Chapter 137.

Qing Zhen had never thought that he would miss Xu Xian Chu just by coming back so late for a while.

But he wasn’t someone who could afford to let go, and since he had missed it, it wasn’t worth regretting anything for himself.

“Into the barriers,” Qing Zhen said calmly, in fact, what he should be most concerned about right now wasn’t Xu Xianchu, but rather how the group of old men from the Qing Clan Consortium would punish themselves.

Or rather, how the other side planned to hollow out their own power.

Many people in the outside world thought that Qing Zhen was in a position of power within the Qing Clan Consortium, but what he held was only a part of the combat sequence.

Because it was basically Qing Zhen who dealt with external affairs, it gave the outside world a feeling that Qing Zhen was as powerful as ever.

Only Qing Zhen understood very clearly in his heart that those old men never trusted themselves.

The shadows within the consortium have changed one after another, and only those “faces” are the core of the Qing Clan that the old men care about.

According to the saying circulating in the Qing Clan, violence is only a means to maintain order, but it can never become order itself.

In short, the shadows, can only be shadows, can not be on the stage.

Now that Qing Zhen had made a name for himself in the fight against the Fire Seed Company, the old men had long wanted to suppress his sharpness, so house arrest and decentralization had become a matter of course.

Xu Concealment said softly, “Boss, tomorrow we’ll be reporting to the Combat Division, and presumably all of us will be broken up and dispersed into other combat units.”

“Hm,” Qing Zhen nodded as if nothing had happened, “Go ahead.”

“Is there anything else to explain on your side?” Xu Concealed asked, “Why don’t you get off the bus and say a few words to the warriors, or maybe we’ll go out into the wilderness with you, with so many of us, and with people and guns, we can do whatever we want.”

Qing Zhen laughed softly and shook his head, “How many people are waiting to go home and reunite with their wives and children, only to have you tell them that they have to go to the wilderness to make a living?”

“They’re willing,” Xu Zou said.

Qing Zhen opened the door of the car, as soon as he stepped off, all the soldiers in the convoy behind him got off, thousands of them, and immediately filled the market town to the brim, and the stragglers panicked and all ran away.

“All of you,” Qing Zhen looked at the soldiers in front of him and calmly said, “go to the other combat troops to perform well, don’t give me shame.”

The moment Qing Zhen’s words had just fallen, thousands of people stood up straight at the same time, “Yes!”

The soldiers understood at this moment what fate they would meet.

“Get on!” After Qing Zhen finished speaking, he lightly got on the car, the defending troops on top of the barriers were a little alarmed to see this scene, it seemed that none of the chief officers of the various combat units of the Qing Clan’s consortium had the influence that Qing Zhen had, right?

Qing Zhen entered the barrier and went back to his own villa, he took a shower and put on a new white suit, as for the previous one, he had it burned directly.

As soon as they entered the barriers, certain bigwigs from Qing’s consortium couldn’t wait to take over his operational command, the thousands of soldiers were taken away by the bigwigs by list and divided up.

The soldiers under Qing Zhen were all prima donnas who had fought hundreds of battles, and now that they had the chance to divide up this army, no one would miss this opportunity.

But Qing Zhen seemed like he didn’t care about anything.

After Qing Zhen washed up and walked out the door, the special car parked in front of the door had long since driven away, he laughed, “Not even a car to stay ah.”

He walked towards the outside, but the two soldiers on guard duty looked at him and said, “Boss Qing, you can’t go out of the house, don’t make it difficult for us.”

Qing Zhen raised his eyebrows, “The old men said that you are not allowed to go out of the 111 barriers, when did they say that you are not even allowed to go out of the house, could it be that someone is falsely passing on an imperial decree? Don’t worry, I’m just going to listen to a tune, who in this 111 Barrier doesn’t know that I, Qing Zhen, like to listen to tunes?”

The two soldiers looked at each other in dismay, when is this time to go listen to music, is this prestigious Boss Qing not worried about his situation at all, but the soldiers did not move aside.

But the soldiers didn’t move aside. Qing Zhen didn’t say a word, just at this moment, a bullet burst from an unknown direction and hit the stone road in front of the two soldiers, there are hidden gunmen protecting Qing Zhen in the vicinity!

The two soldiers know that the other side is merciful, just now this gunman even if a shot to death them, the Bureau will not be so little to add Chongqing meticulous punishment.

At the time of the handover of combat troops, no one will be in trouble!

Qing Zhen remained calmly looking at the two of them as the soldiers decisively backed away, “Thank you Boss Qing for being merciful.”

“Alright, no one will give you guys a hard time,” Qing Zhen laughed lightly and walked out.

The two soldiers couldn’t help but ponder behind Qing Zhen, earlier everyone had a legend that Qing Zhen had a lot of cards around him, and I didn’t expect it to be true.

But the Bureau is not Qing Zhen hollowed out, how there are still people willing to follow a person who lost power?

Only to hear Qing Zhen humming happily towards the city’s bustle, a soldier waited for him to go far away before asking: “What is Boss Qing singing about?”

“I don’t know, we don’t have the money to listen to music ……,” said another soldier, not quite sure.

At night, Qing Zhen sat alone in a theater hall, others are afraid of him like poison, see him to leave early, only Qing Zhen alone watched the stage of the playwrights changed one after another.

He supported his head with one hand, the more wine he drank, the brighter his eyes became.

The only thing left in this theater is the melodious and mournful singing floating in the neon colors.

The three-way street, the crossroads, how many days have I traveled from the north to the south?

In the morning, I see the cover coming, and in the evening, I see the car going back to the car in silence.

The present and the past are sinking into fame and fortune, and the short pavilion and the flowing water and the long pavilion tree ……

At this time, someone came behind him and said, “Qing Zhen, the Bureau has something to discuss, called you to listen.”

Qing Zhen smiled, “Tell them not to go.”

……

Ren Xiaosu from the gold store back to the store on the road has been considering the future plans, now selling gold is not possible, may be a minute to be stared at, so a large number of gold in the hand can not be realized, looking at the anxious.

Originally Ren Xiaosu is because of the hands of gold, only to open the store thing is not active, now naturally have to reconsider the business of the store to, he can not really count on the school to students subsidies to live, right ……?

Selling black drugs? Ren Xiaosu doesn’t really want to do this, after all, getting thank you coins can be more difficult than getting money.

As he was walking, he looked up and saw that he was already in front of the store, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Fugui selling something to a man with a mysterious look on his face.

When Ren Xiaosu got closer, he was selling black medicine …….

Looking at Wang Fugui’s expression, it was obvious that the other party was not introducing the serious effects of the black medicine, and the middle-aged man also had an immodest look on his face.

Ren Xiaosu is a little melancholy, is he fated to be a drug seller?