The sonorous and powerful sentences, the overwhelming anger, turned into a few low roars that could not be suppressed in the wild, pouring into everyone around them, including Mo Huaiyuan's ears. No one was not the shock of his body.

This energy is finally rushing in my heart, like the stamina of high-purity alcohol, how can it dissipate? Well? How can it dissipate!

Mo Huaiyuan had already thought that this would happen.

Qu Weilan wants to apologize, and Governor Qu also wants to do it. But Qu Weilan is a woman who feels wronged and hates her, but she is just a tantrum. But her noble personality is there and she does nothing. At most, she cries and curses her cruelly. But what should she do if she calls Governor Qu and what can she do?

Mo Huaiyuan didn't think he could go back properly. After all, the matter that could not be solved could only be caused by anger. The rest would be left to resolve.

These are probably what anyone said, the weight of life that cannot be endured. But if he can't bear it, he will come.

Even if you have no choice but to retreat, you can only face it all.

A junior person around him pursed his lips and said, "Uncle Qu, you asked us to come today. What we said is to see what a rare talent the newly appointed Deputy Mayor Mo in Maicheng is. Now we have met. I see, I have a strong courage and courage. I don't know what else. Since we are here, we will go around and stand here and talk. What problems can we solve?"

The person who spoke looked familiar, and seemed to have heard it somewhere.

The smile on his face was cold and thin, and he couldn't tell whether he was an enemy or a friend at once.

"right."

"Yes, Uncle Qu."

When this sentence was said, several people of similar age around were busy and smoothing out the situation, their eyes were full of respect and comfort. It seemed that they were all juniors who were taken care of and appreciated by Governor Qu.

A man who was as old as a retired cadre also looked at Governor Qu with his hands behind his back. The smile on the corner of his mouth was very desolate and heartless, and said, "Yes, Lao Qu."

If there were some vulgar barbarians who had no status or quality around them, they might have beaten them up with their fists, but this status and face were blocking them. If they could not, they would have to think of other ways.

Governor Qu's face had been rising and falling several times, and his hands behind him were so angry that they were trembling. It took a long time to recover from some normality.

"Why are the wine burning me?" He asked the person behind him in a hoarse voice.

A clean woman with a nanny-like appearance responded timidly behind her: "It's hot, keep the heat warm, and the dishes are ready."

When they go back around, they can eat and drink.

"Yes." Governor Qu turned around and glanced at Mo Huaiyuan. His eyes were still as dark as the blue and gloomy. He slowed down for a while before saying, "Let's go. People like me, who care about exorcising grudges from the wine and food, if you don't want to give this face, then we will think of other ways to solve the problem. What do you think, ah?"

Mo Huaiyuan's face was faint, and his deep eyes couldn't see his emotions clearly. He just felt calm and humble: "Follow you."

Under the night, the lights in the training ground were turned on one by one.

The dazzling dim yellow chandeliers lit up on the iron nets of lighthouses, as if they opened a door in Mo Huaiyuan's memory. During the Light and Shadow Team, or during the evening training of any military district, I remember that they were all such dim yellow lights, and they were covered in sweat that was soaked in the clothes and dripping from water.

"Speaking of this, I am not from the military region, so I just used the name of the old man to hold a title. When it comes to training, I have only practiced Sanda for a few years. However, I participated in the Sanda competition of the National Youth League in 2004. The opponent happened to be from a military force. Its strength is no different from those of our wild paths..."

The person who spoke was the junior who had just spoken for the first time, still smiling and turned to Mo Huaiyuan: "How about Deputy Mayor Mo? Why don't you gesture with me? I haven't practiced for almost ten years when you joined the army more than ten years ago. Uncle Qu and his fifties and sixty years old were holding old bones and just watched us gesture. What do you think?"

Mo Huaiyuan felt that his muscles and bones were slightly dispersed, and it was because of habit. He raised his eyes and looked at the other party, saying, "I don't know your name yet."

"Ke Yan." said the other party, smiling slightly, "I work in the procuratorate."

No wonder, this person looks familiar and familiar, and did not participate in the specific investigation and evidence collection, so he only went to Qu Weilan's office. In addition, his current relationship with Governor Qu, Mo Huaiyuan knew what the situation was.

Mo Huaiyuan understands what these younger generations, or this group, are here to do and what their identities are.

"Is Sanda okay? The venue is wide enough, let's wait until we go." The other party smiled and invited, and had already jumped onto the stage.

Offstage,

There were few people watching them call each other and they were talking to each other. The tit-for-tat atmosphere spread. Even if Governor Qu didn't look at his eyes, his heart probably was watching.

"Okay." He agreed.

"I haven't heard of the Light and Shadow Team, but I have heard of it. Deputy Mayor Mo shows mercy."

"Since the day I retired, I have not planned to do anything with my fists and feet. You can do whatever you want, don't be polite." He said lightly.

I never expected that the other party would be polite.

The only shirt left in the coat I took off. In the late November weather in the south, the cold weather made the fibers on the shirt illuminate clearly.

Governor Qu stopped and looked at the two men with a cold face and squinted eyes.

Don’t talk about skills, just win or lose.

When the fierce fist wind came, Mo Huaiyuan felt the murderous aura. The force and the bones that had been stretched for a long time were terrifyingly ringing. He lowered his face and hid for a few flexibly. After he could not help but touch each other. In the cold weather, the bones hit hard, and the torn pain quickly rushed into the cerebral cortex, but there was no time to react. The next violent sweeping leg kicked again.

In the wet and cold twilight, the two of them were blowing from the cold at the beginning to sweating all over their bodies, and all the wrist joints were stretched out with pain. Mo Huaiyuan's offensive gradually weakened and could not resist. When he fell over his shoulder, "Touch!" A violent sound made the entire iron frame shaking. Mo Huaiyuan fell on the iron frame. In the horror of everyone, he saw his back of his head and spine landing at the same time! His heart trembled as if the back of his spine was squirming. The people on the ground opened their eyes pale in their faces. In the dust, they could see the terrible sweat on their opponent's face and the scarlet and cruel eyes.

Ke Yan's heart was only relieved for a moment, and then a strong emotion surged up again and could not dissipate.

He smiled slightly, followed the trend, stretched out his hand that was also trembling with the pain of the bone hitting, and stretched out - pulling him up.

I haven't trained for a long time, and Mo Huaiyuan is familiar with such pain. The training of the Light and Shadow Team is indeed extremely painful and terrifying. Otherwise, there wouldn't be frequent tasks that could be killed at any time, nor would he choose to retire because of her crying.

Everyone started chatting about themselves again, as if no one had seen this place at all.

Ke Yan withdrew his hand, looked Wen Wenwuharu on his face, jumped off the stage, shook his trembling hands, and smiled: "Deputy Mayor Mo... Chengru."

Mo Huaiyuan also smiled slightly, half of his shoulder was still numb, and the pain on his back did not dissipate, and said, "...thank you."

After all, during the fight just now, Ke Yan spared no effort and did not greet him. Many things were hidden under his clothes and could not be seen at all.

The next close combat, triathlon, shooting... Each had a different person fighting with Mo Huaiyuan. When the night gradually darkened, Mo Huaiyuan's sweat had flowed a lot. The loud noise made by the sniper rifle in the shooting range echoed in his ears, almost shaking his eardrums.

Mo Huaiyuan lowered his head and replaced the last row of 20 rounds of bullet clips. Under his armpit, it seemed that there were signs of fracture in the close combat just now. The powerful recoil of the sniper rifle shook his right arm, and the severe pain of the fracture became more and more severe.

Sweat slightly penetrated into the thick eyelashes, and I couldn't see clearly the target.

What is that little woman doing at home at this moment?

After losing the last round of shooting, the opponent smiled and took the gun, gave it to the people around him, rubbed his hands and said, "My marksmanship, Wei Lan can joke about it back then."

He knew what that person meant, of course.

Someone was talking in his ears, as if he was whispering to Governor Qu and saying something. The expression on Governor Qu's face was not changed behind him. He was holding his hands behind his back and his face was terrifyingly cold. Mo Huaiyuan's submissive look was set on his apology and was responsible for the responsibility. He could see.

It was because of his grievances that Qu Jia and Wei Lan were so overwhelmed.
Chapter completed!