is fair, and I am convinced. When I get old, I am blinded by hatred. I don't regret it. Selfishness can be regarded as the pretentiousness of me, a white-haired man, who sent away black-haired man in succession?"

"I was called an old thief and led a group of so-called masters to siege and kill a pillar of the country whose achievements are greater than those of the faults. What kind of combat heroes are I? For this country, I have only made no achievements. It is a blessing for the country and my blessing. This country that I once bleeded and injured and defended was not sorry for me. It is my unbearable old man who is sorry for the country."

"Let me tell you, and this time I will say that no one is watching me. The Gong family of a great man was demolished in pieces. Finally, I have left a few inherited fireworks. I am content. If my Gong family is not allowed to revenge again in this life, and live well, I am not that bad old man, and I can bear it."

The three passages, every word is sonorous, without regret, only vicissitudes, selfishness and vain life, the old man is in a life of life, not afraid of bending his backbone, not afraid of the level of the memorial service after death, and not even afraid of not being able to put on the national flag in the end.

Drunk, smoke dissipated, and the dishes on the table were almost unmoved.

The old man came into the house under the sight of his old friend, calmly changed into a set of clothes that had been prepared long ago, looked at the decorations in the house, laying his hands on his abdomen, slowly closing his eyes, and nostalgia.

He murmured: "Thank you."

Gong Xijin, eighty-nine, died.

He has no merits in history, no eternal reputation in his life, never risen in his military career, and only entered Beijing sadly at the end of his life.

There is no news broadcast report or large-scale memorial service. In addition to living a long and experienced comrades-in-arms, this old man who was in a mess in his later years was not qualified to have the first two. He was always in Wujun City, the Yangtze River Delta, and the Gong family was not lost. A high-level memorial service in the province was still qualified.

Old thief, old thief, live in vain.

It was just a waste of life, but under the guidance of several old station friends, he gave him the affirmation of the national flag after his death. On the battlefield back then, Lao Gong never took a step back, and his body was penetrated with several holes on the way to charge.

After the old man died, all the descendants of the Gong family went to the northwest, where they were the last safe road left for them.

After the old man died, many so-called aristocratic families lying dormant in the world of the world were subject to division and cleanup. The warriors should not use weapons to detain them with weapons and should be responsible for them. They should carefully check the details of each person, but there is any harm and those who are murdered are thoroughly investigated.

The pigs gave the cannons, and became famous, using this to humiliate those who were not worthy of their reputation but were highly respected and seek fame and robbed the world. Gong Xijin had no virtue before his death and had no moral whipping after his death was due to the merits and demerits of the soldiers who had fought in wars. If someone died, Zhang Shidong gave the cannons and pirated Gong Xijin with one move, leaving behind a stigma. Even if you should die, you shouldn't come forward to send this last journey.

The plump butt stewardess used such words to ridicule Zhang Shidong's extravagance. Under the imperial city where countless eyes stared at Yanjing, the old Gong head could not escape everyone's eyes. It attracted a group of self-righteous people from the world to siege the army major general. It is not worthy of any sympathy when he is guilty of death. Sooner or later, he will be punished. Why do you put yourself on the table like this? Don't you know how to keep a low profile?

Faced with the questioning of the plump-butt stewardess, Zhang Shidong sighed, parked the car by the side of the road, ignored an off-road vehicle and stopped not far away, pressed the window, lit a cigarette and looked at the snowflakes falling outside: "A veteran should have a way of dying for a veteran. I respect him sixty years ago, so I turned to Yanjing and sent him a journey. Being forced to death by a junior will always end up with some sympathy. If someone dies, he will die. It is easy to walk the way. It is also a little guilt for me to let his descendants break the roots. When a person is old, he is an old thief. The age of exploring the world is there, giving him some respect. If my age is still able to bear the infamy."

"My name is Pei Xianglong. Tonight, you are mine."

He waved at the off-road vehicle outside, and Pei Xianglong, the only daughter of the newly-ranked Yanjing Guard, who had a strong name and a strong personality, entered an address in the navigation.

"Go here."

Just as Zhang Shidong knew who the other party was when he heard this strange name. Seeing what he did, as a family that had just entered Beijing and became a newcomer in the country, how could he not know who the most powerful rising star in the army is now?

The off-road vehicle did not leave, but came over instead. The window pressed the man with a cold face inside, but his eyes released endless flames: "Elephant Dragon, the commander invited General Zhang to dinner."

Zhang Shidong laughed and patted the steering wheel: "Do you want to be floating, you want to be floating, you have a confidant before you leave Yanjing. There are always smart people and loyal people. I can't bear to see me carry it alone, a good person."

"Hmph. That old guy has no other hobbies a day except drinking. If you don't look for anyone, can you not go?" Pei Xianglong glared at the bodyguard who was beaten by himself: "Hey, where were you just now, why don't you help me solve the troubles in the future as soon as possible."

"Over sleep." The silent man scratched his head, looking very wronged. Who knew that there was such a stupid guy now. Doing such a thing in the capital of China is simply seeking death.

“No next time.”

"Know."

The cold man nodded, and you can leave next time. The fox pretends to be a tiger.

"Hey, come out to play at night. Today, let you see my charm when I was a woman."

"Hey, go to the old place tonight, I'll wait for you there."

Along the way, Pei Xianglong made a phone call. With the softness of the inner softness in the phone, Zhang Shidong guessed whether it was better to leave now. When he met such a strong man who was attacked by a man and a woman, he wouldn't even know how he died at night.

"Hey, girl, come out to have fun at night. Aren't you looking for a prince charming? I have one here, but you might as well give it a try, the kung fu in the bed is good."
Chapter completed!