The King of Special Warfare

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Lin Fengting was easy to find.

In the case of being in Beihai province and not deliberately concealing his whereabouts, with the strength of Dibingshan, it is almost a matter of minutes to find someone in the whole province.

He is fishing in Qiushan.

Qiushan is not considered a tourist attraction in Beihai. The mountain is very small and not high, and there are not many things worth seeing. The only thing worthy of praise is that there is a small reservoir on the mountain, but it is not open to the public on weekdays. Dibing Mountain is irrigated with forests, flowers and plants. Most of the water comes from here.

Qiushan is the neighbor of Dibing Mountain, more like a guard silently guarding Dibing Mountain.

Lin Fengting's play is really comprehensive.

From autumn to winter.

He traveled all the places worth visiting in Beihai, went round and round, and finally returned to the vicinity of Dibing Mountain.

He likes Akiyama very much.

I vaguely remember when I was a child, the place where he fished for the first time was this small reservoir.

He was a child at that time.

Beside him are Wang Tianzong and Li Kuangtu.

In front of him was his father, as well as Uncle Li and Uncle Wang.

Three men who are enough to overturn the entire dark world are betting on whose fishing skills are better.

Three children are fighting.

Those who win can go fishing with three adults.

The loser is in charge of grilling the fish.

At that time, Wang Tianzong was the one who grilled the fish most of the time, and Li Kuangtu always won. Lin Fengting would steal the fish he caught and put it in his father's basket when Li Kuangtu was not paying attention.

That season was full of spring, with flowers all over the mountains and plains. Adults, children, fishing rods and water, every move, word and deed, carried a kind of indifference and tranquility that seemed not to belong to the world.

But in this season, the cold wind passes through the country, the wind and snow are blowing, the fishing rods are still there, and the reservoir is still there, but things have already changed.

When Wang Shengxiao walked in front of him, Lin Fengting was smiling. He seemed to be remembering something, his eyes were quiet, but his smile was a bit sad.

Wang Shengxiao narrowed his eyes, hesitated, and didn't speak.

"Can you grill fish?"

Lin Fengting asked suddenly.

"meeting."

Wang Shengxiao laughed: "Yuetong likes to eat fish very much. She learned it specially when she was a child. She hasn't done it for a while, but she probably hasn't let go of her craft."

"Easy, try your craft."

Lin Fengting handed Wang Shengxiao a small bag beside him, which contained some spices such as chili and cumin.

Wang Shengxiao didn't refuse, just waved his hands casually, and ignited the fire with his fingers.

The branches soaked by the wind and snow became dry again.

Wang Shengxiao raised the fire and peeled off all the fish scales without any haste.

Lin Fengting watched all this quietly without saying a word.

"Uncle, is something on your mind?"

Wang Shengxiao lowered his head and was busy, asking casually.

"No."

Lin Fengting said lightly: "I just feel a little pathetic."

"sad?"

Wang Shengxiao raised his eyebrows.

"People who can't let go of the past are the saddest."

Lin Fengting said lightly: "I know this, but I can't let it go, isn't it even more pathetic?"

Wang Shengxiao smiled wryly, but did not speak.

"I used to be friends with your father and Li Kuangtu, best friends."

Lin Fengting said softly: "I only have two friends in my life, they are them, so when the Li family was destroyed, I had a gap with your father. I don't want to see him destroy the Li family, and I don't want to see the Li family destroy him. Caught in the middle, wavering, in the final analysis, it’s just because I can’t let go.”

Wang Shengxiao grilled the fish seriously, sprinkled seasonings evenly, and stopped talking.

"This time I walked through Beihai again, and I have a lot of feelings. Now that I am back here, it is the last time.

the place to start,

I have always wondered why such a good brother in the past suddenly became like this, and I also couldn’t understand why they said that they can let go if they let go. Until now, I don’t understand, maybe it’s not letting go, but something , some things, once done, can never go back. "

Lin Fengting laughed: "Many years ago, I met Tian Zong for the first time here. Today, many years later, I came back here, so it's a farewell to Beihai, and to the past. The future Lin clan , maybe some changes should be made.”

Wang Shengxiao's face suddenly became serious: "Uncle, what do you mean, the Lin clan wants to join the world?"

"It does not matter."

Lin Fengting said quietly: "The important thing is that Chen Fangqing is too fierce. I agree with what you are doing now. A leader should look like a leader. Standing in that position, the most important point is to be able to accommodate others. On this point, Li Huacheng is much better than Chen Fangqing, I understand their mentality and scruples, but I don't agree with it, after this incident, I can give them the balance that Zhongzhou wants."

Wang Shengxiao grilled the fish silently for a long time.

The aroma of barbecue diffuses on the snowy autumn mountains.

Wang Shengxiao handed the first grilled fish to Lin Fengting.

Lin Fengting didn't answer, and said with a smile: "Your skills are worse than your father's."

"Can my dad also grill fish?"

Wang Shengxiao was a little surprised: "My mother used to make it, it was delicious."

"Ah, I forgot."

Lin Fengting was in a daze: "He hasn't done this for many years."

Many years ago on the autumn hills, when three children became four, the adults were still fishing, the children were still fighting, and the girl who joined them, thinking about it now, how many times she won and how many times she lost The number of times seems to be the same.

Lin Fengting smiled and stood up.

He didn't go to pick up the grilled fish in Wang Shengxiao's hand. It tasted delicious, but in his opinion, it had no taste.

"gone."

he said.

"Uncle stay behind."

Wang Shengxiao stood up holding the fish.

Lin Fengting paused, then turned to look at Wang Shengxiao.

"What do you think of the blockade in the desert?"

Wang Shengxiao asked seriously.

"This should be something you care about. Central Continent has sealed off the desert and intends to trap Tianlan. Their general attack on the North Sea is about to begin. It is a land of right and wrong. It is meaningless for me to stay here."

He never intended to be involved in this matter from the beginning.

This is a matter between Zhongzhou and Beihai, no matter who wins or loses, he just intends to stand on the sidelines.

It is impossible for him to intervene in this matter.

Because the Lin family will make some changes in the future.

Because of the new balance.

He must give a relatively clear attitude.

"I won't beg my uncle to stay in Dibing Mountain, but I hope my uncle can do me a favor."

Wang Shengxiao said.

Lin Fengting hummed, neither serious nor serious, noncommittal.

"I hope uncle can take a trip to the desert. I don't think there is a need for the desert prison to be sealed off. After all, this is a matter between me, Li Tianlan and Zhongzhou. What Beihai is facing next is not only a war, but also a feast. The East Palace should not be absent. .”

Wang Shengxiao said lightly.

Lin Fengting smiled and remained silent for a long time.

"I need a reason."

He spoke quietly.

The reason is not that Wang Shengxiao persuaded him.

Rather, it was a reason for him to avoid Central Continent's hostility.

Thinking of what he said just now, Wang Shengxiao seemed to understand something, and said in a deep voice, "Qin Weibai is the best reason."

Qin Weibai is

The patriarch of the Lin tribe is now blocked in the desert.

That's really the best reason.

Lin Fengting smiled, nodded and said, "Let's go."

He turned around slowly, and his figure disappeared in front of Wang Shengxiao immediately.

Wang Shengxiao looked at the place he left, and didn't speak for a long time.

Amidst the slight sound of footsteps, the figure of Yao Ji walked over from the depths of the forest, and said respectfully: "Patriarch, he agreed?"

"He has no reason to refuse."

Wang Shengxiao said softly: "Whether it's for the Lin clan or for the East Palace, he will go."

Ask Lin Fengting to break through the blockade of the desert prison.

This is Wang Shengxiao's action.

A shot is almost a real lore.

Of course he knew that Central Continent's general attack on the North Sea was about to begin.

At this time, he didn't intend to waste any time, nor did he want to make unnecessary temptations.

Now that he has officially turned his back on him, his every move next will be to go all out.

The cordon of the Desert Prison could not stop Lin Fengting.

Even though Lin Fengting was seriously injured, he is still the well-deserved number one master in the dark world.

As long as he wants.

No one invincible, no fierce soldier can stop him.

 …

Northern Xinjiang.

Gaomi urban area.

In the deep night, an ordinary-looking black car slowly parked in a villa area that looked old.

His Majesty, who went from Europe to the airport, and then went straight to here, looked at the mostly silent lights in the villa area, squinted his eyes and smiled: "It's probably here."

"What is this place?"

Morad looked at the villa area outside the window, feeling a little surprised.

"Who knows?"

His Majesty's voice was soft: "Maybe it's a place that can change this era. Get out of the car."

He pushed open the car door.

Morad and Jiang Guochu followed him from left to right, looking around curiously.

A field that vaguely resembled starlight spread over, completely enveloping the two of them.

The figures of the three disappeared into the night immediately.

The three of them walked slowly under the eyes of the security guard at the gate of the villa area, and after searching for a while in the not too small villa area, they finally found a single-family villa located in the corner that would not attract anyone's attention.

"No. 17, here it is."

His Majesty said softly.

"Knock?"

Morald asked.

"It's not necessary."

His Majesty shook his head, walked into the courtyard of the villa, and swiped casually.

click.

With a small sound, the entire gate of the villa instantly turned into countless powders, which floated out in the night sky.

The first thing that appeared in Morad's eyes was a pair of women's underwear that looked pure but seemed to be fished out of the water.

Morad had a weird expression on his face.

Clothes were strewn all over the villa.

From the hallway to the living room.

Outerwear, underwear, long skirts, shirts, messy clothes spread continuously, sexy high heels and a pair of men's leather shoes on the stairs were thrown there casually.

Looking at this scene, His Majesty seemed a little surprised. He whistled and laughed: "Is it so interesting?"

Morad scratched his head and followed His Majesty all the way to the master bedroom.

Faintly, an extremely lazy and sweet voice came from the master bedroom, melodious, charming and thrilling.

His Majesty narrowed his eyes and laughed: "Such a professional voice is really exciting."