Chapter 847 Something Big Has Happened
Hearing Ye Qian's words, Ma Dehong couldn't help but froze. Although the Shangguan family is following a commercial route, Ma Dehong is still very clear about how much weight they have in Kyoto, and they have a huge network of relationships in Kyoto. Even Ma Dehong had to sell some thin noodles from Shangguan's family.
Although he didn't know what enmity Ye Qian had with Shangguan's family, Ma Dehong chose to stand on Ye Qian's side unconditionally. Ma Dehong is a stubborn guy who is stubborn and paranoid. In his opinion, Ye Qian is Ye Zhengran's son and his god-grandson. No one can touch him, otherwise he will be in trouble with Ma Dehong. "I don't ask what conflicts you have with the Shangguan family. As long as you need it, Grandpa will support you unconditionally. Hmph, this Shangguan family is becoming more and more arrogant in the capital, as if it is the largest family in the capital. " Ma Dehong said with a cold snort.
Ye Qian smiled lightly, and said: "If I can't handle it, I will definitely ask you to help. It would be even better if Shangguan's family is in shopping malls. After all, this is in the capital, too much bloody smell is not good , it’s a good choice to play some shopping mall beacons.”
Seeing the confidence in Ye Qian's eyes, Ma Dehong nodded in satisfaction. This must be the domineering spirit of his father Ye Zhengran. "By the way, the dagger you used during the day should be Qijue Dao, right? How did you get it?" Ma Dehong asked curiously.
"It's Qijue Sword." Ye Qian nodded and said, "However, I didn't know it at first, I called it Blood Wave. It was snatched from the British Museum by one of my Langya brothers, for this dagger, and he lost an arm of his own."
"Blood wave?" Ma Dehong was slightly stunned, remembering the appearance of Qijue Dao, then relieved, and said: "It is worthy of the name to call it Blood Wave. This dagger was your father's weapon back then, but no one knows why your father is here. I didn't use it in the duel with Fu Shisan. After your father died, no one knew where it went. I didn't expect it to fall into your hands in the end. It seems that everything was predestined. After a pause, Ma Dehong continued: "This Qijue sword is a treasure that everyone in the ancient martial arts circle looks at. If it is not necessary in the future, you'd better not expose it to others lightly, you know? Otherwise, you must It will cause you a lot of trouble."
Nodding his head slightly, Ye Qian said, "I know."
"En." Nodding in satisfaction, Ma Dehong is quite satisfied with Ye Qian's attitude. "Don't go back tonight, just stay here, let's have a good chat at night. I have a lot to tell you." Ma Dehong said.
"Yes, brother, you must stay tonight, no, you must stay in the future. I want to worship you as my teacher and learn your kung fu." The little boy said.
Ye Qian paused for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Don't tell me, you didn't learn Kung Fu? Didn't your grandfather teach you?"
"Tch, the kung fu taught by grandpa is too rustic and not at all lethal." The little boy curled his lips slightly and said, "I like those uncles in Dragon Guard, they use real kung fu .Brother’s is the same, and it’s more powerful than theirs.”
Ma Dehong sighed helplessly, and said: "My Ma family is just such a baby, but this kid just doesn't live up to it. He is indispensable for fighting and making troubles, and there is also his shadow for misbehavior, but he just refuses to learn kung fu properly. Those of me The kung fu is not real, and there are too many fists and legs."
Ye Qian chuckled, a little relieved. Ancient martial arts are indeed good, but because the moves are too rigid, they often cannot exert their maximum power. The little boy must have refused to learn because of this, right? However, this does not mean that the kung fu taught by Ma Dehong is useless, the key still depends on what kind of people use it.
"It's okay to teach you, but you need your grandfather's consent. Otherwise, don't you think I robbed him of his precious grandson." Ye Qian smiled and said, "As long as I have time, I will teach you Yes. But let’s talk about it first, my kung fu is all about killing people, you are not allowed to do anything wrong after you have learned it.”
With a hey smile, the little boy said: "No problem, I promise you, I will never bully the weak."
Ye Qian smiled slightly, and slammed the little boy on the head. This kid actually played tricks with himself, he doesn't know how to bully the weak, that is to say, as long as he thinks he is worse than others, he can take care of others. However, Ye Qian didn't point it out.
That night, Ye Qian did not leave Ma's house, and was dragged by Ma Dehong to chat until after one o'clock in the morning. The little boy had already gone to bed, and Ma Dehong was still quite strict with him. He got up and went to bed on time every day, and there must be no delay. After eating supper, Ma Dehong was still in high spirits, but Ye Qian couldn't stand it any longer. After several refusals, Ma Dehong didn't bother him anymore and let him go to bed.
Early the next morning, Ye Qian was woken up by Ma Dehong's roars. After going downstairs, I saw Ma Dehong holding the phone and throwing a tantrum. It seemed that something serious must have happened. "I warn you, Huangfu Qingtian, this is a matter in our army, and has nothing to do with your National Security Bureau. We will solve our affairs, and you don't need people from your National Security Bureau to intervene. Let me tell you, you If you dare to move, don't blame me for falling out." After speaking, Ma Dehong hung up the phone with a snap.
Turning around and seeing Ye Qian coming down from upstairs, Ma Dehong's expression froze for a moment, and then he said: "Are you arguing? Huangfu Qingtian is really an old man who cares about everything. His National Security Bureau is not omnipotent." Yes, do some things need him to intervene?"
"Did something happen?" Ye Qian asked.
After a moment of silence, Ma Dehong said: "The matter is very serious. A soldier named Jiang Xin in the Dragon Guard fled with two 92-type pistols and more than a hundred rounds of bullets. The Dragon Guard is the most powerful special force in China. Jiang Xin Xin is the best among them, and there are only a handful of people who can deal with him. If something happens to him, it will be out of control."
Ye Qian frowned slightly, but didn't speak. He has no say in such matters, and besides, it's none of his business at all.
"That old boy Huangfu Qingtian is about to make a move. I absolutely can't let him do that. It doesn't matter what you say, the dragon guards are all my soldiers, and they must not die in the hands of others." Ma Dehong said, "Xiaoqian , accompany me to the army."
Ye Qian froze for a moment, a little confused, why Ma Dehong let go. Protecting the dragon is the most elite special force in China. The media and newspapers began to report on the special forces of the seven major theaters many years ago. In addition, the "Snow Leopard Commando" of the internal guards for the Olympic security and the "Blue Sky Sword" of the airborne troops, The Navy Commando, as well as the Army Special Forces Spike Combat Brigade, the ten special forces of the military are well known.
However, these are at best mediocre combat troops. The most powerful force in China is always a secret. The strong force occupying Yanshan is precisely the ultimate Xiaoqiang that surpasses the special warfare brigade of the Kyoto Military Region.
Everyone who guards the dragon is a first-class master, and what they have received is not just general military training, they are also practitioners of ancient martial arts. If such a person is released, he is undoubtedly an absolutely dangerous person, a role that can make Hua Xia turn upside down. No wonder, Ma Dehong is so nervous.
"Brother, can you help me?" The little boy walked to Ye Qian's side, gently pulled his arm, and said softly. Ye Qian froze for a moment, then lowered his head. "Uncle Jiang is a real soldier, I admire it very much. Can you promise me to save him as much as possible?" Obviously, the little boy is also aware of the consequences after such a thing happens.
Ye Qian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded. For real soldiers, Ye Qian has always respected them, no matter what kind of things they made mistakes, they must not obliterate their merits.
After leaving the gate of Ma's house, Ma Dehong and Ye Qian got into the Jeep Wrangler, drove out of Ma's alley, and headed straight for Miyun. Miyun County is located at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, and the place Ye Qian is going to is in the deep mountains of Yanshan Mountain. After passing Miyun Reservoir, the Wrangler left the road and drove along a rough and bumpy gravel road. , a mountain pass, the four red letters on the huge white cement notice board are extremely conspicuous. "Military restricted zone".
After showing the pass, it bumped for another half an hour, and gradually approached the camp in the deep mountains. The breeze blew, and the pine branches all over the mountain swayed. Hearing the intertwined sound of gunshots, chant, and passwords, Ye Qian couldn't help but seem to have returned to the days when he was in Langya. At that time, why didn't I live such a life all day long? Although relatively monotonous, it is very comfortable.
Because, Ye Qian knows very well that once the training is stopped, it means that there is a task coming. When a mercenary has a mission, it means that his life is in danger. Life is precious to everyone. Even though they are not afraid of death on the battlefield, it doesn't mean they don't spare their lives. Perhaps, it is precisely because they cherish their lives that they live longer than ordinary people. Only when you cherish your life will you forget everything on the battlefield, only think about survival, forget your fear, and forget everything.
That was Ye Qian's third year in Langya. The first real mission, this time, let him see what is the ruthlessness and coldness of the battlefield. It was also this time that it really aroused the bloody impulse hidden in Ye Qian's heart, which laid a solid foundation for his future path.
If possible, Ye Qian hopes to go back to the past!