My Spicy Girlfriend

Dugu Xie also looked dignified and didn't speak.

After a long time, Dugu Aotian said, "for the sake of today, we can't manage so much."

"After all, the legend about the gate of the forbidden area on the top of Tianshan Mountain is a legend for the world... Moreover, the world is so big that no one can break the secret, so we don't have to worry about it now." Dugu Baidao said.

Hearing Dugu Xie's words, the ghost servant thought, "it seems that we can only do so now."

"Now my only hope is to find the bastard's Long Yin... And break him into pieces!"

"It turned out that it was this bastard who broke my brother's tendons." when I think of it, these ghost servants are boiling with blood. I wish they could kill the Dragon Yin now.

Dugu Xie said coldly, "don't worry! You'll die in the end."

"Blood debts will one day be paid with blood."

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At the gate of the barracks of the North China field military region, I don't know when a lot of vehicles came, and there were many media reporters, some even with cameras on their shoulders, waiting in a crowd.

A row of soldiers of the North China Field Army standing at the gate stopped them outside the gate.

But even so, the reporters still felt a little reluctant, still squeezing and pushing, and still taking pictures with their cameras.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot..."

"No shooting in military areas!"

"Do you hear me?"

……

But I saw those soldiers at the door roaring.

But those journalists don't care. They come here today only to get front-line news and national headlines, so they don't care.

As the noise became louder and louder, at the moment, when seeing brigade commander Wang Zhen passing by the gate, when he saw that many reporters were surrounded by the gate, he frowned and walked past with vigorous steps.

"What happened?"

"What are these people doing?" the article has attracted great attention from a large number of people in society since it was sent out. This morning, the old head of the central military region called and scolded, saying that the North China field army here did not pay attention to its image at all.

see? Now Wang Zhen is being scolded by commander Fu Zhengguo.

But Wang Zhen wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain, so he had to hold his breath.

"You say, what should we do now?" commander Fu Zhengguo said with his hands on his waist and his eyes staring at Wang Zhendao.

Wang Zhen faltered and didn't know what to do.

Political commissar Zhou on the other side thought about it and suddenly said, "commander Fu, what do you think of this idea?"

"Tell me about it." commander Fu Zhengguo looked at political commissar Zhou.

Just listen to political commissar Zhou: "since these people want to see Li Xiaoer so much, let's let Li Xiaoer go out to meet them... In this way, we can not only meet their wishes, but also enable them to revoke the previous article that slanders our North China Field Army."

After listening to what political commissar Zhou said, commander Fu Zhengguo thought and said, "OK, just do as you say!"

"It's up to you... Listen to me, Wang Zhen. I absolutely don't want tomorrow's newspaper to report the bad news of our North China Field Army... If it's reported again, your boy will go home and plant sweet potatoes."

Fu Zhengguo scolded Wang Zhen and left immediately.

But Wang Zhen, who left a hard face, was depressed there.

"Brigade commander Wang, what's the matter with you?" political commissar Zhou looked at Wang Zhen in front of him at the moment.

Wang Zhen looked bitter and forced. He humed with an ugly face and said, "I'm fine."

"Let's go find Li Xiaoer..." said political commissar Zhou.

Wang Zhen said sadly, "does Li Xiaoer agree?"

"It's all right. Let's just persuade him... It's not a big deal to deal with a group of reporters." political commissar Zhou said with a smile.

"Well, at present, it seems that it can only be so."

So the two men quickly walked towards the house where Li Xiaoer lived.

After arriving at the military camp where Li Xiaoer stayed, they saw Li Xiaoer in the room.

"Li Xiaoer." commissar Zhou, who came in, shouted with a smile.

But Li Xiaoer slowly raised his eyes and looked at the coming political commissar Zhou and Wang Zhen.

"How's the injury?" political commissar Zhou looked at the wound wrapped on Li Xiao's second hand and asked politely.

Li Xiaoer said faintly, "it's all right."

"What are you doing here?" Li Xiaoer asked.

After Li Xiaoer asked about the exit, brigade commander Wang Zhen hesitated, but he still thought about it and wanted to say it.

"Li Xiaoer, you have to do me a favor this time." Wang Zhen looked at Li Xiaoer in front of him.

Li Xiaoer was stunned, looked at brigade commander Wang Zhen and said, "help? What's the favor?"

So Wang Zhen told Li Xiaoer about the interview. After saying it, Li Xiaoer was depressed and looked at Wang Zhen in front of him with a pair of surprised eyes.

"What? You want to interview me?" Li Xiaoer said incredulously.

Wang Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "well, it's just a simple answer to some questions of those boring reporters."

"No, no, I won't go." Li Xiaoer refused decisively. He is not used to facing so many cameras and questions from so many people.

After hearing Li Xiaoer's decisive refusal, commissar Zhou hurriedly said, "Li Xiaoer, please, just help us once? Just answer some questions from the reporters."

Li Xiaoer said, "I really can't help you... I'm really awkward in the face of those people's questions."

"It's okay..."

"No... no... I'm not going."