The First Order

After all, Ren Xiaosu did not tell Luo Lan about Dong Nengnan’s truth. He felt that it would be better to wait at least 7 days after the deadline for admission. In case Luo Lan saw Dong Nengnan with a swollen nose and blue eyes, what would happen to the moth? .

At this time, Dong Ningnan in the house couldn't wait to marry Luo Lan on the spot, as long as Luo Lan was willing to take her away, the problem was that Chen Wudi tied her up so strong this time, and Wang Fugui didn't know where to buy it. A herbal medicine was stuffed into her mouth, and her mouth was so numb that she couldn't move!

There are many things in the herbal medicine shop, but Dong Nengnan couldn't figure out how this old man is so skilled!

I have to say that although Wang Fugui is kind, he, as a refugee who has lived for so long, always has a little trick to suppress the bottom of the box.

Refugees are different from barriers, they are in danger from birth.

Luo Lan said something to Dong Nengnan through the door, but it was too boring to talk to herself, so he felt bored for a while.

Ren Xiaosu chuckled and said, "Take a drool when you are thirsty."

Luo Lan sat down on the yard chair and sighed, "This Li Shentan came out of the psychiatric hospital is really a bit unexpected. I have been cautious enough, I am afraid that he will come out and stir up."

"I'm curious," Ren Xiaosu asked: "Don't you even know that he is from the Li family?"

At this time, Luo Lan carefully recalled the details of the past. He confirmed that the information he received did not mention the Li consortium, but he suddenly remembered the three videos he had seen. At that time, he could even feel the other party’s Loneliness and abandonment.

Luo Lan said: "You hear him describe him as the abandoned son of the Li family. I'm afraid he was imprisoned by the Li family himself?"

"Why should Li's imprison his children?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.

"Why don't I know this," Luo Lan said melancholyly: "The consortium is not as beautiful as you think. Things of intrigue are everywhere. If you want to get ahead in the family, you have to step on the shoulders of your siblings and climb up."

"So how many brothers and sisters did you and Qingzhen step on again?" Ren Xiaosu smiled.

As a result, Luo Lan suddenly said seriously: "Qinghua and I have no choice. He is a natural leader, so we should go to the top of the mountain to see the scenery."

"What about you?" Ren Xiaosu froze for a moment. He found that Luo Lan was so defending his younger brother.

At the beginning, Wang Fugui wanted to get paid for his life-saving grace. Luo Lan first said that his life was worthless, but when he mentioned Qingzhen, he suddenly became extraordinarily generous.

"Me?" Luo Lan smiled: "I can't live without a life."

When Luo Lan said this, there was no disappointment in his tone. It seemed that he felt right, and his brother should be above him, and he was a terrible life.

"Right," Luo Lan glanced at Ren Xiaosu: "Don't be too conspicuous recently, even the Yangs have been in this barrier, there are still people hiding in the Tinder Company, now the devil whisperers come out to stir up, the ghost knows what will happen thing."

Ren Xiaosu stared at him stunnedly: "Is it appropriate for you to say this to me, is it not you who is the most prominent person in the barrier now?"

"Ha ha ha ha?" Luo Lan smiled: "I am so good?"

Ren Xiaosu was shocked, what's the matter with you being so proud?!

"By the way, the mob people have arrived," Luo Lan suddenly became angry. "Someone blasted my two cars in the distance. Those who can idle and do nothing like this are definitely mob people!"

At this moment, Ren Xiaosu realized that Yang Xiaojin might be a mob?But he suddenly thought of a problem. Luo Lan said just now that the Yang family is also coming. Will the Yang family consortium have anything to do with Yang Xiaojin?

"What about you Qing's?" Ren Xiaosu looked at Luo Lan: "You Qing's will send you?"

"Who do you despise here?" Luo Lan didn't have a good air. "What's wrong with me? Would I take a thousand?"

"Hmm, I mean Kyung didn't send someone to support you," Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.

"No, they are busy dealing with 113 barriers and Jingshan now."

...

The terrain of the No. 111 barrier is not flat and regular. Here the west is high and the east is low, and the whole barrier is built beside the mountain.

The mountain in the 111 barrier is called Gingko Mountain. In the season when the ginkgo leaves are yellow, this mountain is all golden.

The headquarters of the Kyungsung Foundation is on the mountainside.

At this moment, a train departed from the city towards Gingko Hill, and the pedestrians in the barriers pushed one by one, and they knew that they were all the big members of the Kyungsung Consortium and members of the presidium.

Basically, at this time of every month, the big names of Kyungs drove to Ginkgo Hill for a meeting to discuss things that could determine the lifeblood of the consortium.

At night, the huge manor on Gingko Hill was already brightly lit, and there were 13 men sitting in the secluded meeting room, there were young people, middle-aged people, and old people.

A huge tiger's head hangs on the wall of the conference room, and the dead tiger was made into a specimen.Humans have always had such a bad taste. The king of beasts during his lifetime is nothing more than a plaything of humans after his death. This is human power.

The entire conference room is magnificent, as if here has never experienced the influence of catastrophe, and always holds power.

The old man in the top position tapped the table with his finger: "How is Qinghuai's progress?"

"They had bypassed Jingshan the day before yesterday, and it was estimated that they should have reached the 113 barrier today," said a middle-aged man. "He went there to clear the remaining experimental body first, and then waited for the subsequent reconstruction team to arrive, and they went to Jingshan. Look for the creature in the crater. Now that creature should fall asleep again. It seems that it does not intend to walk out of the crater. We suspect that it depends on the temperature of the volcano."

"Can Qinghuai handle it," the old man from the top asked calmly: "The coal mine near the 113 barrier is vital and must be rebuilt as soon as possible."

"Qing Huai brought a combat brigade in the past and it was okay to deal with hundreds of experimental bodies," the middle-aged man replied.

"The resources near the 113 barriers are very important. The post-disaster reconstruction work must be completed as soon as possible. Qing Yun, you cooperate with them to deploy the migrants in the past," the old man said.

A young man sitting at the end smiled: "Okay, understand."

The young man combed his hair back neatly, and the smooth hair under the light was as elegant as crystal.

"You need to be cautious. If something goes wrong, you won't have to sit here," the old man frowned.

The young man bowed his head: "Okay."

Someone beside him laughed: "You don't have to be so harsh on young people."

The old man did not answer, but suddenly asked, "What is Qingzhen doing now?"

"In addition to listening to music every day, there is nothing else to do," someone replied: "Listening to the music has no purpose and no favorite singer."

"Well," the old man nodded indifferently: "Leave him dry first, the young man's sharpness is too strong, he must be frustrated. He needs to know that the power of money comes from the exchange system, but the power of power comes from the organization. Without home, there are no rules and no power."

No one else commented on the matter, but at this moment someone knocked on the door of the conference room.

The old man said softly: "Come in."

The person here is a secretary. He whispered something in the ear of the old man. He saw that the old man's eyebrows grew deeper and deeper. He looked up at the others present here: "The seventh combat brigade carried by Qinghuai was tested The attack is now retreating, with more than half of the casualties.