Chen family monster

Updated: 2011-07-06

Chapter 350 Seven

Chen Ping went back to the compound of the military region by car. When he got off the car, a very interesting thing happened. The hundreds of dollars in his pocket today had been squandered by Xu Shu. He fumbled for a long time and only took out seven dollars. In small change, the starting price of a taxi in Nanjing is not as brutal as that in Beijing and Shanghai, only nine yuan, but the pitiful few yuan paper ticket in Mr. Chen's hand is obviously not enough to pay the fare, and the driver's eyes are also very strange. Women can live in a five-star hotel, and a man who lives in a military compound, shouldn't be a small character who can't even afford the fare, right?

With a calm face, Chen Ping put the seven dollars back into his pocket calmly, took out his mobile phone without blushing, and used a great summoning technique to wake up his wife to get the money. He just hung up the phone, without expressing clearly, Chen Ping was not in a hurry, and told the taxi driver who looked even weirder, "Master, wait a minute, my wife will send you money later, and I will double it for you."

The driver accompanied Chen Ping at the gate of the compound for half an hour, only to see Tang Aozhi come out slowly, dressed very coolly, she came to the side of the car with no expression on her face, and handed the money to the taxi driver , turn around and leave.

Chen Ping hurriedly got out of the car to follow, and put his arms around his wife's shoulders. Seeing that she didn't object, he planned to make an inch, but Tang Aozhi slapped his paw off. Chen Ping dispelled the dirty thoughts in his heart, wrapped his arms around Tang Aozhi contentedly, and walked towards the general building, uncle It happened to be sitting in the living room studying a document, Chen Ping hesitated, and asked Tang Aozhi to go to bed first, saying that he wanted to talk to his uncle.

Hearing the movement, Chen Fugui put down the things in his hands, looked at his watch, and glared at Chen Ping again. He said helplessly what time it is, and when I come back so late, I will tell Xiaozhi directly so that she doesn't have to hold the door for you , let you sleep outside.

Tang Aozhi smiled obediently, and went upstairs without saying anything. Chen Ping touched his nose, walked over and sat down, and saw a box of unpacked pandas on the table. Click on one, put all the rest in your pocket, sit on the sofa and puff.

"You don't sleep, you sit here, what's the matter?" Chen Fugui asked suspiciously, the injury on his hand last time has almost healed, and now he is sitting on the sofa with a burly body, and the lights have been deliberately dimmed , especially deterrent.

Chen Ping said softly, uncle, do you know Unit 1814? Can you tell me about it.

Chen Fugui was taken aback, and was even more surprised. He got up and poured a glass of water, and said with a smile, why are you asking this? This army is not mysterious, but it is impossible for ordinary people to understand it. Boy, you don't have to think about it now, just practice boxing with your loyal uncle , In the 1814 army, anyone who comes out casually can put you down.

Chen Ping curled his lips, obviously he didn't take this seriously, and Chen Fugui didn't mind, he said unintentionally that your loyal uncle served in the army in 1814. In three years, he went on 37 missions and was injured 29 times. Awarded the second-class merit medal. If you are free tomorrow, you can ask him yourself. After all, there is someone who has been there and must know more details than me. If you are curious, go to him.

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, said with a hey smile, uncle, do you have any other good cigarettes and wine, I will take them over to give Uncle Zhong a taste tomorrow, that old boy is hard to deal with, he has a stubborn mouth, no good at all For him, I guess I can't dig out anything useful.

Chen Fugui laughed and scolded the little bastard, shook his head, stood up and walked to the bedroom, and after a while, he brought out a jar of wine, unpackaged, porcelain wine jar, very antique, he put the wine in front of Chen Ping, and took out a cigarette Come on, put it down together, and said with a smile that these are all good things. I originally planned to let you take them to Zhongshan Meilu in a few days, and now I will use them for you. I left some good cigarettes for your father. Put it in your car, don't take it privately.

Chen Ping laughed and said, thank you uncle, tomorrow I will take this thing to Uncle Zhong, and he will have to say something if he doesn't want to ask any questions, I will go to sleep, I am sleepy.

Chen Fugui laughed and scolded, and Chen Ping rushed upstairs. When he approached the corner, he turned his head, glanced at Chen Fugui downstairs who continued to study the materials, and said softly, uncle, you should also go to bed earlier.

Chen Fugui groaned, nodded slightly, with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

The next morning, Chen Ping got up. After washing, he took the cigarettes and alcohol that his uncle handed him last night, and went directly to Huang Zhong. His residence was not far from the General’s Building. Slamming on the door, it took five or six minutes before there was a response from inside. The wooden door opened slowly. Uncle Zhong was sleepy. He glanced at Chen Ping, and immediately scolded the brat who knew he had come back. The last time he ran very smartly. , I can't even catch up with you, okay, if you don't learn, I won't teach.

Chen Ping was more straightforward, he grinned and said, "I don't want to teach, and I'm not willing to learn. Future martial arts masters like us, stay here and let this fucking bury talent."

Uncle Zhong was not angry either, he laughed and scolded to get out, let Chen Ping into the room, and saw the things in Chen Ping's hand at a glance. The man in his forties suddenly brightened his eyes, first took the wine carefully, and then snatched the cigarette away. With a smile on his face, he said that you have a heart, so you can save yourself an apology, this thing is enough, it's still early, let me go to bed first, and wake you up.

Chen Ping was puzzled and said no, Uncle Zhong is not in the right state of mind today, tell me honestly, where did you go last night?

Huang Zhong didn't feel good about going whoring. He went to whoring.

Chen Ping was speechless for a while. He wanted to ask a few times. He was afraid of being whipped, so he could only be silent. Sitting in a chair was boring. Huang Zhong's life has always been very regular, but as a man, it is good to indulge his desire once in a while. No matter how sharp the right hand is, it can't keep up with the delicate belly of the lady. Chen Ping expressed his understanding of Uncle Zhong's approach. This man who stayed by Chen Fugui's life has never been married. 'Eat chicken', there is more than one, and he has been abstaining for several months after it is over, and he himself enjoys it over and over again.

Huang Zhong loves cleanliness very much, the ground can be regarded as spotless, there is an ashtray next to the bed, there are a few cigarette butts in it, and beside it, there is a very old-fashioned desktop computer, Chen Ping played it once before, and it turned out that it was a stupid game Dou Landlord can freeze up, more than a year has passed, this thing is still persisting in survival, Chen Ping glanced at it, not even having the desire to go, picked up a copy of "Expeditionary Army Lifeline" on the table and read it, but As soon as he saw the content inside, it suddenly collapsed. There was a large description of Chiguoguo that was more explicit than Jin Pingmei. Chen Ping glanced at the upper right corner, and the title of the book also changed. Put pornographic books in it, and people can be considered invincible if they can be bored to this level.

Huang Zhong didn't wake up until ten o'clock in the morning. He rolled over and got out of bed. It seemed that he had replenished the energy he had exhausted last night. He saw Chen Ping on the chair flipping through the "xx "Girl", with a meaningful expression on his face, young people should pay attention to their bodies, reading some uplifting healthy and inspirational works is the kingly way, only thinking can make progress, return the book to me, this thing can't be shown to you.

Chen Ping looked intoxicated, relished, intoxicated, and listened to Uncle Zhong's words, with a dignified face, shook the book in his hand, and said seriously that this book is very inspiring, expeditionary army, a bloody novel, young people also need it Learn about the hardships of the revolutionary predecessors, Uncle Zhong. After a morning of research, I found that this is indeed a damn good book. It fully describes the hardships, blood, and unity of the expeditionary army. It is worth thinking about, um, I have to take it back and study it in a while, and I will write a post-reading review for you another day, and we will study it together.

Huang Zhong scolded me, and he could only follow Chen Ping's meaning and say that "Expeditionary Army Lifeline" is really good.

Two men, of different age groups, one sullen and sultry, the other evil and shameless, get together, a bit like drinking with a confidant, a thousand cups are too small, Uncle Zhong cooks the lunch himself, Chen Ping goes out to buy cooked food, the division of labor is clear, and the two men A sumptuous meal was served on the table, Huang Zhong opened Chen Pingxiaojing's good wine with a heartbroken face, and even opened a pack of cigarettes by the way, the two big men smoked, drank and ate vegetables, chatting freely.

After drinking for three rounds, a certain animal that had been planning for a long time finally started to exert its strength, and asked Uncle Zhong seemingly unintentionally, I heard from my uncle that you served in the 1814 army before?How about it, isn't it fun in there?

Huang Zhong's face was flushed, Bawangzui could be given such a domineering name, and the strength of alcohol was not ordinary. He was stunned for a while, and said with some nostalgia that it was a good place, but it was too dangerous. Don't talk to me, you kid, what's the fun It’s not fun, you won’t be able to get in even if I talk about flowers, not to mention your identity, you can’t pass the test in terms of force value, don’t think about it, just practice boxing with me honestly, when uncle was in 1814 Counting at the upper-middle level, if you beat me, you will be considered a teacher.

Chen Ping was shocked in his heart, but on the surface he said with a disdainful face that the Niucha troops were so fierce, they were pulling like [-] to [-], it was an exaggeration.

Uncle Zhong smiled and said boy, don’t be dissatisfied. When did you see me bragging? 1814 is not a place for ordinary people to enter. Some super powerful violent organizations, these things I can't tell you in detail, there are confidentiality regulations, you can see a thing or two by knowing the record of this army.

Chen Ping listened attentively.

During the Anti-Japanese War, 1814 troops from the 300 Troop encountered nearly 2000 Japanese soldiers. They fought for three days and wiped out nearly [-]% of the enemy.

To resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea, a series of high-risk missions, 1814% of them were independently planned by the 90.00 troops and the red vanguards, with a success rate of [-]%.

In the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, the dense jungle, the 1814 troops seemed to be in no man's land, 300 people, covered in blood, fought several times, and wiped out nearly [-] enemies.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, 1814 was mostly seen in a series of campaigns against terrorism.

The individual champion and team champion of the Special Forces Contest for ten consecutive years.

In several field military exercises, the battle loss rate has been maintained at around 1:18.

Great results!

Chen Ping was sitting on a chair, smoking a cigarette, his whole body was dry and hot, his eyes were shining brightly, and his blood was boiling.

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