The people had arrived, and Meirou ordered the waiter waiting outside the door to serve the dishes.

After a moment, the table full of dishes exuded an attractive aroma, and there was a burst of laughter and joy as they whispered.

Qingmian and Tieshou competed at the banquet. The two of them competed with their respective alcohol tolerances, and they both drank shakingly. Finally, they hugged each other and talked and laughed, which made the others burst into laughter.

After the banquet ended, Yao Ji and Anna sent Bai Hao back to the villa, while Old Man Pan himself stopped a car and returned to Panjia Street.

Meirou stood beside Xiao Yang, and after two glasses of wine, two red clouds appeared on her cheeks, looking charming and passionate, "Boss, do you want me to send you back?"

Before Xiao Yang could make a sound, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

He took out his cell phone and saw that the caller ID was an unfamiliar number. After frowned, he pressed the answer button. Remember to provide you with wonderful novel reading on the mobile phone for one second.

A man's strong voice came from the other end of the phone, "Is it Xiao Yang? I am Fang Tianjun!"

Fang Tianjun?

Xiao Yang couldn't help but feel surprised.

How could the commander of the military power of the imperial capital call him? And there was not much intersection between the two of them.

Xiao Yang responded.

"Do you have time now? I'll send a car to pick you up here!"

Fang Tianjun asked in laughter.

Xiao Yang pondered for a moment, and after a little thought, "I'll send you the address!"

"good!"

After Fang Tianjun spoke, he hung up the phone.

Meirou, who was standing aside, asked in confusion: "Boss, it's not important, right?"

Xiao Yang shook his head, "You take the other people back first, I'll deal with it!"

"Do you need us?"

Meirou said quickly.

"You just need to take good care of them!"

Xiao Yang smiled and pointed to the iron hands and blue faces that were already holding the telephone pole and crying loudly.

Meirou held her forehead with one hand and sighed.

"Boss, please call us at any time if you have anything to do!"

After saying that, she immediately ran to pull the iron hand and Qingmian away from the telephone pole and pulled it towards the hotel.

After a long time, an Oriental Red Flag sedan slowly stopped in front of Xiao Yang. The driver opened the car door and walked out of the car, and asked respectfully: "You are Xiao Yang, Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Yang nodded.

The driver continued, "Our chief asked me to come and pick you up!"

As he said that, he had already opened the rear car door and waited for Xiao Yang to get into the car.

Xiao Yang got into the car.

The driver started the car and drove towards the suburbs of the imperial capital.

"Where are we going?"

Fang Tianjun didn't say much on the phone, which made Xiao Yang confused.

The driver looked ahead, holding the steering wheel in his hand, and said without squinting: "We, the chief guard, don't let him talk too much. Mr. Xiao will know where he is going!"

The car drove rapidly towards the suburbs.

The setting sun sets in the west, and the orange-red sunlight shines on the trees on both sides of the road, showing a warmth.

The driver turned the steering wheel and entered the mountains when the car was in.

Poplar on both sides, withered leaves standing tall on the side of the road, and retreated backwards in the car window.

A road sign-like stone reflected in Xiao Yang's eyes.

Above the stone, the vermilion paint clearly reads - the Flying Dragon Team's headquarters!

Flying Dragon Team?

Xiao Yang has heard of this team. It is a special combat team composed of sharp-sharp selected from the military power of the Han Dynasty. It mainly performs secret tasks. The identities of the members of the team are kept secret from the outside world, and it has also become a secret that other countries that are eyeing the Han Dynasty want to master.
Chapter completed!