The First Order

Qing's, 111 barriers.

At the moment when the night passed, the bronze bell in the center of the barrier was struck by the staff of Kyungs.

The peaceful bells representing the New Year are constantly spreading out, and then many people who have the money to buy firecrackers ignited the firecrackers in front of their houses. The children are also watching the street excitedly. They are wearing new clothes and holding in their hands. The small firecrackers removed from the firecrackers were very happy.

Qingzhen stood in the courtyard of the villa, and his hair grew a lot, because he and Luo Lan, who were under house arrest here, couldn't even ask a barber.

Suddenly, a crow flew from the night sky, it shuttled through the sound of firecrackers, but it was not affected at all.

Qinghua raised her hand, and the crow fell on Qinghua's arm, and Qingying took a small piece of bread and smiled: "Don't dislike it, our food is also very small, Luo Lan's paragraph Time is almost hungry and thin."

The crow lowered his head and pecked the bread into his mouth, and Qinghua helped him smooth the feathers with a smile.

The black crow has always been an ominous symbol in people's eyes, because wherever there are dead people, it likes to fly wherever it goes.

But Qing Zhen did not shy away from this crow, but instead seemed like a heartfelt love.

His gaze shifted to the crow’s leg, where a small bamboo tube was tied, and Qingxuan took the bamboo tube off and took out the paper inside, the more he smiled.

"Okay, the letter has been delivered, go back and let your master feed you a good meal, this New Year will not let you rest," Qing Zhen said, shaking his arm, and the huge crow immediately doubled. The wings flew into the night.

When Qing Zhen walked into the villa, Luo Lan was spreading on the sofa: "You said that the old men of the Qing family are too excessive. They don't give their mouth full of food during the Chinese New Year. They don't allow haircuts. We are the heroes of the Kyungs, now we are treated like this?"

Qingzhen smiled and said: "You can eat my piece of bread, who will let us both guard against the barriers?"

"Is that our fault," Luo Lan was not happy: "Who can think of a sudden earthquake, and this is the New Year, how can you be hungry at such a New Year!"

"Don't worry," Qingzhen smiled, "This kind of day is almost over."

At this time the outside bell rang, and Luo Lan swooped up from the sofa: "Is it for us to eat?"

"Your uncle is not so kind. He hollowed out and hugged Qing's thighs. How could he risk us being pushed out together to help us?" Qing Zhen calmly said: "Now it is good to draw the line with us. time."

The internal struggle of the consortium has always been dirty and despicable.

The Qing consortium not only imprisoned Qing Huang and Luo Lan in this solitary villa, but also sent Luo Lan’s uncle to take care of the two.

Probably because the big brothers of the presidium felt that Qinghuang and Luo Lan were suspected of betraying their family, so they wanted Qingzhen and Luo Lan to feel the betrayal by their loved ones.

Luo Lan and Qing Zhen have the same father, but not the same mother. The uncle Luo Lan used to obtain some status in the Qing family with Luo Lan, but now he is sent to take care of Luo Lan.

However, the uncle did not think about the old feelings, but intensified in the caretaker, and tried to persuade Qingzhen and Luo Lan to show the firm's determination to clear the boundaries.

Reduce food, cut off water and electricity, and refuse all appeals from Qinghua and Luo Lan. This is what the uncle did.

Sometimes it is really hard to imagine what a person can do when he is in order to become inflamed.

Luo Lan walked over and opened the door while whispering: "I have a bad relationship with him. Don't always use this to make fun of me. Your uncle is not a good person..."

He opened the door, but he saw a middle-aged man standing at the door, looking at Luo Lan with a smile in his hand.

Behind this middle-aged man were two rows of soldiers. Since the last time Qing Qing slipped away, the consortium has added troops around the villa. Even on New Year's Eve, he has not relaxed his vigilance.

Luo Lan looked at the middle-aged man at the door and said, "Is something wrong?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't you call your uncle?"

Luo Lan disdain: "Are you worthy?"

The middle-aged man didn't take it seriously, he smiled and said, "New Year's Eve, I'll take a look at you to take some food by the way."

"What did you eat?" Luo Lan asked.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "My family has some leftover food tonight. I think you must be hungry, so I sent it to you quickly."

Luo Lan smiled: "I am Luo Lan who is leftover?"

At this time, the middle-aged man left the plate in his hand: "Then since you don't want to eat, I won't force it."

Luo Lan looked gloomy and stared at the blood-related middle-aged man opposite him.

Qing Zhen suddenly said to the middle-aged man: "Hey, you go out and wait a moment."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a while, but the speech was Qingzhen. The Yu Wei of the Jing's Jinghu made him a little worried. The middle-aged man remained silent for a long time and then quit the villa.

He was standing outside, looking at the fireworks rising from the barrier, and he was very happy.

As a result, the door of the villa was opened, and two rows of soldiers raised their guns at the door. Qinghuang led Luo Lan out of the villa and stood still.

Qingzhen smiled to everyone: "On this New Year's Day, because of the relationship between the two of us, you can't go home and be a member of the family. We are sorry for our hearts, so we want to console everyone."

Luo Lan: "Yes, condolences."

Qingying laughed: "Introduce yourself first. My name is Qingzhen. The one next to me is Teacher Luo Lan."

Luo Lan: "Yes, it's me."

Qing Zhen looked at Luo Lan: "Since it is condolences, then it must be a show."

Luo Lan: "What program do we perform?"

Qing Zhen looked at the middle-aged man: "Let's perform a show for everyone...Cut your uncle in the first month!"

Luo Lan: "Good!"

The middle-aged man laughed popularly: "Are you two kids? Do you still play such a mean game?"

"Hush," Qing Zhen put his index finger to his mouth, then raised the scissors of his right hand and cut it at Luo Lan's hair.

The middle-aged man said coldly, "Bring me back!"

Qingzhen smiled at him and said, "Happy New Year."

A bright firework in the barrier suddenly rose into the sky, and the shining light illuminated the smile of Qinghuan, and under this gorgeous fire, a sniper bullet burst from the muzzle hundreds of meters away. The shot was just a momentary effort, and a blood mist broke out on the chest of the middle-aged man in front of Qing Zhen, and even his body was brought out by huge inertia!

Qing Zhen's eyes moved back from above the fireworks. He looked at the two rows of soldiers and smiled, "This performance... Do you like it?"

Everyone was terrified. They originally thought that Qingzhen was just for disgusting people, but they didn't expect Qingzhen to really kill him!

A soldier trembled and said, "Sir Qingzhen... Are you afraid of the punishment from the presidium?"

Qingzhen stood still, but his expression was light and calm: "No, they need me now."

However, at this moment, suddenly a car roared from the long street, and the ginkgo leaf logo on the car disappeared in the light of fireworks.

When the car came to the door of the villa, Secretary Zhou of the Presidium jumped out of the car and watched Qingying whispered, "We are now instructing Qingzhen and Luo Lan to immediately go to the front line and serve as military advisers!"

After saying this, he noticed that the front of the villa was like blood stains. He looked at the soldier: "What's going on?"

The soldier shuddered: "Their people killed the captain."

Secretary Zhou looked at the broken body on the ground and sneered: "Fool."

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