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The night is like lacquer, and the wet sea breeze blowing from the sea slowly blows. This makes the Si Shui, which is like a stove during the day, suddenly appear much cooler.

The moonlight in Cambodia looks bright and soft. The Buddhist city of Phnom Penh seems to be asleep in the beautiful scenery surrounded by mountains and seas, and everything is silent.

The temporary barracks of the Zhongxun Team in Phnom Penh were as quiet as ever, but in the alleys on the streets not far away, there were some ragged beggars lying lazily. Although they seemed to be no different from ordinary beggars, occasionally when they were lying on the ground, they looked at the Zhongxun Team in a barely manner, which means that these people were definitely not simple.

In the past few days, since Wen Feng and Gao Xiaodong attended that banquet, there were always some Cambodian officials and powerful officials here to visit. Wen Feng and Gao Xiaodong generally chose not to see each other, and they had never seen the military camp several times themselves.

But that's it. These beggars who came from somewhere seem to fall in love with this place and are no longer willing to move away from this place.

Where did these people come from? Such a young beggar?

Can they still have meals before they are stationed in the military camp of the Central ** team?

It is obvious that the identities of these beggars will never be too simple, but the Chinese team has never taken them seriously.

At this time, although the night was dark, Fang Zhijun had patroled the camp gate with a soldier. He looked at the alley for a long time without making any noise. The elite soldiers of the first squadron had been idle in Phnom Penh these days, and they had already looked at their captain: "Ball Team, aren't we going out yet?"

Fang Zhijun took out a small bottle of wine, rinsed his mouth, patted it on his neck, and handed it to his comrades around him as if he was drinking, and then patted them on the shoulder: "Let's go! Fuck, don't show any mercy when you fight, beat me up those turtles to death!"

Hearing his words, some of the soldiers in the squadron laughed: "Damn, this soldier is so strong. Follow the captain, he is very happy in Cambodia and Vietnamese soldiers! Even if he bullies a few little gangsters, he is so unique!"

Fang Zhijun pulled the corner of his mouth and thought he was laughing. He took the lead and walked out. As soon as he left the door of the temporary military camp, the kid's always rigorous steps suddenly became crooked. The soldiers of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade who were following him were also happy on their faces. They wanted to laugh but dared not laugh, and pretended to be crazy and stupid.

In a short while, a group of people were drunk and rushed out. I don’t know who started singing at the top of the voice, and then quickly staggered to the entrance of the alley, which quickly alarmed the "beggars" lying in the alley.

"Mom... Damn, who... who is fucking not having eyes here, dares to block the uncle's words!"

"Jun... Jun Jun, I... I didn't mean it..."

Fang Zhijun looked slanted, and he shook his head in three steps and didn't know how he turned onto a "beggar". The guy stepped on the "beggar" hard and kicked it. He was so soft that his body staggered and almost fell down. When he turned around, he naturally shouted loudly.

"Big...Big Brother, I...I'll drive away...Go away...',,"

The beggar's face turned pale. Although the foot that was trampled on his body was so painful, the kid didn't care about the pain. He hurriedly dragged his feet and started running to the side!

Fang Zhijun stared at him as if he had not yet woken up from drinking, but the soldiers around him were not happy. He didn't know if they had heard the "beggar" half-baked Chinese dialect, but he shouted to him all the time: "Bird hair, say sorry when you block your uncle's road? If it's useful, what else do you need to do if the police do?"

"Damn it, don't worry, he's a bird. It's so bad to see this guy. There are so many beggars around our military camp. What do you think? Fuck it away for me!"

The "Beggar" wanted to leave, but the soldiers grabbed it all at once. Fang Zhijun glared at the wall and stood up. A flash of light in his eyes. A progressive punch hit the "Beggar" between the chest and abdomen. He heard a scream, and he beat the guy out! He screamed like crying and shouting at his mother!

"Everything...everything is done to me, and I'll beat you all away..."

Seeing Fang Zhijun taking action, the Hurricane Special Forces next to him had a good deal of young and good things, so how could he not do it?

Some people grabbed the blade with empty hands, some were the Northern School Long Fist, and some were just monkeys stealing peaches, using all kinds of tricks. At this time, they were still drunk, and they ran like rockets. Three or four of them rushed over here, and they made the beggars dizzy and the beggars were dizzy. In the blink of an eye, two were unconscious, and three were lying on the ground and they couldn't get up.

The other two alleys were still holding seven or eight beggars. They watched blankly for a long time and couldn't react. When they really reacted, the soldiers who were addicted to the fight felt that their hands and feet had not moved yet? They chased after them, and several beggars suddenly lived. At first, they pretended to be limp and ran faster than cats. One of them had a big plaster on their foreheads and fell off.

But their movements were as fast as these arduously trained special forces soldiers. In just three or five steps, the soldiers of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade chased after him. After that fist and harsh feet, one of the "beggars" wanted to resist when he saw something was wrong.

But before he could swing his hand straight, a soldier's straight thigh swept a sudden sweep. He heard a snap sound. Before the boy could swing his straight arm, he broke suddenly. This contest was simply not an exception. These "beggars" were in trouble. They were hit by the "drunk soldiers" of the ** team. The silent blackness was suddenly filled with their screams.

The soldiers of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade were really fighting, and they smashed everything. They were suddenly out of control outside the temporary barracks. Finally, such a big noise alarmed the policemen patrolling the surrounding area. They rushed over to investigate the situation. Seeing these drunk soldiers beat the beggars one by one, their faces turned pale.

A Cambodian policeman looked at something wrong and quickly blew a whistle to call for reinforcements. The other people wanted to help persuade the fight, but before they were approached, they were beaten with a blue face and a suffocating face. Looking at the fierceness of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade soldiers, they would definitely be fools when they came over. These two attempts were in vain.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone around was attracted by the movements in the alley, three black shadows ran out of the temporary military camp quietly. No one noticed that they suddenly entered the oak forest on the left outside the temporary military camp.

Not long after entering, the three of them had not yet adapted to the faint light in the oak forest, two figures flashed out from the path in the woods, and a male voice asked in a very angry voice: "Yes, General Gao?"

Wen Feng calmed down, so he brought Gong Guo and Gao Jun and Gao Jun to make a move, which could play a certain role in crisis. Consolidation would be purely a errand. Anyway, Wen Feng was self-reliant and there was no danger, so he didn't consider it as a big battle.

"Oh, it's you!"

Before Wen Feng could speak, the familiar voice in front of him softly used a very magnetic voice. A pair of bright eyes under the moonlight, like a sea of ​​stars reflected, and his pretty face was so bright that it was so bright under the night. Wen Feng had to shock him a little hard at that moment. He finally saw the whole picture of the woman, but he was obviously a girl. What was even more surprising was that this girl was actually a stunning beauty that he had never seen in his life when he traveled through the times before and after. Even his fiancée Zhao Bingqian in the military camp seemed to be a little bit less exotic than her.

Wen Feng was stunned for a moment. The moonlight shone down and he opened his eyes widened. Her hair drooped under her straw hat was as dark as blood, but a strange color appeared in her eyes. Her face was as white as cheese, which was even more smooth and detailed.

In amazement, Wen Feng finally knew why this girl always felt that she had a special charm. It turned out that this girl was actually a real mixed-race girl with shiny black hair, eyes that couldn't see clearly in the night, and her white and delicate skin, she had almost absorbed the best advantages of Chinese and Western women. Is she so tall? No wonder she is so arrogant!

"General, Xiaomin's name is Tang Hu. This is my sister Tang Feng. I will welcome the general on behalf of my grandfather. Thank you for your willingness to talk to us Nanyang Chinese!"

The young man had sword-browed eyebrows and tiger-eyed eyes. He looked at Wen Feng for a long time and couldn't help but say softly again.

Wen Feng shook his head. Now is not the time to be amazed. The girl bit her lips and stood quietly listening to her brother's words. That expression, even the man who rarely spoke since Gao Jun fought the battle of Li Duan looked at him, let alone consolidated, and his little eyes were almost widened.

"General Gao still needs to command in the military camp, so I will be a representative and have a good talk with overseas compatriots!"

Wenfeng looked at this young man. The children of overseas Chinese had a broad vision, perfect education, self-confidence and self-reliance. This was a different style from domestic men. Perhaps compared with the lack of vision caused by domestic youths at that time, they seemed to be even more generous. Even when facing leading generals like Wenfeng, they seemed particularly generous.

Maybe thirty-three years later, young people in China also have this kind of demeanor, but now we have to say that because we have too few experiences, it is undeniable that there is no such demeanor as Tang Hu. Wen Feng looked at Tang Hu with appreciation and smiled: "Where is your grandfather? Is he the old man we saw when we entered the city? His admiration for us on the street made us very frightened. If I could see this old man, my Wen Feng would be in vain!"

Tang Hu smiled in embarrassment, looked at Tang Feng, lowered his head and said, "I dare not tell grandpa about this. I will understand when the general arrives!"

"Okay, I saw Miss Tang again, and finally I knew your name! Your name is Tang Feng!"

Tang Hu's neither arrogant nor humble expression surprised Wenfeng even more. The boy's tutoring was really not simple. He turned around and looked at the stunning girl named Tang Feng and looked over with some jokes. He saw her biting her lip and glaring at her brother angrily, "Who made him slapped? Isn't this a place to talk? General, our car is ready, do you dare to follow us?"

"Since I'm here, I'll turn around and say that I'll hand over this hundred pounds to you if I'm killing or cutting!"

Tang Feng spoke Chinese very well, and with a little Beijing accent, it really made Wenfeng feel friendly. Looking at her little face as if she was smiling, Wenfeng couldn't help but be proud. She couldn't let this little girl look at the movies, so he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Lead the way!"

The car is very ordinary, which is just a military jeep, but it is not easy to get such a car here in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. Chinese in Southeast Asia usually use money to drive the way. It seems that they have a certain foundation in Phnom Penh now.

I walked through the dark road and walked through the ditches of the plantation. I saw a three-story building with an ancient and elegant style from afar. The building was at the end of the street in Phnom Penh, but the two big characters of the Tang Building on the door were always profound, making this building look less ordinary.

A little light flashed inside, and there seemed to be a vague figure.

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The other two alleys were still holding seven or eight beggars. They watched blankly for a long time but couldn't react. When they really reacted, the soldiers who were addicted to the fight felt that their hands and feet had not moved yet? They chased after them. Several beggars suddenly started to live, and they were pretending to be lame and ran faster than cats. One of them had a big plaster on their foreheads and fell off.

But their movements were as fast as these arduously trained special forces soldiers. In just three or five steps, the soldiers of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade chased after him. After that fist and harsh feet, one of the "beggars" wanted to resist when he saw something was wrong.

But before he could swing his hand straight, a soldier's straight thigh swept a sudden sweep. He heard a snap sound. Before the boy could swing his straight arm, he suddenly broke. This contest was simply not an exception. These "beggars" were in trouble. They were hit by the "drunk soldiers" of the ** team. The silent blackness was suddenly filled with their screams.

The soldiers of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade were really fighting, and they smashed everything. They were suddenly out of control outside the temporary barracks. Finally, such a big noise alarmed the policemen patrolling around rushed over to investigate the situation. Seeing these drunk soldiers beat the beggars one by one, their faces turned pale.

A Cambodian policeman looked at something wrong and quickly blew a whistle to call for reinforcements. The other people wanted to help persuade the fight, but before they were approached, they were beaten with a blue face and a suffocating face. Looking at the fierceness of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade soldiers, they would definitely be fools when they came over. These two attempts were in vain.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone around was attracted by the movements in the alley, three black shadows ran out of the temporary military camp quietly, but no one noticed that they suddenly entered the oak forest on the left side outside the temporary military camp.

Not long after entering, the three of them had not yet adapted to the faint light in the oak forest, two figures flashed out from the path in the woods, and a male voice asked in a very angry voice: "Yes, General Gao?"

Wen Feng calmed down, so he brought Gong Guo and Gao Jun and Gao Jun to make a move, which could play a certain role in crisis. Consolidation would be purely a errand. Anyway, Wen Feng was self-reliant and there was no danger, he didn't consider it as a big battle.

"Oh, it's you!"

Before Wen Feng could speak, the familiar voice in front of him softly used a very magnetic voice. Under the moonlight, a pair of bright eyes were reflected like a sea of ​​stars. The pretty face was so bright that it was so bright under the night. Wen Feng had to shock him hard at that moment. He finally saw the whole picture of the woman, but he was obviously still a girl. What was even more surprised was that this girl was actually a stunning beauty that he had never seen in his life when he traveled through the times before and after. Even his fiancée Zhao Bingqian in the military camp seemed to be a little bit inferior to her.

Wen Feng was stunned. The moonlight shone down and he opened his eyes wide. He saw that her hair drooping under her straw hat was as dark as blood, but a strange color appeared in her eyes. Her face was as white as cheese, which was even more smooth and detailed.

In amazement, Wen Feng finally knew why this girl always felt that she had a special charm. It turned out that this girl was actually a real mixed-race girl with shiny black hair and eyes that could not be seen in the night. With her white and delicate skin, she had almost absorbed the best advantages of Chinese and Western women. Is she so tall? No wonder she is so arrogant!

"General, Xiaomin's name is Tang Hu, this is my sister Tang Feng. I will welcome the general on behalf of my grandfather.

Thank you General for your willingness to talk to us Nanyang Chinese!”

The young man had sword-browed eyebrows and tiger-eyed eyes. He looked at Wen Feng without saying a word for a long time, and couldn't help but say softly again.

Wen Feng shook his head. Now is not the time to be amazed. The girl bit her lips and stood quietly aside, listening to her brother's words. That expression, even the man who rarely spoke since Gao Jun fought the battle of Li Duan, looked at him twice, let alone consolidated, and his small eyes were almost widening.

"General Gao still needs to command in the military camp, so I will be a representative and have a good talk with overseas compatriots!"

Wenfeng looked at this young man. The children of overseas Chinese had a broad vision and improved education and self-confidence. This was a different style from domestic men. Perhaps compared with the lack of vision caused by domestic youths at that time, they seemed to be even more generous. Even when facing leading generals like Wenfeng, they seemed particularly generous.

Maybe thirty-three years later, young people in China also have this kind of demeanor, but now we have to say that because we have too few experiences, it is undeniable that there is no such demeanor as Tang Hu. Wen Feng looked at Tang Hu with appreciation and smiled: "Where is your grandfather? Is he the old man we saw when we entered the city? His admiration for us on the street made us very frightened. If I could see this old man, my Wen Feng would be in vain!"

Tang Hu smiled in embarrassment, looked at Tang Feng, and lowered his head and said, "I dare not help my grandfather telling me that the general will understand this after he arrives!"

"It's good that I've seen Miss Tang again, and finally I know your name! Your name is Tang Feng!"

Tang Hu's neither arrogant nor humble expression surprised Wen Feng even more. The boy's tutoring was really not simple. He turned around and looked at the stunning girl named Tang Feng and looked over with some jokes. He saw her biting her lip and glaring at her brother angrily, "Who made him slapped? Isn't this a place to talk? General, our car is ready, do you dare to follow us?"

"Since I'm here, I'll turn around and say that I'll hand over this hundred pounds to you if I'm killing or cutting!"

Tang Feng spoke Chinese very well, and with a little Beijing accent, it really made Wenfeng feel friendly. Looking at her little face as if she was smiling, Wenfeng couldn't help but be proud. She couldn't let this little girl look at the movies. So he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Lead the way!"

The car is very ordinary, which is just a military jeep, but it is not easy to get such a car here in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. Chinese in Southeast Asia usually use money to drive the road, it seems that they now have certain foundations in Phnom Penh.

Walking on the dark road, I don’t know how many ditches and troughs of the plantation, I saw a three-story building with an ancient and elegant style from afar. The building is at the end of the street in Phnom Penh, but the two big characters on the door, the rhyme of the Tang Building is always deep, making this building look less ordinary.

A little light flashed inside, and there seemed to be a vague figure.

Tang Feng spoke Chinese very well, and with a little Beijing accent, it really made Wenfeng feel friendly. Looking at her little face as if she was smiling, Wenfeng couldn't help but be proud. She couldn't let this little girl look at the movies, so he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Lead the way!"

The car is very ordinary, which is just a military jeep, but it is not easy to get such a car here in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. Chinese in Southeast Asia usually use money to drive the way. It seems that they have a certain foundation in Phnom Penh now.

Walking on the dark road, I don’t know how many ditches and obstacles of the plantation, and I saw a three-story building with an ancient and elegant style from afar. The building is at the end of the street in Phnom Penh, but the two big characters on the door, the rhyme of the Tang Building is always deep, making this building look less ordinary.

Tang Feng spoke Chinese very well, and with a little Beijing accent, it really made Wenfeng feel friendly. Looking at her little face as if she was smiling, Wenfeng couldn't help but be proud. She couldn't let this little girl look at the movies, so he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Lead the way!"

The car is very ordinary, which is just a military jeep, but it is not easy to get such a car here in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. Chinese in Southeast Asia usually use money to drive the way. It seems that they have a certain foundation in Phnom Penh now.

Walking on the dark road, I don’t know how many ditches and obstacles of the plantation, and I saw a three-story building with an ancient and elegant style from afar. The building is not at the end of the street in Phnom Penh, but the two big characters on the door, the rhyme of the Tang Building is always deep, making this building look less ordinary. ~《》~
Chapter completed!